Conan: I've been linked to the tech tree system.

Shiho Miyano is about ten centimeters shorter than him, and her hands are also proportionally smaller.

My palm completely covered the icy back of my hand, and the warm touch started from my fingertips, flowed through the veins, gradually entered the arteries and heart, and finally was pumped throughout my body.

Shiho Miyano's slightly trembling body no longer trembled uncontrollably; instead, her heart pounded like a drum.

"Boom, boom!"

My heart was beating faster and faster.

She remained silent, pressing her increasingly flushed face against the cold car window.

The world seemed to be filled only with the sound of heartbeats.

Chapter 186 A Bus Packed with Stars (Part 2)

Vermouth, disguised as Tomoaki Araide, was diligently impersonating the real Tomoaki Araide, exchanging pleasantries with the members of the Junior Detective League. For the time being, no one paid attention to what was happening with Toru Tohno.

After chatting for a few minutes, Genta, who was sitting at the front, noticed a blonde woman with blue eyes behind Shinichi, who was clearly not Japanese.

"Oh, so the teacher has a date today!"

Genta, with his pointed head, let out a teasing laugh.

“No, you’ve misunderstood.” Shinichi waved his hand. “She’s just a teacher at Teitan High School, where I work as the school doctor.”

"Hi! Boys and girls."

Jodie, the English teacher at Teitan High School with medium-length hair, peeked out from behind Tomoaki Araide.

"Oh! Cool kid! We meet again." He noticed Conan next to him and greeted him with an exaggerated expression that Japanese people wouldn't make, as well as American-accented Japanese that sounded very outrageous.

"Uh, ah!" Conan responded somewhat awkwardly.

"You know her?" Dr. Agasa asked, puzzled.

"Hmm...she's Xiaolan's English teacher at school!"

Jodie Starling is ostensibly an English teacher, but in reality, she is an FBI investigator and Shuichi Akai's ex-girlfriend.

She came to Japan specifically to track down Vermouth, the man who killed her father, and she has a deep-seated hatred for the Black Organization.

Judy brought her face close to Professor Agasa's: "My name is Judy Saint Timirion."

She was clearly using a pseudonym.

"Are you going on a date with Ms. Araide to the Ueno Museum of Art today?"

"No, we just happened to meet at the station."

Despite being the more charming Vermouth, she pretended to be the innocent Araide Tomoaki, sitting in the empty seat in front of Conan, and gave an awkward smile.

The actor's acting skills are truly exceptional.

"Hey, how could you let a girl embarrass herself like that?"

Judy, hands on her hips, questioned him.

"Ah, no." Shinichi Tomoaki waved his hand vigorously, "But if rumors spread at school, it wouldn't be good for either of us, would it?"

"Oh, right." Judy let him off the hook after seeing his expression. "That's really not a good idea."

She sat down next to Shinichi Araide.

The two sat down, and Tohru Tono withdrew his gaze.

It was lucky that no one noticed him.

It's really strange, though. How come you can run into an FBI agent and a member of the Black Organization just by taking a bus?

I'm usually fine with it; I might even switch accounts and play with them if the mood strikes... But today there's someone I'm afraid of here.

She glanced at Shiho Miyano; it seemed that because Vermouth had sat down, her hands weren't trembling as much as before.

Only then did he realize that it actually felt really good...

Just as that thought crossed her mind, Shiho Miyano suddenly shuddered again.

?

Tono Toichi was stunned.

Why are you here again?

"Da da da"

Footsteps, neither hurried nor slow, but actually quick, came from the entrance of the bus station.

Toru Tono had heard this kind of footsteps many times before; it was the sound unique to professionally trained assassins and special agents.

The most classic example is Gin, who, like Yan Shuangying, never loses his rhythm even in a gunfight.

A man wearing a black knitted hat, a white face mask, and an overcoat walked past him.

Although no other excess skin was exposed, Tohno recognized him by his cat-like green pupils and his almost signature knitted hat.

Shuichi Akai.

The FBI's top investigator, the legendary "silver bullet" who could break the organization, was also a scumbag who once approached Akemi Miyano under the alias "Dai Moroboshi" and successfully obtained the code name "Rye Whiskey". After failing to arrest Gin, he abandoned Akemi Miyano and defected to the organization.

Shuichi Akai didn't stop, walked straight past without exchanging glances with Jodie, who was also an FBI agent, and simply sat down in the last row of the bus.

So it was him. No wonder Shiho Miyano looked so startled again...

Toru Tohno thought for a moment, considering whether or not to tell Shiho Miyano about Shuichi Akai's situation.

After all, the relationship between these two is a bit complicated... Based on what I understand, if it's true that Elena Miyano's original surname was Sera, then Shuichi Akai is actually Shiho Miyano's cousin in the true sense...

That Akemi Miyano...

Tsk, your circle is so messy.

While I was struggling with this, I suddenly felt an itch in my palm.

The hand that had been grasped not long ago, now warm, seemed to be aroused by another stimulus, and it turned over restlessly, palm to palm, pressed together.

With fingers intertwined, a strange sensation flowed from the lines of their palms along with their blood, finally reaching their heart.

Tohru Tono turned his head and found that Shiho Miyano's posture had not changed at all. Her long eyelashes were tinged with a crystal-clear color in the crimson sunlight hanging on the horizon at dusk.

His heart was racing uncontrollably, and at the same time, he seemed to hear another equally rapid heartbeat beside him.

She awkwardly adjusted her posture to block others' gaze from potentially looking at Shiho Miyano.

He suddenly regretted it.

......

"Wow, look, look at those two people."

As if on the other side of the world, Genta suddenly raised his hand and pointed to two people in ski suits in front of him.

The bus route ends at a ski resort, and it's not uncommon to see people boarding the bus in their ski suits.

"They've changed into their ski suits so early, are they really in a hurry?"

Mitsuhiko looked over as well, and then smiled.

“However, I can understand how they feel.” Ayumi stood on her seat, revealing a head wearing a headband.

Upon hearing their conversation, Conan put aside his thoughts on "how to track down the Black Organization" and looked up at the people in ski suits.

"Hey, even if you're in a hurry, there's no need to wear goggles, is there?"

Conan simply cannot understand this behavior.

But just as he was about to turn his gaze back, he suddenly noticed that the man in the ski suit seemed to be acting strangely.

He very discreetly opened the bag that originally contained the skis, revealing a very small gap.

Then he reached in and groped for something.

Could it be...?

Conan calmed himself down, suddenly sensing that something was seriously wrong.

He wanted to warn Toru Tohru first, but when he turned around, he found that the man was tilting his head to the side for some reason, seemingly looking at the scenery outside, completely unaware of his surroundings.

Just then, the situation he feared most finally occurred.

"Quiet down, everyone!!!"

The man in the ski suit roared and suddenly pulled a metallic pistol from his bag, pointing it at the passengers on the bus.

"Anyone who dares to make a sound will be ruthless!"

The robber shouted loudly, while his accomplice behind him used the same method to subdue the bus driver who was holding the steering wheel.

"What's wrong?" Professor Agasa was still confused.

I was chatting and singing when I was suddenly robbed by robbers?

Chapter 187 I've got everyone under control!

"If you want to live, you'd better obey me!!!"

The hijacker responsible for threatening the passengers grabbed his gun and shouted.

The two had a clear division of labor: the robber responsible for controlling the driver held a gun to the head of the innocent bus driver.

"Listen to me, close the front door properly."

"Ah, yes." The bus driver had never seen anything like this before, and he became much more nimble in his movements.

He pulled the lever next to him and closed the front door to get in the car.

"Now, change the bus sign to Enter."

"Yes."

The driver didn't dare to say anything and obediently followed the robbers' instructions.

"Very good. Now drive slowly, but you can only detour within the city limits."

"......Yes."