Conan’s Corpse Picker

   There are many actors on the plane, and there are always a few smart ones among them. They heard Jiang Xia recovering, and imitated Mu Shuli's way of pressing the tip of his nose.

   Then she suddenly realized the problem: "Could it be that the poison was on both sides of her nose? Whenever Mu Shuli goes out, she always wears makeup, so the poison is hidden in the foundation?!"

  And the person who can add poison to the foundation in Mushu...

  The crew members looked at the makeup artist who revealed everyone's shortcomings.

  The makeup artist froze in her seat, her heart stopped beating: "..." She acted so naturally just now, she was just a passerby who gloated after seeing her boss die, but why was she still suspected? ?

  Obviously there are so many other suspects around, each of them has more motivation than her... Impossible! It is impossible for such a perfect and hidden criminal plan to be exposed so quickly!

  Everyone is watching, the makeup artist is almost scorched by everyone's gaze.

  The examiner-like smile on the make-up artist's face disappeared, and she forced a smile: "Look what I did, I didn't kill the person."

Jiang Xia: "You have always been in charge of her makeup. No one can touch such a private place except you. Otherwise, it couldn't be the poison on her nose when Mu Shuli's active lover flirted with her—press According to you, since Mu Shuli hates him so much, he probably won't give him that chance."

  "Active lover" Kaito Kuroba: "..." Why do you always point me, this detective is so annoying! How long is it going to hold grudges? Isn't it just showing off the magic gun in front of him... The strange thief who was trapped on the plane sighed sadly, and decided not to mention the gun in front of Jiang Xia again.

   Fortunately, although she was named by the detective, no one thought that it was her old lover who killed Mu Shuli—because everyone saw the interaction between the old lover and Mu Shuli. After the lover got on the plane, he only touched Mu Shuli's hand, but never touched his nose. If he had poisoned Mu Shuli's hands, then during the long flight, Mu Shuli should have been poisoned long ago.

  So there can only be one murderer—Mu Shuli never forgets to maintain her makeup, and there is no third person who can touch her nose on the plane except herself and the makeup artist. After figuring out where the poison was poisoned, it became obvious who the real culprit was.

The make-up artist thought about it herself, she stared at Jiang Xia with cold sweat on her hands, and her voice became sharp: "Don't talk nonsense without evidence! I'm not one of those little fangirls who post **** to your newspaper every day, pester me again, Be careful, I will sue you for defamation!"

  Suzuki Sonoko glared at her with dissatisfaction: "When you admitted your motive just now, you were very open-minded. Why is it like this again now?"

   "So what if there is a motive! Evidence, I'm asking you for evidence of my murder!"

The makeup artist snorted coldly: "I know that there must be some poison left in the makeup powder on the side of the deceased's nose, but what does this mean? I am indeed her makeup artist, but besides me, there is actually another person who can Touch her nose, and that's herself!

   "Couldn't it be suicide in Mu Shuli?

  "An annoying guy like her suddenly felt the malice from the surroundings and couldn't think about it for a while, so he committed suicide in front of us. It's not impossible. In short, today's poisoning case has nothing to do with me!"

  Conan: "..." This person may have a lot in common with the Megure Police Department and Uncle Mori. Hope they can meet smoothly at Metropolitan Police Department.

  Jiang Xia also looked at her a few more times: "..." I haven't met such a stubborn prisoner for a long time. But it's also good to change the taste occasionally, so that people can always keep it fresh.

The young detective then patiently said: "Unfortunately, this trip is completely closed to you, and your behavior is easy to track—if you poisoned before boarding the plane, just look for the airport trash can along the way, Or check to see if there are emails sent elsewhere in your name, and you can find the poison that belongs to you. However, judging from the time, you are more likely to be poisoned on the plane."

The make-up artist bent her lips and showed a smile with a certain chance of winning: "So what do you want to say? You want to say that I threw the poisoned powder puff into the toilet after being poisoned? Huh, what a pity, I'm just a clean An innocent ordinary citizen who has never poisoned anyone. If you don’t believe me, why don’t you go and pick up all the blue ice that was discharged from the plane?”

  Ireland glanced at her: "..." His mood fluctuated all the way because of this idiot...

   "The aircraft in the early years was indeed a straight discharge type, and the excrement would be thrown directly into the air and fell along the way. But later it was changed to internal storage."

Ireland said coldly: "In the old-fashioned aircraft toilets, some liquids used for deodorization sometimes leak, and what they mix with excrement to form is the kind of blue ice that you said will fall from the sky. But it has been a long time …was over a year ago.

   "Heh, you probably have seen too many fake news like 'excrement falling from the sky and killing pedestrians', so you think that the inline type is still used now. But in fact, this plane now..."

  He looked at the stewardess.

After watching the lively stewardess for a long time, he was swept away by his oppressive eyes, and hurriedly came back to his senses: "We have a special storage tank, which will not easily leak, and everything is still there, but... it may be dirty." The poison may also be diluted with other fluids.

  Ireland smiled gloatingly: "That's the police's business."

  After laughing, he suddenly remembered that this is not the attitude Sanhao citizens should have towards the police, and he calmly restrained his smile again: "If they don't want to go to the toilet, the ones on the face of the deceased are barely enough."

   "..."

  Although there is still a big project to follow, when the "evidence" requested by the makeup artist was presented, she finally stopped resisting in a very virtuous manner, and knelt down on the ground.

"Actually, I originally wanted to kill her elsewhere. Those places have a lot of people and it is easy to dispose of the evidence. But this time in the first-class cabin, it is rare that so many people who have hatred against her gather together, and it is easy to kill her." The suspicion is drawn to someone else. I really don't want to miss this opportunity, so..."

   After the makeup artist finished speaking, she hammered the ground angrily: "I do regret that I didn't choose a good plan, but I don't regret killing her! This **** ruined my long-held dream!

"I have longed for Hollywood since I was a child. After I embarked on the road of makeup, I even aspired to become a Hollywood makeup artist. For this dream, I went to a beauty school in Los Angeles to study. I also overcame various difficulties and learned a lot. fluent English…"