Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

The conductor glanced at the clock hung on the platform, and prepared to put away the metal pedals that are convenient for passengers to ride. At this moment, a small figure suddenly sprang out from the platform and rushed straight in his direction.

It took a few seconds for the conductor to react and hurriedly stopped and said, "Brother, you can't go up, the train will start soon!"

Conan didn't say a word, just showed his ring, and the conductor had to let him get on the train. It's just that while he finished his work, he was surprised that no one's children were running around without an adult watching.

Conan didn't stop in the middle, and ran all the way from where he got in to Dr. Aka's car. He wanted to confirm whether Dr. Aka and Asano had left here according to his advice.

In a daze, Conan's aftermath suddenly caught a figure that flashed by.

Orchid? !

Conan stopped abruptly and looked in the direction of the figure. However, there was only an empty corridor in that carriage, all the doors of the rooms were closed, and there was no one person.

Maybe he was wrong just now. After all, Xiaolan should stay with Kogoro Mouri now.

When Conan's footsteps faded away, in a box separated from him by a wooden wall, a girl of about seventeen or eighteen years old was sitting by the window. With a smile in her clear eyes, she kept falling on the laptop screen after she retracted her gaze from the door.

"Are these people related to the organization?" A light circle popped up in the upper right corner of the screen, and then Hiroki's voice sounded again.

The girl shook her head slightly: "It doesn't matter."

Hongshu was puzzled: "Then why did you let me investigate them?"

"Because they have a story." The girl laughed, "and the story best reflects human nature. Guess what interesting things this story can make them do?"

Hongshu was silent, and he felt a bitter chill.

The girl seemed to have not noticed Hiroki's abnormality, and she said to herself: "Noto Testor, located in Room A of the Eight Carriage, was a former Self-Defense Force officer and a friend of a certain capitalist who died four years ago.

"Murohashi Yueren has been booking room B with eight carriages for several years. This year, Suzuki Garden went through the back door and was forced to change to room B with seven carriages. After the death of the capitalist, he has sold precious paintings many times and seems to be a collector.

"An Dongyu, painting connoisseur, is located in Room C of Carriage Eight.

"Xiajiang Xiaomin and her female worker Sumitomo Hiraka live in Room D of the Eight Cars.

"The last room in the eight-carriage compartment E, the guest is 33-year-old Chubmorli." The girl read their situation one by one, and then said, "The six of them are the same as the capitalist who was buried in the flames four years ago. It's related, and they are all survivors of that accident."

Hongshu couldn't help but asked, "Brother Jingguang, is this the story you're telling?"

The young girl, to be precise, Maorilan in disguise of Xinfan, calmly closed the laptop: "Don’t you think the situation in carriage 8 is very similar to the murder on the Orient Express? Because of the reasons planted in the past, the results of the collective trial were harvested. , Very reasonable, but full of drama."

Hong Shumao: "Aren't we for a small sorrow today?"

"Yes, it's for her." Xinfan made a final adjustment to his disguise, "but before the main event, we always encounter some appetizers."

He didn't want to watch a living person die in front of him, even if that person had committed an unforgivable guilt.

Besides, who knows how much the criminal's revenge action will have on his plan, it is of course the best to be able to pinch it in the cradle.

As for how to find the person who wanted to work on the mysterious train, Xinfan decided to go to the eight carriages first.

He was wearing the same blue sweater and army green pants as Mao Lilan when he went out today, and even the backpack he was carrying was the one that Mao Lilan bought recently.

Xin Fan didn't ask to hide Conan, as long as he could disrupt Belmode's plan was enough.

Before reaching the eighth carriage, there was a loud conversation in front of him.

When Xinfan walked in, both parties in the conversation came into view—Xiajiang Xiaomin in a wheelchair, the female worker who took care of her, and Noto Taize who carried a long black bag.

"You still bring that thing." Xiao Xiao Xia Jiang lowered her head slightly, making it difficult to see the expression on her face.

Noto Tester subconsciously tightened the back strap of the bag, pretending to be calm and said: "We have no difference, right? Otherwise, no one will come here every year."

Xiaomin Xiajiang snorted lightly and signaled Sumitomo Jihua to push her to the dining car.

When passing by the junction of the eight-carriage and the seventh-carriage, Xiaomin Xiajiang and Xinfan met head-on.

Xinfan clearly saw Xiao Xiao Xiajiang's face suddenly become more solemn, with a strong vigilance.

He politely turned to the side and gave way to Xiao Xiao Xiajiang, who had limited mobility.

Noto Testor also noticed Shinhan. He turned around and was about to go back to the room, but was stopped the next second.

"Mr. Noto, you should be the famous kendo player Noto Testor, right?" Shinshige showed admiration at the right time, and took a few steps forward to stop Noto Testor.

Noto Testor had to turn around to look at him, and smiled awkwardly: "Little girl, you have a good reputation. I'm not a professional player, it's just a personal hobby."

"Then, this is the bamboo sword behind you, right?" Xin Fan looked expectant, "Can I see it?"

"I…"

Noto Testor had no time to refuse, and his bag fell into Xinfan's hands. Fortunately, this seemingly reckless girl did not act recklessly. She seemed to know how to protect the bamboo sword. After seeing it, she repacked it in the bag and returned it to him.

"It's really a good sword." Xin Fan exclaimed.

After hearing these words, Noto Taitze's face eased a lot. He explained: "I haven't participated in an official kendo competition for a long time. Although I don't know where you heard my name, thank you. ."

Shinshige kept smiling, UU reading www.uukanshu.com and Noto Testor looked at each other.

Noto Teze should really love kendo, and the only thing that can make him give up kendo is the fire that happened four years ago.

Suddenly, with the sound of "clicking" the door opened, Suzuki Sonoko poked her head out of room B.

"Xiaolan, it's you! I heard your voice in the room!" Suzuki Yuanko walked over in surprise, and affectionately wrapped Xinfan's arm, "Didn't you go to see the client with Uncle Maori, why? Suddenly came again? And you didn't go to the box to find me the first time, it was too much."

Xin Fan silently opened the distance between him and Suzuki Yuanzi. After all, he was very different from Mao Lilan in all aspects of body and height, and intimate contact was very likely to make people detect anomalies.

"Because I met Mr. Noto Taisaku, he is a very powerful kendo player." Shinshige explained to Suzuki Sonoko while returning to the box with her.

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