There are a total of 17 crew members on the huge Boeing 747-400D passenger aircraft.
But their mission today is different from usual, as they are only serving one man and one woman.
"Sir, welcome to this flight!"
At the entrance to the cabin, the young and beautiful chief steward, along with a group of flight attendants, warmly welcomed Sakaki Makoto's arrival.
They took the suitcases attentively and respectfully.
Um....
You are very polite.
It was just that he was too enthusiastic, which made Sakaki Makoto feel slightly uncomfortable.
He always feels...
I didn't take a plane, but went to some kind of club.
After being invited into first class...
The blonde woman leaning against the window, holding a glass of clear champagne in her hand, looked at him with interest.
Vermouth has changed back to the image of Chrissie Wynyard.
Her eyes lingered, staring at Sakaki Makoto's gloves. After a moment, she smiled, threw the plastic bag on her knees aside, and pointed to the single sofa in front of her:
"You're here early. Take a seat."
At this moment, there is still nearly an hour before the plane's scheduled take-off time. Even if there is no third person on board, we still have to wait here.
Sakaki Makoto didn't bother to be polite with her. He sat down carelessly, resting his chin with one hand, and asked:
"Is it credible?"
"Don't worry, this is the plane purchased by the organization..."
Vermouth took out a box of ladies' cigarettes from her bag and snapped her fingers.
Bang!
The flight attendant immediately brought an ashtray and lighter, then bowed and left.
"call..."
Vermouth exhaled a thin puff of white smoke towards the other side, with a calm expression:
"The cabin crew is the people who organize and arrange the flight. Usually, they travel around the flights and monitor celebrities at home and abroad..."
"When the backbone of the organization is in need and they have no tasks..."
“They will gather together to serve the backbone.”
"Serve?"
Sakaki Makoto could sense a hint of ambiguity in her tone.
“Yes, service…”
She smiled:
"Service in every sense of the word, as long as we give the order."
"after all..."
"They are also a means and tool used by the organization to control the upper class..."
Sakaki Makoto's frown caught her attention:
"Hate it?"
"I really don't like it."
Taking out a cigarette, Sakaki Makoto caught the lighter thrown by Vermouth and shook his head:
"But this is in line with the organization's consistent style."
"Try to squeeze out every single person's value..."
"I really don't agree with that."
“I hate it too…”
Vermouth glanced out the window at the dense night and the continuous hum of the plane's engine. She suddenly asked:
“Why do you want to go to the United States?”
"...Commission."
"Whose commission?"
"The client's commission."
Her long golden hair fluttered as she looked over with a faint smile on her lips:
"Personal problems will not receive assistance from the organization."
"But the Boss agreed. Do you know why?"
"You are here because of Boss's order, right?"
Instead of answering the question, Sakaki Makoto said calmly:
"Aren't you tired of testing again and again?"
“I’m tired.”
With her legs crossed in black silk stockings, Vermouth breathed a sigh of relief:
"But Boss is that kind of person."
"He's even more suspicious than Gin."
"I don't mind..."
Bang!
As he said that, Sakaki Makoto snapped his fingers.
The flight attendant who was waiting not far away, upon receiving the signal, immediately stepped forward and bowed:
"What can I do for you?"
"A bottle of mineral water, thank you."
"I see."
Ever since he learned that the cabin crew were personnel trained by the organization, Sakaki Makoto's tense nerves relaxed a lot.
The organization has no ill will towards him, they are just using him to catch the traitor.
"Don't you drink?"
Vermouth raised her champagne glass:
"The road is still long..."
“Extreme sports are not suitable for drinking.”
After flicking off the ash from his cigarette, Sakaki Makoto said with a smile:
"You and I are different..."
“It’s definitely different...”
She sighed for a long time, her eyes filled with indescribable sadness or sorrow:
"You better be careful."
“Time flies, it flies…”
"I'm the next one, who's the next one?"
She seemed to be talking to herself, but Sakaki Makoto could sense something strange.
Vermouth has something in mind, but she doesn't say it clearly...
The riddles are being played...
It becomes a little strange.
"The Boeing 747-400D is a passenger aircraft, right?"
Sakaki Makoto glanced at the luxurious cabin and asked:
"Why buy a passenger plane when there are better options for private jets?"
"because..."
Vermouth took a sip of champagne and said with a smile:
"This plane belongs to the airline, it's not really a private plane."
"Although this flight was added temporarily, but..."
“It has also gone through the public ticket sales stage.”
Public ticketing means publishing flight and seat information on the Internet and at airport ticket offices.
But...
If the flight from Tokyo to the United States had gone through the public ticket sales stage, how could there be only two of them?
Thinking of this...
Sakaki Makoto said:
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