The lover that gravity makes is wrong

wrong?

What's wrong?

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at the third son inexplicably, but soon, the reactions of the surrounding passengers gave the answer.

The behavior of the red-haired boy to control the robber did not make the situation better, and even made it worse——

As if a pair of hands pressed the pause button on the air

Except for the three sons, Nakahara Chuya, and Kudo and his son, the expressions and behaviors of the rest of the passengers in the cabin froze like plaster.

Hey.

There was a sigh from nowhere, and the next moment, the silent passengers moved again.

They didn't seem to see the unconscious gangster at Zhongye's feet in the Central Plains, and they continued to scream and tremble for themselves.

A stream of blood spurted from the flight attendant's eyeball, and a terrifying knife wound suddenly appeared on the left eye.

The severe pain caused the woman to fall to the ground screaming.

"Calm down! Ma'am, no one is hurting you!"

Yusaku Kudo rushed to the flight attendant, shouted loudly to open the medical box, trying to stop the bleeding.

But the flight attendant who fell to the ground couldn't hear Kudo Yusaku's voice, and she kept waving her hands, as if trying to avoid the invisible attacker.

One, two, three.

With the sound of the dagger piercing into the flesh, countless deep cuts opened on the flight attendant's body, and red blood splashed and splashed on Yusaku Kudo's lens.

Soon, the struggling flight attendant lay convulsively in a pool of blood and lost his breath.

A second scream rang out.

It was a junior who was guarded by an older flight attendant.

She sat on the ground with limp hands and feet, trying to stand up and escape, but before she could take two steps, her back suddenly fell back unnaturally, and she hugged her head with her hands in self-defense.

It looked as if an invisible person had grabbed her hair from behind, preventing the flight attendants from escaping.

"No! No! Help—"

The young flight attendant was crying, but his throat was mercilessly cut open by a sharp knife, and his body fell to the ground like garbage.

Dazzling red gurgled out from the broken throat, staining the cabin carpet red in an instant.

Countless low sobs sounded in the cabin, but this time no one dared to make even a little sound.

It seemed that there was an invisible murderer who ordered them to shut up with a knife.

So the third son and the others saw that this group of terrified passengers only dared to turn their eyes red, tightly covered their mouths, shivering helplessly in their seats, like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

"What's going on... This is too, too..."

Kudo Shinichi opened his eyes in disbelief, his unformed world view was broken, and his mind went blank.

The scene in front of him was like a clumsy and absurd drama, and the black-haired boy wanted to convince himself that this was an unknown "magic trick".

But the smell of blood lingering at the tip of his nose, and the tragedy of the passengers reflected in his pupils all stimulated his nerves, telling the boy that all of this is a real reality.

"Dad! Dad—!"

No matter how great a high school student detective is in the future, at this moment, Kudo Shinichi is only a primary school student less than ten years old.

The shock beyond imagination caused the boy to temporarily lose his ability to think. Like a frightened little animal, he subconsciously and tremblingly sought support from his father.

"Calm down, Shinichi."

Yusaku Kudo spoke in time, and he took a step away, his tall figure blocking the black-haired boy's sight.

The novelist stretched out his hand, wanting to stroke his son's head comfortingly, at this moment, a petite figure suddenly appeared behind the boy.

The red-haired girl raised her hand, and the knife in her hand slashed on the back of Kudo Shinichi's neck neatly.

Kudo Shinichi's eyes went dark immediately, and he closed his eyes and fell into his father's arms as if the power was cut off.

Yusaku Kudo: "!!"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Kudo, it's better for the children to sleep well at this time."

The red-haired girl withdrew the knife in her hand, looked at her frightened father with emerald eyes, and said calmly.

The third son stared at Yusaku Kudo, and the posture of looking up clearly, for some reason, gave the novelist the illusion that he was being observed and evaluated.

Do you want to knock Mr. Kudo unconscious too?

The red-haired girl stared at the black-haired novelist, weighing the pros and cons in her mind.

"you……"

The detective novelist picked up his sleeping son and stared at the third son with complicated eyes.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he heard a deep and magnetic voice, interrupting Kudo Yusaku's unfinished words.

"She's right. It's better for this brat not to know about the rest of the situation."

The third son and Yusaku Kudo turned their heads to look at the sound, and found that it was Chuya Nakahara who had disappeared without a trace.

At this time, the red-haired boy was standing at the door of the cockpit of the plane. With an aura that was not commensurate with his height, he grabbed a gangster's head with one hand like he was grabbing a basketball, and dragged him out.

The two robbers closed their eyes, their legs limply drooping on the ground, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

"Both the airport and the co-pilot were killed, and this was the one who piloted the plane."

Zhongyuan Zhong also shook his head in his right hand, and said lightly,

"It's been tortured, and there's no way to communicate, but he stuck a card with a strange symbol on the rudder, and this was found in another guy's arms."

The red-haired boy let go of his hand, took out a booklet with a curled edge, and let the two robbers fall to the ground.

Kudo Yusaku stepped forward, Miko followed behind, and temporarily withdrew the hand knife that was about to strike the second time.

This is a privately issued brochure. After a quick glance, it is full of strange teachings such as "offer a sacrifice and gain eternal life".

Reminiscent of the behavior of several gangsters, Yusaku Kudo quickly pieced together the truth.

"—It was a suicide terrorist attack."

The detective novelist is sullen and serious,

"According to the current clues, this 'illusion' shows the truth about the disappearance of flight SKF864 five years ago."

"Four terrorist fanatics targeted the plane. Two of them used weapons to suppress the passengers. The other two criminals hijacked the plane by holding the flight attendant hostage and killing the captain."

"Passengers are the sacrifices of this ritual, as for the purpose of hijacking the plane—"

"This is it."

Zhongyuan Zhong also opened his mouth and read a passage from the pamphlet,

"A huge steel angel descended from the sky, awakened by blood and gunpowder smoke, and offered 44 lambs to our Lord, praying for a new life."

The steel angel that descended from the sky refers to the plane, and the 44 lambs should be the passengers.

No wonder the robbers didn't care about the lives of the captain and flight attendants, because from the beginning, they were not prepared to negotiate with the authorities to let the passengers on the plane land alive.

The cruel truth silenced Nakahara Chuya and Kudo Yusaku for a moment.

The sobs of the passengers were heard, there were small whispers and an air of fear everywhere.

……

…………

【"We, we might be able to negotiate with them."】

【"Don't be afraid baby, I swear, the government will pay to redeem us."】

【"I've been flying airplanes all my life, it's not right, it's not right..."】

……

Different voices converged in the ears of the three of them like a river.

Even through an unknown barrier, unable to talk, the third son and the others could clearly see the faltering hope in everyone's eyes.

The red-haired girl looked up and saw a passenger sobbing and pulling out a credit card from his pocket, and tremblingly dialing the satellite phone behind the front seat.

Almost all of them tacitly chose to call their wives and parents.

Some people asked relatives and friends to call the police, and more people began to say goodbye to relatives and friends on the other end of the phone.

【"Honey, I'm sorry, I, the will is in the safe, the password is..."】

【"I promise, if I survive, I will resign tomorrow."】

【"...tell the kids I love them."】

Zhong Yuanzhong also squeezed his fingers tightly, and he pressed the folds of his fingerprints on the opened pages.

The ochre-haired boy suppressed the turbulent emotions in his heart, his cobalt blue pupils were calm, and even his tone was calm without a hint of anger.

"It doesn't matter if it's a terrorist attack, or an illusion."

"Sure enough, it's better to find out the person behind the scenes who hides his head and shows his tail first, and hang him upside down on the wing."

Yusaku Kudo didn't speak, but the expression on his face said it all.

The only red-haired girl present who knew the inside story scratched her hair in embarrassment. She raised her head as if weighing, and stared at the luggage rack in the cabin for a while.

After a while, the third son sighed, and spoke as if making up his mind,

"There's no such thing as 'behind the scenes,' and it's not a fantasy."

Nakahara Chuya and Kudo Yusaku turned their heads at the same time, and slowly looked at the talking red-haired girl.

The third son noticed the two people in front of him, there was not even a trace of shock on their faces, they all had an expression of "just waiting for you to confess".

Ah, sure enough, the insight of detectives and police is troublesome.

The ghost girl surrendered in her heart.

Although disclosing the truth to people in this world violates the regulations, the current troublesome situation cannot be delayed and must be resolved as soon as possible.

Her supernatural ability...

She needs help.

I'm sorry, Dad, I'm still too weak!

The red-haired girl bit her handkerchief in her heart, apologized tearfully, with a serious expression on her face.

The third son raised his eyes in the sight of the two, and the sunlight from the sky came in from the window, falling into the girl's emerald-like pupils.

Behind her are the wailing souls of the dead in this world, and the judgment and guilt of the other world are reflected in her eyes.

This is the look in the eyes of the emissary of the underworld.

——[Although I have no enmity or hatred between you and me, I will pick you up and lead you back after you die for the sins committed in the world, and you will be judged by the king of Hades and tortured by hell. 】

"Let me reintroduce,"

The third son watched Nakahara Chuya and Kudo Yusaku, and said seriously,

"I am the third son, the third son, the executive officer of ghosts under the throne of Yan Mo, the king of hell, and I am here to attract souls."

"It is not desirable to involve innocent people, but it is urgent, please help me, Mr. Nakahara, Mr. Kudo."