On the plane, Mu Shuli yawned, unbuckled his seat belt, and planned to wash his face to sober up.
But at this time, a person suddenly walked into the aisle and squatted next to her: "Are you Miss Mu Shuli? I have watched your TV series and am a loyal fan of yours - can you sign your autograph for me?"
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"..." Maki Shuri frowned impatiently. She was most annoyed by ordinary fans who asked for autographs and photos, taking up her time without bringing any benefit to her. The words "No, don't bother me" were already on her lips.
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But before speaking, Mu Shuli glanced out of the corner of his eye and realized that the person who came to ask for an autograph seemed to be a mixed race. He was good-looking and could be considered a foreign friend. Mu Shuli's refusal tone softened a little: "I didn't bring my signature pad. Next
Let’s do it this time.”
"It's okay, I brought it with me." Maya Hashimoto was already prepared. She took out the blank signature pad she had prepared before.
Mu Shuli: "..." Tsk.
She took the board and suddenly remembered: "I didn't bring a pen."
Maya Hashimoto was startled. There was a bulge next to the signature board. He originally thought that there was a signature pen there. But now he took a closer look and found that the merchant was not so conscience. It was just a pen holder, and he needed to prepare the pen himself.
Just when they were thinking about where to get a pen, the makeup artist from Mushuli suddenly came over. The makeup artist was seated relatively close to them and had already heard what was going on here.
The makeup artist obediently handed Maki Shuli a signature pen: "You can use this."
Mu Shuli sneered: "You are so considerate." When he gets back, he will find an excuse to deduct your performance.
She impatiently wrote her name in the signature book. Seeing this, Maya Hashimoto took the opportunity to speak: "Can I ask why you want to take this flight?"
Maki Shuli's patience was completely exhausted. She finished writing casually, threw the board back, and said to chase people away: "Okay, once you get the signature, don't bother me anymore - since you also want to take a flight to Japan, then what's the best way to go to Japan?"
It is best to learn the culture of not disturbing celebrities first, otherwise it will only make people think that you have not seen the world."
"..."
Maya Hashimoto was a little confused and a little angry after being scolded. Although he did not kill anyone because of it, he was a member of the organization after all. The basic form of his anger was to politely have some murderous intentions.
Next to Maki Shuli, a sleeping detective squirmed slightly and turned his face slightly to this side.
Maya Hashimoto was startled by this slight movement and came to his senses. He caught the signed copy that was thrown over, apologized, and retreated humbly.
After taking a few steps, Maya Hashimoto couldn't help but look back at Maki Shuri, with lingering fear.
Maya Hashimoto: "..." Normally, among a hundred people, I would never meet a guy who speaks so harshly. But now, as soon as I got in touch with Uzo, I met him immediately, and he secretly had murderous intentions...
The timing is too coincidental! It’s hard not to suspect that this is Uzo’s conspiracy!
Fortunately, I was prepared. I would never kill people at will, and now that I know that Uzo is setting up a net nearby, I will even less so. Those basic rules for dealing with Uzo are still useful. After all, I am not Uzo's.
The main goal is not a big problem as long as you pay attention to restraint.
Maya Hashimoto quickly took her seat and quickly reduced her presence.
The first few rows were at an angle that he couldn't see.
The sleeping detective didn't know when he opened his eyes.
Jiang Xia turned around and glanced in the direction of Maya Hashimoto through the seat.
Jiang Xia: "..." Ireland's own murderous aura doesn't smell very good, but his little brother actually tastes pretty good - it seems to taste like iced black tea.
Although it tastes a little less sugary and a bit astringent, it becomes normal when mixed with the sweet taste. It is refreshing and relieves greasiness. I think it will be good...I think ghosts will like it very much.
And this cup of iced black tea looks very interesting: it quickly produces murderous aura, and then the murderous aura falls off inexplicably, and you can pick it up directly. There is no need for a psychic to knock or plucking it, it is fully automatic - although it lacks a bit of the fun of picking.
, but who doesn’t like high-end murderous energy given away for free?
Jiang Xia: "..." I wonder if we can discuss with Ireland and bring this little brother over for our own use. Anyway, it would be a waste to stay in Ireland. It would be better to have the greatest value under the hands of a spiritual medium.
...It's a pity that Ireland may not let him go. At present, he has great trust in this younger brother. In other words, the new younger brother must have something to do with Ireland, and Ireland will never let him fall into Uzo's hands under any circumstances.
But it’s not a big problem. Now that Ireland has begun to pay attention to Conan, I’m afraid he won’t live for long. When he is gone, the younger brother will naturally become a legacy and be redistributed. When the time comes, ask the boss to come over, and the matter will be solved.
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Jiang Xia stretched himself and decided to find more unused things and throw them to the boss, so that he could feel more confident when asking the boss for gifts in return.
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Maya Hashimoto sat in her seat, feeling a chill in her back.
He couldn't help but grab the blanket that had been wrapped up to his chin, and pulled it up again. He had a bad premonition in his heart: "..." No, it couldn't really be because of wandering in the corridor for a while.
He must have been targeted by Uzo.
Uzo will not kill directly, but he can invisibly manipulate some murderers to his advantage.
Even if we can't guard against Uzo, we must at least guard against those murderers...
Thinking like this, Maya Hashimoto began to review his behavior just now, thinking about who he might have offended.
Soon, combined with some recent reports on murder cases, he had a vague idea: "Is there a fanatical fan of Mu Shuli on this plane, and my behavior of asking for autographs angered that hidden idiot?"
...It's possible. Very likely!
Thinking of this, Maya Hashimoto no longer felt sleepy: Although it would be difficult for ordinary people to deal with him, if the method is right, it is not impossible to plot against him while he is asleep.
While rehearsing various actions to prevent assassination in his mind, he secretly thought about who this "idiot" was most likely to be.
Soon, Maya Hashimoto thought of something. He turned his head and looked through the gap in the seat at his old lover who had kissed the back of Makuri's hand just now.
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Kidd was wearing a disguise and was sitting in his seat, distracted, when suddenly he was stared at secretly.
Kuroba Kaito: "..."
He pretended not to notice the stares from the front, but he couldn't help but feel alert in his heart: What are you looking at? Such hostile eyes... Could this guy have discovered that he is Kaitou Kidd?
Kuroba Kaito actually had some impressions of the mixed-race guy in the front row.
He had met Ireland and Maya Hashimoto by chance in the restaurant before, and then discovered that Maya Hashimoto's bag actually contained a parachute - this was obviously not something that an ordinary passenger should prepare.
