The tilted fuselage cut through the clouds, dragging out a slender white tail. It was evening, and the golden sunset shone brightly through the window, causing Furukawa Kumisa to frown slightly.

She reached out to close the window partition and continued to focus on the computer screen in front of her.

She still has dozens of pages left to finish reading the book - although the system has assured her that if anything happens to the plane, she can be handed over to it to command her to control the plane, but after all, there are some things that she feels more secure in her own hands.

The flight from Tokyo to Hokkaido only takes less than two hours. Furukawa Kumisa sincerely hopes that everything will be safe in such a short period of time.

She turned her head and looked. The doctor in the back row had put on an eye mask and fell asleep leaning on the seat. Next to her, Haiyuan Ai was holding a copy of "Stist" and reading it with gusto.

She looked sideways again, and Bourbon's gaze on the left stopped on the computer screen in front of her. He didn't know what he was looking at. After noticing her gaze on him, he raised his eyes slightly and smiled at her.

Furukawa Kumisa curled his lips, turned his head and looked at Edogawa Conan on his right, and saw that the Shinigami elementary school student was sleeping soundly with an eye mask just like the doctor.

...Great, since Death is asleep, the passive might not be triggered.

It's a pity that although the God of Death is asleep, it can't stop someone from forcibly committing suicide.

The drunkard president in the front row started acting like a monster and attacked the flight attendants who were being called out.

"Here, the ice cubes in this wine glass are too small! Get another one!"

Her wife gently pulled his sleeve and tried to stop him: "Yosuke, stop making trouble and take the airsickness medicine quickly."

"Eat, eat, eat! But bourbon..."

Hearing the familiar name of the wine, Furukawa Kumisa and Amuro Toru looked up at the same time.

"Yes, I want a bourbon!"

It turned out that the drunkard president was ordering drinks.

His reluctance left the stewardess with no choice but to take the wine glass that the alcoholic president disliked and went back to replace him with a glass with ice.

Furukawa Kumisa's location is not far from the flight attendant service area, and it doesn't take much effort to hear the voices inside.

"Flight steward, that passenger is really..." It was the voice of the stewardess just now.

"You will encounter many passengers like this in the future."

The voice of the flight attendant sounded familiar to Kumisa Furukawa. He looked back and found that the flight attendant was actually the flight attendant who put his luggage for him when he got on the plane.

The flight attendant who was being challenged sighed, and then heard the flight attendant console him: "Forget it, leave that passenger to me. I'll change the ice cubes for him, and you can prepare coffee for the captain and co-pilot." Inside the cabin

It’s a bit hot, so they asked for iced coffee.”

"Thank you, purser!"

Then there were footsteps disappearing. It was probably the flight attendant who had been making things difficult going to make coffee.

The "ding" sound is the sound of ice cubes being added to the glass.

After a while, the steward came out with a tray. On the tray were two empty glasses, a small bucket of ice cubes, and a bottle of bourbon.

This time, the president didn't behave like a monster again. He quietly took a glass and let the flight attendant put ice cubes in the glass. His wife took a wine bottle and poured herself a glass of wine, and then took it from the wife's hand.

I took the airsickness medicine and swallowed it in one gulp.

The president's wife and secretary finally breathed a sigh of relief. The wife picked up another glass and poured herself a glass of wine.

The flight attendant who had been embarrassed earlier held two cups of coffee and rang the bell in the cockpit of the aircraft.

"Captain Gu, it's me, Xiong Chuan, your coffee is ready."

A distorted male voice came from the other end of the electric bell: "Ah, okay, come in."

The cockpit door was unlocked, and the flight attendant named Xiong Chuan walked in with coffee.

Furukawa Kumisa didn't pay attention to the movement in the cockpit in front, her eyes were all on the president.

She stared at him as he drank wine and took medicine without any reaction, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

——Great, no reaction. It seems that the passive skill of Death is not activated this time.

She looked at the time and saw that half an hour had passed since the takeoff time. As long as she held on for more than an hour, she could land safely.

The drunkard president calmed down after getting the wine. He just poured himself one cup after another without making any noise and making things difficult. The lady next to him also fell asleep peacefully.

The cabin was silent, and the cozy atmosphere made Furukawa Kumisa a little sleepy after staying up all night.

She glanced at the little bit of "Pilot Operations Manual" that was left and decided to squint for a while.

Furukawa Kumisa put down his seat, put on his eye mask, and fell asleep.

"ah--!!"

Furukawa Kumisa had not slept for a few minutes when she was woken up by a sharp scream. She pulled up her blindfold and saw the drunkard president lying on the ground in the front row.

Furukawa Kumisa: ...She is too naive, and the god of death is passive. Although it is late, it will arrive.

Most of the passengers in the first class cabin were woken up, and the president's wife threw herself on the president who fell to the ground.

"Yosuke, Yosuke, Yosuke, wake up!!"

"President, what's wrong with you, President? President!!"

Edogawa Conan had already unbuckled his seat belt and rushed over, squeezing in between his wife and secretary.

The president who fell to the ground was not dead immediately. He was unconscious and his body was twitching.

Edogawa Conan checked his symptoms one by one: "Confusion, arrhythmia, limb spasms..."

"——Neurotoxin." Haiyuan Ai's calm voice concluded.

She raised her head and looked at the adults on both sides: "Move him to the aisle and lie down flat, without compressing the respiratory tract." Then she directed the flight attendant, "Put the emergency oxygen bottle on him on the plane, and..."

"Here comes the soapy water!"

The person who answered was Furukawa Kumisa. The moment the two "expert consultations" of Edogawa Conan and Haibara Ai came to a conclusion, she had already run into the bathroom to get water.

She handed the soapy water to Hui Yuan Ai. Hui Yuan Ai was stunned for a moment and looked up at her.

Furukawa Kumisa didn't know why: "Hurry up and drink it to induce vomiting!"

Haihara Ai took the soapy water and gave it to the drunkard president.

After several rounds of first aid measures, the drunkard president's breathing finally stabilized while wearing an oxygen mask. Although his whole body was still twitching, his life was finally saved.

"It's not that simple." The anxious look on Edogawa Conan's face did not fade.

Haihara Ai on the side wiped her hands with a handkerchief while giving professional advice: "If you don't send him to the hospital for injection of cholinesterase revitalizing agent as soon as possible, his life will not be saved."

The flight attendant at Xiongchuan next to her was overwhelmed by the two-meter-eight aura of the two children, and then she remembered something: "Flight steward, should we use the in-flight announcement to ask if any of the passengers are professional doctors..."

Haiyuan Ai spoke: "We have given this patient appropriate first aid measures. Even a professional doctor on the plane will have difficulty controlling his condition without an antidote..."

But she thought about it and shrugged: "Well, it's good to have a professional doctor make a diagnosis. Just ask."

Seeing that they had arranged the first aid measures for the patient, Amuro Toru finally spoke.

"In addition to looking for professional doctors, please also contact the ground as soon as possible and ask them to notify the ambulance to be on standby and send the patient for treatment immediately after getting off the plane."

It was probably the first time I met so many "professionals" handling accidents on an airplane. The flight attendant's expression was a bit confused. After being reminded again, he seemed to have just woken up from a dream. While arranging people to go to the broadcast machine to make announcements, he walked towards

In the cockpit, report to the captain and prepare to contact the ground.

The first aid treatment for the patient had been completed. Haibara Ai yawned and sat back in his seat. When he passed by Edogawa Conan, he patted him on the shoulder.

"The rest is up to you, Edogawa-kun."

Edogawa Conan had already asked the doctor to protect the victim's seat so that no one could get close to it.

Now he finally freed his hands and walked towards the victim's seat with Toru Amuro.

Judging from the victim's reaction, it was obvious that the poison was swallowed from the mouth and acted through the intestines and stomach. The focus was on the things on his seat that could be eaten.

Toru Amuro glanced at the table in front of his seat: "It seems that this president has a lot of things at the entrance since he got on the plane."

A piece of airsickness medicine had been taken, an opened bottle of mineral water, only half of the bourbon left in the drink, and half of the glass still filled with melted ice...

Edogawa Conan turned his attention to the aisle. The president's wife and secretary were being blocked by the doctor and could not approach here.

"It seems that these two are the most suspicious."

Toru Amuro looked at Edogawa Conan, a child controlling the field, and felt that something was missing. Looking back, he saw that after Furukawa Kumisa finished first aid, he went back to his seat to sit and look at the computer.

Toru Amuro looked at her and frowned slightly: "You..."

Furukawa Kumisa seemed to have thought of something and looked up at him: "Oh, right."

Toru Amuro:...You finally remembered that you are a policeman?

Then she rummaged through her pockets, took out her police officer's handbook, and threw it to Toru Amuro with a bang.

"Here you go, go solve the case."

"..."

Toru Amuro looked at the police officer's manual that was thrown so casually in his hand and said with some displeasure: "What about you?"

"I still have twenty-five pages of my "Pilot Operations Manual" that I haven't finished reading. I believe you will have found the prisoner by the time I finish reading it."

Since Death's passive buff has finally been triggered, she has to hurry up. Anyway, Edogawa Conan and Bourbon are there to solve the case, so it won't matter if she is missing.

Toru Amuro: "..."
To be continued...