1661【Cut off your own escape route】Please vote for me
Conan: "..." In addition, Edward and Mr. George must have a close relationship - although they pretend to be friends, the way they get along in critical moments seems a bit classy, making people unconsciously think of gin and vodka.
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——This Mr. Edward, if he is really a member of the organization, then he is probably a cadre.
And now, Edward seems to be being targeted severely by "that lord". There are indeed a lot of struggles within that organization. Or it could be said that "that lord" really has second thoughts towards the black organization, so he not only conceals the changes in Aptx 4869
A small experimental subject, and you don't mind killing a few other cadres?
Conan felt itchy like a cat scratching his heart, and his strong curiosity made him want to tear down the curtain immediately to see what the mastermind behind the scenes was planning. But now, he couldn't even find the curtain anywhere.
Conan sighed sadly.
Except for him, others were obviously not so entangled.
Suzuki Sonoko was still thinking about the plane. She looked at the lying corpses of the pilot and co-pilot, and then realized: "Wait a minute, Maki Shuri died because he licked the poison on his fingers. What about these pilots?"
How did the members get poisoned? - Could it be that they also licked Maki Shuli’s hands?”
Recalling the strange and depraved scenes in the cab at that time, Suzuki Sonoko felt like she had just seen a group of perverts and shuddered.
Conan came back to her senses and silently corrected the strange scene in her mind: "How is that possible! In front of a large audience, even if they really wanted to, they would definitely not lick the hand of a female star in front of their colleagues."
Suzuki Sonoko felt even more strange: "So you actually lick in private? This is so unhygienic! ...Huh? Wait, how do you, a first-grade elementary school student, know these things!"
"..." Conan said, "That was what Brother Hattori told me."
Jiang Xia: "..." It's a pity that Hattori-san is not there, otherwise I really want to see if he will show some steely murderous aura.
Conan realized that the topic was taken astray by Sonoko Suzuki, and quickly returned to the topic, speaking in a child's voice:
"Oh, what adults do in private is not the point at all! The point is that the driver uncles were poisoned, not because they licked Aunt Mu Shuli's hand - I was following Aunt Mu Shuli to protect the ring before, and I accidentally saw it
What happened in the cab.
"At that time, the captain wanted to shake hands with Aunt Mu Shuli, but she handed her hand flat, so the captain turned to kiss her hand, and the co-pilots did the same. If the handshake was normal, Aunt Mu Shuli's fingertips
The poison would only stick to the backs or palms of the pilots' hands, but because of the hand kiss, the place where they held the poison became their fingertips. Afterwards, they used their poisoned fingers to pick up the food that the stewardess gave them.
Went to taste the food, but unfortunately all of them fell down.”
Maya Hashimoto: "..."
Why let passengers into the cab?
Why don’t you wash your hands before eating, or even wipe your hands with wet wipes!
And why did all three of them obediently kiss their hands? Couldn't there be a stand-out, aloof man who rejected her?
——In short, it’s all the fault of these three pilots! Otherwise, he wouldn’t have to face Uzo’s serial killing moves in embarrassment.
The more Hashimoto Maya thought about it, the angrier she became. Looking at the captain in front of him who was being inspected by him, he wanted to hit his head a few times to vent his anger.
But in front of everyone, a cheerful and kind-hearted doctor obviously shouldn't do such a thing.
Maya Hashimoto: "..." And if you think about it carefully, even if the captain abides by the rules and doesn't do this, Uzo will definitely take advantage of it in other ways. Rounding it off, he and the captain can be regarded as brothers.
It's better not to hurt each other.
Thinking of the terrible demon king who forced everyone into a miserable situation, Maya Hashimoto's anger quickly dissipated, and he sighed tiredly.
As soon as there was any movement here, other people who were paying attention to the captain immediately looked over. They asked nervously: "How is it? Is there any hope?"
Although the others were equally offended by the captain's stupid behavior just now, at least for now, they had to rely on these pilots to fly the plane and land safely.
Maya Hashimoto came back to her senses and cleared her throat: "It is indeed poisoning caused by acute poison - first move them to a more spacious cabin and inhale oxygen to relieve the symptoms."
A group of people heard that they could still be rescued and hurried over to move the captain.
The co-pilot was also slumped in the seat next to him.
Jiang Xia walked to the passenger seat, rolled up her sleeves, and planned to lift the passenger. However, it was obvious that she couldn't lift the passenger by herself. So Jiang Xia casually looked at Ireland, who was nearest: "Come to help?"
After saying that, he suddenly came to his senses and changed his words apologetically and sympathetically: "Forget it, I forgot that your arm hurts. You can't even pull the joystick, let alone move people..."
He turned to Maya Hashimoto, who was the next closest: "Then come and help me."
Maya Hashimoto nodded and came over to help this temporary friendly force carry the wounded. Although he rarely engaged in rescue work, he had carried corpses a lot in the past, so he was particularly skillful in moving people, which earned Jiang Xia's admiring glances.
Ireland was standing quietly by the side thinking about the whole accident, but suddenly his injured arm was lifted up.
When he mentioned that arm, he inevitably thought of Uzo's countless insidious plots, and the murderous aura in his body could not be controlled.
Just as he was tearing that bastard Uzo to pieces in his mind, the plane suddenly encountered airflow and lurched violently.
Ireland's body swayed, and he raised his hand to support the roof next to him, barely standing still.
The area in the airplane near the driver's seat, from top to floor, is densely packed with instrument panels and buttons.
Ireland's elbow was pinched. He pressed his arm that started to hurt again to maintain his balance. He was mentally beating up that hateful curly guy with sunglasses, but suddenly he noticed that beside him, Jiang Xia was looking directly at him.
Ireland frowned: "What's wrong?"
Jiang Xia hesitated for a moment: "When you held the top cover, you seemed to have touched a button on it - I just saw a few shadows rotating on a certain screen from the corner of my eye. The vibration was too strong at the time, and I couldn't see clearly.
What exactly went wrong?"
"It turned around? And several shadows turned around at the same time?"
Maya Hashimoto suddenly thought of something. He glanced at the complicated instruments and quickly stopped at a dashboard composed of several groups of circles and lines: "Ai...Mr. Dehua must have accidentally touched the fuel."
The valve is switched, so the marks on the screen all turn around to show the valve is open."
This kind of aircraft often carries several fuel tanks. The fuel tanks are usually separated from each other, but there are also some interconnected pipelines.
When flying in the sky, in order to maintain balance, the difference in the amount of oil on both sides of the aircraft cannot be too large. If the difference exceeds a certain level, the valve must be opened to allow the side with more oil to flow to the side with less oil to prevent accidents.
