"Damn!" Conan's face, who had always been calm, changed. He hurriedly checked the various instruments of the plane. Once the instrument panel was turned off, it means that they had lost the plane's flight speed and altitude at this moment. Without these data, would he have to land out of space?!

Below, Kidd led the police car to light up a red ribbon at the dock, Gin glanced at the inexplicably black screen instrument panel, and turned the direction of the plane.

"What to do? What to do?"

"Are we going to die here?"

Panic, nervous, and despair filled the hearts of the cockpit. Gin frowned impatiently, not because of the plane, but because the people around her were too noisy.

"Can you shut up?" Gin asked in a grim tone, like a bucket of cold water pouring on her face, and the cockpit returned to quiet for a second, "You can go back to your seat."

"But..." Azumi was about to say something, but was interrupted by Gin.

"It won't help if you stay here." Gin continued to ruthlessly finish the fight. This is the truth. These many people huddled in the cockpit, except for allowing Gin to instinctively divide her attention and increase her alertness, it is of no use, and it will be later.

The impact of the plane during the emergency landing is very strong, and they are simply untenable in the cockpit.

"Let's leave first," Belmode glanced at the gin in the driver's seat and Conan in the passenger seat, and asked softly again before leaving the cockpit, "Gin, are you sure?"

"No." Gin replied lightly, only Conan and Gin were left in the cockpit. Although the passengers below didn't know what was going on, they just made a forced landing posture under the orderly command of the flight attendant. Gin

He glanced at the police car on the ground through the window.

Although there is a problem with the aircraft's dashboard, the pilot is still alive. The premise for ensuring safe landing is that the site can support the aircraft. If the aircraft does not suddenly explode on site, the operating system landing system is normal, even if there is no engine.

Even if there is a problem with the instrument, for example, now, the height is 700 feet and the speed is 140 knots, the Gin control operating rod maintains a drop of 3 degrees, and then the orderly command Conan, "pull down the landing rod frame, and then pull up the wing rod.

”

Conan did not hesitate to do so. He didn't know how Gin judged the altitude and speed of the plane, but now he could only believe Gin and the ability of one of the three core members of the organization.

There was basically nothing about the co-pilot. Gin calmly pulled the head of the plane, pulled the thrust rod to the bottom, and the head was down, waiting for the plane to land soon to open the head upwards and spray the reverse jet, looking at the sea close at hand.

The plane, Gin still has leisure to watch everywhere. He has reached the limit he can do. As for whether the venue can be held and whether the length is enough to stop, this is not a factor that human power can control. The police cars on both sides...

It is more important than a car, and the police will run to both sides when they see the plane coming and find ways to hide, but the people on the plane cannot run away.

There is a crane right in front of the taxiing road. Gin stepped on the pedal with his right foot and controlled the wing of the plane to hit the crane. The powerful impact force broke the crane's steel frame in the middle, but because of this obstacle, the gliding speed was not fast.

The plane turned and stopped backwards.

"Great!" Conan couldn't help but say excitedly. It was hard to imagine what they had experienced along the way. Someone killed people with poison. The captain and the deputy captain were poisoned. The sudden strong airflow, the engine fell, and the airport runway could not be used.

The automatic driving failure, the fuel valve is opened, the fuel is insufficient, there is no landing, the landing location is not long enough, the dock has no lights, the dashboard is inexplicably black, all kinds of unlucky things have happened, it is really great to be able to land safely now

!

Conan couldn't help but turn his head and analyze the joy to the people around him, but found that Gin didn't know when she had untied her seat belt and left the driver's seat. Now he was the only one in the cockpit.

Conan: "…"

Ambulance, police car surrounded this terrible flight 865, and the people who survived the disaster shared their joy. Belmode found a gin smoking alone in the corner away from the crowd. Belmode was skilled

Take out the lighter and cigarette case from his coat, and pull out one to light it, "Escape from death, are you not touching it? By the way, how did you make the plane land in a crash without an instrument?"

Gin glanced at Belmode lightly. He really didn't feel anything. He just passed by Death again. Did he deal with Death less and fight with Death? Before, he was facing Death every minute and every second.

As for how to make a landing without an instrument... Gin is different from ordinary people. For example, he can judge the movement of life within a hundred meters without relying on light and sound, and can mentally calculate the time. For example, he will tell you how many times he has arrived in the elevator with his eyes closed.

The altitude and longitude of the buildings, planes and ships never use instruments. For example, he is more sensitive than humans, comparable to the night vision of animals and the super intuition like wild beasts.

"Okay, okay." Belmode surrendered, and Gin didn't want to say that, could she ask, "The secret makes women more attractive, why do you join in the fun of a man?"

Gin's cold face.

The next day, I saw this flight No. 865, which was a disaster and finally landed safely on the headlines of major news. Gin flipped through the newspaper, flew past the reports of the plane accident, read other contents, black

Zeyin pulled him out last time but two people fell into the sea. Belmode pulled him out this time and ended up in an accident in the plane... Will there be another Shinkansen explosion next time?

"Brother, this plane accident seems to be caused by the captain's failure to let unrelated personnel enter the cockpit as required." Vodka didn't know his boss's psychological distance, so he casually mentioned the story of the streets and alleys.

The plane that survived the disaster.

Gin, one of the parties involved: "…"

Gin is silent, holding the laptop and opening Bourbon... The U disk I took back is those unsatisfactory videos. I found the one that occupies the largest memory, modified the file format, and then opened a hidden folder without any surprise.

, There are dense information about people in the boxing ring. Those who go there to see Black Fist must not mean that they are sympathetic and kind. Those who can bet can see their value by betting. According to these value information

, can provide corresponding services, allowing them to spend money to enjoy, and in short, it is also a considerable income.

He actually has no use in the short term to get these information, but it will have a great effect in the later period. The cooperation with Kameda Takanosuke is long-term, but at the same time, there is cooperation and defense. They are all guarding against each other.

Anyway...go to have lunch first.

"Brother, a mouse in the organization was caught." Vodka sat in the driver's seat and watched Gin fiddling with the notebook in the passenger seat, "but I don't know which side it is."

"It's normal for an organization to have an undercover agent." Gin didn't care too much. Just kidding, even those undercover agents in the organization could form a small United Nations. Some identities have been exposed long ago, but the one who turned a blind eye to one

Close one eye, if someone finds it, then deal with it, and if no one finds it, then leave it first.

Undercover has the function of undercover.

And it is impossible to deal with it completely.

The gentleman has been active in Balatnis recently. In such a big organization, there are not many people who organize the gentleman's true appearance and identity. He counts one, Belmode counts one, Rum counts one, Jimlet counts one, Jimlet counts one,

It's normal to think of one... this is true. That person doesn't want to be disturbed. Once his identity is exposed, he probably will definitely be stared at by the intelligence agencies of various countries.

Vodka delivered gin to a cafe and was driven away by gin, "Long time no see." The young male with black hair and red eyes signaled the waiter to serve two cups of coffee.

"When are you interested in coffee?" Gin picked up the coffee cup and took a sip, looked at the person opposite him and frowned hard after taking a sip of coffee, and then poured in a large amount of milk and sugar without hesitation.

"I have to try new things occasionally, right?" the young man with red eyes smiled evilly, "Although I really don't understand why you like drinking this kind of thing."

Gin's eyes swept across the milk, "It's not like it, it's just killing time."

"That's how you spend time?" The young man with red eyes raised his eyebrows exaggeratedly, noticed an extremely uncomfortable gaze, threw the fork used to eat cake without looking back, Ginjiu gently touched his head.

Raise your eyes.

No one died or hurt. At most, it would be scary, so it would be fine.

Gin took a sip of coffee lightly, "Brother Jin En." Because Conan was almost stabbed into his eyes by a fork, the children also noticed the two silver-haired young men sitting not far from the raised eyebrows, and looked at the black in fear.

Red-hole young man.

"Do you know?" The young man with red eyes raised his eyebrows differently, and couldn't help but look up and down at the ordinary children, "It looks nothing special."

"So I know." Gin replied very briefly, and the young man with red eyes understood and leaned on the sofa to drink coffee.

"Big brother, your fork almost poked Conan's eyes, it's wrong." Mitsuhiko and the other children looked at each other, and plucked up the courage to say to the red-eyed young man.

"It will be troublesome to hurt people in public. I won't do that," the young man with red eyes smiled flamboyantly, full of nonchalance. "Even if he doesn't hide, he won't be hurt."

"But you will scare Conan like this." Ayumi's eyes widened, trying to suppress the fear in her heart.

"I don't like his sight, it makes people very annoying." The young man with red eyes glanced at Conan and quickly looked away. The exploratory and vigilant look made him want to dig out the little ghost's eyes, "I'm too curious about it.
Chapter completed!