There were many empty seats on this plane, and there were especially many empty seats next to Okiya Subaru.
Jiang Xia is not sure whether Okiya Subaru has realized the convenience of being alone.
But obviously, this was more convenient for him at this time.
In the dim cabin, Jiang Xia glanced around. When no one was paying attention, he opened the rebellious boy's mouth and threw in an instant sleeping pill.
After all, Dr. A Li's anesthetic needle is concealed, but its effect is too mysterious. I don't know how long it will take to faint. It would be more accurate to add some other medicine.
After all, I have been in the organization for a while, and I have learned a lot of strange techniques. Jiang Xia is quite proficient in the drug-feeding techniques.
After throwing away the sleeping pill without leaving any trace, he quickly dispersed the puppet and returned to his true body.
…
At this time, affected by the screams from behind the cabin just now, the surrounding environment became increasingly noisy.
Before Jiang Xia opened her eyes, she found that Conan next to her had woken up.
Conan had already made up for the sleep he had missed on the plane.
At this time, he noticed something strange, and he opened his eyes with agitation, his eyes sharp: "It seems something happened!"
As he spoke, he pushed the "sleeping" Jiang Xia, trying to wake him up.
After pushing it, Conan suddenly thought of something and quickly retracted his hand, feeling a little regretful.
He was tiptoeing, trying to slip through the gap between Jiang Xia's legs and the front seat.
At this time, Jiang Xia suddenly opened his eyes and stretched.
Conan suddenly tripped over him and rolled towards the corridor. Before his face hit the ground, Jiang Xia carried him back by the collar and put him back on his seat.
"Why are you kicking me? You even kicked yourself down." Jiang Xia looked at his calf accusingly, as if he had just woken up and his mind was not online. It took him a second to come back to his senses.
As he listened to the commotion coming from the toilet, his expression gradually changed from blank to serious, "Something happened?"
There was a faint commotion coming from the direction of the rear toilet.
Several staff members gathered around, discussing something in panic and low voices. At the same time, they stopped the passengers who wanted to go over to watch the excitement, and barely maintained order.
Not long after, the on-board announcement rang, and the flight attendant’s gentle voice contained a hint of panic: “There is an emergency patient in the cabin. If there are medical staff on board, please contact us immediately. Thank you for your help.”
Another flight attendant happened to be passing by.
Jiang Xia grabbed her and started to help herself: "Well, the doctor doesn't have it, can the detective do it? - I happen to know a little bit of first aid knowledge and have encountered many seriously ill people." Although so far, most of them have failed.
Come to life.
But on the other hand, he didn't lie. He was definitely experienced.
…
Jiang Xia said exactly what Conan was thinking.
The fake primary school student immediately nodded in support: "Brother Jiang Xia is amazing! And he is also very good at handling murder cases."
Conan actually always had a different hunch: maybe what made the flight attendants so commotion was not a seriously ill patient - their screams just now, and their subsequent treatment and reaction, were completely like they were facing a dead person.
In other words, a murder may have just occurred on the "airplane", a huge secret room in the sky.
While he was angry at the criminal's unscrupulous hands, as a 24k pure detective, Conan was inevitably excited. He couldn't wait to swipe Jiang Xia's face and sneak into the death scene to take a look.
"...Detective? No wonder he looks familiar."
The stewardess looked around and saw no doctor standing up, so she sighed and said, "I'll bother you then."
After hesitating for a moment, she leaned down again and whispered to the detective who looked too young:
"Actually, I can't say he's an emergency patient. Although I didn't dare to take a closer look, I always felt... Oh, forget it, you'll know when you come over and take a look."
…
Jiang Xia stood up, Conan hid in his shadow, and the two followed the stewardess one after another, and soon arrived at the toilet door at the back of the cabin.
In the front row, Hui Yuan Ai was keenly aware of the movement. She yawned, scratched the back of her chair, and glanced back.
Discovering that Jiang Xia had gone to the center of the riot, Hui Yuan Ai tilted his head in confusion, jumped out of his stool, and trotted after him.
After running a few steps, she suddenly remembered something, her eyes twitched, and she turned back to her seat to find Dr. Ali.
…
Behind the cabin, near several toilets.
Several stewardesses gathered around the door, not daring to go in or leave, so they crowded together.
Seeing their colleagues approaching with "professionals", they subconsciously made way for them.
Jiang Xia nodded and greeted the staff, walked to the door and took a look inside.
In the narrow bathroom, the toilet seat was closed, and a man was sitting on it. His upper body was lying on his lap, his posture was weird, and his face was invisible. Only the knitted hat on his head was extremely conspicuous.
There are not many people who still insist on wearing hats on the plane, let alone knitted hats.
Just by looking at the hat, it was not difficult to recognize that the deceased was the man who blew smoke at him across the aisle just now.
Jiang Xia: "..." How dare you be so arrogant in front of Conan...
He walked in with some regret and made a brief inspection: compared with other hideous-looking dead people, the man in front of him did not have much blood stains on his body.
The fatal wound was on the back of the head, a bottomless pinprick. After the body sat upright, there was a relatively fresh bloodstain on the wall behind him.
After a brief inspection, Jiang Xia quickly retreated from the crime scene.
Under the watchful eyes of a group of flight attendants, he simply said, "He has been dead for some time. The specific time of death may have been an hour or two ago."
You have to tell the flight attendants too much, and you will have to repeat it again later. It is better to wait for the police who can take charge of the matter to arrive, and then move forward together.
Just then, someone next to him tugged on his sleeve.
Haihara Ai followed me at some point. She raised a heavy camera and handed it to Jiang Xia: "I found it from Dr. A Li. Let's take pictures and preserve the scene first."
Jiang Xia: "..." Why have you become so skilled?
He touched Haihara Ai's fluffy head, secretly compared the feel with the cat, then took the camera and handed it to Conan: "I'll leave this job to you."
The flight attendants followed his hand and looked down at the first-grade child, then raised their heads in shock and looked at Jiang Xia again: "???"
Conan didn't pay attention to their strange looks, he happily responded, carried his camera, walked in and took pictures, while secretly observing the scene.
At the same time, he couldn't help but think: He was so confused before. It seems that if he encounters a similar situation in the future, he should take Jiang Xia to visit the crime scene more often. At least Jiang Xia is willing to take him into the scene...
