Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

"Didn't I get enough rest? Why does my right eyelid keep twitching?" Baijiu muttered to himself, rubbing his right eyebrow with his fingers.

"What's wrong? Are your eyes uncomfortable? I have eye drops here."

"It's okay, it's okay. It's probably because I didn't get enough rest." Baijiu explained softly, listening silently to the front.

"What's wrong with you? Ms. Juri, are you feeling unwell?"

"Come on, Juri, take some vitamins." A companion on the side poured two tablets into her hands.

"Ms. Juri, could you please give me an autograph?" a lecherous uncle begged while holding a board.

"No problem." She raised her head slightly and held the two pieces in her mouth.

"Oh... sorry, I forgot to bring the pen today." The uncle touched his head and smiled embarrassedly.

"Ms. Juri, come on, use this pen."

"Thank you. It would be impossible without Natsuki."

Juri picked up the "pen" and quickly signed the board with his "right hand".

At this time, the man with a bun stood up from his seat, and suddenly there was a bump in the air.

He leaned to the side, holding onto the handrail.

"Are you okay?" Baijiu quickly turned his head and asked Vermouth.

"I'm fine, close your eyes and rest for a while. We're still early to our destination." Vermouth gently scratched Baijiu's palm.

"Ah."

Baijiu continued to stare straight ahead, his right eyelid twitching constantly.

Somehow, the liquor seemed to smell the scent of crisis.

Miss Juri's little finger rubbed against the sleeve of the man with the bun-haired hairstyle.

At this time, a waiter was walking down the aisle pushing a food cart.

“Do you want any Western or Japanese desserts?”

"I don't want either, not even the drink." Juri's voice sounded a little tired.

Seeing this, the man with the ball-head came out of the toilet and Juri was about to get up.

Unexpectedly, the front seat was intercepted by a man and the back seat was also occupied by Mr. Xinzhuang. She sighed helplessly.

Baijiu looked at Vermouth who had fallen asleep, gently moved away from Vermouth's warm hand, put his coat on her, and continued to observe the front.

After waiting for a while, the man came out of the toilet and Ms. Juri walked towards the toilet "unhurriedly".

After a while, she came out, no more than 15 seconds. Baijiu frowned, wondering why she went to the toilet so quickly and guessing her purpose.

However, the sparkling "blue diamond ring" on her hand attracted Baijiu's attention.

At this time, there were soft footsteps behind Baijiu, and the waiter was walking towards the cab with two cups of steaming coffee.

Ms. "Juri" once again stood up from her chair and followed the waiter.

This time it took more than 10 minutes, and the liquor was about to make me dizzy.

Ms. "Juri" came back, and a woman in green came to her with a box of chocolates.

The woman in green clothes distributed the chocolates to Ms. Juri and the uncle beside her.

Just as they were chewing slowly.

"what!!"

Ms. "Juri" suddenly looked abnormal. She covered her neck with a ferocious expression, howled to the sky, her pupils dilated, and knelt on the ground.

With a backward lean and a final groan, his life ended.

Vermouth was awakened by Ms. Juri's voice. She rubbed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling, a subtle blush on her face, and asked lazily.

"Why is it so noisy?"

"As expected, a murder has occurred." Baijiu bit his lower lip and took a breath of cold air.

"I'll take a look and be right back."

Baijiu patted Vermouth's shoulder lightly and walked towards the corpse slowly.

He half squatted, felt her pulse with his left hand, fanned upwards with his right hand, and smelled the scent of almonds with his sensitive nose.

"It's cyanide poisoning again." Baijiu complained.

"It's chocolate! It has to be chocolate, right!"

"No, no, no, if it was chocolate, the uncle next to him might have shown symptoms a long time ago." Baijiu hurriedly corrected his remarks.

Baijiu stared at the corpse intently, wondering why he died of poisoning.

"Is it possible that only part of the chocolate was poisoned?" Vermouth asked curiously, putting her hand on Baijiu's shoulder.

"This possibility cannot be ruled out."

"Hey? Why are you here?" Baijiu turned around belatedly.

"What's wrong? You can't even take a look." Vermouth's tone was as cold as iron, staring at the liquor with murderous intent.

"No, no, no. Don't I want you to sleep a little longer in your seat?" Baijiu explained hurriedly, gesticulating.

"Let the police handle this once we land. The captain informed me that in order not to disturb other passengers, he hopes to temporarily conceal this matter before the plane lands at the airport."

The waiter came out of the cab and said calmly.

"Let's go. You don't even cherish this rare rest time." Belmode returned to his seat, holding the white wine in his wrist.

Returning to his seat, Baijiu remained in deep thought, constantly replaying the scene in his mind, like a movie playing in his brain.

"Are you still thinking, Detective?"

Vermouth put her hand on her ear, pulled Baijiu's soft earlobe, whispered, and looked at him with gentle and calm eyes.

"Just one step away!"

Baijiu looked around and suddenly stopped at the cosmetics on her desk, watching Vermouth in deep thought.

"Are you offline?" Vermouth stretched out her palm and floated it up and down in front of the white wine.

Suddenly! Baijiu suddenly realized something, and a laser beam passed through his brain, as if it had opened up his Ren and Du meridians, and he excitedly grabbed her hand.

"Thanks to you! I got it right away!"

Baijiu stood up, called the waiter walking in the aisle, and spoke confidently.

"I have uncovered the truth, and I already know who the murderer is!"

Baijiu looked ahead meaningfully.

"Are you sure? Tell me about it."

"First, let me start with the method of poisoning Miss Juri."

"The key to everything is to have good ears."

"'Open your ears'?"

"That's right. The murderer knew that Miss Juri would definitely have her ears cleared when she took the plane, so he used this as an excuse to poison her."

"It was the method of pinching the nose with the thumb and index finger to exhale. The murderer also knew that her dominant hand was the right hand."

"The key is how do you know?" asked the lecherous uncle.

"Women would be embarrassed to do this in front of the opposite sex. My girlfriend is an example."

"Besides, as a big star, she must have some image baggage. She definitely wouldn't do it in front of a rough guy like you."

"That's why Miss Juri went to the bathroom to clear her ears."

"When she returned to her seat, she picked up a chocolate using her right thumb and index finger, which she used normally."

"As I was about to go over to taste it, I noticed that she had a habit of licking the cocoa powder off her hands first."

"I think she never expected that this habit of hers would cause her to completely ingest the poison into her body."

"So where is the poison hidden?"

"In fact, Miss Juri should have been slowly being poisoned long before this."

"However, the reason she felt unwell was because she inhaled the poison through her skin."

"She most likely mixed the poison into her foundation before boarding the plane and applied it on both sides of Juri's nose."

"The murderer is you, Ms. Natsuki."

Everyone looked at her in surprise and exclaimed.

"Hahahahahahahaha!" Xia Shu held his stomach and laughed.

"How is this possible? But this reasoning is really interesting. This method can be used to make a TV series."

"But who can guarantee that what you said is correct?"

"Also, handsome guy, you seem to be a bit playboy. What's the meaning of staring at us? You are peeping, right?"

"Eh? You're his girlfriend, right? Be careful, he might poison you to death one day. He seems like a playboy, he might dump you one day."

"Really? Then I'd rather poison you to death." Vermouth snorted coldly and said disdainfully.

Baijiu hurriedly stopped him with his hand, because the pen was in Vermouth's hand, and she might be able to do it.

"Just watch my performance. I will make her get the punishment she deserves. Just watch how I slap her in the face." Baijiu turned his head to comfort Vermouth.

"Then tell me your evidence!" Xia Shu said excitedly.

"If we can detect the presence of makeup and poison on the thumb and index finger of Miss Juri's right hand, it should be able to serve as evidence."

"But this evidence must have been licked by Miss Juri, and now we are in a situation where we have no evidence or proof."

"Hahahaha, that's ridiculous." Xia Shu put his hands on his hips and laughed contemptuously.

"Don't be too happy. There must be other evidence, that is, the powder box and powder puff that were added with poison."

"But given your behavior, you probably wouldn't bring it on the plane. It would be too dangerous to throw it in the trash can at the airport."

"I think if it were me, I could send it back to my home by post."

"Hmm!!" Xia Shu's smile gradually faded, his pupils flickered and shifted to Baijiu's face.

"I think if I contact the post office at the airport and ask them to check the mail, it should be clear."

"Now, could you please tell me where your home address is?"

"stare!"

Xia Shu knelt on the ground, covering his head, tears flowing down uncontrollably.

"That woman destroyed my long-cherished dream."

"A long time ago, I wanted to be a great makeup artist in Hollywood to realize my dream."

"I also studied at a beauty school in Los Angeles and became fluent in English."

"After I returned to China, I continued to help that woman with her makeup."

"I continued to apply for jobs in Hollywood until a month ago, when a Hollywood actress came to Japan."

"Her agent was very confident in my makeup skills and asked me if I wanted to work in Hollywood with her."

“This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for me.”

"But, but! That woman was behind the scenes and ruined this opportunity."

"But if she just wants me to help her put on makeup then forget it!"

"But! But she is not." She said with a sob.

"That woman only treated me as a tool and kept me by her side for her to use!"

"When I found out about this, I decided to kill her."

"It was that woman who destroyed my dignity as a makeup artist!"

She lay facing the floor, crying.

"As a makeup artist, your dignity should be sacrificed. Don't you think it's ridiculous when you say this?"

"I ask you, why did you use cosmetics as a weapon?"

"With your behavior, I tell you, you have no right to talk about dignity at all."

Baijiu's firm words pierced through her last psychological defense word by word.

"I just...I just..."

Baijiu and Vermouth smiled at each other, but Baijiu's right eyelid continued to twitch and the feeling of uneasiness still lingered in his heart.

"not good!"

Baijiu let go of Vermouth's hand and hurried towards the waiter, asking anxiously.

"Don't let them eat the snacks you just sent to the cab! If you don't hurry up, they will be in danger!"

"Are you sure? She didn't poison the snacks."

"That's not the problem! The captain and his men may have poison on their fingers."

"what?!"

Baijiu ran to the cab alone, and as expected, the worst thing happened.

The co-pilot and the captain covered their necks with painful expressions, and beads of sweat kept dripping from their foreheads.

The captain, with a painful expression on his face, finally couldn't hold on any longer and hit his head against the joystick.

The plane made an emergency landing, the alarms kept sounding, it was shaking violently, and the passengers were screaming.

Vermouth held Baijiu's arm and leaned on the handrail beside her.

“Hold me tight!!”

Baijiu stared at the control panel calmly and swallowed.

"Increase the intensity for me."