Conan’s Corpse Picker

Just now, Conan slipped too suddenly, Mao Lilan didn't react for a while, and could only watch Conan chasing the two people dressed as social animals, and wanted to get off the car with them.

Fortunately, he was stopped by enthusiastic passers-by.

Enthusiastic Anonymous stopped the brat, didn't stay long, turned around and entered the next compartment, and his figure quickly disappeared behind the next door.

Mao Lilan watched her leave gratefully.

After watching him off, he lowered his head, and Conan, who was still by his legs just now, ran off to nowhere.

Mao Lilan: "...?"

...

Jiang Xia drove Miyano Akemi's puppet along the carriage, out of sight of Mao Lilan and Conan.

He went into the bathroom, locked the door, and left the puppet here temporarily.

Then let Xiaobai go out and float around to confirm the specific location of the bomb.

There is a bonus of spoiler power. Not long after, Jiang Xia found his target in the VIP carriage on the second floor.

...

Ten seconds later.

The bathroom door opened with a click, and "Miss Anonymous" stepped into the corridor gracefully in a long black gauze dress and a black sun hat.

Jiang Xia drove this puppet with a strange style of painting, and went through several long carriages, brushing his face in front of countless guests.

Finally, he found the flight attendant, and said straightforwardly: "There is a bomb in the car."

The flight attendant was taken aback.

——A minute ago, Conan, who had slipped away, also came to find the flight attendant, saying that there was a bomb in the car, which was powerful enough to blow up the entire car into fly ash.

The flight attendant asked who the person with the bomb was, and how he knew it. Conan's voice froze and he couldn't answer.

So in the end, he was dismissed politely by the flight attendant as a prank kid.

Thinking of this, the flight attendant couldn't help laughing: "Did the little boy with glasses tell you? Please don't mind, he may be watching too many TV series..."

"He didn't tell me. I told him." The woman in black interrupted the flight attendant and said in that ethereal voice:

"On the second floor of carriage 7, the fourth row on the right, there is a short-haired woman with a briefcase—the bomb is in her bag, and it may explode at any time. If you don't want to go to the sky with this carriage, you'd better check it out as soon as possible. .”

The two flight attendants froze.

The "bomb location" given by the woman in black is too detailed.

And unlike the child just now, she is an adult—no matter what the result is, the warning she received at this time can no longer be regarded as nothing happened.

The two flight attendants looked at each other.

A trot ran to find the conductor.

The other stayed, asked for more information, and registered the identity of the whistleblower by the way: "Please leave your contact information. Also, what should I call you?"

Jiang Xia decisively ignored the first question, and only answered the last question: "Anonymous."

"Anonymous?" The flight attendant thought the name was strange. But there are so many weird surnames in the island country, he didn't say much, he lowered his head and wrote down the information in his notebook.

After writing, I want to ask for other information.

However, when he looked up, the flight attendant was stunned at the empty room.

...What about the whistleblower?

...

At this time, Jiang Xia drove Miyano Akemi's puppet and returned to the vicinity of the No. 7 car—that is, the car where the bomb was located.

He came here specially to brush up the face of "Anonymous". Make sure to find "Anonymous" as soon as possible when organizing the investigation of "why it was not silenced", and ignore the other people in the car.

...

Not long after, Jiang Xia saw the conductor arrive with a few people and asked to check the short-haired woman's briefcase.

However, they were rejected.

"I'm the secretary of Councilor Ishikawa! These in the bag are confidential documents that require the signatures of at least three councilors to open. You have no right to investigate!"

While delaying for time, the short-haired woman secretly took out her mobile phone.

She wanted to call the man in black who had previously traded and ask what was going on.

...

At this time, among the onlookers in the carriage.

Conan saw the scene of the woman making a phone call, and what Gin said before suddenly flashed in his mind.

——"At 3:10, that guy will hit the detonation switch unsuspectingly. Ten seconds later, the bomb will be detonated, and then it will be her death."

Conan: "..." In other words, this bomb is not actually a time bomb.

It will explode on time, just because the person holding the bomb will press a certain button at 3:10.

"..." What if the action that triggers the bomb happens to be "dial a specific person with a cell phone"?

Conan looked at the woman with short hair and felt a bad premonition in his heart.

——She has finished broadcasting the number!