Conan’s Corpse Picker - Chapter 1660

Chapter 1660 Chapter 1660 [Ireland’s good card]

Suzuki Sonoko looked at Maya Hashimoto sympathetically: “Are you afraid of the scene of the crime? It seems that you haven’t exercised too much—you should go to the scene of the murder when you have time. In that case, you will meet someone who needs first aid in the future , you can go boldly.”

Maya Hashimoto: “…” Murder scene? What the **** are you doing in that kind of place, brushing Uzo? Even if you are lucky enough to encounter a case that has nothing to do with Uzo, those policemen will be difficult to deal with.

Although she felt that the female high school student’s suggestion could be completely ignored, Hashimoto Maya could only smile: “Thank you for the suggestion, I will try my best.”

When Maya Hashimoto was dealing with high school girls.

Beside   , two other people are also chatting.

—The stewardess remembered that she couldn’t lift the captain for a long time, but Ireland picked him up and threw him aside. Although I don’t know why the enthusiastic passenger’s face seemed to be slightly distorted after doing this, but anyway, this kind passenger has helped a lot.

The stewardess said with emotion: “Thank you, you are such a nice person.”

Ireland: “…?”

He has never been issued a good person card by anyone, and when he heard this grateful thank you, his teeth suddenly became gritty: “…” Is Uzo deliberately disgusting him?

But at the same time, seeing the grateful look of the stewardess, Ireland was secretly vigilant again: what he did just now was unavoidable, and he must reduce his sense of existence in the future, so as not to let more people notice him—if there are more people until the plane lands smoothly Afterwards, several people promoted him as an “enthusiastic citizen” by coincidence, and finally made the news, and things became troublesome.

When Maya Hashimoto and Ireland were chatting.

At the door of the cab, in the shadows behind the curtains.

A small shadow was hiding there, watching quietly.

It’s rare for Conan not to make a high-profile fix, and in this accident, under Ireland’s nose, he behaved a little like a normal kid.

After all, the famous detective’s intuition told him that if he made a high profile again, before he could resolve the crisis, an anesthetic needle would strike from a dark corner, making him unable to be a spectator, so he could only look forward to it afterwards. Listen to the scene of discovery in someone else’s mouth—like just now.

Conan: “…” Don’t be in a hurry, just hide and collect clues secretly. In addition, this group of people on the plane must have hidden many secrets, and these relationships must be straightened out first.

For example, the respective positions of “that lord”, Anonymous, and the tall man in black, and what they are doing… By the way, there is also Kidd. Speaking of which, where did Kidd go? Could it be that he really gave up stealing?

When Conan was thinking seriously, he moved a little further back and sat on the passenger seat near the driver’s cab.

Kaito Kuroba was wearing an actor’s disguise, holding his chin, and looked at the first-grade child at the door of the cab in surprise: “…” How did this guy wake up so quickly?

For people who don’t smoke or drink, the effect of anesthetics should be better, not to mention Conan’s weight is so light. In theory, the effect of various drugs should be doubled when used on him.

But now, not long after the anesthesia injection, why did the detective wake up? It’s almost like being resistant…

Kaito Kuroba sighed.

Unfortunately, Conan only had one needle in his anesthesia watch, and he was unable to steal a spare.

And luckily…hehe, isn’t it just anesthesia needles, he also secretly brought a few.

Kaito Kuroba twirled a thin needle on his fingertips boredly, staring at the mini-detective, a sinister glint of a villain flashed in his eyes.

Ahead.

Although Conan saw Kidd’s disguised “Xinzhuang Gong” sitting in the guest seat, he always felt that Kidd didn’t like to stab people with anesthesia needles. Zha’s name is unknown.

Of course, whether it’s Kidd or Anonymous, Conan feels that they can barely be regarded as allies against the backdrop of Ireland and the mysterious cadre hiding behind the scenes.

So, compared to the faint gaze from behind, Conan’s eyes are now focused on the cockpit.

He hid in the corner and looked at Hashimoto Maya, then at Ireland, and finally his eyes fell on Ireland.

“I remember when the captain was poisoned just now, after this “Mr. Edward” rushed into the cockpit, he seemed to blurt out a sentence, “How is it possible, is that guy crazy?”—Who is “that guy” referring to?”

Conan stroked his chin with his fingertips, and quickly speculated:

“No matter how I think about it, it seems to be referring to the mysterious cadre who asked the woman in black to give me a passport, that is, the “sir” that the woman in black said.

“This accident is related to him again?…But whether it is this time or the previous few times, except for Edward who always appears at the scene of the crime, I have not found any other suspicious factors. Even Edward’s experience itself, It can also be explained by simple ‘bad luck’.”

“If it weren’t for Edward’s identity as a suspected member of the organization and the fact that the woman in black had actually appeared, I would never have found any problems in this series of events, and I might even suspect that Edward was unlucky enough to trigger his persecution paranoia. ”

Conan frowned after thinking about it: “So how did ‘that lord’ do it? Is he or his subordinates also on the plane now?”

He tried to reconstruct what happened just now.

Then I was disappointed to find: no clues, or no clues—it’s not that I can’t think of which elements can affect the direction of the case, but on the contrary, there are too many similar elements.

Because of this, each link, each time point, and each person can lead to countless possible directions, and the results of events are ever-changing. The result of each case is made up of countless accidental coincidences.

“If the case is really manipulated by humans, then it is impossible for the black hand behind the scenes to push a case to this level without contacting all the people involved in the case-one time can be said to be good luck, but if along the way Cases like this happen again and again, which is really beyond my imagination.”

Conan couldn’t help but have other thoughts: “Could it be a coincidence, or ‘that lord’ only arranged one or two accidents against Edward, and the rest of the series of things were caused by Edward himself. Unlucky?”

The clues of “that lord” are really too difficult to find.

Conan had no choice but to recall all the passengers he had seen in the first class, especially everyone’s reaction to the crash.

Then two suspicious persons were slowly locked in my mind:

Edward, and the ‘Mr. George’ who is said to be a medical student.

—Sure enough, no matter how you look at it, these two people are still the biggest problem.

(end of this chapter)