This so-called bomb is simply a bait to deceive them!

As the radio sounded, the train gradually stopped, and the female detective, who realized that she had been deceived, quickly rushed back with Wataru Takagi and the conductor.

"Conductor, please contact the announcer immediately, just say that there was a murder on the train, let all passengers stay on the train and don't leave without permission!" Takagi said hurriedly.

At the same time, he also contacted the guards on duty at Shin-Yokohama Station by phone and asked them to temporarily block the entrance and exit of Shin-Yokohama Station first.

"Oh, good!" When the conductor heard this, he hurriedly picked up the walkie-talkie hanging on his chest.

Returning to the bathroom of the third carriage as quickly as possible, the female detective quickly opened the door and looked inside.

However, contrary to the expectations of the trio, nothing changed inside.

The bathroom was empty, and Freya's body was still sitting quietly on the toilet, the small pistol in her hand, blood running down her cheek from the bullet hole in her temple.

"Like...... Nothing happened? Wataru Takagi looked at this scene with a puzzled expression.

They had always thought that someone had deliberately used the bomb to trick them all away, so as to take advantage of the opportunity to do something to Freya's corpse...... But now it seems, that doesn't seem to be the case?

"No, it's already happened."

The female detective looked at Freya's corpse with a cold look in her eyes.

"Her body, someone has touched it."

Although Freya's body generally looked the same as before, she noticed some differences in details.

The most obvious of these is Freya's legs, which used to be leaning against the toilet with her legs together, but now they have strangely changed into the shape of an inner eight.

In addition to this, there are changes in hair, messy clothes, and so on......

Obviously, the dead don't move, and it must have been someone touching her body just now when they were leaving.

The female detective immediately stepped forward, she first reached out and touched the side of Freya's neck, and the expression on her face suddenly became a little strange.

Then, she put her hand directly inside Freya's clothes.

"Huh?! That, Miss Detective......"

Just as Takagi was scrambling to stop her, the female detective pulled her hand out, and the expression on her face became even more weird.

She ...... Looks like he just died? ”

"Huh?"

Takagi was stunned for a moment, and then quickly reached out to test Freya's body temperature, of course, he didn't put his hand directly into his clothes like a female detective, but just felt it on the forearms of her two hands.

Hot?

Feeling the temperature of the forearm in the sleeve of Freya's clothes, Wataru Takagi was also a little confused.

Freya's hands were still quite warm, not even the same as those on his own arms.

But it shouldn't be!

From the very beginning of the gunfire until now, more than ten minutes have passed, it stands to reason that Freya's body temperature, especially the body temperature on her limbs, should have begun to get cold at this time, how can she still maintain such a high temperature?

"What the hell is this...... What's going on? ”

Without answering him, the female detective picked up Freya's pistol and fiddled with it slightly.

"Fake, it's a model gun."

Handing the pistol to Wataru Takagi, the female detective looked at the wound on Freya's temple.

"Fake?" Wataru Takagi looked at the fake gun in his hand, and his mind was muddy.

The gun is exactly a model, fluttering in the hand so lightly that you can't even pull the trigger.

"How could this be, the gunfire before that ......"

"But the wound is real." Looking at Freya's wound, the female detective continued: "The gunshot wound on the temple is not fake, one shot kills, this is indeed her fatal wound. ”

She withdrew her gaze, thought for a moment, and then spoke:

"Officer, I think the deceased wasn't dead when we first stood at the door of this restroom."

"Huh?"

"The deceased may have directed a fake death scene for herself for some unknown reason, and the time of her real death should be when we were all attracted by the bomb and went to the first car.

At that time, the murderer took the opportunity to kill the deceased and put the deceased back on the toilet, restoring the scene of the deceased's previous disguised fake death, so that the deceased's fake death became real death.

If my reasoning is correct, then the only people who meet the conditions to be murderers are those who have entered and exited cars No. 2 and No. 3, or gotten on and off the train when we go to car No. 1. ”

“……”

In the second car, Conan sat obediently in his seat, his eyes glancing at Shimizu Akiko sitting on the other side of the aisle from time to time.

[There must be something wrong with this woman. 】

The cold aura that emanated from her body before was by no means something that ordinary people could do.

Could it be someone from that organization?

I can't blame him for thinking so, the main reason is that the feeling that Qing Shui Qiuzi gave him at that moment just now was very similar to the aura on the members of that organization.

For a moment, Conan's mind conjured up the images of gin and vodka.

This is also the reason why he immediately quieted down and followed Xiaolan back to the second car.

He was really afraid, now that Uncle and Xiaolan were on this train, if Shimizu Akiko was really a member of that organization, if she was still aware of his identity......

Conan didn't dare to think about how horrible that would be.

And uncle he......

Glancing at Mori Kogoro, who was still asleep, Conan's heart became even more nervous.

He suddenly felt that there seemed to be something wrong with Maori Kogoro suddenly falling asleep.

Obviously, my uncle didn't feel sleepy at all before he got on the train, why did he suddenly get sleepy? Not even Officer Takagi's voice before could wake him up......

There were countless doubts in his heart, but Conan didn't dare to do anything at all.

Because Qing Shui Qiuzi was so close to him, so close that he didn't even dare to show the slightest abnormality.

“……”

On the other side, when Takagi went to investigate the murderer, the female detective came to the third carriage alone.

Here, the original Freya trio became a duo, leaving only the black man and the beret woman who looked exactly like Freya.

The female detective came to the seat next to them and sat down, and asked directly:

"The deceased is your companion?"

The look on the face of the beret woman seemed to be sad, and she just glanced at the female detective, then withdrew her gaze, bowed her head and remained silent.

Seeing her like this, the female detective was not used to it at all, and reached out and took out a document from her jacket pocket.

In fact, at such a time, the most appropriate way is to properly appease and guide the other party, so as to break through the other party's mental defense and induce the other party to speak out in his heart.

However, the female detective no longer has this time, and this train is also dangerous for her, and she is already taking a great risk by stepping forward to solve this problem for them.

She didn't have the energy to play a game of comforting the little girl here.

She had to put an end to it as soon as possible.

So, the female detective directly took out her documents.

Agent of the British Army's Sixth Intelligence Directorate - Carly.

Sleepy (『)

(End of chapter)