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1478 [Haihara Ai: This is not superstition]

When he said this, Miss Anonymous and Xiao Bai flashed across Conan's mind.

"..." He silently made a patch in his mind: Of course, if it was an anonymous lady who could jump from a car or a building without any injuries, even without anesthetics, she could probably hold the deceased down so that the other party could not struggle towards death. From then on.

From this point of view, it is quite considerate for her to use anesthetics to deal with others, at least it prevents the other party from being injured during the struggle...

This thought crossed his mind, and the next moment, Conan shook his head violently and threw the strange thought out of the plane.

Next to him, Inspector Asa agreed with Conan's words. He refuted the male photographer: "These three passengers are all suspects."

After that, he glanced at Jiang Xia, then at Conan, and couldn't help but mutter in his heart: "..." How many murders are there in Tokyo? It's surprising that any student caught at random looks like a detective.

...Well, the little girl next to the high school detective looks a bit normal. She is still scared when she sees the corpse, and clings to the detective. She is very cute.

The weak first-grade female primary school student finally gave Inspector Asa a little fighting spirit: It would be too cruel to let children see the body. But this group of people could not be driven away... In this case, the only way to solve the case was to seize the time.

.

With this in mind, he turned his head and glanced at the three suspects with majestic eyes: "Can you tell me the specific time when you went to the bathroom and what each of you did?"

The male photographer muttered: "What else can I do if I go to the toilet? I must go to the toilet."

"..." Inspector Asa had just been disturbed by two people who were old enough to be his sons. He suddenly realized that there was a melon-eating crowd here. He immediately turned his head and looked over, "You are so anxious to participate in solving the case, don't you also

Want to be a suspect?"

"No, no." The male photographer shrank his neck, "You continue to ask."

The deceased's girlfriend wiped away her tears and tried to recall the scene: "I was a little airsick and wanted to vomit, so I came to the bathroom. I can't remember the specific time. However, Kazuyo was still in his seat at that time.

, he is right next to me, he is still alive!”

Next to me, the stewardess heard this and had an impression. She nodded and testified: "This lady asked me for airsickness medicine. The deceased was sleeping on the seat next to her at the time. But she waited until I got the medicine back.

By that time, the gentleman had already left his seat. It should have been less than a minute."

Tachikawa Chizuru thought for a while: "I don't remember the specific time, but I came to the bathroom nearly twenty minutes after Ikaruga drank the motion sickness medicine.

"I didn't go to the toilet, I just saw that guy Da Ying hadn't returned to his seat. I was worried that he was causing trouble outside, so I went to look for him - but at that time, he was still alive."



It's been a while since Inspector Asaph personally handled a murder case.

Fortunately, there have been many murder cases in the UK, so he has some impression of the process of solving crimes.

He took out a notebook from nowhere and recorded the long-haired woman's words: "Are you sure he was still alive at that time? This is very important information."

"Of course." Tachikawa Chizuru nodded firmly, "At that time, I knocked on the door and asked him if he was inside, and he answered the door impatiently. After that, I returned to my seat. So it was not me and Ikaruga.

Killed."

"He just knocked on the door and answered you?" Jiang Xia quietly joined the conversation and smoothed out the possible detours in solving the case. "If he didn't make a sound, how could you be sure that the person in the toilet was the deceased?"

Tachikawa Chizuru obviously has her own ideas: "Because there are four toilets in the airplane and the other three are empty, Otaka will only be in the locked one. Otherwise, he will never be able to run to the other ones.

Cabin."

Inspector Asa also thought about it and frowned: "That's not necessarily true! Maybe he has really been to other places."

Tachikawa Chizuru became angry: "Maybe he was in the toilet at that time, otherwise how could he die in the toilet?"

"..." Jiang Xia pointed to the side, "There is another suspect. Why not listen to what he has to say first?"

"Do you need to tell me? Of course I know this." Inspector Asa cleared his throat and stopped talking to Tachikawa Chizuru. He turned his head and looked at the British passenger standing by the wall.

This passenger has been silent since he was brought here, keeping a low profile.

Inspector Asaph: "..." Speaking of which, being so low-key seems a little suspicious yourself?

He switched to English and asked curiously: "When did you enter the bathroom?"

The British passenger spoke with a strong Cockney accent and was very careful about his words: "I'm sorry, I don't remember."

Inspector Asaph: "..."

Tsk, think about it carefully, most people rarely record the time they go to the toilet. They just go to the toilet when they want and look at the watch casually. If it is really accurate, it would be a bit suspicious.



The male photographer had no suspicion at this time, and stood leisurely watching the fun while coming up with an idea: "Why are you asking so many questions? The murderer will definitely not admit it, so why not just look for the murder weapon! - Metal objects that can be brought on the plane are very rare.

It's limited, and it's flying in the sky. It's a large secret room in the sky. It's difficult to dispose of the murder weapon. Searching yourself will definitely be more effective than your random guessing."

Jiang Xia was startled and turned to look at him: "You sound very skilled. Have you ever been a detective before?"

The male photographer chuckled: "That's not true, it's just that I often take photos of murder cases and have visited many crime scenes. Speaking of which, do you still remember the Ji Feng falling case you participated in at the Izu Beach?

?——The deceased fell from a high place and was stabbed by the statue of the knight who was looking up to the sky and raising his sword. That scene full of impact was taken by me!"

Jiang Xia: "!"

Frequently visit crime scenes?

"That's it." He was a little more enthusiastic than before. He stretched his hand on his waist and pulled out a piece of paper like magic, "Let's exchange for a business card."

The male photographer's eyes lit up and he reached for his business card holder: Although he didn't want to be the kind of humble photographer who kneels down and licks his contacts, he couldn't stand it when such a famous detective took the initiative to exchange contact information with him.

Soon, the two people got each other's business cards, and their moods improved.

Hui Yuan Ai, who was watching the whole process: "..."

...Jiang Xia is really persistent about exchanging business cards.

While thinking about it, she also walked over, stood on tiptoe, and tried to peek at the business card in Jiang Xia's hand.

She was also present at the case the male photographer was talking about. When she read the newspaper afterwards, Haihara Ai was very impressed by the crazy and bloody photo above.

Given his height, no matter how much Hui Yuan Ai stood on tiptoe, he still couldn't reach Jiang Xia's hand.

Fortunately, Jiang Xia noticed her behavior and took the initiative to lower his business card and give her a look.


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