Conan was equally shocked.

He stared at the window until the Shinkansen slowed down and was about to make an emergency stop to the side of the road, then he pressed his temple and answered the flight attendant's words in the wind, which was gradually decreasing:

"The briefcase is not light, and he may be worried that he will not be able to throw it outside the bridge."

“…… But our car, the window is only about four meters from the side of the bridge, as long as you push harder, you can still throw it. ”

The flight attendant was moved and guilty at the same time, hanging his head and sighing: "I just reminded him." ”

Conan was stunned, is that so?

With his height, standing in the middle of the hallway, he couldn't see out the window.

But it stands to reason that black cats can see.

Then why won't he throw it out? Do you have to jump on your own?

After thinking about this question for two seconds, Conan suddenly thought of something, and his face turned white: "...... I hurt him. ”

"What?" The flight attendant stared at the child in amazement, wondering what the unsung hero had to do with jumping out of the window.

Conan lowered his head and pushed his glasses:

"There are some people who become single-minded when they are overly nervous. To put it simply, it's easy to get a tendon – just like when I was thinking about keeping the bomb that was about to explode away from the crowd, I forgot that it would explode with a vibration and almost kick it......

"My actions at that time made the point of 'shaking cause the briefcase to explode' highlighted in the black cat's mind.

"Misled by my actions, he tried his best to avoid concussions, fearing that the pressure and chaotic air currents on the briefcase when he threw it would cause it to explode...... I jumped out with it in my arms. ”

“…… So that's it! ”

Although I think this child knows too much, and his language skills are not like a child, but the flight attendants don't have time to pay attention to this violation for some reason.

Several staff members took off their hats, bowed deeply in the direction of the bridge, and sighed sincerely: "You are a good person, a real hero!" ”

……

The "real hero" did not expect that in the eyes of others, he had evolved into a martyr, and there were even several people who took the initiative to grab the pot for his "sacrifice".

In fact, at the beginning, Shiraishi only planned to throw the briefcase out.

But the moment he grasped the handle of the briefcase, feeling the countless eyes concentrated on his body, he suddenly changed his mind.

- If the bomb crisis is successfully resolved, no matter how the people outside try to clean up the mess, at least in the VIP car on the second floor, he will definitely be one of the focuses of many people's eyes for the next period of time.

And if you want to remove the mask, the most annoying thing is "being stared at".

At that time, it was different from the usual masquerade, even if you barely disappeared with the help of the blind spot, a few hip-hop clothes on your body would be left, and in the eyes of others, it was a bit like abandoning clothes and running naked, and the wind review might become very strange......

And although Shiraishi's actions were quite stealthy when he was shopping for clothes, if these clothes were left in the car, no matter how he thought about it, it would become a clue to find him.

No matter how useless the clue was, Shiraishi didn't want it to stay—it was safest to be blown to ashes and then washed away by the water.

In addition, the wind was so strong at that time, and there were many horizontal fences and wires on the bridge, if one hand slipped and was not thrown accurately, and the briefcase hit a hard object, it would definitely cause a tragedy in the world.

In the end, for Conan's detective who had opened the hanging, the black tie that flew out of the car in full view of everyone was more completely dissociated from Shiraishi, who had been sitting in Suzuki's field of sight.

In short, the act of jumping out of the car was an act taken by Shiraishi after careful consideration in many ways in order to achieve the most perfect result - not because he felt that the back of the bomb breaking out of the window was more handsome.

Is he the kind of person who likes to pretend?

Of course not, he is obviously very pragmatic.

After satisfying himself and reviewing his actions, and making a conscious and pertinent assessment of them, Shiraishi withdrew his gaze from the window and began to guess in a whisper like everyone else in the carriage what had happened.

The Shinkansen came to a halt quickly, and by this time the bridge had already been crossed. The flight attendant asked the passengers to get off the train in an orderly manner, and after a detailed inspection, the passengers' luggage was carried down by the staff and returned to everyone.

After they all got out of the car, Maoriran finally found Conan in the chaotic crowd.

She let go of her hanging heart, and originally wanted to severely criticize this child who was running around, but as soon as she got closer, she saw Conan's face turned blue and looked very trance-like, thinking that he was frightened by the bomb, and she couldn't help but soften.

In the end, she just said two sentences angrily:

"Don't run around next time! It is impossible for Mr. Shiraishi to send you back every time, you are so easy to run into danger! If you happened to be next to the gangster who planted the bomb just now, and the bomb was not disposed of......"

When Conan heard the word "White Stone", he blamed himself even more.

He was a little hesitant to tell Mao Lilan what had just happened, with the other party's sentimental character, he must be sad to know that his neighbor died.

…… Let's wait until we find Suzuki's garden and tell them together. At that time, the eldest lady with a detached personality will definitely be able to give Xiaolan a lot of comfort.

However, when he finally saw Suzuki Sonoko's pumps with small silver plates, he looked up, but Conan, who was about to tell them the bad news, froze.

- Next to Suzuki's garden, there was a very familiar person.

Conan almost thought he was dazzled, stared at Shiraishi and blurted out, "Why are you here?!" ”

"Huh?" The downstairs neighbor turned to him with a puzzled expression, as if he didn't understand why he was asking this.

Sonoko Suzuki bent down, rolled over the dead fish's eyes, and poked Conan's face with her fingertips:

"Are you scared stupid, have you forgotten? We met Ritsuki-kun at Nagoya Station, and we've been ~ sitting together ever since. ”

Ritsuki-kun? Mao Lilan, who was listening, was a little confused, did he call his name so soon. She turned her head to look at Shiraishi, who had a similar expression to hers.

"No, I'm not asking that." Conan didn't care about this slot for the time being, he continued to look at Shiraishi, incomprehensible, "You ...... before Didn't you jump out of the car? How did you get back? ”

He was a little confused for a while, and his mind began to try to model, simulating how the "black cat" jumped with a bomb and survived in full view...... Is it by the steel wire that was thrown out?

"What a car jump, don't say such unlucky words."

Sonoko Suzuki pinched Conan's face again: "Ritsuki has been sitting next to me, and he comforted me after the explosion!" Her face was slightly red, she blinked at Bai Shi, and said shyly and emotionally, "It's really reliable." ”

"......" doesn't even add a name, just call the name...... A few dumb hairs jumped out of Maolilan's head, and she felt that the speed of making friends in the garden was really a bit fast.

…… Always? This word made Conan finally realize one thing.

At that time, the Shinkansen was completely closed, except for the windows on the second floor that were smashed open by a thermos cup. And the angle of the black cat when it flies out is also flat, even if it turns around and comes back, the biggest possibility is that it is flat on the speeding carriage.

Thinking about it from another angle, the fact that you can see a single hair of Shiraishi here may not be because of the black cat's amazing escape level, but because it ...... Did you pick up the wrong vest in the first place?

He brushed away Suzuki Sonoko's hand that kept poking him in the face: "Shiraishi really sat next to you just now?" Never left? ”

"yes." Suzuki Sonoko didn't know what to think, suddenly one hand held his face intoxicated, and the other hand grabbed a stack of photos that had just been spit out, and shook it happily twice, "It looks good when you fall asleep, and the three-dimensional and layered sense when the sun shines on it is simply ......."

"Garden, garden." Mao Lilan was sweating wildly, and he almost didn't dare to look in the direction of Baishi.

The girlfriend was probably also affected by the explosion and the sudden evacuation just now, and the first lady appearance gradually disappeared and began to get excited.

If you expose your true nature in this way......

She finally couldn't help but peek at Shiraishi, and sure enough, when she saw the other party staring at the camera in Suzuki Sonoko's hand, her face was full of words.

Suzuki Sonoko was interrupted by Mao Lilan, and finally realized that the candid shooting didn't seem good.

She stiffened slightly, laughed a few times, and wanted to put the photos away, but her hand reached for the small satchel on her waist, and Conan suddenly grabbed the pile of photos and flipped through them.

The blurred scenery outside the window matched, the light matched, and from the reflection of the smooth and clean glass, you could still see Suzuki's grinning face and the camera she was holding.

If these can barely be explained as a time difference, then the last one completely makes Conan unable to stick to his previous views.

It was a somewhat mushy photo, probably caused by the shaking of the hands of the person taking the photo, but even so, I could see a little abnormal light outside, which was the fire at the time of the explosion.

While the black cat was disposing of the bomb, Shiraishi literally slept on the chair.

Looking at it, Conan sighed again, returned the photo to Suzuki Sonoko, looked at the bridge in the distance that was temporarily blocked by the police in the distance, and closed himself again without saying a word.

Looking at his expression, Shiraishi unscrewed his water cup and breathed a sigh of relief quietly while drinking.

Finally believed.

It's no wonder that when Maori Kogoro is away, Conan always likes to choose Sonoko Suzuki as the anesthetic needle target - her ability to circle the unconscious field is quite strong, this assist, this evidence...... Shiraishi almost thought that he was sleepwalking and found a tray.

Having said that, the photos are really good-looking, much better than his previous selfies, and I'm going to come over and wash them later and hang them on my wall.