Conan: This repairman is not very knowledgeable

Chapter 423 "Mori Father and Son"

"Hello, do you need any help?"

A young and beautiful flight attendant asked with a smile while standing next to a father and son.

"Give us two more glasses of water, thank you." The young man wearing sunglasses put down the magazine in his hand and said with a smile.

"Ok."

"..."

Conan saw the other person leave and looked down at his watch.

I forgot to ask the doctor to install the anesthetic needle before I went out...

The two ended up making fake passports.

Kaito Kid is very experienced in creating fake identities. Lin Feng and Conan, who disguised themselves as father and son, also made simple disguises.

"Remember our character setting. You have been a rich second-generation since you boarded the plane a few hours ago."

"My name is Maori Jusan, and your name is Maori Nan." Lin Feng reminded the dog-headed detective.

"Heh..." Conan turned and looked out the window.

From this name, I can tell that you don't want to use your brain at all...

Also, thanks for reminding me, I am originally a rich second generation...

Soon, the flight attendants brought water and snacks.

"Thank you."

While eating snacks, Conan looked at the stewardess with peach blossom eyes and stuffed a small note into the hand of Lin Feng, the so-called rich single father.

This suit alone is incredibly expensive, not to mention the watch that was stolen from the thief. It's normal for a well-informed young lady to write a little note or something.

"Is it necessary for us to do our hair like this?" Conan touched his hair.

Both of them, one big and one small, had their hair slicked back and wore the same sunglasses. They didn't look like serious people at all.

"What do you know."

The repairman saw several flight attendants moving in a hurry, wondering what was going on.

Haha, we had already left Beika Town, and the plane was halfway through the flight, it was impossible for someone to die suddenly~
"what!!!"

As a scream sounded, Conan immediately became alert.

"It seems that something is really wrong..."

……

"Please make way, make way!"

Conan, wearing a black suit, struggled to make his way through the crowd.

In the narrow and enclosed space, a young man fell on the bathroom floor covered in blood, his hands tightly covering his throat, and his death was extremely painful.

"Please close the bathroom door first." Conan raised his head and said to a flight attendant.

"No, that's right, close the door first."

The older lady pulled up her screaming, terrified colleague and quickly closed the bathroom door.

"Passengers please return to your seats!"

"Passengers please return to your seats!"

Such a bloody incident was bound to cause panic among the passengers. For a while, there was a lot of discussion and noise.

"Why were you driven back?"

While looking at the magazine, Lin Feng asked Conan who had returned to the first class cabin.

There's really nothing good to see here.

Apart from the long list of numbers that look scary, only some of the advertising slogans are quite eye-catching.

"I took a look. The dead person was a foreign man, probably Italian, about thirty years old, tall, with hair down to his shoulders." Conan sat down in his seat and said with his fingers on his chin.

The other person was covering his throat and there was no sign of wound. It seemed that his throat had been cut by some sharp weapon.

"One of them died before we even got to the destination. What bad luck."

Even though Lin Feng had prepared himself mentally, he didn't expect that the ten or so hours on the plane would not be peaceful.

"I suggest that we resolve all this before the plane lands." Conan looked at his watch and there were still six hours left.

As soon as the plane lands, I'm afraid the police will come over, and I don't know if the identities of the two people can withstand investigation.

If we could find the murderer, things would become much simpler.

"It doesn't matter, I can give them money." Lin Feng said nonchalantly.

I didn't leave the first class cabin at all, and other passengers and flight attendants could testify to that. When the time came, I would just stuff a handful of cash over, write my name, and I could leave.

"..."

Conan sat in his seat for about seven or eight minutes, but couldn't sit still any longer, so he stood up and left the first class cabin.

The repairman didn't care about the famous detective and let him do whatever he wanted.

Another five or six minutes passed.

Conan, wearing a black suit, sunglasses and a slicked-back hair, walked back with a stewardess.

"Sir, this kid said you have something to talk to me about?"

This person was the one who had passed the note to Lin Feng before. He looked to be in his twenties, with a beautiful and long body and legs.

But at this moment, this beautiful stewardess looked a little pale, not knowing what she had experienced.

"Hmm..." Lin Feng pursed his lips.

I had been preparing for a long time and was just feeling sleepy when this guy came looking for me.

"I heard something seemed to happen in the bathroom, can you tell me?"

When the stewardess heard this question, she looked at the man in front of her with a smile on his face, and she calmed down a little. She whispered, "This is what happened..."

The man in the bathroom should have been dead for some time. Several passengers have reported this incident. After the crew realized something was wrong, they immediately found a way to open the door.

As a result, when he opened the door, his other colleague was scared half to death.

A man fell to the ground in a miserable state, with large amounts of blood flowing out.

To be honest, this is only Lin Feng asking her. If it were someone else, he wouldn't want to know the specific situation.

"Excuse me, do you know that person's name and occupation?" Conan began to collect information.

Until now, no one has opened the bathroom door for a second time to check the situation, and the flight attendants have only reported it to their superiors.

In this situation, it is undoubtedly a homicide, and people are bound to panic.

"I remember his name was David, but I'm not sure about his occupation." The flight attendant shook her head decisively and kindly reminded the child to sit in his seat obediently.

"Does he have any friends who are traveling with him?"

"And his personal belongings, maybe there will be some key clues..." Conan mentioned a lot of noteworthy points in succession.

"Mr. Mao Li?" The flight attendant looked at Lin Feng who was silent.

With all due respect, your child looks a little weird.

"This kid usually likes to watch some detective mystery dramas. I'm sorry to cause you trouble." Lin Feng rubbed Conan's head, forced him to shut his mouth, turned his head and said to the flight attendant.

"it does not matter."

"He looks very smart," the stewardess said with a smile.

After a few more words, she turned back to her post.

It's not that she doesn't want to say it, but there is no one on the plane to do these professional things...

(End of this chapter)