"That explained it." An Qingyu seemed to understand something and nodded. "So what are you planning to do next?"
Lin Qiye pondered for a moment. "I have a plan, but before that, we need to deal with the people in first class."
"Deal with them?" An Qingyu raised an eyebrow. "Night Watchmen do that kind of thing too?"
"...I mean, make them close their eyes and mouths for a while, so they don't make any unnecessary noise," Lin Qiye said helplessly.
"Oh, that's easy enough."
An Qingyu turned around, and a strange gleam filled his eyes. The next moment, all the passengers in first class shuddered slightly and fell completely unconscious.
"A mental-control Forbidden Ruin?" Lin Qiye nodded. "When you stole those three corpses, you used this to confuse the forensic examiner too, didn't you?"
An Qingyu smiled somewhat shyly.
Lin Qiye turned toward the curtain and spoke calmly. "Now it's my turn..."
Inside the cockpit.
The two pilots sat in their seats with vacant eyes, mechanically operating the instruments in their hands and keeping the plane circling at low altitude.
Calls from the ground continued to sound over the radio, but there was never any response.
"Calling XXXX, this is Ground Command. Return immediately. I repeat, return immediately..."
Bang—!!
A gunshot rang out. Sparks burst from the radio, its sound distorted for a few moments before vanishing completely.
The Tavern Owner casually fiddled with the gun in his hand, sitting on the cockpit floor as if no one else were there. He let out a huge yawn. Across from him was Wen Qimo, his limbs nailed to the cockpit wall.
"Annoying, isn't it?" the Tavern Owner said with a smile.
Wen Qimo frowned, glanced at the Tavern Owner, then at Ten-Cut Ghost Child, who stood before him with