"What happened?" The sound of people moving around startled the others in row 1. It was the mother and son who Diane had helped before.
The lady asked in surprise, "What happened?" She leaned over to look at the dead man, "Dear?"
Jian Jing asked: "Who is your husband?"
"Oh my god." The wife noticed something was wrong and immediately asked, "What happened to my husband?"
Jian Jing and the stewardess exchanged a glance. Then, the stewardess half-knelt down and quietly informed the family of the bad news.
The wife was so shocked that she couldn't speak. She stood up and tried to shake her husband, but was stopped by Jian Jing: "Madam, please don't touch your husband."
The lady fell into a chair, her face pale, but she did not scream, but hugged the child subconsciously.
The sleeping child woke up and called out sleepily, "Mom?"
The flight attendant blocked the child's view and said with concern, "Madam, if you don't mind, please let us take care of the child for the time being."
She hesitated, lowered her head, and held the stewardess's arm tightly: "What happened? I can't believe it. Is there a doctor? Ask a doctor to come and take a look."
"I'm sure your husband is dead." Jian Jing held her hand, "Please stay calm and don't scare the child."
She managed to control herself, coaxed the child, and handed him over to the stewardess.
Jian Jing sat down next to her and asked patiently, "Can you briefly tell me about your husband's identity? What are you going to the United States for?"
She used her trust card and received a response soon after.
"We went to the United States for vacation, together with other people from the company..." The wife's language system was a little confused, and she spoke intermittently for a long time before she explained the whole story.
It turned out that the deceased's surname was Che, and he was a shareholder of a company. Once, the shareholders of the company organized a vacation, bringing their families and children to enjoy a rare holiday on the beach in the United States.
Jian Jing asked her to point out the identity of each person and made the following arrangement.
Row 1: a (blank), b (deceased), c (blank), d (Mrs. Che), e (Baby Che)
The second row: a (Mr. Meng), b (blank), c (Mr. Bao), d (Mrs. Bao), e (Mr. Bao's daughter)
Among them, the deceased, Mr. Meng and Mr. Bao were the three shareholders of the company. The seven of them almost monopolized the first-class seats.
Rows 11-13 are business class seats, where Kang Mucheng, Jian Jing and others are sitting, as well as other identities known based on observation or subsequent inquiries, which are listed here for easier understanding.
Row 11: a (secretary of the deceased), b (translator), c (blank), d (female model), e (blank), f (nanny of the Bao family)
Row 12: a (Kang Mucheng's assistant), b (Diane), c (Kang Mucheng), d (Jian Jing), e (Kang Mucheng's lawyer), f (blank)
Row 13: a (Kang Mucheng's translator), b (empty), c (empty), d (upgraded passenger A), e (upgraded passenger B), f (sick passenger)
It should be noted that the sick passenger in row 13 was brought from the economy class by the stewardess fifteen minutes ago. The passengers A and B who were upgraded had conflicts with other passengers and were upgraded by the stewardess within an hour.
It can be confirmed that they have nothing to do with this case.
Considering that the translator, assistant, and lawyer that Kang Mucheng brought with him were all old men from Jinwu and were strangers to the deceased group, they can be excluded for the time being.
The people who are most suspicious are among those in rows 1, 2, and 11.
But the deceased's son is now 5 years old, and Mr. Bao's daughter is only 3 years old. It is impossible for them to be the murderer, so we can rule it out for now.
After such screening, the suspect is among the remaining people.
Jian Jing was very cautious and asked everyone to keep quiet and not disturb the sleeping passengers, especially not to cause panic in the crowded economy class.
Death is not more terrifying than a plane crash. After a brief panic, the crew immediately cooperated with the work and took the above advice, temporarily letting Jian Jing (whose file was not known what was written) assist in the investigation.
The riot was temporarily under control.
But Diane couldn't calm down at all.
She never thought that she could encounter a murder while on a plane.
By the way, isn't "Mystery in the Clouds" a fictional novel? Why did it suddenly appear in reality
She felt a chill running through her bones and shivered unconsciously, but at the same time she felt strangely excited. Her brain was in a state of drowsiness, and countless thoughts surged into her mind, vying to express their opinions.
The murderer is in the cabin
Oh my God, could this be a serial killer
Will he kill again
Maybe revenge? A killer in there? A professional in rose gold
She couldn't control her wild thoughts, so she stood up and slowly approached Jian Jing: "Little... Teacher Jian?"
Teacher Jian? Is there another writer named Jian
This thought briefly flashed through Jian Jing's mind, and then was pushed aside by something more important. She nodded: "What's the matter?"
"That person... is dead?" Diane was secretly annoyed. Why did her mouth move more clumsily than usual and looked terrible
Jian Jing said, "Yes."
"Did anyone kill him?" Diane asked.
Jian Jing cast a curious glance over.
She didn't have much impression of Kang Mucheng's secretary. She only remembered that she was a capable girl with long hair parted in the middle, light makeup, not pretty but not ugly, carrying a LV handbag, 3cm high heels, and often wearing black, white and gray suits.
It's a very typical secretary's look, even a little rigid, as if she's afraid that people will misunderstand that she has an improper relationship with her boss.
She came over to ask at this time, which was quite surprising.
"Do you want to know?" Jian Jing asked back.
Diane said unnaturally: "Well, it doesn't feel good to be with a murderer."
"Okay." Jian Jing smiled and thought about it, "Have you been looking at the book that Mr. Kang gave you?"
Diane hesitated and said, "Almost."
"Then you should know more about today's situation than I do." She asked, "Would you like to be my assistant?"
Diane asked confusedly: "What kind of help? Record a case?"
"Of course, we have to solve this case." Jian Jing looked at her watch. "There are still eight hours before landing. I hope we can finish it on the plane. Otherwise, after getting off the plane, we will be exhausted and have to cooperate with the police investigation. It will be annoying. Don't you want to go back to the hotel and sleep right away?"
After a long-distance flight, who wouldn’t want to take a shower and lie down to adjust to the jet lag
Although Diane still had doubts, she agreed: "What should I do?"
Jian Jing said: "First, as a witness, you have to answer a few questions for me."
"Ah." Diane suddenly became nervous. "Okay, okay, what do you want to ask?"
She agreed, feeling strange: the nickname of the little princess was just to show Teacher Jian's authority, and she gave the green light to the new work, not to say that she was spoiled. But at this moment, she felt nervous like when facing her boss, and it was even more different. She had done nothing wrong, but she felt uneasy inside.
Jian Jing: "Have you been to the bathroom since the plane took off?"
Diane: “Yes.”
Jian Jing: "When?"
Diane: “Before sharing the meal.”
Jian Jing: "Did you notice anything special at that time?"
Diane told her the three things she had heard at that time.
Jian Jing identified herself with the characters: Baby Che was not feeling well, Mrs. Che asked for a cup of coffee, Playboy President Meng flirted with the stewardess, and the female model was applying a facial mask.
She asked, "Did you notice the deceased?"
Diane tried to recall and answered uncertainly: "He seemed to be sleeping all the time. I talked to his wife, but he didn't respond at all."
"Okay, let's go ask the flight attendant next."
International flights carry more passengers and are equipped with two pursers and six flight attendants, one of whom is responsible for economy class, and one purser and two flight attendants are responsible for first class and business class.
The three stewardesses Jian Jing questioned were all in the back group and were not being investigated in the front.
“When was the last time you communicated with the dead?” she asked.
Flight attendant Xiao A said: "When we first boarded the plane, he asked me for a glass of water. I remember his wife said he had a cold and hoped to adjust his seat to avoid infecting the child."
The chief purser confirmed: "According to the seats booked, Mr. Che and his family were seated in 1a-1c, but there were not many passengers in the first class cabin today, so we adjusted the seats for Mrs. Che and their children."
Jian Jing asked, "Has anyone else adjusted their seats?"
Chief Purser: "Mr. Meng and Mr. Bao's family have switched seats. 11d was originally in 11f, and she swapped seats with someone else."
Jian Jing nodded and asked, "Has the deceased eaten?"
Flight attendant Xiao B said: "Yes, I brought him a meal."
Jian Jing: "Including the warm milk on the table?"
Stewardess Xiao B: "Hey, he said he didn't want a meal, and asked me to give him a glass of warm milk."
Jian Jing: "What was his condition at that time?"
Stewardess Xiao B: "Not very good. I asked him if he needed help, and he said he just had a cold and had already taken medicine."
Jian Jing looked at her watch and said, "I want to know when you guys will share the meal."
The flight attendant said: "The flight was supposed to take off at 15:00, but was delayed by nearly an hour. It finally took off at 15:53 and is expected to land around 8:00 the next day. It is now 21:20 Beijing time, and we should be serving meals at 19:00."
Diane instinctively recorded several times.
Jian Jing asked: "Besides this, have you talked to him?"
The three stewardesses all shook their heads.
Jian Jing: "When was the last time you confirmed he was still alive?"
Flight attendant Xiao A said: "He was resting under a blanket and told not to disturb him, so we didn't pay much attention to him."
Stewardess Xiao B said: "When I gave him hot milk, he was still alive."
Jian Jing: "Did you see anyone talking to him? Did he go to the bathroom?"
The purser said: "I saw him go in when the meal was being prepared. He was not seen again after that."
Jian Jing: "About how many years?"
Chief Purser: “Around 18:40.”
Jian Jing: "Please show me the passenger information sheet."
The flight attendant obviously hesitated for a moment, but her trust card took effect, and she nodded in agreement: "Okay."
End of questioning.
The next female model.
She asked, "Do you know Mr. Che?"
The female model said, "Forget it."
"Is it cooked?"
"That's it."
"What are you going to do in the United States next time?"
"No travel?"
"What's your occupation?"
"Model."
"Have you talked to him since you got on the plane?"
"Just saying hello." The female model paused and took the initiative, "Did he die? Heart attack?"
Jian Jing concealed the cause of death and said, "It's not clear yet. Did he have a heart disease?"
The female model said: "I don't know, I just said it casually. Aren't there many kinds of sudden deaths?"
Jian Jing smiled and ended the conversation with her.
Diane couldn't help but ask: "Teacher Jian, why do you ask her first? Is she a suspect?"
"Forget it. I want to confirm her relationship with the deceased." Jian Jing handed over the form. "Look at the time of her order. It's only a few hours away from the order of the deceased's company."
Diane: “Are they together?”
"Not necessarily." Jian Jing thought for a moment and asked, "She said she is a model. Do you recognize her face?"
Diane shook her head honestly.
"It proves that she is not famous. As far as I know, the income of ordinary models is not high. But look at the things she uses, the face mask of Lamei, the nail polish of Dior, and the red-soled shoes. It is not consistent with her professional income."
Jian Jing analyzed: "Of course, she may be in good condition, but if you look at her shoes, they are one size too small. If she has so many styles, why does she pick just one pair? Besides, the plane gives out disposable slippers, why doesn't she wear them?"
Diane couldn't help but ask herself, with her financial situation, if she bought a pair of shoes worth tens of thousands of dollars, would she still do it
The answer is no.
Some people buy luxury goods and are reluctant to spend them, so they preserve them carefully, while others want to show them off all the time, which is all very normal.
But the shoes are not good.
No matter how expensive the shoes are, if they are uncomfortable to wear, she will definitely not insist on wearing them unless it is a special occasion.
It's so terrible.
"She's quite vain," Diane gave her answer.
"Yes, but now there is a new problem." Jian Jing smiled and said, "She is a vain person, why doesn't she sit in first class?"
Diane blinked and hesitated, "Did someone else buy the ticket?"
"Assumption 1: Her luxury goods were all bought by someone else, who was not poor in financial resources. Given her vanity, she would have begged and pleaded to sit in first class, but no one bought her. However, there were still many seats left.
"Assumption 2: She bought everything by herself, so it would be more cost-effective to upgrade from economy class to business class, but she paid full price for business class. She didn't sit in the front even though there were seats available in first class. Why? It would be nice to sit there and take a photo."
Diane couldn't figure it out, so she asked honestly, "Why?"
"Because she had to be in the same space as someone in first class, but she had to keep her distance from him."