The Corpse Collector In Conan: One thousand six hundred and fifty-eight [rescue the plane]

The reporters in the front row chatted for a while, wiped off any poison that might have been on their bodies, and then began to type **** the keyboard to write a report.

The two of them heard such explosive news just now, and before they had time to watch the follow-up, they ran back immediately—the plane was almost arriving in Hokkaido, and before landing, they had to sort out what they had just heard and send it out quickly , so as not to be preempted by other people in the first class. There is too much material, even if the three of them divide the work, it is enough for them to immerse themselves in tidying up for a while.

The three people who were working hard didn't know how much their words just now had an impact on an innocent passenger in the back row.

Okiya Subaru: "..." My confidant wanted to go to the United States, but was stopped by his boss, and finally ruined his life because of this resistance?

Is it an illusion, the more you hear it, the more familiar it becomes... Uzo, Uzo is probably beating him again! Or was it just one of the beating plans originally reserved, and although he surrendered later, Uzo didn't bother to withdraw it?

No matter what, you can't ignore it when you see it.

Okiya Subaru silently took out his phone, turned on the airplane mode and clicked on the mailbox, first saved the draft in it, and planned to send this email to his boss as soon as it could be sent—[I have no interest in the United States now, I am not unwilling to stay in Japan for your service. It is my honor to be able to play value under your command. ]

After writing these few lines and glancing back, Okiya Subaru himself felt a little fake.

But if he doesn't express his opinion, he always feels that he can't feel at ease-for a madman like Wu Zuo who likes to use living people and murder cases to write emails to his subordinates...well, for such a genius script writer, if his subordinates are right His script doesn't say anything, it's almost like the boss sent an important message to the staff, and the staff didn't respond at all. It's okay to meet a magnanimous superior, but if you meet a fussy one, you might be written down in a small notebook.

Write, must write!

Okiya Subaru bit the bullet and wrote this email with 0 real feelings and 100% sincerity.

Okiya Subaru: "..." The only thing to be thankful for is that he booked the flight too late, did not reserve the WiFi service for this flight, and can't send emails now-just use this impeccable reason to calm down, Wait and see what the boss's purpose is, and then decide whether to post it, things may turn around.

…

Perhaps it was the similar prayers of different people that triggered some kind of wonderful effect.

As soon as Okiya Subaru thought about it, the next moment, things really took a turn for the better.

——The plane, which was flying steadily in the sky, suddenly dived downwards, and the feeling of weightlessness hit.

Okiya Subaru was wearing his seat belt all the time, luckily he didn't fly out. He firmly grasped the phone that was almost out of his hand, and his heart almost jumped out of his chest in an instant: "..." What's going on? ! This feeling of weightlessness... Could it be that the plane is really crashing? !

"After all, I still can't make it through. I shouldn't have written emails just now, and I should have used my precious time to write a suicide note... But why did the plane crash suddenly??" Okiya Subaru's face was pale, and his thoughts were chaotic :

"Could this be Uzo's real punishment for the traitor? Let me think that he forgives me for running away, and then when I thought I got a new life, I buried my dream on the plane... No, I To die is to die, but Jiang Xia and Ireland are still on the flight! Such an interesting two people want to die together? No way, this is not in line with the habits of the boss... Or is Uzo actually tired of playing, now Do you want to pack up and clean up the annoying things?"

A large number of messy thoughts flashed through Okiya Subaru's mind, and finally condensed into a silent cry: Help! !

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The other side.

Hashimoto Maya and Ireland, who were waiting quietly, were also disrupted by the sudden change. They also failed to stand firmly and fell in the cabin.

Hashimoto Maya got up in disgrace, silently tore off the cross on his chest, and "slapped" the thing used for prayer to the ground: I was looking for a turnaround, not a crash! It's not such a sudden turnaround!

Unlike this highly watered-down false believer, Ireland is completely atheistic.

He struggled to stand still, quickly rushed to the cockpit, and asked while running: "What's going on?!"

Before he got an answer, Ireland had already seen clearly what happened in the cockpit—the captain clutched his neck, twisted and struggled for a long time, and finally completely lost consciousness. He fell forward with a thud, hitting his head on the joystick. The body also pressed the dashboard.

The autopilot mode was released, and the plane dived all the way down, about to break through the clouds.

"..." Ireland wished to tear the unconscious **** captain into pieces, he scolded the stewardess standing beside him, "What are you doing in a daze, carry him away, let him roll away from the joystick How far!"

The stewardess was a little flustered and aggrieved: "I, I can't lift it, he is too heavy."

Ireland couldn't help scolding in a low voice: "Usually, when you women kill people and silence them, you are more efficient at transporting corpses and forging the scene. Now what can you say?"——and the one who bumped into him just now The female high school student, who looked so slender and weak, actually looked like a cannonball when he hit someone.

When Jiang Xia dodged swiftly just now, Ireland was still laughing in his heart at this high school student detective who was hopeless and anxious to dodge after being chased by a little girl. But after that, he realized that the detective was worthy of being a detective, he was good at accumulating experience, and he was also very smart.

Although Mao Lilan angered the stewardess ~IndoMTL.com~, but now is obviously not the time to be entangled in such trivial matters.

Ireland strode forward, picked up the captain who was pressing on the joystick, and threw it aside.

As soon as he got started, he realized that this kind of unconscious adult male was really heavy. Normally, he would lift two of them with one hand without much effort, but this time he pulled them hard, but the sudden pain made half of his body tremble.

——The day before yesterday, Ireland’s shoulder was just hit by an adult man who fell from the third floor. He was hit by an object of this height and weight. It was a fluke to save his life. Today happened to be injured When it is most sore and swollen.

And it's not just that, at noon yesterday, in order to avoid the person who fell from the building who was kicked towards him, he opened the injury again with violent movements. After lying down for a long time, my shoulders became more sore and painful as soon as I caught cold. In addition, I was hit by that female high school student in the corridor just now...

All kinds of terrible negative situations were superimposed. When Ireland rushed to the driver's seat and tried to pull the joystick, he lost his hand.