Conan’s Corpse Picker

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 is convenient for him at this time.

In the dim cabin, Jiang Xia glanced left and right. When no one was paying attention, he opened his rebellious brother's mouth and threw in an instant sleeping pill.

After all, Dr. A Li's anesthesia 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's medicine-feeding techniques are quite skillful.

After throwing away the sleeping pill without leaving any trace, he quickly dispersed the puppets 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. He opened his eyes with excitement and said sharply: "It seems something happened!"

As he said this, he pushed the "sleeping" Jiang Xia, trying to wake him up.

After pushing, 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 stumbled over him, and Gululu 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.

He listened to the commotion coming from the toilet, and his expression gradually changed from blank to serious, "Something happened?"

There was a vague commotion in the direction of the back 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 fun and barely maintained order.

Not long after, the onboard 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 I have encountered many seriously ill people." Although so far, most of them have not been able to 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 had some other 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 flight attendant looked around and saw no doctor standing up, so she sighed, "Then I'll trouble you."

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 the 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.

I saw that in the narrow bathroom, the toilet seat was closed. A man slumped down on it. He was lying on his lap with his upper body lying in front of him, his posture was weird, and his face could not be seen. Only the knitted hat on his head was extremely conspicuous.

There are not many people who insist on wearing hats on the plane, let alone knitted hats.

Just by looking at the hat, it was not difficult to identify the deceased as the man who had sprayed smoke at him across the aisle.

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 on his body.

The fatal wound was on the back of his head, a bottomless pinhole. After the corpse sat upright, there was a relatively fresh blood stain 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."

Tell the flight attendants too much and have to say it again later. It's better to wait for the police who can take care of things 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 to take pictures, and secretly observed the scene.

At the same time, he couldn't help but think: He was so confused before. It seems that if we encounter similar situations in the future, we should take Jiang Xia to visit the crime scene more often. At least Jiang Xia is willing to take him into the scene...