Chapter 1470 1478 [Grayfield Ai: This is not superstition]
When he said this, Miss Anonymous and Xiaobai suddenly flashed through Conan's mind.
"..." He silently made a patch in his mind: Of course, if it was Miss Anonymous who could jump out of a car or a building without any injury, even without using anesthetics, she would probably be able to hold down the deceased and make him die without struggling. From this perspective, her use of anesthetics on others was actually quite considerate, at least it prevented the other person from getting hurt while struggling...
This thought flashed through his mind, and the next moment, Conan shook his head violently, throwing the strange idea out of the plane.
Beside him, Inspector Yasa agreed with Conan. He retorted to the male photographer: "These three passengers are all suspects."
After that, he glanced at Jiang Xia, then at Conan, and couldn't help muttering in his heart: "..." How many murders are there in Tokyo? He actually catches any student and thinks he is a detective.
...Well, only the little girl next to the high school detective looked normal. She was scared when she saw the corpse and clung to the detective tightly, which was quite cute.
The weak first-grade girl finally inspired Inspector Asa to fight: it was too cruel to let a child see a corpse. But this group of people couldn't be driven away... In this case, the only way was to hurry up and solve the case.
Thinking of this, he turned his head and swept his majestic eyes over the three suspects: "Can you tell me the specific time when you went to the bathroom and what each of you did?"
The male photographer muttered, "What else can you do in the bathroom? You must be going to the bathroom."
"..." Inspector Yasa had just been disturbed by two people who were old enough to be his sons. Suddenly, he noticed that there was another bystander standing here. He immediately turned his head and looked over. "You are so anxious to help solve the case. Do you want to be a suspect too?"
"No, no." The male photographer shrank his neck, "Please continue to ask."
The deceased's girlfriend wiped away her tears and tried to recall the scene at that time: "I was a little airsick and wanted to vomit, so I went to the bathroom. I don't remember the exact time. But, He Yang was still sitting next to me at that time, and he was still alive!"
The flight attendant beside me heard this and immediately remembered it. She nodded and testified: "The lady asked me for airsickness medicine, and the deceased was indeed sleeping in the seat next to her. But when I brought the medicine back, the gentleman had already left his seat. It should have been less than a minute."
Tachikawa Chizuru thought for a moment and said, "I don't quite remember the exact time, but I went to the bathroom about twenty minutes after Tuzuka drank the motion sickness medicine.
"I wasn't going to the bathroom. I just saw that Daying hadn't returned to his seat. I was worried that he might cause trouble outside, so I went to look for him. But at that time, he was still alive."
…
It had been some time since Inspector Yassa had handled a murder case himself.
Fortunately, there have been many murders in the UK, so he still has some impression of the process of solving the case.
He pulled out a notebook from somewhere and quickly wrote down the long-haired woman's words: "Are you sure he was still alive at that time? This is very important information."
"Of course." Tachikawa Chizuru nodded firmly, "At that time, I knocked on the door to ask if he was inside, and he knocked on the door impatiently to respond to me. After that, I went back to my seat. So it wasn't me and Tuftedo who killed him."
"Did he just knock on the door in response to you?" Jiang Xia quietly joined the conversation, smoothing out the possible detours that might be needed to solve the case. "If he didn't make a sound, how can you be sure that the person in the toilet is the deceased?"
Chizuru Tachikawa obviously had her own ideas: "Because there are four toilets in the plane, and the other three are empty, so Taiying will only be in the locked one. Otherwise, he can't run to another cabin."
Inspector Yasa also came to his senses and frowned: "That's not necessarily true! Maybe he really went somewhere else."
Chizuru Tachikawa argued: "Maybe he was in the toilet at that time, otherwise how could he die in the toilet?"
"..." Jiang Xia pointed to the side, "There is another suspect. Why don't we listen to what he says first?"
"Do I need to tell you that? Of course I know this." Inspector Yasa cleared his throat and ignored Chizuru Tachikawa. He turned his head and looked at the British passenger standing against the wall.
This passenger has been silent since he was brought here and has been very low-key.
Inspector Yasa: “…” Come to think of it, being so low-key seems a bit suspicious in itself?
He switched to English and asked suspiciously, "When did you go into the bathroom?"
The British passenger spoke with a thick London accent and was very frugal with words: "Sorry, I don't remember."
Inspector Yasa: “…”
Tsk, think about it carefully, most people rarely record the time to go to the toilet, they just go when they want to, and look at the clock. If they really report it accurately, it would be a bit suspicious.
…
The male photographer was not suspected at this time. He stood leisurely by and watched the fun, while offering advice: "Why ask so many questions? The murderer will definitely not admit it. It is better to just find the murder weapon! - The metal objects that can be brought on the plane are very limited. Moreover, flying in the sky is like a large airborne secret room. It is difficult to clean up the murder weapon. Searching him will definitely be more effective than your random guesses."
Jiang Xia was startled and turned to look at him: "You sound very experienced, have you been a detective before?"
The male photographer chuckled, "That's not the case. I often take photos of murders and have been to many crime scenes. By the way, do you remember the Ji Feng falling case at the Izu beach that you participated in? The victim fell from a height and was stabbed directly by the statue of a knight holding a sword up to the sky. That powerful picture was taken by me!"
Jiang Xia: “!”
Do you often go to crime scenes?
"I see." He was a little more enthusiastic than before. He reached out his hand to his waist and pulled out a piece of card like a magic trick. "Let's exchange business cards."
The male photographer's eyes lit up and he reached for his business card holder: Although he didn't want to be a humble photographer who had to fawn over people, he couldn't put on airs when such a famous detective took the initiative to exchange contact information with him.
Soon, the two people got each other's business cards, and their moods improved.
Huiyuan Ai, who watched the whole process, said: "..."
...Jiang Xia is really persistent about exchanging business cards.
As she thought about it, she walked over, stood on tiptoe, and tried to sneak a peek at the business card in Jiang Xia's hand.
She was also present at the case that the male photographer mentioned. When reading the newspaper afterwards, Huihara Ai was deeply impressed by the crazy and bloody photo in it.
Given her height, no matter how high Haibara Ai stands on tiptoe, she can't reach Jiang Xia's hand.
Fortunately, Jiang Xia noticed her action and took the initiative to lower his business card and showed it to her.
(End of this chapter)
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