Although it was not a big deal to go to the other side of the ocean to receive the award, Kang Mucheng was worried about Jian Jing going alone, so he arranged a business trip.

It was another long-distance flight.

The only difference from the previous one was that there were more people.

Kang Mucheng was going to discuss some cooperation with American publishers this time, so he brought his assistant, secretary, translator and lawyer with him.

Diane was most grateful that her boss was not stingy.

In theory, secretaries and assistants could only sit in economy class - my God, sitting in a cramped economy class seat on a long-distance flight of more than ten hours would really be a death sentence - but Kang Mucheng let her book a business class seat.

At this moment, the plane has been delayed for 30 minutes. Diane sat on the soft chair in the VIP lounge, but she was not impatient at all.

It was the working hours that were delayed, which was great.

"Diane." She was too naive. How could the boss allow employees to slack off with pay? Kang Mucheng said to her, "Can you do me a favor?"

Diane: Can I say no?

"Okay, boss." She mechanically remembered and answered smoothly.

Kang Mucheng handed her an original English book: "Read this, when we go to meet the writer, maybe I will need your help."

Diane: "..." Although she did well in the IELTS, she hadn't done reading comprehension for a long time.

"Okay, Mr. Kang." Although her heart was broken, the social animal still agreed with a smile.

Of course, the boss not only assigned people to work, he also opened his notebook and looked at some information with a focused look on his face.

"Is there any difference between working overtime in the waiting room and working overtime in the office?" The little princess asked teasingly, pouring espresso on the ice cream ball.

Boss: "It can't be called overtime during working hours on weekdays."

The little princess: "..."

Diane: Oh!

She opened the English book distractedly and chewed the raw meat with difficulty.

"Click, click", a little kid in leather shoes ran back and forth in the smooth hall, giggling from time to time, like a noisy little duck.

Diane turned her head silently.

A beautiful woman came over and said to Little Duck, "Baby, your mom is calling you."

"Mommy." Little Duck turned his head and went to a chair not far away. The elegant and delicate woman waved at him. He giggled and spread his arms to embrace her.

"Children are just a little noisy." The beautiful woman sat down. Her dark and shiny hair looked like silk under the light, and a faint fragrance came from her.

The fragrance was full of fragrance.

Diane was secretly shocked. She had seen many beauties before. The female president she saw a few days ago was rare and bright, not to mention the little princess, but the person in front of her was beautiful in a different way.

Although she was already in her early thirties, even about to be forty, she was particularly feminine. Her mature style still retained the innocence of a girl, contradictory and harmonious.

"Little kid?" She couldn't help but join in the conversation, feeling that she couldn't be ignored.

The male assistant was even more aggressive and interrupted abruptly: "It's nothing, don't take it to heart."

The beautiful woman smiled at him: "Thank you for your understanding."

The male assistant was at a loss and almost stood up to bow.

Fortunately, the beautiful woman didn't say anything else. She glanced at Jian Jing and then looked at Kang Mucheng: "I think I've seen you once."

Kang Mucheng said calmly: "Hello."

"Maybe I remembered it wrong." She smiled apologetically and walked away as if nothing had happened.

Diane laughed at the male assistant: "You blushed."

Male assistant: "Ahem."

Jian Jing asked with a smile: "Mr. Kang, have you met her?"

Kang Mucheng said: "No impression."

"Interesting." Jian Jing said, "This flight will be fun."

At that time, Diane just looked at her and didn't understand the implication at all. It was not until later that she suddenly realized-how could it be fun? Psychological, rational, shadowy, and shadowy.

"Passengers flying from Heping City to New York, please note that your flight XXX..."

The broadcast sounded, and boarding was possible.

First class and business class passengers can use the VIP channel, without queuing, and quickly get on the plane.

Diane was sitting in the business class for the first time, and was very interested in familiarizing herself with the various functions. Her boss asked the little princess: "There's still room. Do you want me to upgrade you?"

"No thanks." Jian Jing concentrated on playing a game during the last time she had internet access, without even looking up.

Kang Mucheng put her suitcase on the plane: "What did you bring? It's so heavy?"

"Snacks."

Diane sighed: It was a bad idea. It was past nine o'clock when I got off work yesterday. All the supermarkets were closed. I only bought some sandwiches at the convenience store.

The passengers took their seats and the plane took off.

Climbing, bumpy, and stable, some people started to go to the toilet. The flight

attendant started to distribute drinks.

The little princess asked for a glass of champagne, drank it all, and prepared to go to bed.

Diane silently put on her headphones and turned on the reading light, preparing to finish reading and understanding the first three chapters while she was still energetic.

Time passed quickly.

She finished reading the first chapter and looked up. The little princess was already asleep. She was covered with a small yellow printed blanket, which was furry and very cute, with cat paws on the four corners.

The blanket was not covered properly, and one of the pink cat paw pads fell right on Kang Mucheng's knees, creating a sharp contrast with his straight trousers.

Diane held back her laughter and raised her phone to take a picture.

The boss glanced at her.

Diane: Reading with your head down.

The boss pulled up the blanket and stuffed it back into the chair next to her.

The environment at high altitude makes people drowsy and thirsty. Diane drank most of the cup of tea without realizing it, and couldn't help wanting to go to the toilet.

The business class and the first class cabin share one bathroom, which should only accommodate more than 30 people. But Diane waited for a long time before a seat was available, so she quickly settled the matter.

When she came out, she heard several guests talking.

"Miss, the coffee is too weak, please make another cup." A lady said to the flight attendant, and at the same time comforted the child, "Baby, be quiet."

She glanced, oh no, it was that naughty child again.

He covered his ears and said sharply: "Mommy, I don't feel well."

"You are disturbing others." The wife patted his back, "Be quiet and don't move around."

Diane liked such parents very much, and handed over a piece of chewing gum: "Do you want this? It will make you feel better."

"Thank you." The lady took it politely and handed it to the child, "You can't swallow it, understand?"

The child smiled and crawled into his mother's arms.

On the other side, a man took out a photo from his business card holder and stuffed it into the collar of the stewardess: "If you want to contact me, call this number."

The stewardess showed an awkward but polite smile: "Sir, do you need anything else?"

The man smiled: "Wait for your call."

Diane rolled her eyes secretly and deliberately squeezed past: "Sorry, make way."

The stewardess walked to the next customer's seat.

"Madam, how can I help you?"

The woman in this seat was tall and thin, wearing high-heeled shoes with bright red soles, applying a facial mask, and applying nail polish: "Give me a bottle of mineral water, it should be iced, not too cold."

"Okay, ma'am."

Diane returned to her seat, breathed a sigh of relief, and continued to flip through the book.

Then, the stewardess began to distribute meals.

Bread, vegetable salad, cream of mushroom and chicken soup, fried fish, steak, pasta, two small cakes, a piece of fruit, and a box of yogurt. If necessary, the stewardess can also give you a scoop of ice cream, strawberry and vanilla flavors.

To be fair, this is a very good meal.

Diane decided to fill her stomach first, and then continue to conquer the damn reading comprehension.

She noticed that the little princess did not get up to eat.

The boss said, "Wait until she wakes up."

Diane and the assistant exchanged a gossipy look.

After they finished eating, many people chose to turn off the lights and take a nap, or watch a movie. Diane couldn't hold it anymore, so she put on headphones to listen to music for a while.

After an unknown amount of time, it was the soup that she drank that caused trouble, forcing her to go to the toilet.

Diane glanced at the bathroom light. It was red, but soon turned green, and the person inside came out.

She was overjoyed and hurried over, fearing that someone would get there first. She didn't know if she was in too much of a hurry and accidentally bumped into someone.

But she didn't care and rushed into the bathroom. When she came out, she remembered and wanted to apologize, but saw that the person in the seat was still sleeping soundly, as if he had not been woken up.

Diane was about to leave, but suddenly felt something was wrong, so she glanced again.

The other person closed his eyes, his head resting on the soft pillow, and his whole face showed a feeling...she couldn't describe it, and it was difficult to describe it.

She was horrified and didn't dare to look any more, so she quickly returned to her seat.

"Diane?" Jian Jing woke up and was happily eating. She asked her, "What's wrong with you? You don't look very well."

Diane couldn't describe her inner feelings, and she was afraid of scaring the little princess, so she forced a smile and said, "Nothing."

"That's not what your body says." Jian Jing drank a sip of coffee, cut the steak and put it in her mouth. Perhaps she felt that it was tasteless, so she sprinkled a lot of black pepper on it. "If you feel uncomfortable, take a rest."

She glanced at Kang Mucheng who was taking a nap, and mouthed, "Mr. Kang won't say that."

Diane shook her head and tried to focus on the book. But the English letters were dancing disco in front of her eyes and refused to enter her mind.

Finally, she couldn't help herself and said to Jian Jing, "That passenger over there is weird."

Jian Jing stuffed the bread into the soup and asked, "What's weird about him?"

"He's not moving at all." Diane confided, "So scary, could he be sick? Should I tell the stewardess? If he's sick, do I have to make an emergency landing... Teacher Jian?"

She was surprised to find that Jian Jing seemed to have heard something interesting and immediately put down her knife and fork: "Which one?"

Diane pointed over there.

Jian Jing stood up, walked carefully and quickly to the seat, and observed it carefully for a while. Then, she took out a glove from the side pocket of her skirt, put it on, felt the other person's pulse, and then opened his eyelids.

Diane watched her face become solemn and immediately called the stewardess.

She didn't know what she said, and the stewardess was immediately frightened.

Diane couldn't help but move closer, and heard scattered words.

Little Princess: "The person has been dead for more than an hour."

Stewardess: "Oh my God!"

Little Princess: "The preliminary diagnosis is arsenic poisoning."

Stewardess: "That's not true."

Little Princess: "The drink is problematic, maybe the murderer is on this plane."

Stewardess was about to fall.

"Calm down." Diane was surprised to find that the little princess was not afraid at all, and was incredibly calm. "Contact the ground first, and ask the police to come over after landing. You and your colleagues should also recall whether anyone has entered or left here, and see if you can limit the suspect to rows 1 to 13."

Diane couldn't help but turn her head to observe the environment.

The plane is divided into first class, business class and economy class. There is a curtain between business class and economy class, and there is a seat for the stewardess.

The stewardess is also well-trained. After a brief panic, she immediately got busy.

Jian Jing stood at the front of the cabin and imprinted the whole environment in her mind.

...Bathroom...Kitchen

1...A..B..C..D..E..

2...A..B..C..D..E..

...................

11..AB.CD.EF.

12..AB.CD.EF.

13..AB.CD.EF.

Among them, rows 1-2 are first class, rows 11-13 are business class, with a total of 28 seats. But this flight was not full.

The deceased's seat was 1B, which was on the way to the bathroom and kitchen.