Be the god of death in the world of famous detectives

Chapter 49
While Xiaolan was in a daze, Conan broke free from her embrace, turned around and ran to the toilet.

At this time, several conductors were also alarmed and ran to check in a panic.

In the cubicle, Bai Shu held his shoulders speechlessly, blood gurgling down from between his fingers.

The woman fired another shot and smashed the car window, stepped on the window sill, turned her head and swept over Bai Shu's wound, and warned in a low voice, "Pretend to be human, or you will be suspected."

[The recovery speed of the wound is very slow, and the ability is really weak]
"Oh, good." Bai Shu thought that his coat was useless, and he didn't have to wipe the floor again, so he sat down on the ground with a broken jar, "Is that so?"

"The expression should be more ferocious."

"...", Bai Shu gritted his teeth ferociously.

The woman was amused by his jerky acting, shook her head, and said nothing more.Anyway, she was just here to improve her favorability, so that she could abduct people in the future. As for whether this resurrection material will be suspected of colluding with the black organization, it is his own business.

With a hook of her arm, Xue Cunling flexibly flipped onto the roof of the car, ready to escape.

Bai Shu watched her disappear into the window, stretched his legs, and adjusted his sitting posture more casually.

The door was knocked quickly, Bai Shu listened to all kinds of questions outside, a little dizzy.

Open the door, there must be a lot of explanations, but pretend to be dizzy, the bomb left by the gin is not easy to deal with.

Now there is no time for Conan to guess the bomb: if the Shinkansen stops suddenly due to a shooting incident, the passengers on the car will definitely be evacuated. At that time, the woman with the bomb briefcase will probably leave without knowing it.

Thinking about the terrible flow of people during the evacuation, and the amount of compensation he would have to pay in case of an explosion, Bai Shu reluctantly raised his hand and pushed the latch on the door.

Hearing the movement, the flight attendant tentatively pushed the door down, and the door slid open and hit the white tree's leg.

The toilet was only a tiny bit big, and Baishu couldn't fully straighten his legs, and he was stuck in it, so the door couldn't be fully opened, only a crack.

A flight attendant carefully looked in through the crack of the door, and was startled by the blood all over the place. She screamed, jumped up and ran to call an ambulance and notify her superiors.

Conan and Xiaolan felt a thump in their hearts at the same time. According to their habit, after screaming, the next step is to find the dead body.

With overwhelming anger towards the man in black, Conan squeezed to the door, clenched his fists and said bitterly, "I will definitely report for you..."

A bloody hand suddenly stretched out from the door and grabbed his wrist.

"what!!"

Conan didn't make a sound, but Xiaolan who was next to her was so scared that she almost punched him. After realizing what happened, she narrowed her strength, "...Brother Naoki? Are you okay!"

"The second floor of carriage No. 7..." Bai Shu looked haggard, and with a tone like saying a last word, he said with difficulty, "Don't let people go."

"Carriage? What do you mean?" Xiaolan burst into tears as she watched him look like he was about to die.

Conan understood immediately, what Bai Shu said was probably the location of the bomb!

...but how did he know about the bomb?Why is that woman targeting him?What had happened in the toilet in the last few minutes?
The companion seemed to be dying. Conan was worried, but at the same time he was also curious. He couldn't hold it back and decided to ask, "Why..."

puff--

Bai Shu spat out a mouthful of blood, in order to avoid explanation, he even spat out the fountain blood unique to manga very vigorously.

After frightening the crowd of onlookers, Bai Shu dropped his hands powerlessly, closed his eyes and lowered his head.Without the cover of his hand, the hideous wound on his shoulder was exposed, and the blood flowed slowly, soaking half of his shirt.

...Naive, still want to ask questions?

I really thought I was in vain this time!

"Brother Naoki!! Cheer up!", this posture, this atmosphere, is too much like the scene of receiving a bento.Xiaolan burst into tears, grabbed Bai Shu's hand hanging on the ground, and held it tightly, as if this could pull him back from the brink of death.

Immediately, Bai Shu's hand bones were pinched with a crunching sound, his face was turning blue, he held back and didn't move.

Conan also had a buzz in his head, he was not in the mood to ask further questions, and instead directed the onlookers, "Please make way for the ambulance personnel, and also, is there anyone who can deal with trauma? Please help me!"...

The sudden shooting incident caused the Shinkansen to stop urgently not long after it departed from Nagoya.

Ambulance and firefighters came in a hurry, removed the toilet door, and carried the man onto a stretcher.

Mori Kogoro got into the car, ready to be a tool to pay for medical expenses, while Conan took Xiaolan and persuaded the police officers who arrived under the guise of Bai Shu. The police quickly blocked the No. Found the bomb.

When the two went to the hospital by car, they found that several police cars that had just driven away suddenly turned around, returned to the scene, and carefully searched for something along the railroad tracks.

Conan realized something was wrong, he stuck to the car window and tried to look back, but the car drove away quickly, and he couldn't see anything in the end.

……

On the other hand, Bai Shu was actually not so relaxed.

He had to grit his teeth to suppress the body's automatic repair—fortunately, the ambulance ran fast, otherwise the wound might have healed by the time it was sent to the hospital.

The penetrating wound below the left shoulder is very close to the heart, which should be a very dangerous part, but in this plane, the gunshot wound doesn't seem to be that serious.In the original world line, many people were still alive and kicking after being shot, and recovered soon after.

As expected, the operation was very successful. After being pushed out, he didn't even enter the intensive care unit, but was sent directly to the general ward, and was told that he would be discharged in two or three days.

The ward was empty, Mori Kogoro and the others were still taking statements, Bai Shu was lying down, thinking about what to make up a more credible statement later, he didn't really want to have anything to do with the Black Organization, and this identity doesn't matter now. not suitable.

Just thinking about the beginning, the cell phone next to the pillow rang suddenly, Bai Shu picked it up and saw that it was an unfamiliar phone number.

He picked it up, "Hello?"

"It's me, Xuecunling. Senior, how are you? I'm sorry I made a serious move earlier, but if you're not injured, I'm afraid you won't be able to explain..."

Bai Shu snorted, and tried his best to put on a cheerful and lively tone, "It's okay, but Miss Xuecun, your voice sounds a bit strange, maybe the signal is not good."

There was a sudden silence on the other side for two seconds, even through the phone, Bai Shu felt that she seemed a little embarrassed.

Xue Cunling hesitated for a moment, but for the next contact, she still told the truth, "When I landed, my foot got stuck in the track, and a Shinkansen happened to come on that track... the spirit body dodged, and the physical body didn't have time, So now it's a different body."

...then you are really out of luck.Bai Shu rolled his eyes.

If it goes against the way of heaven, it is indeed easy to have bad luck.

It is probably not the first time for Xue Cunling to change her body: when she violates the rules and loses her identity as a god of death, she loses her qualifications to obtain a physical body.The previous and the current body were probably taken by her.

Good, another charge.

Bai Shu took out his small notebook and jotted it down carefully.

Each stroke represents more bonuses!
While writing, he pretended to comfort Xuecunling a few words, and made an appointment to contact her later.

The moment the call was cut off, the thoughts of the two parties were strangely synchronized: the next time they meet, they will get rid of her/him.

Bai Shu put down his phone and yawned, but he didn't dare to sleep, he was afraid that when he woke up, the wound would be healed.

So he just stared at the ceiling for a few minutes, the door was pushed open with a creak, and Conan slipped in.

(End of this chapter)