Women only affect the speed of my reasoning!

Slowly walking through the corridor between the double rows of seats on both sides, Qin Mianshu reached out and opened the sliding door between the carriages.

Suddenly, a hint of sweet fragrance floating in the air penetrated his nostrils and touched his olfactory nerve.

"Um……"

Qin Mianshu thought for a moment, then bent down and touched the red carpet. It felt a little sticky, and then he put it under the tip of his nose and smelled it.

There is no doubt that this is the unique flavor of functional sports drinks. Whether it is Xipeng Special Drink or Blue Bull, although the brands are different, after all, they cannot escape this strange and addictive taste. smell.

This reminded him involuntarily of the bottle of energy drink that fell out of Alan Mackenzie's suit pocket in the medical examination room of the hospital.

It seems that the direction is right.

Qin Mianshu raised the corners of his mouth slightly and walked forward following the sweet breath.

After passing through three carriages in a row, he finally stopped before entering the fifth carriage from the bottom.

Through the sliding door made of ultra-light material but with excellent sound insulation effect, Qin Sanshu could vaguely hear the whining and struggling sounds coming from the bathroom in the carriage ahead.

He raised his eyebrows, took a deep breath, opened the door suddenly, and rolled in. At the same time, the swinging stick fell into his hand.

When Qin Xianshu stood up, he only saw a large, tightly sealed suitcase shaking in the toilet cubicle on the right.

Including the whining sound also came from the suitcase.

Fuck, it was born.

Qin Xianshu thought to himself.

He had seen various pictures of beautiful anime girls packing themselves in suitcases as couriers, but when he thought that it was the first time in his life that he had opened such a suitcase, it actually contained an old European and American man who was already over fifty years old. , the high school detective couldn't help but have an idea in his heart: "It's better to just let him stay in there."

However, if you think about it, think about it, and do it when you do it.

Qin Xianshu honestly dragged the suitcase out and unzipped it.

There was only a grunt, and Alan Mackenzie, who had been inside for a long time with his hands tied and his mouth sealed with tape, rolled out like a ball.

"Don't get excited, it's me."

After untying the senior FBI officer's hands, Qin Xianshu indicated that he could tear off the seal on his mouth himself.

Alan Mackenzie nodded and was about to do as he was told, but as soon as he raised his head, his expression changed.

At the same moment, Qin Xianshu felt something cold and hard pressing against the back of his head.

"Don't move!"

Chapter 116 The rainstorm card falls

"Don't move! Throw away the stick in your hand, maintain this position, and slowly raise your hands!"

A cold stern voice came from behind, and Qin Uanshu couldn't help but reveal that it was indeed the case, and at the same time he understood what was being pressed against the back of his head.

But even in this situation, he was still in the mood to joke.

"So Miss Baijiu, do you want me to keep this posture or raise my hands?"

"..."

The gunman obviously wasn't in the mood to argue with him, he just silently pressed the muzzle of the gun harder on the back of the high school detective's head.

What a humorless prisoner...

Qin Xianshu complained in his heart.

He threw the stick aside honestly, slowly raised his hands, but still kept beeping: "Actually, I hate this kind of villain who suddenly appears from behind the protagonist at the last moment, and then holds a gun against him. The behavior of the back of the protagonist’s head will make viewers think that the villain is so powerful that he managed to get around him, and the protagonist is just a fool in comparison.”

"Why can't you appear from the front? In this case, I would probably pick up President Alan and block him in front. Just like the explosion-proof shield in CS1.6, I would rush up against your firepower output and knock you out for a second. Then immediately stop the train and call for help."

"It's just pistol bullets. If you're lucky, you can still survive."

"Even if it really hits a critical point...heh, it's just a fatal injury."

Baijiu Wuzi, who suddenly appeared with a gun from behind, looked at Qin Xianshu performing there with a cold face without saying a word, while Alan Mackenzie, who also heard this, twitched slightly at the corners of his eyes.

Just because he's not used to it doesn't mean he can't understand Japanese.

As a veteran of the FBI, Alan Mackenzie has relied on his solid military exploits to reach his current position throughout his life. Therefore, despite his advanced age, he can be said to have more experience and ability in dealing with criminals than today. 90.00% of nine young FBI investigators are stronger.

Including in psychology.

And with a gun pointed at his head by a criminal like this, he could still talk freely. In Alan Mackenz's opinion... this young man didn't seem like a normal person.

When Qin Xianshu raised his hands, Baijiu Wuzi gave the order again: "Go forward!"

"Okay, okay, if you're not sick, take two steps."

Qin Xianshu was very cooperative, promising not to say anything, and even winked at President Alan to signal him not to stand stupidly in the middle of the road.

It wasn't until the two sides were about four or five meters apart that Qin Ushu slowly turned around.

Looking at Baijiu Maiko who appeared at the sliding door with both hands holding a gun, he glanced at Alan Mackenzie behind him.

"Hey, they say every injustice has its owner, and I have no grudge against you. Could you please stop pointing the gun at me, just point it at him. I'm scared."

"..."

Baijiu Wuzi ignored Qin Mianshu's poor words. Her muzzle remained motionless and her tone was full of hatred.

"Come and take a good look. Do you remember this gun?"

"That gun is..."

Alan Mackenzie looked at it seriously, and suddenly his expression changed slightly, as if he suddenly remembered something extremely profound from the past.

After noticing the other party's reaction, Baijiu Maiko became even more excited.

"That's right, it's the same model as the gun from 15 years ago!"

"Do you still remember the first victim in the case 15 years ago? Yes, he was the senior executive of the snack factory. My father was with me when the kidnapping case occurred."

"I also testified to the FBI about this at the time, but my father was still arrested, and he continues to cry out for injustice in prison!"

"My mother was mentally and physically exhausted after she came to Japan. She was so miserable when she died!"

"So I changed my name under the persuasion of the USMS. Fortunately, the USMS did not understand Japanese pseudonyms and did not realize that the name I used was actually my father's name."

"That way, I finally received God's favor seven years ago!"

"Seven years ago..."

Qin Xianshu raised his hands and snapped his fingers: "So that's the year WSG Tokyo decided to host it."

"That's right!" Baijiu Wuzi said loudly.

"And it also happened to be the year this man became the president of the WSG Association! I think this is destiny!"

"All I did was to remind this man of his sins!"

"It's over, it's over—"

Although Qin Xianshu was done shouting, his expression was extremely cheerful.

With his hands raised high, he could only kick President Alan's calf with his feet.

"What should I do? You are obviously going to avenge your father on the spot and shoot you to death. Can you please tell me how you feel now?"

Alan Mackenzie was silent for a moment and then spoke in English: "It's useless even if you kill us all here. This train operation will be broadcast live to the whole world. Your crime is now known to everyone."

"Of course I know." Baijiu Maiko said viciously, "I just want to take advantage of this opportunity to let the whole world see the ugly face of the FBI!"

"Ah what? Will it be broadcast live!?" Qin Sanshu reacted belatedly.

He turned around, looked left and right, and finally succeeded in finding a tiny camera on each of the front and rear connecting doors of the carriage.

The high school detective who was caught off guard thought for a while. Although he was still in prison with his hands raised, he still put on a business smile and waved to the camera in the opposite direction.

"Hi~ Hello, fellow viewers~"

"God..."

At the same time, on the high-speed train from Nagoya back to Chiba, Harano Tan opened his mouth slightly when he saw this scene through the mobile live broadcast software.

"Why was he on that train?"

Not only Yangno, but also Yukino sitting next to her, and everyone else watching the live broadcast, there were only two words left in everyone's mind.

crazy.

"Isn't this the famous high school detective?"

In the carriage of the high-speed train, someone suddenly said.

Echoes came randomly.

"That's right, that's him!"

"What? It turns out it's really him!"

"I just said they look similar!"

"so……"

Even though they were still separated by the screen and the real person was not present, when the high school detective spoke calmly, the rising and falling voices in the car instantly calmed down.

"After all, it's him you want to kill, not me." Qin Xianshu was still in the mood to negotiate terms at this time, "So can I put my hand down? It feels sore to hold it up like this. Anyway, my hand is now I don’t have any weapons anymore, can you be considerate?”

Baijiu Wuzi pursed her lips slightly, her expression silent.

"Okay," she said.

"Oh~ great."

Qin Xianshu's hands fell instantly. He shook his arms on the spot to activate the blood, and his tone was relaxed and pleasant.

"Resign yourself to your fate, President Alan. There is an old saying in our country, seven steps away, the gun is quick."

"But within seven steps, the gun is very fast and accurate!"

"..."

President Alan's eyes twitched slightly.

To be honest, if conditions didn't allow, he would have sealed this guy's mouth.

"But for a magician—"

Qin Sanshu changed the subject, his arms suddenly stopped shaking, and the corners of his mouth rose.

“What I’m best at is turning the impossible into possible!”

As he finished speaking, a pair of magic cards appeared in his hands.

I saw him raising his forearm flat, bending the entire deck of cards in his palm, and then exerting force skillfully.

Shoot cards!

The entire deck of cards was shot into the air in a very short period of time, and the flying cards stretched into a straight line. The sight of the explosion stunned the gun-wielding Maiko Baijiu.

If it is just a normal deck of cards, then no matter how cool the shot is, it is only worth 54 cards.

But, this is Magic Poker.

All the cards exploded when they flew into the air, one card turned into ten cards, and ten cards turned into hundreds.

Every one is a ghost card!

In an instant, the falling cards were like a torrential rain pouring down from the sky, covering the two of them.

The line of sight was blocked, and in this heavy rain of cards, an Ace of Spades turned into a ray of cold light and shot out through the rain curtain!

Chapter 117 How can a detective be a detective if he can’t fight?

"Varied……"

The rainstorm cards falling from the sky only shocked Baijiu Wuzi for a short moment. She quickly reacted and raised her gun to shoot.

There is no doubt that in front of these thin papers, the penetrating power of bullets is absolutely overwhelming.

And at such a close range, even if the trajectory of the bullet is tilted due to the cards during flight, it will not miss completely.

But someone was a step ahead of her.

call out--!