Yuan Huaiyu closed his eyes and quickly fell into a light sleep.
Logically speaking, unless there are special circumstances, he will strictly abide by his schedule and sleep for enough hours every day.
But he knew that not long after, a murder would occur on this plane, at an altitude of tens of thousands of meters.
This is a special situation.
There is no way, who made the effect of Shinichi Kudo's Death Aura next to him too strong?
Unlike Yuan Huaiyu, Kudo Shinichi is not sleepy at all now.
The words Yuan Huaiyu just said to him kept echoing in his mind.
If just now, he couldn't sleep because he was distracted, now, he is trapped in random thoughts.
Amidst the noise of the engine and the rustling of the passengers, time passed little by little.
A middle-aged man with a flushed face stood in front of the bathroom door, with an impatient look on his face.
He kept banging on the bathroom door with his fist and growled: "Hey! People inside! Hey!"
He felt unwell due to airsickness and wanted to go to the bathroom to throw up, but no matter how hard he knocked on the door, there was no movement from the locked bathroom.
A flight attendant noticed his movements, and in order to prevent him from disturbing other tourists' rest, she quickly came over and asked: "Sir, what's wrong?"
"Uh..." the middle-aged man pointed to the bathroom and replied, "I knocked on the door many times, but there was no response."
The flight attendant was worried about what happened to the passengers inside, so she walked forward quickly and knocked on the door: "Sir? Sir?"
Knock knock knock.
Still haven't heard back.
The flight attendant took out the key, unlocked the bathroom, opened the door, and said with some concern: "If you feel uncomfortable..."
But what she never expected was that what appeared behind the door was a horrifying scene.
A man wearing a white knitted hat was sitting on the toilet, his eyes wide open, his head raised to the sky, and there was water dripping from the corner of his mouth.
This man's hands fell limply to his sides, and he had already expired!
"ah!!!"
A piercing scream pierced the Pacific night sky.
All the passengers on the plane who were not sleeping deeply were suddenly awakened and looked for the direction of the source of the screams.
The awake passengers invariably turned their heads to look at the rear of the plane, and a few brave ones followed the flight attendants who came quickly and walked towards the restroom.
The originally peaceful cabin of the plane was soon filled with noisy discussions, like a boiling oil pan.
"What's going on?"
"What came from behind, did something happen?"
In the bustling environment, sleeping people woke up one after another, rubbing their sleepy eyes and asking what happened.
The next moment, the captain who received the news turned on the lights.
The cabin became as bright as day. Mao Lilan, who was sleeping soundly, opened her eyes, pulled off the small quilt covering her body, and stared blankly at the people sitting or standing around her, talking about each other.
"It's a corpse! I saw it!"
"Really?"
In front of Mao Lilan, a sweaty man told his companions what he saw.
On the other side, Yuan Huaiyu also opened his eyes and looked to his side calmly.
When Mao Lilan heard that someone had died, she stretched out her left hand in fear, trying to wake up Kudo Shinichi who was sitting next to her.
"Huh?" She looked intently, only to find that her childhood sweetheart had disappeared into her seat, and her eyes happened to meet Yuan Huaiyu who was looking over.
"He has already gone to the back." Yuan Huaiyu said calmly, stood up, and walked directly towards the bathroom.
Gently pushing aside the crowd blocking the aisle, Yuan Huaiyu saw several stewardesses surrounding the bathroom door.
Ignoring them, Yuan Huaiyu walked into the bathroom and saw Kudo Shinichi wearing a black sweater.
Kudo Shinichi was holding the deceased's head and opening a piece of hair on the back of the deceased's head.
"The cervical cord was injured and he died of suffocation."
Yuanhuaiyu said in a deep voice.
Kudo Shinichi suddenly raised his head and looked at Yuanhuaiyu. Since they had met before boarding the plane, he immediately recognized that the man he just spoke to was the one sitting to his left.
Kudo Shinichi, who entered detective mode, nodded and said: "Yes, the murder weapon is an instrument similar to an ice pick."
Yuan Huaiyu continued: "The tip pierced the back of the neck, damaging the respiratory center, and finally unable to breathe."
"The deceased did not call for help before his death, and may have fallen into a coma."
Yuan Huaiyu took a step forward, squatted beside Kudo Shinichi, and began to examine every detail on the deceased and in the bathroom with familiarity.
His memory of the case in the secret room in the sky was already a little blurry. Apart from the impressive hiding place of the murder weapon, he could not remember the entire crime process.
He basically couldn't remember the details of many cases outside the main plot. After all, he was not an avid Conan fan in his previous life and would not relive the plot every once in a while.
Fortunately, he still has the eyesight, professional knowledge and reasoning skills that he has honed over nearly a hundred years.
With these abilities and reasoning back from the results, Yuan Huaiyu is confident that no case will be able to stump him.
Just as Kudo Shinichi and Yuan Huaiyu were surveying the scene tacitly, a fat figure broke in.
This middle-aged man with a big belly is the thirteenth target of the Metropolitan Police Department.
He frowned, looked at the two people who were doing things at the crime scene, stretched out his hands and put them on their shoulders:
"What are you doing!"
When he saw that these two guys might have ruined the first scene, he became very angry.
Hearing the familiar voice, Kudo Shinichi recognized his uncle Megure behind him. He turned around, looked at Officer Megure, and smiled confidently: "Kudo Shinichi is a detective."
"Kudo?" Officer Megure was stunned for a moment, "Are you from Yusaku?"
He looked at it carefully, then laughed heartily and patted Shinichi on the arm: "It's Yusaku's son Shinichi! It's been a long time since we last saw him, he's grown so big!"
Shinichi also smiled and nodded. The uncle and nephew reunited after a long absence, and there was an atmosphere of laughter and laughter.
The next second, Officer Megure grabbed Shinichi's arm and dragged him out of the bathroom.
"Aren't you still a high school student? Laymen, please don't destroy the scene!" Officer Megure said angrily.
This reminded him of the time when Yuzuo assisted the police in solving crimes, and the little devil followed his father around the crime scene all day long.
After all these years, nothing has changed.
After pulling Shinichi out, Officer Megure remembered that there was another person in the bathroom just now.
"Hey! Don't touch!" He plunged into the narrow bathroom again, trying to grab the other person with his right hand.
The moment before Officer Mumu met Yuan Huaiyu, Yuan Huaiyu turned around, took the extended hand, and nodded politely to Officer Mumu.
"Hello, police officer, my name is Yuan Huaiyu, and I am a teacher."