Conan: I'm Not a Ghost

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A large amount of coal was filled into the furnace and burned fiercely. Soon, the water in the boiler was boiled, a huge amount of steam spurted out, pushed the piston, and the train vibrated and began to move forward slowly.

8—Box C.

The old woman wearing a black veil was in a wheelchair and was pushed into the carriage by the servant. After entering the room, the old woman stood up, sat by the window, took out a box of Seven Star cigarettes from her arms, took out one and lit it. .

The square-faced maid who pushed her in stared with two eyes the size of mung beans, and her eyebrows were as thorny as Zhang Fei's. When she saw the old woman's actions, she was not surprised at all, but accompanied her, sucking cigarettes.

"What are you doing?"

The old woman frowned when she saw the maid's actions:

"Mouri Kogoro is in the 8-B box next door, work quickly!"

"oh"

The maid with a square face whose chin was wider than her forehead put out her cigarette glumly, bent down and took out a package from under the wheelchair, which contained a complete set of eavesdropping tools.

After plugging in the power supply, the maid attached the eavesdropping device to the wooden wall and used vibration to analyze the source of the sound, thereby eavesdropping on the conversation next door.

"Mr. Kyogoku's body is really strong! What do you think, Masumi?"

"What's the use of having big muscles? Skills and speed are the most important!"

"If you really want to eat an orange, open your mouth, ah~~~"

A slightly noisy female voice came from the loudspeaker. The maid continued to adjust the equipment. Slowly, the voice gradually became clearer and the source could be distinguished.

"This voice seems to belong to Suzuki Sonoko. The one who spoke just now seems to be Mao Lilan."

The maid analyzed while eavesdropping:

"Brother, Mouri Kogoro probably doesn't know about Akai Mutake. The box next door is Suzuki Sonoko's VIP room. Most of their group will not mix in with anyone else."

"It's always good to be careful."

The old woman exhaled a puff of thick white smoke and looked at the green fields in the distance:

"According to normal circumstances, there are records of people who often appear around Mouri Kogoro. Don't worry about Suzuki Sonoko, Maori Ran and that tomboy. Akai Mutake is not that short and not that thin, unless he saws off a section of his legs."

"The one whose identity is still unclear is the dark-skinned kid who appears behind him. He is similar in height to Akai Mutake, so he is highly suspicious."

"He."

The maid said in a rough voice:

"I checked his information. His name is Kyogoku Makoto. His father is the captain of the SAT Special Assault Unit. He is the Japanese karate champion. He is quite powerful. He is Suzuki Sonoko's boyfriend."

With the urinary nature of the black organization, before taking action, it is necessary to investigate the information surrounding the target. The core point of this train is Mouri Kogoro. Bourbon and Sakaki Makoto followed him. In Gin's eyes, Akai Mutake is completely It's possible to disguise yourself as someone else and sneak into Kogoro Mouri's team. That way...

Couldn't Akai Mutake be able to spy on Bourbon and Sakaki Makoto in a covert manner?

Therefore, one must be highly vigilant about strangers who suddenly appear next to Mouri Kogoro, such as Kyogoku Makoto who has just returned to Japan.

"Which box are Belmode and the others in?"

"Belmod is at 8-A, Rum is at 8-D, Curacao is at 8-E, and Suzi is at 8-F."

Maid Vodka took out her mobile phone, checked the room allocation, and said with a smile:

"Brother, we killed the detectives who were coming to ride the mysterious train, took their identities, and surrounded the 8-B group where Kogoro Mouri was. As long as Akai Mutake dares to show up, he will die! "

Gin, who was dressed like an old woman, didn't speak. She just held a cigarette in her mouth and looked out the window, not knowing what she was thinking.

They did set a dragnet.

Bourbon and Sakaki both got on the train and lurked around. Just in case, Gin specially arranged Bourbon to be in Car No. 9, Chianti and Cohen were in Car No. 7, responsible for observing the situation outside Car No. 8. , lest someone makes dumplings without knowing it.

But I don’t know why.

Gin was always worried, and there seemed to be a ring of cold air around his neck, as if danger was around him.

Boom, boom, boom!

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Vodka and Gin stood up at the same time, took out the pistol from their arms, and were extremely vigilant.

The tacit understanding cultivated over the years meant that they didn't have to talk at all. With just a look, Vodka stood up, walked to the door with the gun in his hand, held the gun in his right hand against the door, held the doorknob in his left hand, and opened the door.

squeak

There was no one outside the door. Outside the smooth and translucent glass were green mountains. On the red carpet outside the door, there was a letter with red paint.

Looking at both sides, Vodka found that he was not the only one. There were also letters placed in front of the doors of other boxes. Belmod, Rum, Sakaki, Curacao and Maorilan all had the same letter. After a while, the blank expression seemed to have some strange Astro Boy mixed in, but that didn't matter.

"Brother, someone sent a letter."

After closing the door, Vodka put away his pistol and handed the envelope to Gin.

Gin tore off the paint, pulled out a piece of white paper from the envelope, and opened it.

"It's nothing, it's a detective game played by the organizer."

Gin dropped the letter on the table, completely uninterested:

"Passengers are asked to play murderers, detectives or victims. In short, it's just children's play. Don't pay attention."

"oh."

Vodka nodded and continued to bug Moori Kogoro's room.

after a while

Gin's body shook violently, and he grabbed the letter on the table like lightning, his eyes lit up.

"What's wrong, big brother?"

Vodka was startled by his sudden action:

"Is the letter poisoned?"

"If the letter was poisoned, I would have died long ago!"

Gin glared at him:

"I thought of something."

"Mouri Kogoro stayed in the room and didn't come out. There is no need for Akai Mutake to expose his whereabouts. How long will it take to waste time like this?"

"In this case, why don't we use this detective game to force Akai Mutake out?"

"Big brother is wise!"

Vodka came forward to look at the letter, grinning:

"Should we install a bomb on the car? ? It just so happens that I recently got a batch of good stuff, cyclotrimethylene trinitramine, and I brought it this time. Big brother, just tell me, who to kill? "

"."

Gin's lips moved twice, and it seemed that he wanted to curse:

"Idiot! Is your brain squeezed by the door? What are you doing with RDX? Planting a bomb on the train, trying to blow us up? !"

"It's unfair, big brother!"

Vodka said depressedly:

"Rum asked me to bring RDX, and I brought this myself"

As he said that, Vodka unbuttoned his suit, showing a circle of C4 plastic bombs wrapped around his waist, and several detonators stuck in his chest.