The establishment of the Time Travelers Alliance began in the first year of Conan

Chapter 4 It turns out I'm the only one who's wrong
"Hu-hu-"

The body in the seat shivered, and Lin Sheng felt as if he had just been pulled out of the icy sea. He was drenched in sweat.

Subconsciously looking around, Lin Sheng saw that the down blanket on his body had slipped to his knees. The cold wind seeped in through his wet clothes, as if someone had washed their hands with ice water and then blew it on his back.

"Steward, bring me two towels and a set of clothes."

After the cold and gloomy feelings were replaced by dry and warm clothes, Lin Sheng put away the plan book on the chair on the right.

"Are we there yet?" Lin Sheng yawned. This journey could be said to be uneventful, which showed that his efforts had paid off.

"Two and a half hours left, Mr. Lin."

"What do you mean? Did things turn around?"

"Of course not," he said, though he didn't know why Mr. Lin asked the question. "Nothing happened to the plane. We are safe and on the right course."

"I don't think the distance is that far, right? How long will it take us to fly from takeoff to Japan?"

"Three hours exactly."

"How long have we been taking off?"

"Half an hour since takeoff, sir."

Although he didn't know what exactly happened, Lin Sheng was now certain that something had gone wrong. He opened the sunshade to check the weather outside.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone through the window onto his face, mocking him along with the golden clouds.

Lin Sheng didn't realize he had forgotten that he had just eaten dinner, and even had lunch long ago - wait? I've already eaten two meals?!

"Did we have a layover?" This was probably the only thing Lin Sheng could think of.

"Mr. Lin?" The flight attendant's voice was a little confused. "You chose a direct flight, no layovers."

"But it's obviously been over three hours, right?"

Lin Sheng could tell the flight attendant didn't understand what he meant. "The sun at noon should be more than three hours away from sunset, right?"

"Of course it is."

"But the problem is I've already had lunch and dinner, so that's obviously more than three hours, you understand?"

"That's right." The flight attendant nodded slightly, but her expression became even more confused. "But... you mean it's past lunch or dinner time, but dinner is right now?"

"Are you trying to say that you forgot the time for dinner?"

Lin Sheng realized what was happening. He sighed slightly and tried to explain to the flight attendant:
"You remember I just had dinner."

"Of course I remember," the flight attendant recalled the label on the lunch box she had handed to Mr. Lin not long ago. "Chicken pasta, right?"

"Yes, don't you think something is wrong? I've had lunch and dinner, and then I took a nap. Now I'm awake to talk to you."

After the flight attendant nodded, Lin Sheng continued to explain the real contradiction: "But just now you said it was time for dinner."

"I don't understand what's wrong." The flight attendant's expression was as confused as if he was solving a math problem.

"I'm still on the plane!" Lin Sheng couldn't help himself. "When I closed the window before going to sleep, it was already dark outside!"

"Yes, of course the sky is dark at night." The flight attendant frowned slightly, trying to understand.

"Look at what's happening outside now?" Lin Sheng tried to keep his voice low.

"Sunset!"

"Good! Good! Good!"

Lin Sheng looked at the flight attendant, who seemed a little frightened by him. He squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth, "When does sunset begin after dark?"

"It's not sunset after dark, what are you talking about?"

The flight attendant thought the affable Mr. Lin had suddenly developed some mental symptoms, but she still tried her best to explain: "After noon today, it will be sunset, and then it will be dark."

Wow, it turns out I not only slept for a whole night, but also for a whole morning and noon, right?

Lin Sheng took a deep breath and tried to stay calm: "What about after dark?" "After that it will be daytime! Mr. Lin, do you need a doctor to see you?"

The flight attendant turned to call a doctor, but Lin Sheng stopped her. He rubbed his frown and said, "One last question. What day is tomorrow?"

The flight attendant's response extinguished the last shred of hope in Lin Sheng's heart: "Tomorrow, of course, is December 1993, 12."

Lin Sheng knew that he was doomed.

几个月以后，面对着MN1993这架飞机时，林升会想起他在1993年12月12日，下午5：30分第一次碰见时间循环的那个遥远的下午。

That plane and the secret room are the starting point of the loop.

But now, Lin Sheng had to face the reality that it was obvious that he needed to find a way to reach December 12th.

—————The dividing line of three days——————

For Lin Sheng, it should be December 12th now. Even in his plan, he should have already discussed the preliminary cooperation intention with Dr. Agasa.

But today is still December 12th, damn.

Lin Sheng spent three days describing the situation they were facing to every crew member, parachuting instructor, Datian Xiaochuan and others.

But to everyone except Lin Sheng, all this seemed reasonable.

When Lin Sheng tried to point out the contradiction to someone, such as "Do you think it is scientific that an airplane goes through three cycles in the sky and keeps flying without refueling?"

(Because the time is completely unverifiable, Lin Sheng refers to the time it takes to go through breakfast, lunch, and dinner as a cycle)
Others will turn to using December 12th as an anchor point, saying illogical but scientific things like, "But we didn't stay in space for three days? Today is December 12th!"

This is simply the biggest good news and bad news Lin Sheng has encountered since he traveled through time.

The good news is that he can easily achieve eternal life. However, this eternal life may be due to a time loop on a certain day.

To make matters worse, this incident happened on a plane that day.

However, Lin Sheng still found the only breakthrough, which was the pasta he had eaten.

Lin Sheng has eaten six boxes of pasta so far, and he discovered on the second day that the food he ate did not "refresh".

In the second loop, Lin Sheng gathered everyone together to explain to everyone that they were in the concept of a "time loop".

When dinner was over, Lin Sheng went to the bathroom and came back to find that there were only four empty pasta boxes left in the kitchen trash can.

During the third cycle, he even saw with his own eyes, or rather, in the blink of an eye, the pasta boxes that others had finished eating disappeared.

But there were four more fast food boxes in the kitchen, which were well packaged but empty inside.

Lin Sheng could only attribute this to his identity as a "time traveler". He had never realized what was different about this identity before.

But it is obvious that based on the current information, apart from the plots, knowledge and memories in his mind, he has a certain independence. He can not only realize the irrationality of the timeline, but also have a substantial impact on the timeline.

It can even be said that Lin Sheng now has the ability to "control the timeline", although it seems that he can only affect the pasta on the plane at present.

Eating a few extra servings of pasta may not be about the timeline, but being able to eat a few more servings in a "day" is very important.

Lin Sheng has already thought of several uses.

For example, exercising or practicing magic. After all, there is also a red magic user named Koizumi Akako in Conan's world view.

It can be said that before the food runs out, the plane Lin Sheng is in is like a "spiritual time house". No matter how much time has passed in the plane, to the outside world, it is only one day.

It took another three cycles to thoroughly master all the techniques of skydiving.

Jumping out of the plane was the last solution Lin Sheng could think of. After all, if he was the only one unaffected, this might be the only way to break free from the loop. He didn't want to try to see if he would "starve to death" in the loop.

Fortunately, Lin Sheng now has some clues.

He's going to try to create a case.

1993, December 12, the seventh cycle - this is just a short flight, and the supplies are enough to last for 12 days.

(End of this chapter)