Detective Conan: I, with my magical powers, am going to destroy the world!

Conan looked at the smug-looking Uncle Mori with a face full of black lines.

By imagining himself as Poirot, is 703 trying to turn this train into the "Orient Express"?

Upon hearing Kogoro Mouri's words, the passengers who were about to board car number eight all turned to look at his face, their expressions showing great surprise.

Conan immediately frowned.

Why is there such a tense atmosphere?

Was it because they knew there was a detective on the bus, or because the uncle was the famous detective Kogoro Mouri?

"These people seem suspicious."

Conan looked around and suddenly felt a pang of anxiety.

Why am I so uneasy?

Half an hour later, on the high-speed train.

"Congratulations on being chosen to play the detective. In 10 minutes, an incident will occur in Room B of Car 7. Begin your investigation."

In the train corridor, Conan, holding an instruction card, walked with Ayumi and the others to compartment B of car number 7.

"Um, excuse me."

Conan knocked on the door of compartment B in car number 7, opened it, and called out, "Excuse me..."

"Wow, you idiot!" a fat man with a small goatee shouted in a panic from inside the room, "Don't come in!!"

biubiu!

Suddenly, two faint gunshots rang out. A masked man fired two shots at the fat man with a silenced pistol, then rushed out the door and fled before Conan could react.

"Come on!"

Genta and his friends excitedly chased after the suspicious man.

Conan rolled his eyes and followed behind.

This is too fake.

It's less of a mystery puzzle and more of a ghost-hunting game.

The children chased the man for only a few carriages before losing sight of him completely.

Because the carriages are all individual rooms, you wouldn't know which room you slip into, and there are hardly any people in the corridors.

The train conductor noticed several children and quickly approached them, asking, "Is this your first time riding this train?"

"Yes."

"It would be better to stay in the room then. The room's loudspeaker will soon announce the mystery puzzle," the train conductor suggested.

"Huh?" Conan was stunned. "The incident hasn't happened yet?"

"Hmm, this time it should be in an hour."

"what happened?"

Conan's expression changed, and he quickly ran back.

If it started an hour later, then what just happened was a real murder.

No way!

In compartment B of car number 7, Conan opened the door with a heavy expression, but froze the moment later.

Inside were Ran, Sonoko, Ai, and even Sera Masumi.

How is this going?

"Conan?"

Sonoko said unhappily, "Remember to knock before entering a lady's room!"

"But," Conan asked, bewildered, "isn't this car number 7?"

"Huh? This is car number 8!"

“Yes,” Sera Masumi said with a smile, “I just got here.”

"Is that so?"

Conan, looking puzzled, closed the door and left, lost in thought as he walked back.

"Strange, we shouldn't have miscounted the carriages."

“There’s nothing we can do about it,” Mitsuhiko comforted him. “The numbers on the Mystery Train’s carriages are only on the outside of the train, and there’s only one letter on the door.”

Just as they reached the next carriage, compartment D, the door suddenly opened from the inside, and Professor Agasa called out to them from the doorway.

"So, have you solved the mystery?"

Conan stopped in his tracks, completely bewildered: "Doctor, is this room our room in car number 6?!"

“Yes,” Professor Agasa paused, then stepped aside and said, “Look, the snacks you were eating are still on the table. What’s wrong?”

Conan's face turned pale.

"We came from car number 8 and only went through one carriage, right?"

"Car number 7, did car number 7 disappear while driving?!"

On the other side, after Conan left, the girls smiled knowingly, but Ai still looked like she hadn't woken up yet.

"Pfft! Did you guys see Conan's expression just now?" Sonoko laughed.

"But I really didn't expect these kids to be chosen as detectives."

Sera Masumi smiled with her arms crossed, then turned her gaze to Ai Haibara, who was almost completely silent, and said, "By the way, speaking of which, this is the first time we've traveled together."

As Sera Masumi spoke, she hugged Ai.

Then, he couldn't help but frown.

It's a strange feeling; there's an indescribable awkwardness about it.

It's like embracing a man.

Chapter 435 How old are you? And he treats you like that?

Sera Masumi looked down and glanced at her, while Ai Haibara rolled her eyes at her and shoved her away.

I'm probably overthinking it.

Sera Masumi shook her head.

Ai moved inside a bit, leaving Sera Masumi behind.

Sonoko chuckled as she pulled Ai along, saying, "This child talks like an adult, but she's actually quite shy."

"is it?"

Sera Masumi looked thoughtfully at Ai hiding next to Sonoko, when Conan ran back and knocked on the door again.

"Huh?" Conan, sweating profusely, looked at Sonoko and the others through the gate and asked weakly, "Is this really...?"

"I already said it's car number 8!" Sonoko, hands on her hips, shooed Conan out of the room. "You little brat, go back to your room and behave yourself!!"

"What on earth is going on?" Mitsuhiko, who was following Conan, was also confused. He looked at the sleepy train conductor at the end of the corridor and asked in bewilderment, "Could it be that the train conductor made a mistake?"

"wrong!"

Conan rested his chin on his hand and thought for a moment. Then he opened the door again and, before Sonoko could get angry, he spoke first:

"This room should be room B of car number 7. Sonoko-neechan, you guys also got the instruction card, right? The card says that the person in this room should temporarily switch rooms with the person playing the victim, and not let the detectives who come to investigate find out."

"Amazing!" Before Sonoko could retort, Ran couldn't help but clap her hands.

"As expected of Conan, he found out so quickly! Someone knocked on the door just now, and then we found a letter with instruction cards on the ground outside the door, just like Conan said."

"Yes, yes, yes!" Sonoko said unhappily. "They said the passenger chosen as the victim is waiting in compartment B of car number 7, and they want us to switch rooms with him to make the deduction more exciting!"

“When I came here to meet the person who was playing the victim, Sera happened to see me.”

"That means the passenger playing the victim is now in compartment B of car number 8."

Conan's forehead was sweating.

It scared me to death! I thought there was a real murder, but it was just a game.

I guess it was that passenger's prank. I remember he complained about his room being taken away before he boarded the train.

"Where's Uncle Kogoro?" Conan asked, looking into the room. "Didn't they come over?"

Xiaolan explained, "The passenger who played the victim asked my dad to temporarily retrieve the food cart and wait, saying he wanted him to be the detective who would solve the mystery at the end."

“But isn’t it strange?” Mitsuhiko said. “They clearly said that everyone would become detectives, and the captain said it wouldn’t start for another hour.”

“Anyway,” Sera Masumi suggested, “let’s tell the captain how the mystery of the missing body was solved first, so that he’ll know what happened.”

"Aren't you going to tell Uncle Kogoro?"

"Who cares? We'll definitely be eating and drinking our fill in the dining car anyway," Xiaolan said, standing up.

Train restaurant.