Half of his body had already leaned out of the window of Kazama, and seeing Conan climb onto the roof of the car, Kazama let go of his hand and returned to the car, he still had his task to do. After a burst of white mist, Kazama returned to his original form and appearance, this body has become accustomed to it, and habit is a terrible thing.

Kazama put the parasite that had been taken out of the hub space before to his mouth, and told them to provide the whereabouts of their companions, and the good news was that the only two reactions on this mysterious train were all in front of Kazama, that is, in the direction of the front of the car, and these two reactions represented Bourbon and Vermouth respectively, and at this time, Kazama was still very happy to get that both of them were in the first and second cars. Happy because she knew that Bourbon was in front, so as not to look for it in the back carriage and cause unnecessary trouble, and of course, happy because she knew that Vermouth had already gone to the front carriage, at least no matter what the outcome of this operation was, she was still safe.

Tell the parasite to lead the way in front, Kazama followed their guidance to the carriage in front of him, in the eyes of the parasite, there is a difference between Bourbon and Vermouth, because Bourbon is the living body of the parasite, that is, the reaction of his companions, and Vermouth is the breath left by the parasite after death, that is, the mark of the enemy, so Kazama can still distinguish the difference between the two.

Passing through room D in car number two, Vermouth's room was among them, but I didn't expect this woman to hide in Gin's room, I don't know how she knew that there was no one in this room, whether she happened to be here or because some other Kazama didn't have time to inquire for the time being, it was enough to know that she was safe. Without stopping around for long, Kazama continued to move forward, and according to the parasite's senses, Bourbon should have stayed in the first car.

After entering the first car, Kazama saw Bourbon in the crowd at a glance, after all, Japan is an Asian country, and it is rare for yellow people to have such a skin color, so Bourbon is very conspicuous. Kazama walked straight towards Bourbon, not hiding his form, and walked up to Bourbon as if he didn't care, "Let's talk, Mr. Bourbon. ”

"That's what I mean, but it doesn't seem like a good place to talk." Bourbon didn't seem to be very clear about Kazama's intentions, and still calmly talked to Kazama.

Bourbon led the way, Kazama followed him two steps behind him, and the two walked into room A of the first car, which is the box closest to the front of the entire mysterious train, of course, this box was not booked by Bourbon, but after Bourbon's passengers left here because of the commotion caused by Kazama, they moved Mr. Anton's somewhat tragic body to the room, so although the real owner of this room has returned to the first car, But they didn't dare to come back to their box at all, so they could only stand in the corridor, hoping that the train would come to the station and stop soon, but they didn't know if they would have such thoughts if they knew the real situation on the train.

Letting Kazama into the room first, Bourbon closed the door casually and glanced down at Mr. Anton's corpse, "I guess if it were you, you wouldn't have cared too much about this corpse." ”

"Of course, it's not unheard of anything more tragic than this." Kazama said that it didn't matter, "So don't mention these useless things, you should know exactly what I'm here for, Mr. Amuro......"

"It seems like this is the first time you've called me that today." Bourbon didn't directly state Kazama's intentions, but instead talked about the issue of the title.

"Yes, but as a member of the organization, why would you be worthy of the great detective who specially asked me to spare your life, this should show that he also has a lot of doubts about your identity, and maybe he has even found some evidence to support your identity, so Bourbon's title should not be accurate for you, and I can only call you Mr. Amuro, but this Amuro may not be your real name." Kazama said to Bourbon.

"It's really sharp." Amuro Toru smiled lightly, "Is the great detective you call Conan Edogawa?" I can't believe that first-grader could have such an impact on you, or ...... He wasn't a schoolboy in the first place, was he? ”

"Oh? Tell me what you know? Kazama wasn't in a hurry to force Bourbon to do things, it was always good to communicate more, maybe he could be persuaded to follow Conan's plan.

"Although Edogawa Conan has a complete identity information, it can be seen that it was forged by someone, and the time when he entered the Teidan Elementary School to study happened to be the time when the high school student detective Kudo Shinichi disappeared, and the biggest connection between Edogawa Conan and Kudo Shinichi is that both of them are friends with Dr. Asa at the same time, and both are related to the Maori family. It was also after Kudo Shinichi disappeared and Edogawa Conan appeared, that the confused detective Mori Kogoro, who was once very bad in society, turned into a famous detective Mori Kogoro, and the cattiness of this has to be suspicious. Bourbon said pointedly, not directly concluding that Conan was Shinichi, but he did not deviate from this argument in every word.

"With a keen sense of observation, excellent reasoning skills, and superb driving skills, Mr. Amuro, you're a lot better than that Irish guy, tell me what else you know." Bourbon's words intrigued Kazama, who decided to listen more to the other party's reasoning.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll reveal your secrets?"

"You don't have proof, everything is just speculation, you know? Irish, that guy made the exact same reasoning as you, and he almost found the evidence, but it's a pity that ......" Kazama gently pulled a long note and bought a pass, but Bourbon immediately picked up his words, "It's just a pity that he's dead, and he's dead along with this secret in his heart." ”

"Yes, dead people can't speak, and even if you make perfect reasoning, as long as you die, everything will be zero." Kazama's tone was flat and threatening to Bourbon, but behind his calm tone was a murderous intent that made Bourbon tremble.

"You won't kill me, even if it's because of the great detective you call me, and if I die, you don't know how to detonate those two bombs." Bourbon was right.

Kazama took a step forward, Bourbon felt that the pressure he was facing suddenly increased several times, staring into Kazama's eyes, seeing Kazama's right hand getting bigger and bigger in his field of vision, a heavy texture came from his left shoulder, looking at the small hand pressed on his shoulder, the sense of oppression in Bourbon's heart rose to the peak.

"Remember when you were in that bathroom? I just patted you lightly, and everything changed......" As Kazama's words grew, Bourbon felt that the surrounding environment had changed suddenly, as if even the walls around him had turned into beasts that had chosen to devour people, and a drop of cold sweat suddenly slipped down his forehead unconsciously.