Chapter 1633 1641 [Irish Heritage] Ask for monthly ticket (〃〃)
On the plane, Mu Shuli yawned, unbuckled his seat belt, and planned to wash his face to wake himself up.
But at this moment, a person suddenly walked in the aisle and half-knelt beside her: "You are Miss Maki Juri, right? I have seen your dramas and I am a loyal fan of yours - can you sign an autograph for me?"
"..." Maki Shuri frowned impatiently. She hated those ordinary fans who wanted autographs and photos, took up her time and brought no benefit to her. The words "No, don't bother me" were already on the tip of her tongue.
But before he opened his mouth, Makishuri glanced at the man who wanted his autograph and found that he seemed to be a mixed-race person, good-looking, and could be considered a foreign friend. Makishuri's tone of refusal softened a little: "I didn't bring my autograph board, maybe next time."
"It's okay, I brought it." Hashimoto Maya was prepared. She reached back and took out a blank signature board that she had prepared earlier.
Maki Shuli: “…” Tsk.
She took the board and suddenly remembered: "I didn't bring a pen."
Hashimoto Maya was startled. There was a raised area next to the signature board, and he originally thought that there was a signature pen there. But now that he looked carefully, he realized that the merchant was not so conscientious. It was just a pen holder, and he had to prepare the pen himself.
Just as they were thinking about where to get a pen, the makeup artist from Mushuli suddenly came over. The makeup artist's seat was relatively close to them, and she had heard the movement here a long time ago.
The makeup artist obediently handed Mu Shuli a signature pen: "You can use this."
Mu Shuli sneered: "You are so considerate." He will find an excuse to deduct your performance when he gets back.
She impatiently wrote her name in the autograph book, and Hashimoto Maya saw this and took the opportunity to ask, "Can I ask why you are taking this flight?"
Maki Junri's patience had been completely exhausted. She finished writing casually, threw the board back, and said to drive him away: "Okay, now that you've got the autograph, don't bother me anymore. Since you're also going to fly to Japan, you'd better learn this culture of not disturbing celebrities. Otherwise, people will think you've never seen the world."
“…”
Hashimoto Maya was a little confused and a little angry after being scolded. Although he would not kill anyone because of this, he was a member of the organization after all, and the basic form of his anger was to politely have some murderous intentions.
Next to Maki Shuri, a detective who was sleeping soundly moved slightly and turned his face slightly towards this side.
Hashimoto Maya was startled by the slight noise and came back to his senses. He caught the autographed copy that was thrown to him, apologized, and humbly retreated.
After taking a few steps, Hashimoto Maya couldn't help but look back at Maki Juri, still feeling frightened.
Hashimoto Maya: "..." Normally, you won't meet a guy who speaks so harshly among a hundred people. And now, I just met him as soon as I got in touch with Wu Zuo, and I secretly wanted to kill him... The timing is too coincidental! It's hard not to suspect that this is Wu Zuo's conspiracy!
Fortunately, I was prepared. I would never kill people at random, and now that I know Wuzo is setting up a trap nearby, I will be even less likely to do so. The basic rules for dealing with Wuzo are still useful. After all, I am not Wuzo's main target. As long as I pay attention to restraint, there will be no big problem.
Maya Hashimoto quickly sat down and quickly reduced her presence.
The first few rows, at an angle he couldn't see.
The sleeping detective opened his eyes at some point.
Jiang Xia turned around and glanced in the direction of Hashimoto Maya across the seat.
Jiang Xia: “…” Ireland’s own murderous aura didn’t smell very good, but his little brother’s taste was actually quite good - it seemed to taste like iced black tea.
Although it tastes a little less sugar and is a little astringent, it becomes normal when mixed with the sweet murderous aura. It is refreshing and relieves greasiness. I think it will be very good... I think ghosts will like it very much.
And this cup of iced black tea looks very tactful: it quickly produces murderous aura, and then the murderous aura falls off inexplicably, and can be picked up directly. There is no need for the psychic to knock or pull it manually, it is fully automatic production - although it lacks a little bit of the fun of picking, but who doesn't like the free high-end murderous aura.
Jiang Xia: "..." I don't know if I can talk to Ireland and ask him to come over to use. It would be a waste to keep him in Ireland anyway, so it's better to let him bloom to his greatest value under the hands of the psychic.
...Unfortunately, Ireland will not let him go. At present, he trusts this little brother very much. In other words, the new little brother must have something on Ireland, and Ireland will never let him fall into Uzo's hands.
But it's not a big problem. Since Ireland has started to pay attention to Conan, he may not live for much longer. When he is gone, his younger brother will naturally become his inheritance and be redistributed. When the time comes, ask the boss for it, and the problem will be solved.
Jiang Xia stretched and decided to find some unused things to give to the boss. This way, he would feel more justified when he asked for gifts in return.
…
Maya Hashimoto sat in her seat, feeling a chill on her back.
He couldn't help but grab the blanket that was already wrapped up to his chin and pulled it up again. A bad feeling welled up in his heart: "..." No way, it couldn't be that Wuzo really targeted him just because he was walking in the corridor for a while.
Uzo will not kill people directly, but he can invisibly manipulate some murderers to do his own thing.
Even if we can't defend against Uzo, we should at least defend against those murderers...
Thinking of this, Maya Hashimoto began to review her previous behavior, wondering who she might have offended.
Soon, combined with some recent homicide reports that he had crammed, he had a vague idea: "Could it be that there is a fanatical fan of Maki Shuri on this plane, and my act of asking for an autograph has angered that hidden pervert?"
...It's possible. Very likely!
Thinking of this, Hashimoto Maya no longer had any desire to sleep: Although it would be difficult for ordinary people to deal with him, it would not be impossible to succeed if they used the right method and attacked him secretly while he was sleeping.
While he was rehearsing various moves to defend against assassination in his mind, he was secretly thinking about who this "pervert" was most likely to be.
Soon, Hashimoto Maya thought of something. He turned his head and looked through the gap between the seats at the old lover who had just kissed the back of Makiri's hand.
…
Kidd was wearing a disguise and was sitting in his seat obediently, distracted, when he was suddenly stared at in a subtle way.
Kuroba Kaito: “…”
He pretended not to notice the stare from the front, but he couldn't help but be alert in his heart: What are you looking at? Such a hostile gaze... Could it be that this guy has discovered that he is Kaito Kidd?
Kuroba Kaito actually had some impression of the mixed-race guy in the front row.
He had met Ireland and Maya Hashimoto in the restaurant before, and then discovered that Maya Hashimoto had a parachute in her bag - this was obviously not something an ordinary passenger should prepare.
(End of this chapter)
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