Chapter 1652: The Dark Side (First Update, Please Subscribe)
Sydney Airport is the largest airport in the Kingdom of Australia. Over the years, most flights from the Empire to Asia have stopped at this airport for refueling.
Airport police boarded the Pacific Airlines plane soon after it landed at the airport today.
The customs inspector's office suddenly became unusually quiet. At the desk in front of the inspector's desk sat a detective from the Airport Authority Police Department. In front of him was the list of passengers on the Pacific Airlines flight.
The customs inspector stood aside, frowning. The captain and the stewardess who was in charge of the first-class lounge sat on two chairs against the wall.
There was a police officer in uniform standing at the door. When the detective saw the list, he was stunned at first, then he said.
"Is it that Wang Songping?"
"Yes, the former president of Umbrella Corporation!"
Hearing this, the detective was silent for a moment, looked at the customs inspector, and asked in a suspicious tone.
"You just said that after the plane landed, two people got off the plane, walked straight through the corridor that was off-limits to passengers, entered the customs inspection area, and then disappeared, right?"
The bewildered customs inspector shook his head and said:
"That's true, but I don't understand why they disappeared. It's never happened before."
The detective turned around and asked the stewardess:
"Miss, you do believe that these two people were drunk at the time? Are you sure?"
The girl replied:
"That's what I thought at the time. But after thinking about it, I don't think so now. They both drank a lot of alcohol at the time. I'm sure of that. They can't fake it because I was the one who poured the wine for them. They drank about a bottle and a half of whiskey. They looked drunk at the time, but they didn't cause any trouble."
"Could they have just dumped the wine out? I mean, they didn't really drink it."
The stewardess asked:
“Where would they pour the wine?”
"I don't know about that. Like, pouring the wine into the ashtray, into the seat cushions, and so on. What's on the cabin floor?"
The machine replied:
"Carpet."
The detective said to the officer standing by the door:
"Contact your people immediately and ask them to check the carpets, chair cushions, and ashtrays in the cabin. Pay special attention to the left side of the small area of the cabin that is cordoned off from passengers near the cockpit. Just feel it and see if it's damp. Report to me as soon as you've found it."
The officer said, “Yes!”
He immediately closed the door and left.
The captain said in an uncertain tone:
"Inspector, I think people have different alcohol tolerances."
The detective nodded:
"It's different. But if we drink the amount this lady said, everyone would get drunk, or at least almost drunk."
The captain said:
"In fact, this case has nothing to do with people's alcohol tolerance. Now it is clear that these two people disappeared after getting off the plane, as you said. They should be the murderers. I think all this was premeditated."
The detective thought for a moment and said.
"It's hard to say that the alcohol problem has nothing to do with this case. This case is similar to some cases we've seen before in terms of methods. In our line of work, we'll encounter all kinds of unexpected situations. There's a group of mentally abnormal people who are mentally ill but very rich. They like to take supersonic passenger planes and travel around the world to seek excitement. This is also a symptom of mental illness. Some people rely on drinking, and some people rely on taking narcotics. In short, they want to get a kind of pleasure like flying in the clouds and put their minds in a state of excitement. As far as we know, the two people we're paying attention to now don't know the deceased at all. The stewardess also said that she saw with her own eyes that the two of them had no contact with the deceased from the beginning until later. So why did they disappear?"
Since she disappeared, she naturally became a suspect and naturally became the subject of his investigation.
"Now all I care about is who killed him and why he was murdered."
"I think there must be a lot of people who want to kill him. After all..."
At this moment, the indoor phone rang and the customs inspector went to answer it. After listening to the other party's words, his face changed slightly, and then he handed the phone to the detective and said:
"It was the Executive Yuan that called you."
"Executive Yuan?"
The detective took the phone with some confusion and said.
"I am Li Kehui from the Airport Authority Police Department. Yes, I am in charge of this case now. Yes, the identity of the deceased has been confirmed. Yes, it is Wang Songping, a citizen of the Empire and former president of the Umbrella Corporation."
The other party said on the phone:
"Well, okay, I understand. I heard that the deceased died of a heart attack, right?"
Li Kehui interrupted and said:
"The cause of death is still uncertain. We are still waiting for the results of the forensic examination. Please wait a moment."
At this time, the door opened and a police officer in uniform came in. Inspector Li asked:
“Did you find anything?”
“The lounge carpet and chair cushions were soaked.”
Inspector Li raised his eyebrows and said:
"That means these two men didn't drink at all."
He nodded to the police officer and picked up the phone again:
"Sir, although the forensic results have not yet come out, I think the deceased is likely to have died of..."
Before he could finish, the person on the other end of the phone said.
"The forensic results are out. He died of a heart attack."
"What?"
Li Kehui said in surprise.
"How come I don't know? How come the results from the forensic department came out so quickly?"
"Inspector Li, the chief of police will call you later. Okay, that's it."
Afterwards, the silent tone on the phone stunned Li Kehui for a long time. He looked at the hung up call with a frown. When he hung up the phone, the captain spoke again.
"That guy has done so many things. I heard that he was also involved in causing the stock market crash. I don't know how many people lost their fortunes because of it. People who know him must want him dead..."
The captain's words made Li Kehui's heart tremble slightly. When he thought about the call he had received before, he suddenly realized that this matter was not as simple as he had imagined.
The Executive Yuan actually called directly. At this moment, the phone rang again. Li Kehui picked up the phone directly. It was indeed a call from the director. After picking up the phone, he heard the director say.
"Okay, it's basically confirmed that the deceased died of a heart attack. Please issue a report as soon as possible, okay?"
After hesitating for a moment, Li Kehui said.
"Yes, I understand..."
(End of this chapter)
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