Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

In front of Xinfan, Jiang Guling contacted Belmode using a communicator and told Belmode that he had met someone who looked like Shirley in the car. She confirms.

On the other side, "Shirley", who deliberately showed her face in front of Bourbon, looked at the photo sent by Bourbon on the phone screen and smiled with satisfaction.

"Confirm the goal and implement it as planned." "Shirley" said every word.

There was no problem with Bourbon. Next, it seemed that it was time for her to see her dear princess.

The smile between "Shirley"'s brows and eyes became deeper, but it was still vaguely obsessed with obsession and madness.

At this time, Hui Yuanai just followed Conan to the seventh carriage, and Conan was confirming to the conductor whether this carriage was the seventh carriage, and she and the others were waiting nearby.

Suddenly, Hui Yuanai felt a terrifying aura locked her, making her cold from head to toe.

This feeling hasn't appeared for a long time, it's the organization, no, it should be the woman, she is nearby!

Hui Yuanai didn't dare to turn her head, she was afraid that as long as she turned her head, she would see that person's eyes full of killing intent.

"Saichan?" Ayumi Yoshida, who was standing next to Huiyuanai, noticed the abnormality of Huiyuanai, and looked back suspiciously.

Hui Yuanai shook his head gently, indicating that he was okay.

No matter what, she can't affect these innocent children.

Fortunately, the feeling of horror comes and goes quickly. When Hui Yuanai stopped shaking, she found that her back was soaked.

"Are you sure this is a seven-carriage?" Conan's small body is not enough to look at in front of an adult. Even if the conductor is sitting in a chair, he still has to raise his head high to ensure that the other party can hear his question clearly.

"Yes." The conductor looked a little confused, "I am the conductor who is responsible for the seventh carriage. I am pretty sure this is the seventh carriage."

After that, he smiled again: "However, in order to keep the train mysterious, as close as possible to the Orient Express, all the cars of the Suzuki number are not marked with numbers, and the letters on the boxes are exactly the same, which will indeed cause confusion for passengers. Yes. At that time, even those of us who have been working on the Suzuki were confused."

Conan said solemnly: "Then call the police. No matter where the seventh carriage is, we did see someone shot and killed at 7#B, and we must be the murderer still on the train."

"Shot?" The conductor was dumbfounded. "There is such a thing? Then why don't you call the police earlier?"

"Because we initially thought it was part of a reasoning game."

"Maybe it was someone who made a prank. In short, if you are really curious about the number of the car you are in, please ask a conductor like me. We will not mistake our position." The conductor obviously told Conan and the others. Said shooting case was disapproving.

No way, Conan and others had to go to 7#B to reconfirm.

Of course, the carriage will not disappear out of thin air. Someone must be making a fuss.

The door of 7#B's box was pushed open again by Conan. This time, the scene inside was different from before. Only Suzuki Yuanko was in the car.

Seeing Conan, Suzuki Sonoko's addiction to drama suddenly came up. She deliberately raised her face and said viciously: "What the **** is going on with you little ghosts? Didn't I tell you, this is eight carriages, eight carriages, listen. Don’t understand? Okay, you guys leave quickly!"

After that, she reached out and pushed Conan and others out of the box, and closed the box door rudely.

Conan was even more confused now.

"Strange..." Mitsuhiko murmured, "The conductor clearly said that this is the seventh carriage. Why did Yuanzi, who should have been in the eighth carriage, appear here?"

Sister Yuanzi who was supposed to be in the eight carriages...

Conan recalled the scenes of accidentally entering the carriage of Suzuki Garden twice, comparing them carefully and differently. He always felt that in addition to the number of people, there were some details that he hadn't noticed.

At this moment, the sound of shoe soles colliding with the carpet came from the other side of the corridor.

Conan looked for his voice and saw a familiar figure appearing at the end of the corridor-it was Mao Lilan.

"Sister Xiaolan." Conan greeted him immediately, "There is nothing wrong with the seven carriages here, right?"

Xin Fan was stunned, and then laughed: "Are you already fainted? Yuanzi and I are in the eight compartments of the same box."

"No, I think you must be the same as us, all received..." Conan suddenly paused.

"What did you receive?" Xinfan asked, bending slightly.

Conan raised his head and looked at him, and his eyes gradually became inquiring.

"You are not Maurilan." Conan asked in a low voice, "Who are you?"

The smile at the corner of Xin Fan's mouth deepened: "What are you talking about, Conan?"

He knew that no matter how seamless his disguise was, he would definitely not be able to hide it from Kudo Shinichi, but Kudo Shinichi's time to see through the disguise was indeed beyond his expectation. It can be said that Conan discovered it almost instantaneously when he came into close contact with "Moulilan".

This is basically impossible for a layman who has never been exposed to Disguise.

Conan's eyes went straight into Xinfan's eyes. These eyes were modified by their pupils, and they were exactly the same as Mao Lilan, but the emotions contained in the eyes were different. Conan didn't feel any danger in "Mau Lilan". On the contrary, he felt that this person felt very familiar to him and seemed to be trustworthy.

Conan twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing a confident smile: "Brother Asano, is it interesting to play with me as Sister Xiaolan?"

He did not use the privately used "Mr. Asano" and "Oran", because even if he had confirmed that the person in front of him was Nobuhira Asano, he still had to be as cautious as possible before being further recognized.

In this way, in case "Moulilan" is pretended by other members of the organization, such as Belmode ~www.readwn.com~, his words will only betray Asano Nobuhiro.

Xin Fan Wenyan did not respond. Instead, he stretched out his hand and rubbed Conan's head. Then he straightened up and said to Dr. A Li: "So many of us standing here are too in the way. Let's go ahead and talk about it."

So a group of people squeezed into the small space of 7#B.

Suzuki Sonoko stunned: "Lan, what's the situation?"

Xin Fan made a helpless expression: "I knew we couldn't hide Conan for too long. The children of the Junior Detectives are very powerful."

"Ah, it was so easy to expose our performance!" Suzuki Sonoko was annoyed, "I think I did a great job."

Conan retracted his gaze on "Morilan", turned to Suzuki Sonoko, and explained, "Because I saw the envelope on the table before, you must have also received the notice of the start of the game, right?"

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