Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

"Why are you asking about this? Wouldn't you have prepared a surprise for Xiaolan at the terminal?" Suzuki Sonoko was stunned, "but today Xiaolan is going to see her client with Uncle Maori, so she won't be able to board the bus."

"no……"

Suzuki Sonoko interrupted Kudo Shinichi with a bluff, "Wait, how do you know that the mystery train's terminal is in Nagoya? This is the top secret of the mystery train. If you tell the passengers easily, you will lose the fun."

"Sure enough, it's Nagoya." Conan was a little upset when he heard that.

Early in the morning, he calculated the end of the Suzuki express train based on the train schedule of the day, but because the official information was not sufficient at the time, he reasoned out three possible results. Later, because he was going to meet the client with Kogoro Moori and missed the ride on the mysterious train, Conan didn't bother to think about this problem anymore.

Unexpectedly, the organization would choose the mysterious train. What is their purpose?

Could it be for... Dr. Ari?

"What!" Suzuki Sonoko looked at the phone interface showing the end of the call, with an unhappy face, "He said that there was still something to do and ended the call in a hurry. What a rude guy!"

Stepping came over in a curious manner and asked, "Sister Yuanzi, is the guy you talking about the Xinyi brother?"

"Yes, it's the heartless Kudo Shinichi!"

Dr. A Li smiled embarrassedly: "Shinichi may be really in a hurry. He seems to be helping the police all the time."

As he was talking, Dr. Aka's cell phone rang suddenly, and Dr. Aka made an apologetic expression to Sonoko Suzuki, and then answered the phone: "Hey, it's me, Aka... Ah, it's Shinichi."

Suzuki Sonoko's eye knife immediately attacked Dr. Akasa. The doctor's face changed slightly, and he covered the microphone in embarrassment. He stood a little further away, and his voice was also lowered a lot:

"Hey, Shinichi, what the **** is going on? Aren't you with Mr. Maori?"

"Doctor, something has happened." At the end of the call, Conan accelerated the solar skateboard to the extreme and shuttled in the traffic, while seriously answering Dr. Akasa's question, "If the Suzuki express train hasn't started yet, you can find one. Excuse me, take the children out of there, the farther the better!"

Dr. A Li was startled slightly: "Could it be that those guys..."

"I'm not in the car. Their target is either you or Asano." Conan groaned. "But Asano Huihara's identity should not have been exposed yet. She is protected by Mr. Asano, so don't worry. It's you, if you encounter it. It's bad if you go to them."

Dr. Aka looked around, avoiding the curious and inquisitive gazes of Sonoko Suzuki and the Junior Detectives not far away, and whispered: "But I haven't seen Mr. Asano until now, Xiao Ai said she doesn't know about Asano. The whereabouts of Xinfan, maybe he won't come here at all today."

Conan was surprised: "How come?"

According to his understanding of Asano Nobuhiro, Asano Nobuhiro will never put Huihara Ai alone in danger, unless he has no idea about organizing this operation. But if he doesn't even know who is the target of organizing this operation?

Conan's expression became more serious. He controlled the skateboard over the railing beside the road, passing by several cars waiting for the red light.

"Anyway, you must never get in the car, I will be there soon."

At the same time, as soon as Mouri Kogoro started the car, Mouriran received a call.

"Dr. A Li? What, Shinichi is in danger!" Mao Lilan's face changed suddenly, and she hurriedly opened the car door and jumped down.

"Hey, Lan!!!"

Kogoro Mouri yelled his daughter, but he only received a sentence floating in the air: "I will not go anymore, dad be careful!"

What, why didn't all of them go?

Mouri Kogoro looked inexplicable, but for the high commission fee, he still decided to go to the place he had agreed with the client to take a look.

...

Jiang Yan pressed the invisible earphone next to his ear, and stepped on the platform of Tokyo Station with a calm expression.

The shadow of the lowered hat concealed his gently opening and closing lips, and the noisy ambient sound concealed the movement of his whispered conversation.

"How about it, is my disguised technique still pass?" Jiang Guling's mouth raised slightly, revealing a very shallow smile.

"Very good." At the other end of the signal, Xinfan gave a very high evaluation, "It is more than enough to deceive ordinary people."

Today is the first time he has changed his voice since he learned how to change his voice. Because the technique is still immature, Xinfan chose Dr. Ari, a relatively easy target for him to imitate. The voice processed by Jiang Gu Ling was distorted by the microphone, and it was a little more real in Maorilan's ears. Moreover, it is related to Kudo Shinichi's safety, and Morilan has no extra thoughts to doubt the authenticity of this Dr. Aka.

"You asked me to trick Mao Lilan out, then what?" Jiang Gu Ling asked.

At this time, outside Tokyo Station, a silver Maserati parked on the bustling street. The car owner doesn't seem to know what a low-key is, and specifically chooses such an eye-catching place to park. Passers-by looked at this slick sports car curiously, but the privacy film attached to the car window blocked their sight.

Xinfan leaned back on Maserati's soft leather chair, holding a mobile phone in his left hand and a Jiloises between the tips of his right fingers.

"You don't have to worry about the next thing." Xinfan said calmly, "I will settle Maori Lan."

Jiang Gu Ling was puzzled: "What are you going to do? Belmode has not shared her plan with me, but I think she should let me be the executioner."

"It's obvious." Xin Fan chuckles, "She wants to maintain her image in front of her son."

Jiang Gu Ling stunned: "Son?"

He showed his passing ring to the conductor ~www.readwn.com~ and then followed a few passengers to the No. 7 car near the rear. Further ahead is the first-class carriage No. 8, and in front of carriage No. 8 is the last freight carriage of the mysterious train.

Jiang Guling pushed open the door of room C and walked in. When the door was closed behind him, he whispered, "I'm in place."

This sentence was passed to two people at the same time.

Belmode curled his lips, and his eyes fell on a group of children not far away.

Look at them, Shirley, you should know what you do best, right?

Xinfan leaned back. In order to prevent the smell of smoke from staining his clothes, he didn't light the cigarette, just put it under his nose and sniffed it lightly, and at the same time secretly smacked Jiang Guling's professionalism.

A few minutes later, when the mysterious train was about to leave the platform, Xin Fan finally pushed the door and got off the train and walked towards Tokyo Station.

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