Crossover Anime: Starting with Bankai from Demon Slayer

Chapter 414 Murder Above 10,000 Meters

"Get your chief flight attendant here! I'm going to file a complaint against you! You can't even pour a glass of wine properly; a piece of trash like you is just wasting air on this plane!"

Not satisfied with smashing the cup, Takatori Iwao continued to yell and harass the flight attendant.

The commotion drew the attention of all the first-class passengers and those in the business class near the front, and many of them showed expressions of disgust and disdain.

"That old man is as tasteless as ever," Sonoko complained, taking off her blindfold.

The argument lasted for a long time, and was only temporarily calmed down when the chief flight attendant came forward, bowed repeatedly in apology, and arranged for the poor flight attendant to be reassigned.

Meanwhile, Shinobu Kocho, who was already curious about this iron contraption, decided to take a walk around the cabin to observe the aircraft's internal structure.

"I'm going for a walk, would you like to come along, Mr. Asuka?" she asked with a smile.

"You go ahead, I'd rather stay here." Asuka shook her head.

Ironically, even though he could travel between heaven and earth in his soul form, flying into the sky using a means of transportation still felt somewhat unreal to him.

Shinobu Kocho nodded, stood up lightly, and carefully observed the structure and decoration of the airplane.

Her original intention was to go to the front and study how the plane was controlled and flew in the sky.

Unfortunately, when she walked to the catering area, she was immediately stopped by a smiling flight attendant.

"Madam, the driver's cab is an absolutely forbidden area; passengers are not allowed to enter."

Slightly disappointed, Shinobu Kocho was about to turn back when she stopped as she passed the half-closed curtain of the food preparation room.

The flight attendant who had just been subjected to all sorts of humiliation and loud insults by Ying Quyan was now hiding in a corner with her back to the curtain, sobbing softly.

Shinobu Kocho wanted to offer her a tissue to comfort her, but she noticed a small object on the table next to the flight attendant.

It was a slightly open pocket watch, with an old group photo embedded inside the cover.

It was a photo of a young man and a woman with a gentle smile.

As an excellent doctor, Shinobu Kocho's observation of human bones and facial features far surpasses that of ordinary people.

She looked at the photo carefully, then at the profile of the flight attendant who was crying.

"The direction of the brow bone, the curve of the nose, and the features of the jaw angle... she perfectly inherited the characteristics of that middle-aged woman. Is she her mother?" Shinobu Kocho secretly deduced in her mind.

However, Shinobu Kocho was a little unsure about that man.

He looks a lot like a younger version of that pot-bellied company president...

Could it be that this flight attendant is actually the biological daughter of that grumpy company president?

If they really are father and daughter, why would Takatori Ken be so cruel and humiliate her in public?

Filled with questions, Shinobu Kocho silently left the food preparation area, keeping her discovery to herself, and quickly returned to her seat.

"Did you find anything interesting?" Asuka asked casually, looking at Shinobu Kocho, who seemed preoccupied.

Shinobu Kocho leaned close to Asuka's ear and whispered her findings and speculations.

"Is that so?"

The bird smacked its lips, lamenting that it had seen far too few of the world's strangest things.

At the same time, he noticed that Takeuchi Kosuke, who had previously clashed with Takatori Isamu, had unbuckled his seatbelt and was standing in the aisle.

He stopped a passing flight attendant, lowering his voice, but still couldn't escape Asuka's ears: "Excuse me, could you tell me exactly where President Takatori is sitting in first class?"

"...Oh, it's nothing. I'm a former employee of his company, and I have a very important document that I need to deliver to him in person."

Kosuke Takeuchi's excuse was extremely flimsy, but after finding out that Isamu Takatori was sitting in a private cabin on the right side of first class by the window, he hurriedly returned to his seat.

Not long after, the gloomy-faced female secretary, Morishita Yuko, also came into Asuka's view through the curtain.

As she passed Kosuke Takeuchi's seat, her pace slowed down considerably.

Asuka noticed that Yuko's lips moved slightly, as if she was silently conveying some message to Kosuke Takeuchi.

During this time, the female secretary kept checking her watch.

Feiniao leaned back in her chair, forcing herself to look away.

He could roughly sense that the president's fate was sealed.

"It's none of my business..."

But he had no intention of meddling; he simply wanted to quietly bring Shinobu Kocho to London...

The plane flew smoothly for several more hours, and the sky outside the cabin had completely darkened.

To allow passengers to rest better, the cabin lights were dimmed to the lowest sleep-inducing mode, and most people were fast asleep.

The only sound inside the cabin was the continuous, deep roar of the engine.

It was in this drowsy tranquility.

"Aaaaaaah!!!"

A piercing scream instantly shattered the tranquility of the sky at an altitude of ten thousand meters!

The sound came from the direction of first class.

The bird opened its eyes almost the instant the scream rang out.

They've already started?

That's 10,000 meters in the air, there's nowhere to run.

Everyone snapped out of their daze, and Sonoko was so startled she jumped up from her seat: "Wait! What happened?!"

The cabin lights suddenly blazed on, and the previously quiet business class was immediately thrown into commotion.

The flight attendants, looking flustered, grabbed first-aid kits and rushed towards the first-class cabin like madmen.

"Let's go! Let's take a look."

Without hesitation, Mr. Kogoro Mouri, who was sitting in the seat in front of Asuka and the others, stood up first and yanked open the heavy curtain separating the business class and first class.

Asuka and Shinobu saw it through his movements.

In front of the luxurious cabin on the right side of the first class, the female secretary named Yuko was slumped on the carpet.

She covered her face with her hands, still screaming and crying.

And on that spacious, comfortable lie-flat first-class seat...

The arrogant president of Japan Aerospace Components Co., Ltd., Iwao Takatori, is lying on his back in a contorted position.

His eyes bulged out, filled with terrifying red blood vessels, staring intently at the top of the cabin.

His hands gripped his throat in agony, his fingernails digging deep into his flesh, leaving bloody scratches.

White foam kept bubbling from the corners of his mouth, mixed with the undried wine.

Without any medical testing, the dilated pupils and the stopped heaving chest already revealed a fact.

Ying Quyan is dead.

"Everyone back off! Don't disturb the scene!"

Just as the situation was about to spiral out of control, Kogoro Mouri shouted, instantly calming the panicked passengers and flight attendants around him.

"I am the famous detective Kogoro Mouri! With me here, no criminal can hide!"

As he spoke, he scanned the room around him, finally settling on the cubicle opposite the body of Takatori Yanagi.

There sat the expressionless Souya Mochishiro.

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