Chapter 16461654 [Irish Heart-beating Moment]
There were many actors on the plane, and there were always a few smart ones among them. When they heard Jiang Xia's restored movements, they pressed the tip of their noses like Mu Shuli did when he was alive.
Then he suddenly realized the problem: "Could the poison be placed on both sides of her nose? Whenever Maki Shuli goes out, she always wears makeup, so the poison must be hidden in the foundation?!"
And the one who could add poison to Mu Shuli's foundation...
All the crew members looked at the makeup artist who had exposed everyone's shortcomings.
The makeup artist froze in her seat, her heart skipping a beat: "..." She had acted so naturally just now, like a passerby who was gloating over her boss's death, but why was she still suspected? ?
There are so many other suspects around, and each of them has a stronger motive than her... Impossible! Such a perfect and hidden criminal plan cannot be revealed so quickly!
The makeup artist was almost burnt to a crisp by the public’s gazes.
The examiner-like smile on the makeup artist's face disappeared, and he forced a smile: "Why are you looking at me? I didn't kill anyone."
Jiang Xia: "You have always been in charge of her makeup. No one else can touch such private parts except you. Otherwise, it couldn't be that Maki Shuli's current lover flirted with her and pinched her nose and smeared the poison on her - according to what you said, since Maki Shuli hates him so much, she would not give him that opportunity."
"Current lover" Kuroba Kaito: "..." Why do you always point fingers at me? This detective is so annoying! How long will he hold a grudge against me? I just showed off my magic gun in front of him... The thief trapped on the plane sighed sadly and decided not to mention the gun in front of Jiang Xia again.
Fortunately, although the detective named him, no one thought that it was her old lover who killed Mu Shuli - because everyone saw the interaction between the old lover and Mu Shuli. After the lover got on the plane, he only touched Mu Shuli's hand and never touched her nose. If he had poisoned Mu Shuli's hand, then during the long flight, the poison should have taken effect on Mu Shuli.
So the murderer could only be one person - Makiri never forgot to maintain her makeup, and there was no third person who could touch her nose on the plane except herself and the makeup artist. After figuring out the location of the poison, it was clear who the real murderer was.
The makeup artist herself had thought of this. Her hands were covered in sweat as she stared at Jiang Xia. Her voice became sharper: "Don't talk nonsense without evidence! I'm not one of those little fans who stare at your newspaper every day. If you keep pestering me, I'll sue you for defamation!"
Suzuki Sonoko glared at her in dissatisfaction: "When you admitted your motive just now, you were very open-minded, why are you like this now?"
"So what if I have a motive! Evidence, I'm asking you for evidence that I killed someone!"
The makeup artist snorted coldly: "I know that there must be some poison left in the makeup powder on the side of the deceased's nose, but what does this prove? 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 Maki Shuri have committed suicide?
"A person as annoying as her suddenly felt the malice coming from the people around her and couldn't think straight, so she committed suicide in front of us. This is not impossible. Anyway, today's poisoning case has nothing to do with me!"
Conan: "..." This person might have a lot in common with Inspector Megure and Uncle Mori. I hope they can meet smoothly 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. But it's 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 took the drugs before boarding the plane, you can find the drugs that belong to you by searching the airport trash cans along the way, or checking if there are any emails sent to other places in your name. However, judging from the time, it is more likely that you took the drugs on the plane."
The makeup artist curled her lips and showed a confident smile: "So what do you want to say? You want to say that I poisoned the powder puff and flushed it down the toilet? - Humph, what a pity, I'm just an ordinary citizen with a clean record. I have never poisoned anyone. If you don't believe me, go pick up all the blue ice that was discharged from the plane and see?"
Ireland glanced at her: "..." Just because of this idiot, his mood fluctuated all the way...
"In the early years, airplanes were indeed of the direct discharge type, where the excrement would be directly released into the air and fall along the way. But later on, it was changed to internal storage."
Ireland said coldly: "In old-fashioned airplane toilets, some deodorizing liquids sometimes leak, and what they mix with excrement is the blue ice that falls from the sky as you said. But that was a long time ago... more than a year ago.
"Oh, you probably read too much fake news like 'excrement falling from the sky and killing pedestrians', so you thought that the current aircraft is still in the straight-displacement type. But in fact, this aircraft now..."
He looked at the stewardess.
After watching the busy flight attendant for a long time, she was quickly brought to her senses by his oppressive gaze: "We have special storage tanks and leaks won't happen easily. Everything is still there, but... it may be dirty." The poison may also be diluted by other liquids.
Ireland gave a gleeful laugh. "That's a matter for the police."
After laughing, he suddenly remembered that this was not the attitude a good citizen should have towards the police, so he calmed down and said, "If they don't want to search the toilet, the ones on the dead person's face will be enough."
“…”
Although there was still a big project to follow, as the "evidence" requested by the makeup artist was presented, she finally stopped resisting and fell to her knees.
"In fact, I originally wanted to kill her somewhere else. There are a lot of people in those places, and it is also convenient to dispose of the evidence. But this time in the first-class cabin, there are so many people who have grudges against her gathered together, it is easy to draw suspicion to someone else. I really don't want to miss this opportunity, so..."
The makeup artist pounded the ground angrily after saying this: "I do regret not choosing the right plan, but I don't regret killing her! This bastard ruined my long-cherished dream!
"I have longed for Hollywood since I was a child. After I started working on makeup, I was determined to become a Hollywood makeup artist. In order to realize this dream, I went to a beauty school in Los Angeles for further studies. I overcame various difficulties and learned fluent English..."
(End of this chapter)
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