I'm in Conan, but I'm in Ace Attorney

Kogoro Mouri's expression suddenly became serious and he spoke bluntly.

"The bomb is on the ceiling of the first car!"

Tick, tick, tick.

There were footsteps coming from outside the door, probably a few people passing by in the corridor.

This is the third carriage, they are going to the first carriage——————

Conan had already discovered the meaningless train trick of splicing trains out of order.

In fact, the Death God Elementary School Student thought about it for a long time but still couldn't figure out the meaning of such a train trick.

(Why not go directly to Liebnand? Then I'll go by myself.)

Conan's eyes moved and he immediately jumped down from his seat.

"Conan, where are you going?"

Xiaolan was startled and stood up, just about to follow.

Then I saw Conan pushed the door open and left, leaving a message.

"Sister Xiaolan, I'm going to the bathroom. I'll be back soon!"

Crunch——————

The door is closed.

Mao Lilan's eyes widened, she didn't understand.

Why are everyone walking around? Don’t the patrol attendants outside exist?

On the other side, in a room in the fourth carriage.

MASTER Dongya casually plucked the strings of the guitar, producing discordant music.

His playing level is totally inconsistent with his reputation.

After all, MASTER means master—a master of guitar playing.

"...How interesting! You will not sit still and wait for death. The only question now is where you are."

"Let me guess, is it this little gap above your head?"

MASTER Dongya raised his head and looked at the ceiling.

As expected, Gin should rely on the space above to move.

Click.

The guitar case was opened and the interlayer contained parts of two pistols.

MASTER Dongmi fiddled with various parts absentmindedly.

In just a few seconds, the two pistols were assembled.

He quickly loaded the magazines into the two pistols, and then put them into the stocks hidden in his coat.

"The next step is the [strong note] of the movement."

The guitar player said so.

Chapter 169: Reversal Express, Silver Star Enters Destruction (20)

—————May 3, 11:50 p.m.——————

—————Silver Star Train, Room 4 ———————

Sato Miwako, who had deliberately made an excuse and went to another room.

At this moment, he was thinking about the next countermeasures, and sitting next to Sato Miwako was the daughter of the Suzuki family.

Suzuki Sonoko.

Because there were limited rooms in the Silver Star carriage, the crew arranged for Detective Sato and Suzuki Sonoko to share a room.

"Ah, I really don't understand. This Silver Star train journey has changed so suddenly."

"You said before that you wanted to go watch the sunrise happily. Sigh... Can I ask your name?"

Faced with Suzuki Sonoko's endless chatter, Sato Miwako was not very willing to speak.

Her eyes quickly moved around the interior of the carriage, searching for a place that could be used.

Then, her eyes fell on the ceiling.

"…Sato Miwako, my name is Sato Miwako."

Suzuki Sonoko, who finally got a response, was about to continue speaking.

But his eyes subconsciously followed Detective Sato's gaze and moved to the ceiling.

"Come to think of it, the ceilings of this style of train seem to be hollow."

"The ceilings of this style of train seem to be empty...?"

When Sato Miwako heard what Suzuki Sonoko said, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

She doesn't have a deep understanding of trains and her experience is limited to the Shinkansen line.

Detective Sato has no experience with a deliberately retro train like the Silver Star.

"Excuse me, Ms. Suzuki, how do you know this?"

Sato Miwako stared at Suzuki Sonoko with some suspicion in her eyes.

Yuanzi felt a little embarrassed being stared at. She hesitated for a moment before telling the reason.

"I have a train at home that is similar to the Silver Star."

"Uncle said to make it look retro, so it might be different from the layout here."

"But it should be universal to leave a space between the ceiling and the roof."

You... you have a train similar to the Silver Star at home...?

Is this something a human can say?

Hearing what Suzuki Sonoko said, Sato Miwako was filled with respect.

"Excuse me, what is the name of the train you mentioned?"

"Suzuki Express...what happened?"

Suzuki Express Train! ?

(I've never heard of it. I'll check it out when I get back.)

Miwako Sato shook her head and looked up at the ceiling.

(Well, there is no other good solution now, let’s give it a try?)

However, just as Miwako Sato stepped on the horizontal chair and reached out to hook the baffle.

Suddenly, there were footsteps in the corridor.

Tick, tick, tick.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and Sato had to give up his plan and landed lightly on the ground.

Little did she know that this action saved her life.

Because now Gin is holding his beloved gun and waiting for the opportunity to shoot.

(Tsk, that person in the room isn't Miyano Shiho... Does she just look similar?)

(Those guys seem to have gone to the first car. There's no point in keeping them here.)

(Go to the first car to see if the situation is good.)

After a brief thought, Gin decided to check the bomb situation in the first carriage first.

And at this moment, inside the first carriage.

Kogoro Mouri volunteered to go to the ceiling to look for the bomb.

As a result, he just touched the edge of the ceiling with the help of the flight attendant.

He let out a scream in an instant, lost his grip and fell backwards, almost hitting the flight attendant next to him.

"What, what's going on? What's up there?"

The flight attendant next to him asked carefully.

However, he soon didn't need to ask.

Because, after Uncle Maori’s climb just now, [the things above] had fallen down.

Boom. "Corpse, corpse!? How is that possible? When was he killed?!"

Because, what fell down was a corpse, the corpse of the passenger in the first car [Gail Krieger]!

They said no one would get hurt on this train journey, but someone died in the blink of an eye?

And look at the knife marks on the body and the gun muzzle on the head.

It was obvious that someone else was committing murder on the Silver Star!

"What are you waiting for? Call the police! Someone's already dead!"

Uncle Maori looked down at the corpse and couldn't help feeling a little scared.

What the kid said was true, except that what was here were not bombs, but dead people!

"No, no, we can't notify the Japanese police. The mobile trial must continue!"

As unbelievable as it was, the flight attendant still reached out to stop Uncle Maori.

"What are you talking about? Liebnand's life is life, but the passenger's life is not life?"

"It is because you hijacked the train and blocked the movement of people that murders occurred!"

Uncle Maori grabbed the flight attendant by the collar and said angrily.

"What on earth were you patrolling for? You didn't even notice someone was dead?"

"I, I, I..."

Tick, tick, tick.

Footsteps came from the corner of the corridor.

"The other flight attendants are here. I said..."

Kogoro Maori let go of his hand and was about to turn the corner.

The next moment, a strong wind came from behind.

In the sight of Regina and others who had rushed over, Uncle Maori was knocked to the ground by the flight attendant.

They should have been shocked, but now there was no chance.

Because, a dark figure fell from the sky, and fireworks flashed from the muzzle of the pistol in his hand.

(It’s troublesome, troublesome, too troublesome. It’s faster to solve them all.)

Gin's patience has reached its limit.

In the blink of an eye, three flight attendants died, including the one who knocked down Uncle Maori.

"A-There's actually someone carrying a gun on the Silver Star?"

Regina carefully protected Kisaki Eri and Kizuki Hotaru behind her.

She pulled the safety of the American submachine gun in her hand and said without hesitation.

"Rick, take them back quickly and explain the situation to the owner of the house...Gail has been shot to death."

"We'll handle this here, let the Patriarch focus on moving the trial!"

Rick looked grim, but nodded.

Now that Gail is dead, if he doesn't go back, the head of the family will really be stigmatized as guilty.