If the two protagonists pray together, it should be effective, right?

If it really doesn't work, let Xiaolan pray together.

"Is this useful to pray at this time?" Conan didn't quite understand his brain circuit. Shouldn't he rely on himself at this time?

Would it be useful to pray to God?

"Anyway, it's not a bad thing to pray. Maybe the strong wind and rain will really stop by then?"

"Okay."

It is indeed as he said, praying is not a bad thing.

He was praying in his heart while flipping through the pages, which did not affect his search.

The wind and rain outside seem to show signs of getting smaller, but it seems to be just a human illusion.

The cab was quiet, and Shangkawa suddenly said suddenly:

"Conan, do you want to confess to Xiaolan? We may not be able to land safely."

"Why do you still have this mind?!" Conan was confused and couldn't figure out what Kazukawa Shun was thinking in his mind.

Is it time to confess your love at this time?

"You have to make the worst plan. If you die, you don't even say your love, it's a pity."

"Do you confess your love before you die? A good idea..." Kuidou laughed unscrupulously. He also wanted to see Kudo confess his love. It would be much easier to say something irrelevant at this time.

Conan looked at him with a strange look. What does it have to do with this guy whether he confesses his love or not?

His expression suddenly became serious, "Is there any more serious problem with the plane?"

How can one not think too much about what is the worst plan, such as giving a last word before death?

"That's not, it's just that it's a bit difficult for manual landing because of strong winds and heavy rains."

"Really?" Conan didn't believe it.

"You can look at the dashboard yourself, what are you lying to?"

Kurakawa Shun didn't feel that they could not land safely, after all, the protagonists were all on the plane. He just wanted to trick Conan into confessing his love and let them be together quickly.

As a CP fan, it’s very tiring to see them like this.

Conan: "..."

He ignored Kazukawa Shun's words and scanned all the dashboards. After confirming that there were no more problems, he lowered his head and continued to look through the book in his hand.

He wanted to confess his love to his face as Shinichi Kudo, instead of using Conan's mouth to say it, via a phone call or a text message.

Of course, if we really reach that moment of death, identity and other things are no longer important.

"I found it, there was no major problem with the fuselage. When the flight conditions stabilize, the autonomous driving will recover."

"I know, you go back too. There are not many seats here. When the time comes, you will not stand firm and you will encounter something if you can't stand." Guestawa immediately started to drive people.

Conan was speechless for a long time. Guaikawa Shun was too skillful in killing the donkey.

He feels like a tool.

"By the way, you go back and ask Xiaolan to pray that the rain will stop."

"I understand..." Conan didn't want to say anything more. Kamikawa Shun's brain circuit was really weird, and he couldn't keep up with it.

"Why let them pray?" After Conan left, Kuaido asked curiously.

"This is probably superstition, please give me some psychological comfort. Have you prayed?"

"Uh, I've prayed."

"Yes, then pray a few more times."

The wind and rain outside the window showed signs of getting smaller, and the rain stains on the plane glass window were not as violent as it was at the beginning.

Kogoro Mori and Eiri were sitting together. Kogoro Mori protected Hidero Mori, who was sleeping, to prevent anything from hitting his head when the plane swayed.

Xiaolan held Conan's hand, looked out the window, and prayed in her heart.

God, let the wind and rain stop quickly, and you must fall safely...

Conan was also praying, and at this time, he could not do more than pray.

"Conan..."

Xiaolan turned her head, and there was a drunken tenderness between her eyebrows, as if she was performing a silent farewell.

Conan felt a sour feeling permeated his heart, causing his heart to thrust, but he showed nothing.

"What's wrong, Sister Xiaolan?"

"nothing......"

She looked at Conan for a while, then continued to turn her head out the window.

She wanted to say, if they could still be alive this time, could they tell her what happened?

But she didn't say anything after all...

Conan clenched Xiaolan's hand silently. If he could, he wouldn't want to hide it like this all the time...

They will be safe, they will definitely be!

It was as if God had responded to their prayers, the wind and rain in the sky gradually stopped, and the dark clouds seemed to leak a piece, pouring bright moonlight from above.

Shangchuan breathed a long sigh of relief and felt relieved.

The protagonist's halo is really useful.

"The wind and rain have really stopped!" Kaito felt incredible, and he had the illusion that the wind and rain were stopped by their prayers.

"It means God heard our voice~"

It is quite useful to engage in metaphysics in the Kexue world.

"The autonomous driving has been restored, and the runway below is almost cleaned up. We are going to prepare."

"Um."

Kuaidou's expression was focused. They had landed once and almost landed on the ground. This time, as long as they follow the operation of the last landing, there would be basically no problem.

The staff of the tower were always paying attention to the plane hovering in the air. Once the runway below was cleared, they had spontaneously prepared to land.

The commander, regardless of the blood still falling on his forehead, stared at the plane with a telescope, and his whole heart was thrust.

The radio cannot be connected, so they can only rely on themselves.

3000 meters...1000 meters...500 meters...100 meters...

The plane gradually landed, the wings slowly opened, and everything was in an orderly manner.

10 meters...5 meters...1 meter

The plane landed successfully, and a cheer echoed through the sky broke out from the tower.

After landing steadily, Shangchuan Shun and Kuaido both collapsed on the chair and didn't want to move.

It’s not physical fatigue, it’s entirely spiritual fatigue.

But after just sitting for a while, Kazukawa suddenly untied his seat belt and stood up, without any strange feeling.

He walked out of the cab, and Yuanzi was running towards him.

There were tears in her eyes, as if she was crying with joy, and as if her emotions finally had a channel to vent.

Shangkawa Shin reached out to hug her, and Yuanzi wrapped her waist tightly. Shangkawa Shin felt that the collar on her chest was a little wet.

His chin was pressed against her hair, and the warmth of the aftermath of the disaster made people addicted to let go.

The cabin cheered and celebrated the joy of surviving the disaster, but no one cared about their overly exposed emotions.

Kuaido came out of the cockpit and watched them hug each other, feeling that he missed Aoko very much.

The moment of life and death is undoubtedly the most profound person in his heart, and his love is Qingzi from beginning to end.

After getting out, I will take the high-speed train back directly. I miss her...
Chapter completed!