Conan: The story that cats and wineries have to tell

The people who can book the royal box of the Big Dipper train at such a time as the weekend are not rich or expensive, but they are more or less people of some status.

And now that there is a public murder on the train, this kind of bad incident, the police are naturally much faster than usual.

Before Banxia finished eating the second lollipop, he saw a tall and thin man with a slightly leaning body and a decadent look walking into the carriage with several policemen and standing calmly beside the corpse.

"It's so noisy, is something going on?" Xiao Lan, who was dressed in pajamas, opened the box door a little dazedly, looking at the scene of people coming and going in the corridor, and her brain was short-circuited for a while.

"Xiaolan... It's so noisy outside, is it dawn?" Miss

Xia Jiang staggered down from the bed, resting her chin on Xiaolan's shoulder, her eyes closed, and she looked like she hadn't woken up.

"Ah, Sister Xiaolan, Sister Xia Jiang, you wake up, there was a murder in the car just now.

Banxia thought for a moment, stood on tiptoe, and raised his hands. The palm pressed against Sister Xiaolan's ear hole, and her fingers gently tapped the back occipital bone, and then suddenly let go.

Repeating it twice, Xiaolan suddenly felt that the sleepiness that covered her brain like a light veil suddenly dissipated, and the whole world seemed to be a lot clearer.

Copied the same technique, Miss Xia Jiang quickly sobered up. But when she saw the scene outside clearly, she suddenly screamed, pulled Xiaolan back into the room, and closed the door with her backhand and locked it.

"What's wrong, is the murderer reappearing?" The

policemen who came and went in the corridor instantly turned their eyes to Banxia, who was standing at the door of the room.

"That, my sister didn't wake up, she was still a little confused, I didn't expect there to be so many strangers outside suddenly.

Banxia shrugged his shoulders and stood at the door waiting for the two to open the door again.

As for the box of the three little ones and Xiao Ai, Banxia has already asked Brother Xiao Wu and Dr. Asa to pay attention to it. After all, children still need enough sleep.

......

"The deceased was Keitaro Izumo from Koya City, Tokyo, and the cause of death was a shooting?" The

man, wearing gloves, took out a driver's license from the deceased's pocket, flipped it through it, and handed it to the police officer behind him.

"Where did the murderer run after shooting after standing behind him?" the

decadent man asked, standing up.

"When the murderer finished killing someone, he ran over there. The crowd of onlookers pointed to Banxia's carriage.

The man looked in the direction pointed by the onlookers, and was about to make a move when Uncle Maori raised his hand to stop him.

"After running in front of my box, the killer shot and broke the window of his box, jumped out of the car and fled. "

Who are you?" The man who followed the decadent man and kept taking notes in his notebook frowned as he looked at Uncle Maori, his face full of dissatisfaction with the sudden appearance of the man.

"You don't know me?" Uncle

Maori stumbled to his feet and almost fell to the ground.

"It's you, I'll just say how I feel like I've seen you somewhere, and it's been a long time, it turns out to be that detective, the sleeping Maori Kogoro. The

decadent man looked at Uncle Maori and said leisurely, although this sounded like a compliment, Banxia didn't see the slightest look of excitement on his face.

"He's the one who has a curse wherever he goes, something bad happens, and the legend says?" said the

man with the notebook, subconsciously taking two steps to the other side, looking like he was afraid of getting something unclean.

Hearing

this, Banxia's originally annoyed mood because of being woken up suddenly became weak, and he couldn't help laughing.

However, it would be more accurate to replace the target of the "he" in the policeman's mouth with this guy next to him.

Belch...... Hmm? What about people? Why did the spicy elementary school student suddenly disappear?

Banxia looked around blankly, and even Dr. Asa stood obediently behind the crowd. Even if a yawning mouth can swallow a fist, there is no saying to sneak back to sleep.

Looking at Uncle Maori, who was still showing off himself to the police, Banxia sighed and quietly squeezed out of the crowd, intending to find out where Conan's guy had gone. After all, he couldn't expect Uncle Maori to settle the case.

On the other side, Conan, who was trying to contact his unreliable dad from the public phone on the bus, didn't notice the figure who walked outside the phone booth and looked down at him.

"This aunt... Oh, no, this sister, there's a phone booth over here.

Banxia felt the sudden malice of the shop as soon as the word "aunt" came out, and subconsciously changed her words.

"Ah, thank you little brother for the reminder. The

woman in the green dress turned around and bent down to reach out and rub Banxia's nightcap, but Banxia stepped back and flexibly dodged it.

The conversation behind him caught Conan's attention, and he casually hung up the unreachable receiver back to the phone, and looked behind him with some blankness, looking like the two were playing dodgeball.

A strange woman who keeps reaching out and trying to touch Banxia's head, a Banxia who keeps dodging, but doesn't run away, the scene in front of him is completely his blind spot in thinking...

"Banxia, Ke... Who are you and what do you want to do?".