Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

In the corridor.

Conan swung his arms and ran with big strides.

He returned to the carriage and came to the room where he witnessed the fat man being shot. He stood on tiptoe and hurriedly opened the door.

When I entered the room, I was deeply shocked by the scene in front of me.

Sonoko and Xiaolan held their teacups and sipped their tea with a comfortable look on their faces, while Sera and Baijiu leaned against the wall with one hand in their pockets, chewing potato chips.

Both parties paused, and Baijiu spoke first: "Conan? What do you want to talk to us about?"

He touched Sera lightly with the heel of his shoe, as if to remind her of something.

Yuanzi drooped her face and said, "You little brat, before entering a lady's room, at least knock on the door first."

Conan looked around and quickly observed the structure of the room: "Excuse me, this should be carriage number seven, right?"

"Ah?" They asked in unison.

Baijiu scratched his face: "What are you talking about, Conan."

"This is clearly carriage number eight."

"Number eight?"

"Yeah." Shira crossed his arms and said, "I just came into this room to play."

A few drops of cold sweat ran down Conan's face, and his big eyes revealed great confusion.

The door of the room closed and the Bai Geituan returned to the corridor.

"Huh," Xiaolan sighed, "I didn't expect Conan and the others to come so quickly."

Baijiu picked up the teacup and blew gently: "Shiliang, why didn't you put the card away just now?"

“I didn’t have time to react…”

Yuanzi held his chin in his hand and said disdainfully: "Those little devils probably wouldn't observe so carefully."

Sera smiled, showing his cute fangs: "Not necessarily, I think Conan might be able to find it."

Yuanzi showed an unhappy expression, put his hands on his hips and said, "But, these little brats, not only did they not knock on the door, they also stole our food!"

"We have to play a good trick on them no matter what!!!"

In a sense, except for Conan, everyone else has reaped a lot, but this harvest is material.

"Conan, are you sure you don't want to eat?" Genta ate like a tiger.

He made a smacking sound in his mouth: "The original flavor is still the best!"

Yuantai finished the potato chips in his hand in just two or three bites.

Mitsuhiko took out a stack of tissues and handed them to him: "Yuanta, don't get them on the floor. We need to keep it clean and tidy."

"Haibara, do you still want your lollipop? Can you give it to me?" Genta poked two fleshy fingers and begged with a chuckle.

Huiyuan's eyelids drooped and he looked up: "No, children can't eat too much sugar, it will cause cavities."

Conan clenched his fists and turned his head: "Everyone! Be quiet!"

"Sorry...Conan." The three idiots of Teitan looked at him aggrievedly.

The three idiots have a unique sense of relaxation and are not in a hurry when encountering cases. They are worthy of being people who hang around Conan.

Conan sighed helplessly: "This is really strange."

He frowned and said, "I don't remember counting the wrong number of the carriage just now."

"There's nothing we can do about it." Huiyuan added, "There's no carriage number written on the body of each carriage."

"And all the room doors are marked only with English letters."

"Squeak." Dr. Agasa poked his head out.

He said kindly, "How's it going, kids? How's the mystery going?"

"Huh? Why are you looking at me with surprised expressions?" Dr. Agasa touched his round nose.

"Doctor, is this room our room in carriage number six?"

"Yes." The Doctor turned sideways.

He looked towards the table in the house and said, "Look, the snacks you half-eaten before you left are still there, aren't they?"

"Conan, what's going on?"

“It feels so weird…”

"We clearly started from car number eight. We only skipped one car."

Car number seven... Car number seven?

Conan's pupils trembled violently and his body involuntarily stepped back.

Carriage number seven disappeared while driving!

They came to the conductor in confusion.

"Carriage No. 7 disappeared?"

He couldn't help laughing and slapped his thigh: "How is this possible?"

Yuan Tai danced with joy and gestured excitedly: "We just saw an uncle being shot in carriage number seven!"

"The criminal who fired the gun in that room fled immediately after committing the crime. We saw it and chased after him."

"But...I accidentally lost him!"

"That's right!" Mitsuhiko nodded: "When we returned to the room, we looked at the carriage No. 7."

"I found out that carriage number seven has become carriage number eight!!!"

The conductor was stunned after hearing this: "Gun? There is a gun."

He changed his face to a smiling one again: "If that's the case, why didn't you tell our conductor right away when you saw it?"

Ai curled up behind Conan, her soft little hands on his shoulders, gently tugging at his sleeves, looking back anxiously, as if she had activated radar again.

Conan put his hands in his pockets, stared with his eyes wide open, and said firmly: "We all thought it was part of the mystery."

"Anyway!" Conan raised his voice: "Hurry up and confirm it!!"

"Car No. 7 has disappeared!!"

“They disappeared along with the guest who was shot!!”

"alright."

The conductor stroked Conan's hair and said, "I think you should just ask the conductors on standby in each car."

"At the end of the corridor of every carriage with guest rooms, there is a conductor sitting in a chair like me."

"Ding-a-ling, jingle-a-ling."

"Okay." The conductor stood up slowly: "I think you must have made a mistake."

"For this train, due to the boss' intention, each carriage will not have its number displayed inside."

The boss's intention?

He walked to the door with the house number "F" and lightly pressed the red button above it. In an instant, the lights disappeared.

That is, the call bell will ring and the light outside the room will turn on.

"Thanks to this design, many passengers were confused about where their rooms were, and our conductor had a hard time guiding them."

"Dong dong!"

"Excuse me, sir, what can I do for you?"

"Wow! So cool!"

"I want to play too later!"

"Quiet!" Conan warned them seriously again.

"Our focus now is to find the missing carriage number seven!"

"Let's go and confirm it!" Conan walked with his short legs and rushed to another carriage.

Ayumi looked at Huibara's worried and uneasy face and asked gently, "Ai, are you feeling unwell because of a cold?"

Huiyuan's eyes suddenly became clear: "No, I'm fine. I took some medicine just now."

Ayumi heard this and a smile quickly spread across her face. She reached out her hand and held Huibara's wrist: "Then! Let's quickly catch up with Conan and the others."

That man just now really looks like him...

But...what's with the burns on his face...