Originally, Duanmu Huai thought that someone had died and needed a case solved, but... it was beyond his expectations.
"Goodness gracious."
Standing at the cockpit door, Duanmu Huai looked inside with speechless disbelief. The copilot seat in the cabin was occupied by an unconscious pilot, and seated on him was a young man with blond hair.
In other words...
"Hijacking, huh? Goodness gracious, I've grown up without ever seeing something like this before."
Duanmu Huai crossed his arms, staring at the cockpit, and couldn't help but whistle. Indeed, as Duanmu Huai mentioned, hijacking is something most people never encounter in their entire lives, and yet he happens to come across it? What kind of luck is this?
Beside him, the silver-haired girl just looked at the man with indifference, her expression extremely calm.
"Are you detectives?"
