"Your ability to heal wounds quickly is very powerful, which I have personally experienced, so after you are shot, if it is the kind of penetrating wound, you only need to use that green light on your wound to heal it, so why go to a black clinic in private for special treatment? So the scar-like marks that I found, or a slight infection caused by a substandard sterile environment, are enough to indicate that you have had surgery, and there should be only one explanation, which is that the shot I fired hit your left arm, and the bullet stayed in your arm, so you had to go to the hospital to treat your gunshot wound in the middle of the bank robbery. Vermouth finished a long period of reasoning and looked at Kazama, who was standing stupidly on the sidelines, "How's it going?" Am I right? ”

"Basically, there is no problem, but this injury is not treated in the hospital, I can't trust those who are not familiar with it, so I asked Sherry to help me remove the bullet, the medical environment is also very bad, that is, in an apartment where no one lives, where it is not even clean and tidy, it is normal to have symptoms of infection, I didn't expect to be caught by you with such a little negligence." Kazama opened his mouth and licked his somewhat dry lips with his tongue, "But I still can't figure out what the connection is between this and the sniper?" Besides, didn't I already tell you, the detective got a sniper, and it was only because Gin had a vital sign monitoring device on him, and if his heart stopped beating, all the bombs on the train would be detonated, so I had to block this shot for that guy. Kazama didn't know if it was his own psychological effect, he felt that when he stood in front of the woman Vermouth, it was as if he had just taken a shower and not yet dressed, and he was blown cold by a gust of wind, and all his little secrets were completely hidden in front of her.

"You did say something about 'sniper', but I didn't expect that guy to be a sniper......" Vermouth uttered a very tongue-twisting sentence, Kazama's mind full of question marks, and he looked at Vermouth with a puzzled face. I thought you were just talking about a sniper, maybe just a normal gunman aiming at Gin, until I saw your wounds and I realized that it was really a sniper, at least he was using a real sniper rifle. ”

Vermouth's face showed a look of reminiscence, "I remember the bank robbery, the pistol I used should be a large-caliber Browning, the power of that gun can be considered very strong in a pistol, but it can't even penetrate your arm......" Vermouth walked up to Kazama and pulled his arm, "Because of this incident, I've always wondered if your body structure is different from that of an ordinary human, the arm of a first-grade elementary school student, Hit directly by Browning, the bullet would have remained in the body......"

Kazama can naturally understand what Vermouth means, and it is inevitable that this situation will occur, after all, purely from the attribute panel given by the system, his physical strength is already more than 10 times the average of ordinary humans. Kazama stopped interrupting Vermouth's reasoning, and he knew that this was not his stage anymore.

"From this, I began to realize how strong your physical fitness is, I also went downstairs to the apartment to observe, the only drain pipe that can be used as a support, there is no trace of anyone climbing, there are only two explanations, one is that you climb such a high floor without borrowing points and supports, and the other is that although you do climb up the stairs along the drain, but the control of the strength in the body has reached the point where it will not leak at all, In either case, your body is no longer human, and that's when I truly understand what a horrible presence our organization has provoked. Vermouth smiled sarcastically, "By the way, you should have picked up Yukiko and the others and caught up with this mysterious train again, right?" Bourbon told me he had seen you in the back of the car, and I think you had just jumped into the car through the blasted hatch. In this way, I can add another one, which runs at a speed of more than 80 kilometers per hour, which is much faster than many cars. ”

"So, after I saw your wound just now, the first thing that came to my mind was a relatively large caliber sniper rifle, as you mentioned, one of your ribs was broken, one of your lung lobes was pierced, and a bullet was fired out of your back. The only thing that can do that much damage in your body is a large-caliber sniper rifle, and I can't think of any other individual weapon that can hurt you like that. Vermouth's eyes suddenly sharpened, "When we first met on this train, you should have been like me, only knowing that Bourbon was involved in this operation, and had no idea that Gin would be secretly involved, right?" ”

"Huh? Oh... Oh...... Right. Kazama didn't expect Vermouth, who was already telling his reasoning, to suddenly ask him a question, and he didn't react for a moment.

"Since you don't know, then the little guy from the Kiko family shouldn't know either, so according to common sense, even if he will hire a lot of helpers for this operation, whether it is the Japanese police or the FBI, or what department of any country, no one will bring a large-caliber sniper rifle on the train. The distance for which the firearm is suitable is too far, at least more than 400 yards to be used, and this train is about 250 yards in total, and the 'Mr. Sniper' has no reason, let alone a need to bring such an eye-catching thing on the train, which is completely inconsistent with the principle of carrying out secret missions. ”

In Kazama's eyes, the expression on Vermouth's face at this time was exactly the same as that of Detective Edogawa, which clearly looked like he had found the truth, "So, I can assert that the person who brought the sniper rifle that injured you on the train was just a coincidence, and he should have had some other arrangement with the gun he carried with him, but it just happened to be in time for this incident and was pulled by the little detective to help." ”

"After you left, I stood there and thought for a long time, what kind of person would easily carry a large-caliber sniper rifle with him, and that person was still standing in the camp of that little detective, he was different from you, it was impossible for him to believe the person with a stain, so that sniper must be from the official forces, either a police officer or a soldier, or ...... FBI Investigators! Vermouth's tone rose slightly, and Kazama said all this to support her last inference, "Of all the people I know, the only one who would carry that kind of thing with him is the FBI investigator Shuichi Akai who died at Kir's hands!" ”

Kazama swallowed a mouthful of spit, he only felt his heart pounding wildly, this was nervousness or the uneasiness that the secret in his heart should be kept was suddenly broken, Kazama glanced at Vermouth in disbelief, where are you reasoning, obviously it is a fortune teller! As early as two months ago, when the train incident was not at all scored, Vermouth saw a wound on Kazama's arm that could not be called a wound, coupled with the gunshot wound he had just shown her, and after a long series of Kazama's more and more confused reasoning, he was able to come to Akai Shuichi's conclusion?