The Corpse Collector In Conan: One thousand six hundred and fifty-four【Ireland’s heartbeat moment】

There are many actors on the plane, and there are always a few smart ones among them. They heard Jiang Xia recovering, and imitated Mu Shuli's way of pressing the tip of his nose.

Then suddenly realized the problem: "Could it be that the poison was on the sides of her nose? Whenever Mu Shuli goes out, she always wears makeup, so the poison is hidden in the foundation?!" The person with poison in the foundation in the tree... The crew members all looked at the makeup artist who exposed everyone's shortcoming.

The makeup artist froze in her seat, her heart stopped beating: "..." She acted so naturally just now, she was just a passerby who gloated after seeing her boss die, but why was she still suspected?

? Obviously there are so many other suspects around, each of them has more motivation than her... Impossible!

It is impossible for such a perfect and hidden criminal plan to be exposed so quickly! In full view, the eyes of the crowd almost scorched the make-up artist.

The examiner-like smile on the makeup artist's face disappeared, and he forced a smile: "Look at what I did, I didn't kill the person." Jiang Xia: "You have always been in charge of her makeup, and no one can do it except you. Touching such a private place. Otherwise, it couldn’t be that Mu Shuli’s active lover pinched her nose and smeared her with poison—according to what you said, since Mu Shuli hates him so much, he probably wouldn’t give him that an opportunity."

"Active lover" Kaito Kuroba: "..." Why do you keep pointing at me, this detective is so annoying! How long is it going to hold grudges? Isn't it just showing off the magic gun in front of him... The strange thief who was trapped on the plane sighed sadly, and decided not to mention the gun in front of Jiang Xia again.

Fortunately, although she was named by the detective, no one really thought that it was her old lover who killed Mu Shuli - because everyone had seen the interaction between the old lover and Mu Shuli.

After the lover got on the plane, he only touched Mu Shuli's hand, but never touched his nose. If he had poisoned Mu Shuli's hands, then during the long flight, Mu Shuli should have been poisoned long ago.

So there can only be one murderer—Mu Shuli never forgets to maintain her makeup, and there is no third person who can touch her nose on the plane except herself and the makeup artist.

After figuring out where the poison was poisoned, it became obvious who the real culprit was. The make-up artist thought about it herself, she stared at Jiang Xia with cold sweat on her hands, and her voice became sharp: "Don't talk nonsense without evidence! I'm not one of those little fanboys who post **** to your newspaper every day, pester me again, Be careful, I will sue you for slander!" Suzuki Sonoko glared at her dissatisfiedly: "When you admitted your motive just now, you were very open-minded, why have you become like this now?"

"So what if there is a motive! Evidence, I'm asking you for evidence of my murder!" What can it explain? I am indeed her makeup artist, but besides me, there is actually another person who can touch her nose, and that is herself!

"Couldn't it be suicide in Mu Shuli?

"An annoying guy like her suddenly felt the malice from the surroundings and couldn't think about it for a while, so he committed suicide in front of us. It's not impossible, anyway, today's poisonous eucalyptus has nothing to do with me! "Conan: "..." This person may have a lot in common with the Mumu Police Department and Uncle Mao Li.

Hope they will have a smooth meeting at the Metropolitan Police Department. Jiang Xia also looked at her a few more times: "..." It's been a long time since I met such a stubborn prisoner.

However, it is also good to change the taste occasionally, which can keep people fresh. The young detective then patiently said: "Unfortunately, this trip is completely closed to you, and your behavior is easy to track - if you poisoned before boarding the plane, just look for the airport trash can along the way , or check if there are any emails sent to other places in your name, and you can find the poisons that belong to you. However, judging from the time, you are more likely to be the poisons on and off the plane." The makeup artist bent her lips, showing A smile with a certain chance of winning: "So what do you want to say? You want to say that I threw the poisoned powder puff into the toilet and flushed it away after being poisoned? ——Hmph, what a pity, I'm just an innocent ordinary citizen. Poisoned anyone. If you don’t believe me, go and pick up all the blue ice discharged from the plane?” Ireland glanced at her: “…” His mood fluctuated all the way because of this idiot ...

"In the early years, the aircraft was indeed a straight discharge type, and the excrement would be directly thrown into the air and fell along the way. But later it was changed to internal storage." Ireland said coldly: "In the old-fashioned aircraft toilets, some are used to remove waste. The stinky fluid leaks sometimes, and what they mix with the excrement is what you call blue ice that falls from the sky. But that was a long time ago... over a year ago.

"Heh, you probably have read too many fake news about 'excrement falling from the sky and killing pedestrians', so you thought you were still using an inline plane. But in fact, this plane now..." He looked at the stewardess.

After watching the lively stewardess for a long time, he was swept away by his oppressive gaze, and hurriedly came back to his senses: "We have a special storage tank, which will not easily leak, and everything is still there, but... maybe Dirty." The poison may also be diluted with other fluids.

Ireland smiled gloatingly: "That's the police's business~IndoMTL.com~ After laughing, he suddenly remembered that this is not the attitude that good citizens should have towards the police, and he calmly restrained his smile: "If they I don't want to go digging through the toilet, just relying on those on the face of the deceased is barely enough. "

"..." Although there is still a big project in the follow-up, as the makeup artist asked

After the "evidence" was presented, she finally stopped resisting very virtuously, and Gu Dong knelt down on the ground.

"Actually, I originally wanted to kill her elsewhere. Those places have a lot of people and it is easy to dispose of the evidence. But this time in the first class, it is rare that so many people who have enemies with her gather together. It is easy to kill her. I really don't want to miss this opportunity, so..." After the makeup artist finished speaking, she hammered the ground angrily: "I really regret that I didn't choose a good plan, but I don't regret killing her! This The **** ruined my long-held dream!

"I have longed for Hollywood since I was a child. After I embarked on the road of makeup, I even aspired to become a Hollywood makeup artist. For this dream, I went to a beauty school in Los Angeles for further study. I overcame various difficulties and learned fluent English..."