Conan: Peppermint Beluga

It's been three days since I became a high school student, and it's finally the weekend I've been thinking about. It's a pity that I have to be arranged by the organization to settle the transaction partner.

Matsuda was wearing black clothes as usual, carrying a bass bag and queuing up to check in for the Shinkansen.

The destination of this mission is Kanazawa City, the terminal station of the Shinkansen. Matsuda found his own place to sit down. In order not to be disturbed by others, he also deliberately bought the place next to him, and the bass bag was naturally placed directly. Sit yourself near the aisle by the window.

Wearing noise-cancelling earplugs and drinking Coke while watching the scenery along the way, Matsuda sighed. If this was not the destination of the mission, it would be quite pleasant.

"Yeah!!! Shinkansen!!!"

Of course, it would be nice if there weren't such noisy bear children.

His voice was really loud enough, he could hear him in the non-smoking area when he shouted in the next car.

Matsuda took a sip of Coke, his fingers tapped his thighs rhythmically, and looked out the window at the view of Mount Fuji.

It has been ten days since Kudo Shinichi's disappearance, but the organization has also sent people to search inside Kudo's house and found nothing unusual, proving that Kudo Shinichi did not return home.

Secondly, Matsuda has also been observing the dynamics of people related to Kudo, and did not notice any abnormalities, and even they did not know where Kudo Shinichi went.

If no problem is found within a month, I'm afraid... Kudo was poisoned by that new type of poison.

Accidentally spilled Coke in a trance, Matsuda frowned, picked up the bass bag and carried it on his back. After all, there was a sniper rifle in it, but it couldn't be found, and he had to carry it with him.

The toilet in the non-smoking area was locked. Matsuda waited at the door for a minute, but no one came out, so he had to turn around and walk towards the seat in the smoking area.

As soon as the moving door opened, there was a strong smell of smoke. These old smoking guns are really comparable to gin. Matsuda was thinking about it when he suddenly saw two men in black suits and top hats on the right.

Gin vodka? !

No... It's not them, good guy, who actually wear such similar clothes.

Matsuda rolled his eyes. He also wondered how the two of them could come to take the Shinkansen. No matter how far they were, they would always drive that Porsche 356A, which deserved to be repaired dozens of times a year.

"That's the information about gold. After knowing the information, he earned more than 100 million yuan. He probably returned to his seat now, secretly happy, and looked down at the last scenery from the window."

"The last scenery?"

"In the black suitcase I gave to that guy, I installed a high-performance bomb/bomb that would explode after ten seconds of strong vibration."

Matsuda's footsteps paused slightly, and the words of these two people who were similar to the members of the organization were completely heard by him.

High performance... bomb/bomb?

Your luck is really good enough, was it infected by Kudo? How come it wasn't a case or an explosion?

It seems that the person who got the black suitcase has to be caught, otherwise it will hinder his mission. He is going to the terminal. If the bomb/bomb explodes on the way, he will not delay the mission... He May also be killed.

"Ash?!!!!"

"?"

Matsuda looked sideways at the elementary school student sitting on the left in a dark blue suit and a red bow. How could he... how could he hear the conversation between the two?

"Gray... Seven or eight!"

"sixty-four!"

Multiplication formula table? Is it because I am too sensitive, did I hear it wrong?

Maori Kogoro, who stared at the salted fish, couldn't help but stand up, but he was so frightened by this little devil that he almost shaved off his signature mustache.

"For a nine-nine multiplication table, it's eighty-eighty-sixty-four!"

"Ah, that's right! Hahahaha! Eighty-eighty-sixty-four, eighty-nine-seventy-two!"

Mao Lilan smiled helplessly. When he looked up, he noticed Matsuda standing in the aisle, and said in surprise, "Ms. Matsuda? Why are you here?"

Matsuda? The elementary school student who was giggling hurriedly looked to the side, this handsome blond guy with a bass bag, who wasn't Matsuda?

Matsuda didn't expect to meet Maurilan and her father here. He suddenly remembered, isn't this little ghost with glasses the Edogawa Conan who is staying at Mauri's house?

He frowned and looked at Edogawa carefully, and he really looked like Kudo Shinichi... Oh, Kudo really has a popular face, which reminded Matsuda of that Mr. thief, who also had the exact same face as Kudo.

It's just a little more frivolous than Kudo.

"I'm going to Kanazawa City for a tour. Is Mouri... is this also a trip?" Matsuda said calmly.

"Ah! You are the prince's brother!"

Yoshida Ayumi pointed at Matsuda excitedly and said happily.

Matsuda was stunned for a moment, then looked down, only to realize that this little girl with a headband was a child who had a relationship with one another. If I remember correctly, he even bought her a card pack of Masked Superman.

"Hello, we meet again."

"Big brother, is your name Matsuda? Can I call you Matsuda?"

Matsuda squatted down and tried to make the other party look at him as much as possible, and said solemnly, "Well, yes."

Edogawa Conan had an embarrassed expression on his face. He couldn't recognize Matsuda now. Damn it, if it was Kudo Shinichi now, he must tell him what the eavesdropper heard just now.

But now I can't say it myself, and Matsuda is very smart. If he finds out who he is... it will not be good for him.

Damn!

At this moment, Omiya stood up, and the two men in black stood up and prepared to leave. Seeing this, Conan quickly got up and rushed over, and Mao Lilan followed after seeing it.

"Hey~www.wuxiaspot.com~Conan, don't run around!"

Matsuda stood up and looked at Conan's back. Could it be that he heard it right just now, what he said was indeed Ashes.

What is the origin of this little devil?

Conan hurried to the next station, and was about to follow up to ask questions, when Mo Lilan grabbed the back of Fate's neck. He tried to struggle but found that the door of the train was closed.

These two deliberately got out of the car before closing the door! hateful!

"Conan, you're so rude, how could you get off the station alone? What if you get lost and can't come back?" Mao Lilan said seriously.

Conan lowered his head and whispered, "I'm sorry, Sister Xiaolan, I won't do it next time."

"Yeah! A good boy is the one who knows his mistakes and corrects them!"

Mao Lilan smiled and patted Conan's little head, holding his hand and preparing to take him back to his seat, Conan sighed helplessly, I'm not a child, I'm an upright sophomore.

No, now I can't sit still, I can only try to find out who those two guys are trading with.

"Sister Xiao Lan, I want to pee!" Conan immediately covered his crotch and walked back and forth, looking very anxious.

Mao Lilan said helplessly: "Then go ahead, and next time remember to say, I want to go to the toilet, it's rude of you to say that."

"Okay, Sister Xiaolan!"

Looking at the little figure of Conan hurriedly running to the toilet, the figure of Shinichi running away with his back to himself when Dorobika Paradise appeared in his mind couldn't help.

Shinichi, really, why did you start thinking about that big idiot again?

Mao Lilan reached out and patted her cheek, she had to cheer up, Shinichi must be handling some kind of case.

It must be so.

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