When Gin notices Conan, Tita, who is sitting across from him, keenly notices that something is wrong with Gin.

I took out my mobile phone and took a haircut like an ordinary little girl who loves beauty.

Through the screen of the mobile phone, I saw the Maori family who had just come in.

"Looks like there's going to be trouble in this car."

Tita sighed, her expression a little excited.

Although when Bailey and Zipro were busy as dogs, they came out for a leisurely vacation, which was a refreshing feeling!

But the dull time is too long, and for her, it is a little boring.

It's just that this is on the train, and she can't just kill people to play, it will cause trouble for the boss.

Kaluwa, who had been looking down and nibbling on the steak, turned his head to look at her blankly.

He is just an ordinary researcher, and he doesn't have the vigilance and observation of this group of people, and he doesn't know that there are protagonists in their world.

Tita gestured with her eyes in the direction where Maori was sitting, and whispered:

"That uncle's family has a Grim Reaper, and there are murders wherever he goes."

Kaluwa looked at Uncle Maori carefully, he didn't know him, he didn't feel that his quality was very good, he kept babbling, and there was nothing special to note.

"Do we need to get off early?"

Shirakawa took a sip of water: "It's okay, it won't involve us anyway, so let's have fun."

Then he turned to Gin and said, "Gin, if you are recognized by Mr. Mori, it may be a little troublesome."

In order to prevent their identities from being revealed, Ya Shirakawa, Tita, and Kaluwa all undergo a certain level of disguise and disguise.

Dita, for example, disguised herself as an ordinary oriental girl.

Only gin!

Not even a single hair has changed!

The clothes and hats are still the same as they usually wear!

Tita has her say on this:

"Gin, the way you look now, I guess I want to arrest you, and everyone has a portrait.

"Don't you really think about disguise?"

As he spoke, he pointed to a few people who thought they were hiding well:

"Those guys have followed us all the way."

Ever since they started their trip, the Japanese police have been following them all the time.

People changed one stubble after another, and there were those who planned to turn into the room while they were sleeping, but they didn't dare to come up and beat them together.

Perhaps, it is because of the fear that Gin will harm innocent people?

Wouldn't it be better to secretly isolate and dismiss the onlookers?

Tita said she didn't understand.

Gin sneered, "It's just a bunch of waste, you're scared?"

Tita sighed and looked at Kalua lovingly:

"If there is a fight, Kalua will be in danger."

Tita's eyes suddenly became empty, and the whole person leaned limply towards Kalua: .br>

"Hmm~ People are still waiting for you to help me research a new way to restore my appearance~

Tita touched her disguised face:

"Every time I take the medicine, people will become so scary~Brother~ You just help others~"

When Tita kills, she likes to fight for her life.

But the tissue recovery medicine is highly toxic to her, and every time she takes it, she will enter a hideous state for a period of time.

Kaluwa's face was visibly red, and he looked like a licking dog favored by the goddess:

"Okay, I'll study it when I get back."

Gin and Shirakawa Ye looked surprised, anyway, Kaluwa promised Tita so many times, and he didn't see him really study.

In his words:

"This kind of Tita, I like it the most, and any change is not worthy of forgiveness."

Of course, it's not worth forgiving, depending on who the person is.

Last year, Shirakawa Xing felt that Tita's originally black hair was not good-looking, so he had to make her blond, and Kaluwa didn't dare to say a word.

…………

Conan, who was stiffened into a stone, finally reacted after being called by Xiaolan a few times.

Like an ordinary child, he trotted and ran to Xiaolan to sit down, holding a cup to cover his face, and secretly observing the gin table.

There were four of them, and the other three looked ordinary, with no gun calluses on their hands and no other professional features.

Compared with Gin's obvious villain aura, those three are more like ordinary people.

That kind of vicious gangster who would travel in a car with ordinary people?

Conan thought it was impossible.

He touched the black technology glasses that the doctor had made for him, and the temples of the glasses could be removed to be used as a monitor, which helped him a lot in previous cases.

But the members of the group are murderous and defensive.

Conan remembered Bailey's guy who shot at the slightest disagreement and wanted to kill at every turn.

If the people in that organization are all of Bailey's character, once someone is found to be eavesdropping, I'm afraid that everyone in this car is in danger, right?

But, if he doesn't do anything this time, he is really unwilling!

How can you not be suspected and get important information?

Conan fell into deep thought.

"What does such a small box look like?"

The angry voice of the next table woke up Conan, who was pensive.

I saw a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes sitting in front of them, reprimanding his subordinate who was standing respectfully next to him:

"Didn't I say you had to book a royal box?"

The subordinate's submissive way:

"I'm really sorry, but boss, you only said you were going to fly the Star Big Dipper last week. For such a popular train, I was lucky to be able to buy a box that matched the number of people."

The more Maori looked at it, the more he felt that middle-aged people were familiar, and then inserted into the topic:

"Uh, excuse me, may I ask where we met?"

The middle-aged man looked back at Maori a few times, but he was not impressed.

I recognized Mao Lilan opposite, who is the main artist promoted by Shirakawa Entertainment, and is currently participating in the second female lead in a detective drama.

It is said that Maolilan had a detective father, and every time her father helped the police solve a crime, Maoliran's picture would appear in the newspapers.

Coupled with the promotion of detective dramas, even if he doesn't usually watch TV, he can recognize it.

The subordinate very dutifully touted the boss:

"You must have seen it on TV, our jewelry store was robbed some time ago, and the owner was interviewed by the media."

Receiving the prompt, Maori remembered:

"Oh, you're the boss who drove away the robbers alone."

Conan asked Xiaolan next to him suspiciously:

"Sister Xiaolan, is there really such a case?"

Maoliran nodded:

"Well, it was the last two days.

"The case was very bizarre, and it was said that the gangsters left without stealing anything, and left a message, 'This is not the same as promised.'"

Is this not the same as saying yes?

This line gives Conan a strange sense of familiarity, feeling like where he has seen this case before.

His brow furrowed, and he forgot about gin for a moment.

By the time they reacted, Gin and his party were already preparing to leave the restaurant.

Conan secretly said that it was not good, and hurried to catch up.

Unfortunately, he tripped over his target and unwillingly hammered the ground.

That night, Conan was in bed, caught up in gin and the familiar but unremembered case.

Together with Mao Lilan, he looked at the scenery outside and thought about the case.

As he passed through the tunnel, a sentence suddenly sounded in his mind:

[The sound of gunfire and screams are drowned out by the rumbling sound inside the tunnel]

Conan was stunned, whose voice?

A few frightened screams followed, causing the drowsy Maori to wake up instantly.

Pulling the car door and looking at the dark aisle, a male voice sounded in Conan's mind again:

[The man, like a hungry beast, quickly passed through the dark passage]

As these words rang out, a man in a black coat ran quickly past their door.

Seeing this, Maori tried to stop the man.

The flight attendant who chased after him immediately reminded loudly:

"He's a murderer, he's just killed someone with a pistol!"

The murderer stopped, opened a door, and fired a few shots inside, then at Maori and the others.

By the time Conan and Mori reacted, the killer had disappeared.

Conan heard a strange voice in his head again:

[However, within a few minutes, the man disappeared]

Maori hurried after him to the door that had been opened by the robbers, only to find that there was no one inside, only the broken windows.

Conan involuntarily said:

"The sound of the wind and the sound of the train play a noisy melody......

It was a strange feeling, Conan felt like he was going through a stage play that had been edited.

Stage plays?

That's right!

Conan remembered that what was happening in front of him was exactly the same as the case his father had written!

The train was brought to an emergency stop, and the police soon arrived and began to eliminate the scene and gather information.

Conan hurriedly found a place and used the voice changer to tune up Kudo Shinichi's voice, ready to call his father.

Conan doesn't want his mom and dad to know about him yet, after all, that organization is too scary, and if they do, they will be in danger.

After waiting for a few seconds, the phone was not connected.

Conan hung up the phone unwillingly and looked at the time, now the United States, where Shirakawa Star is located, is still daytime.

After thinking about it, he called Shirakawa Xing.

If he remembers correctly, his father once showed this unpublished book to Shirakawa Xing's brother Shirakawa Night, maybe Shirakawa Xing can help him ask about the ending.

…………

In a small village in Hokkaido, Bailey stepped on a man's chest, watched his blood slowly flow from the wound on his neck, and licked his lips excitedly:

"Don't worry, if you confess too early, it's going to be boring.

"Let me see where another knife is prettier."

Bailey is like an elegant nobleman arranging flowers, but his vase is a living person, and his flowers are sharp knives.

The phone suddenly vibrate, and Bailey opened it and looked at it, a little surprised.

He stood up and stepped on the man's chest with a slight force, promising that he would not die and would not make a sound.

Coughing lightly, in the voice of Shirakawa Xing, he picked up the phone:

"Hey, Conan? You're still on the train, aren't you? Did something happen?"

The call was successfully connected, and Conan breathed a sigh of relief:

"Brother Shirakawa, we have a murder case......

Conan told Shirakawa what he had encountered:

"Brother Shirakawa, Sister Xiaolan said that she had seen this case in Uncle Kudo's, but she didn't remember the ending, can you help ask?"

Conan skillfully pushed the pot to the people around him, after all, his current body was too small.

According to normal physiology, he was six years old when the book was created.

How did Conan find himself to trigger the case?

What the?

Didn't you send him the plot in the original book?

"I remember this story, it was indeed the work of Uncle Yusaku, but I remember that it was not published."

Although he didn't understand the situation, Shirakawa still sent Conan some plot:

"Uncle Yusaku hasn't finished writing yet, and the manuscript was robbed, and because I didn't see the ending, I was particularly impressed."

There is no ending

Is it?

Conan's expression was serious: "That's the case......

Shirakawa Xing kindly enlightened the elementary school students: "It's okay, just leave this kind of case to Uncle Maori."

Conan, the man behind the sleeping Maori, responded obediently:

"That's what I said, then I'll hang up first, Brother Shirakawa, you pay attention to rest."

Hanging up the phone, Shirakawa Xing snorted:

"I'm sorry, there's something else that's caught my attention, so...... Say! Where's the thing?"

…………

Shirakawa is harmonious and friendly on the side, and Conan is lively and lively on the side.

Maori and the police officers who came to investigate quarreled:

"I've said it all, I saw the murderer flee from here, and there will be no mistake!"

The officer didn't even lift his head, checking the marks on the ground:

"It's just that it looks like the lights in the hallway have been dimmed beforehand, and you've been shot again, and you're so excited that it's possible to see the wrong spot for a while."

Maori choked: "Yes, but ......."

The officer ignored him and commanded outside:

"The murderer may have hidden in other carriages, search for me, one by one!"

Conan felt that the officer had guessed correctly, and that there were indeed many strange traces left at the scene, such as: a closed, unlocked door, and a gun that fell on the ground......

Relying on his short appearance and weak sense of presence, he chased after him, ready to see the next suspects.

Next door to the box at the scene of the crime was the wife of the deceased, and although a shotgun was found, there was no trace of firing.

Next door is the submissive man in the dining room, his room is clean, and only one set of fishing gear catches Conan's attention.

No way, in the case he solved, there were too many fishing lines or something.

Coming to the third private room, which was also the last private room in this carriage, the officer knocked on the door.

It was as if it hadn't been heard, and there was no movement.

The officer, who was already in a bad mood, began to be irritable and banged the door:

"The police are handling the case, open the door! Open the door for me!"

Conan touched his chin and stared at the door, feeling that the person inside was a little suspicious.

It stands to reason that they have been tossing around for so long.

Shooting, parking, and searching.

No matter how well the people inside sleep, they should be aware of it!

Suspicious! All in all very suspicious!

"Wow-" and the door opened.

Conan looked up and saw the ...... with long silver hair

Gin?!

Conan's pupils shrank, and his whole body stiffened into stone again.

How did Gin end up here?

Could it be that this case has something to do with the organization?

What's going on with that?!