Conan: Start with three choices, but sequence potion

Chapter 31 Shinkansen Farce

"Since they let small animals sneak onto the train, it seems that the people in the Railway Administration are all good-for-nothings."

Gin looked at the white ragdoll cat that got on the car with him and was looking back at him, feeling a little depressed.

"Do you want me to chase him off, big brother?" Vodka followed his big brother closely, carrying a black briefcase. After Gin finished speaking, he realized that there was a cat sneaking into the car, and he quickly expressed his loyalty.

"Don't make things more complicated." Gin said lightly and started walking towards their seats.

Vodka followed suit.

The audience Anhe lay dormant and did not rush to chase after him.

Judging from his expression, Vodka probably didn't notice him at first, but only noticed him after Gin reminded him. Is it because Gin's observation skills are too sharp?

Sequence 7's psychological invisibility does have a lot of drawbacks. Be careful when using it.
By the way, does Gin actually ride a train? He didn't have any impression of this episode.

Audience member An He huddled on top of an unknown passenger's seat, trying to recall his meager memories of the original novel's plot, but to no avail, and had no choice but to give up.

Just as he was about to get away from the carriage and run farther away, he turned around and bumped into a big face.

The cat's body instinctively stood up, and the seat fibers under its claws were caught up in a ball of fur.

Conan pushed his glasses and frowned as he looked at the white ragdoll cat in front of him. He noticed that the two familiar and suspicious men in black were following him, but he unexpectedly discovered that there was a cat on this Shinkansen?
Did some passenger bring it up illegally?

He looked around and didn't see anyone who looked like the cat's owner, so he reached out to pick up the cat and take it to the flight attendant. No matter how he thought about it, it was better than letting it run around in the car.

However, before he could reach out his hand, he was slapped in the face by the furry tail.

Audience member An He turned and ran.

I was too careless. When I saw Gin in the car, I should have thought that the Grim Reaper was also there. With his observation skills, this low-end version of psychological invisibility would definitely be useless to him!

Running along the carriage, the audience Anhe quickly got rid of Conan, and gradually slowed down his pace and became much more relaxed.

Obviously, for Conan at this moment, the Black Organization right in front of him must be more attractive than a small cat like him.

But it's Gin and Conan again, so the incident that's about to happen on the Shinkansen is probably not just an ordinary little thing.
Just as he was thinking about it, the audience Anhe suddenly smelled a familiar smell, which was exactly the same as the smell of smoke on Gin just now.

He looked up at the no-smoking car sign above his head and fell into deep thought.

There was a sound of high heels hitting the ground behind him, and a short-haired woman wearing an urban OL skirt walked in carrying a black briefcase that looked familiar to An He. She was also holding a glass of juice in her hand. She had obviously just come from the restaurant car.

Isn't this the bag that Vodka was carrying just now?
Judging from the posture, this person should have just completed a transaction with Gin and the others.

Audience member An He used psychological invisibility to get close to the woman and watched her carefully place the briefcase in her hand on the seat by the window. He then sat upright on the aisle, his eyes occasionally glancing at the briefcase, obviously attaching great importance to it.

Spectator An He slipped under her legs, jumped lightly onto the briefcase, and sniffed it carefully. His keen sense of smell allowed him to easily distinguish another pungent smell besides the smell of tobacco.

Nitroglycerin!!
Although he didn't know the specific smell of nitroglycerin, after all, it was poisonous and should not be tried, but he could still guess something from the unique smell of gunpowder.

Is this popcorn?
Oh, no, this car is heading from Tokyo to Yokohama. He got on the bus in Haido and it has nothing to do with Mihua anymore.

Audience member An He became interested and squatted on the briefcase, starting to guess whether the bomb would explode.

Although according to the consistent style of Conan's works, there will be no casualties even if there is an explosion, but what if?
As a viewer, he is still looking forward to seeing something different.

However, as a qualified audience, adhering to the principle of absolute neutrality, he would not deliberately guide anything and let things take their natural course.

So next, the audience An He watched a "twists and turns" mystery drama.

Conan risked using a bug and learned Gin and Vodka's code names, and also learned that there was a bomb in the car.

Then, he got the clue from Vodka's few words that the two people had just been to the "non-smoking car", thus narrowing the scope to the first-class car.

Finally, with a "conceptual-level" reasoning that was almost like "shooting the arrow first and then drawing the target", he knew the real briefcase where the bomb was located and locked his target on the woman in the OL skirt.

He then used the scientific ninja tool - leg-strengthening shoes, and kicked the briefcase containing the bomb out of the window a full fifty meters away, so that the explosion range would not affect the normal operation of the Shinkansen.

It only took 7 minutes for the audience An He to go from amazement, to excitement, and then to boredom.

No, am I the Extraordinary or are you the Extraordinary?
Isn't this really the effect of the reader's path demigod sequence 4 prophet?
Is this detective authentic?

And your shoe can be kicked over fifty meters away without triggering the bomb. May I ask what level of sealed object is this?
Amidst the joyous atmosphere, an explosion that threatened the entire vehicle was perfectly resolved, leaving only the audience An and the observer who knew the whole story confused.

When Conan came to his senses after dealing with the bomb, he had lost sight of Gin and Vodka, so he had to give up. Then he remembered that there was a cat in the car.

The audience member An He had no plans for the next step, so he just took advantage of the situation and was caught by him to see what was going on.

"Really? How could there be cats on the Shinkansen?" Mouri Kogoro, a mustache-weary uncle with a decadent face, looked at the white ragdoll cat in Conan's arms and said with some disgust.

"It must have been brought up by a passenger. Let's hand it over to the flight attendant and ask them to help find its owner." Conan was about to find the flight attendant when he was stopped by Mouri Ran.

"Wait a minute, look." She reached out and flipped open the fluffy fur around the ragdoll cat's neck. "It's wearing a collar. Maybe it has the owner's contact information."

"It's true." Conan looked carefully and found the collar. It was just that the cat's fur was too long and too thick, and the color of the collar was light pink, which made it easy to overlook it.

There are two Roman letters "AI" on the front of the tag. Turning over the collar tag, there is indeed a phone number on the back.

Mao Lilan called and the call was quickly connected.

(End of this chapter)