"What happened?" The sound of constant movement woke up the other people in row 1. It was the mother and son of the naughty child that Diane had helped.

The lady asked in surprise: "What happened?" She leaned over to look at the dead body, "Dear?"

Jian Jing asked: "Is this your husband?"

"Yes." The lady noticed something was wrong and immediately asked, "What happened to my husband?"

Jian Jing and the stewardess looked at each other. Then, the stewardess half squatted down and whispered the bad news to the family.

The wife was so shocked that she couldn't speak. She stood up suddenly and wanted to shake her husband, but was stopped by Jian Jing: "Madam, please don't touch your husband."

The lady fell into the chair, her face pale, but she didn't scream, but subconsciously hugged the child.

The sleeping child woke up and called out sleepily, "Mom?"

The stewardess blocked the child's view and said concernedly, "Madam, if you don't mind, please let us take care of the child for the time being."

She hesitated, nodded, and then grabbed the stewardess's arm tightly, "What happened? I can't believe it. Is there a doctor? Ask the doctor to come and see."

"I'm sure your husband has passed away." Jian Jing held her hand, "Please stay calm and don't scare the child."

She barely controlled herself, coaxed the child, and handed him to the stewardess.

Jian Jing sat next to her and asked patiently, "Can you tell me briefly about your husband's identity? What are you doing in the United States?"

She used the trust card and got an answer soon.

"We are going to the United States for vacation, together with other people in the company..." The wife's language system was a little confused. She spoke intermittently for a long time before she could explain the whole story.

It turned out that the deceased's surname was Che, and he was a shareholder of a company. This time, the shareholders of the company organized a vacation, bringing their families and children to enjoy a rare holiday on the beach in the United States.

Jian Jing asked her to point out the identities of each person and make the following arrangement.

The first row: A (blank), B (the deceased), C (blank), D (Mrs. Che), E (Baby Che)

The second row: A (Mr. Meng), B (blank), C (Mr. Bao), D (Mrs. Bao), E (Daughter Bao)

Among them, the deceased Che, Mr. Meng, and Mr. Bao are the three shareholders of the company. The seven of them almost booked the first-class seats.

Rows 11-13 are business seats, where Kang Mucheng, Jian Jing and others sit. Other identities learned through observation or subsequent inquiries are listed here for ease of understanding.

Row 11: A (secretary of the deceased), B (translator), C (empty), D (female model), E (empty), F (nanny of the Bao family) Row 12:

A (assistant of Kang Mucheng), B (Diane), C (Kang Mucheng), D (Jian Jing), E (lawyer of Kang Mucheng), F (empty) Row 13: A (translator of Kang Mucheng

), B (empty), C (empty), D (passenger A in the ascent cabin), E (passenger B in the ascent cabin), F (sick passenger)

One thing needs to be explained here. Among the passengers in row 13, the sick passenger was brought over from the economy cabin by the flight attendant fifteen minutes ago. Passengers A and B who were in the upgraded cabin had a conflict with other passengers and were upgraded by the stewardess within an hour.

It can be confirmed that they have nothing to do with this case.

Considering that the translator, assistant, and lawyer brought by Kang Mucheng are all old people from Jinwu and are strangers to the deceased and his group, they are also excluded for the time being.

The most suspicious people are among the people in rows 1, 2, and 11.

However, the deceased's son is 5 years old this year, and Mr. Bao's daughter is only 3 years old. They cannot be the murderer, so they are also excluded for the time being.

After such screening, the suspect is among the remaining people.

Jian Jing is very cautious and asks everyone to remain quiet and not to disturb the sleeping passengers, especially not to cause panic in the economy class where there are so many people.

Death is not more terrifying than a plane crash. After a brief panic, the crew immediately cooperated with the work and obtained the consent of the ground to temporarily let Jian Jing (I don’t know what is written in the file) assist in the investigation.

The commotion was temporarily controlled.

But Diane’s heart was completely restless.

She had never thought that she could encounter a murder case on a plane.

To be honest, isn’t "Mystery in the Clouds" a fictional novel? Why did it suddenly appear in reality?

She felt a chill to her bones and shivered unconsciously, but at the same time she had a strange excitement. Her brain was contrary to the previous drowsiness, and countless thoughts surged up, vying to express their opinions.

Is the murderer in the cabin?

Oh my God, could it be a serial killer?

Will he kill again?

Or maybe it's revenge? There is a killer here? The professional in Rose Gold?

She couldn't control her wild thoughts, so she simply stood up and slowly approached Jian Jing: "Little... Teacher Jian?"

Little Teacher Jian? Is there another writer with the last name Jian?

This thought flashed through Jian Jing's mind briefly, and then was pushed aside by more important things. She nodded: "Is there something wrong?"

"That person... is dead?" Diane was secretly upset. Why was her mouth so much more clumsy than usual? She looked terrible.

Jian Jing said: "Yes."

"Did someone kill him?" Diane asked.

Jian Jing cast a curious glance.

She had no impression of Kang Mucheng's secretary. She only remembered that she was a capable girl with long hair parted in the middle and light makeup. She was neither pretty nor ugly. She carried an LV tote bag, 3cm high heels, and always wore black, white and gray suits. It was

a very typical secretary look, even a little rigid, as if she was afraid that others would misunderstand that she had an improper relationship with her boss.

It was quite surprising that she came to ask at this time.

"Do you want to know?" Jian Jing asked back.

Diane said unnaturally: "Well, it doesn't feel good to be with a murderer."

"Okay." Jian Jing smiled, thought about it, "Have you been reading the book that Mr. Kang gave you?"

Diane hesitated and said: "Almost."

"Then you should know more about today's situation than me." She asked, "Do you want to be my assistant?"

Diane asked confusedly: "What assistant? Record this case?"

"Of course, it's to solve this case." Jian Jing looked at her watch. "There are still 8 hours before landing. I hope we can finish it on the plane. Otherwise, I will be exhausted after getting off the plane, and I still have to cooperate with the police investigation. It's annoying. Don't you want to go back to the hotel and sleep immediately?"

After a long flight, who doesn't want to take a shower and lie down to adjust to the jet lag?

Although Diane still had doubts, she agreed: "What should I do?"

Jian Jing said: "First, as a witness, you have to answer a few questions for me."

"Ah." Diane suddenly became nervous, "Okay, okay, what do you want to ask?"

She agreed, but she was also surprised: the nickname of the little princess was just to show Teacher Jian's privileges, and the green light was given to the new book, not to say that she was arrogant. But at this moment, she felt the same tension as when she was facing her boss, and it was even more special. She had done nothing wrong, but she felt uneasy.

Jian Jing: "Did you go to the bathroom after the plane took off?"

Diane: "Yes."

Jian Jing: "When?"

Diane: "Before the meals were served."

Jian Jing: "Did you notice anything special at that time?"

Diane told her the three things she heard at that time.

Jian Jing identified the three things: Che Baobei was not feeling well, Mrs. Che asked for a cup of coffee, Playboy's President Meng flirted with the stewardess, and the female model was applying a facial mask.

She asked, "Did you notice the deceased?"

Diane tried to recall and answered uncertainly, "He seemed to be sleeping all the time. I talked to his wife, but he didn't respond."

"Okay, let's ask the flight attendants next."

International flights have more passengers and are equipped with two pursers and six flight attendants. One purser and four flight attendants are responsible for the economy class, and one purser and two flight attendants are responsible for the first class and business class.

The three flight attendants that Jian Jing asked were all in the latter group, and the former group was not investigated.

"When was the last time you communicated with the deceased?" she asked.

Stewardess A said, "When we first boarded the plane, he asked me for a glass of water. I remember his wife said that he had a slight cold and hoped to adjust his seat to avoid infecting the child."

The chief steward confirmed, "According to the seats booked, Mr. Che and his family were seated in 1A-1C, but there were not many passengers in the first class cabin today, so we adjusted the seats for Mrs. Che and their children."

Jian Jing asked, "Did anyone else adjust their seats?"

The chief steward said, "Mr. Meng and Mr. Bao's family changed seats. 11D was originally in 11F, and she swapped seats with someone else."

Jian Jing nodded and asked, "Did the deceased eat?"

Stewardess B said, "Yes, I brought him a meal."

Jian Jing: " Including the warm milk on the table?"

Stewardess Xiao B: "Yes, he said he didn't want a meal and asked me to give him a glass of warm milk."

Jian Jing: "How was his condition at the time?"

Stewardess Xiao B: "Not very good. I asked him if he needed help. He said he just had a cold and had taken medicine."

Jian Jing looked at her watch: "I want to know the time you will share the meals."

The chief stewardess said: "The flight was supposed to take off at 15:00, but it was delayed for nearly an hour. It finally took off at 15:53 ​​and is expected to land around 8:00 the next day. It is now 21:20 Beijing time, and we should share the meals at 19:00."

Diane instinctively recorded several time points.

Jian Jing asked: "Besides this, have you talked to him?"

The three stewardesses all shook their heads.

Jian Jing: "When was the last time you confirmed that he was alive?"

Stewardess Xiao A said: "He was resting under a blanket and asked not to be disturbed, so we didn't pay much attention to him."

Stewardess Xiao B said: "When I gave him hot milk, he was still alive."

Jian Jing: "Did you see anyone talking to him? Did he go to the bathroom?"

The chief flight attendant said: "I saw him go in when the meal was being prepared. Then he disappeared."

Jian Jing: "What time was it?"

The chief flight attendant: "Around 18:40."

Jian Jing: "Please show me the passenger information sheet."

The chief flight attendant obviously hesitated for a while, but the trust card took effect, and she nodded in agreement: "Okay."

The questioning ended.

The next one is the female model.

She asked, "Do you know Mr. Che?"

the female model said, "I guess so. " "Do you

know him well?" "

That's it."

"What are you doing in the United States this time?

" "Traveling is not an option?"

"What's your occupation?"

"Model."

"Did you talk to him after getting on the plane?"

"Just said hello." The female model paused and took the lead, "Is he really dead? Heart disease?"

Jian Jing concealed the cause of death and said, "It's not clear yet.

Did he have a heart disease?" The female model said, "I don't know. I just said it casually. Aren't all sudden deaths like this?"

Jian Jing smiled and ended the conversation with her.

Diane couldn't help asking, "Teacher Jian, why did you ask her first? Is she a suspect?"

"I guess so. I want to confirm her relationship with the deceased." Jian Jing handed over the form, "Look at the time of her order. It's only a few hours different from the order of the deceased's company."

Diane: "Are they together?"

"Not necessarily." Jian Jing pondered for a moment and asked, "She said she was a model. Do you recognize her face?"

Diane shook her head honestly.

"This proves that she is not famous, and as far as I know, the income of ordinary models is not high. But look at the things she uses, Lamei facial mask, Dior nail polish, red-soled shoes, which are inconsistent with her professional income."

Jian Jing analyzed: "Of course, she may have good conditions, but if you look at her shoes, they are one size smaller. If she has many of the same style, why did she choose this pair? Moreover, there are disposable slippers on the plane, why doesn't she wear them?"

Diane couldn't help but ask herself, with her financial conditions, if she bought tens of thousands of shoes, would she do this?

The answer is no.

Some people buy luxury goods and are reluctant to use them, and keep them carefully, while some people want to show them off all the time, which is very normal.

But shoes are different.

No matter how expensive the shoes are, as long as they are not comfortable to wear, she will definitely not insist on wearing them unless it is a special occasion.

Too terrible.

"She is more vain." Diane gave her answer.

"Yes, but this brings up a new problem." Jian Jing smiled and said, "She is a vain person, why doesn't she sit in first class?"

Diane blinked and asked hesitantly, "Did someone else buy the ticket?" "

Assumption 1, her luxury goods were all bought by others, and the other party is not bad financially. With her vanity, she must have begged and pleaded to sit in first class, but no, there were still a lot of seats left.

"Assumption 2, she gritted her teeth and bought everything herself, then it would be more cost-effective to upgrade from economy class to business class, but she paid full price for business class. She didn't sit in the front even though there was a seat in first class. Why? It would have been nice to sit there and take a photo."

Diane couldn't figure it out, so she asked honestly, "Why?

"Because she had to be in the same space as someone in first class, but she had to keep her distance from him. "