Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

"Yes, I did press the call bell and asked the driver to come over."

The wealthy lady held up a slender finger: "That's because my room has been making strange noises."

She took out a silver watch from her pocket, deliberately avoided Maori's lustful look, and rolled her eyes.

Put it in Shiliang's palm: "The strange sound comes from the alarm of this watch."

The rich woman raised her eyes and stared at Shiliang and the others: "I later found that the watch was stuffed into the gap between the sofas."

"I think it must have been the cleaner, or someone else, who accidentally forgot it here." The rich woman guessed, supporting her waist with one hand.

Shira frowned and thought: "Then you rang the bell to ask the conductor to check your room."

She tilted her head: "The murderer could have taken advantage of that time to enter the victim's room."

"After all, the conductor was called by you at that time, and there was no one in the corridor."

The rich woman retorted angrily: "What investigation? I called him here just to complain. I just found this watch myself."

Her forehead was covered with wrinkles from anger, and she closed her dead fish eyes.

Turning around, he said, "What I can't stand the most is! My territory being invaded by others."

"Don't bother everyone."

I don’t know how many times Baijiu has played the role of peacemaker.

“If shouting could solve problems, then the world would be full of deaf and dumb people.”

The bottom line is that white wine doesn't want to hear noisy sounds.

Baijiu put his hand on the conductor's shoulder and said, "So, you were always in the corridor at that time, Mr. Conductor."

"But you didn't see any suspicious people at all, so you took the opportunity to enter Room B where the victim was?"

In an instant, the conductor seemed to have thought of something: "So!"

"While I was listening to the problems and complaints of the wealthy lady, I heard the door far away from Room E being opened."

"It seems like there's someone strange looking at me through the door."

Mao Li stroked his stubble and looked to the side: "Room A is the farthest room from Room E."

The conductor then added: "Before I caught a glimpse of the strange man, I saw Ms. Gatha and the strong woman pushing the wheelchair."

"Just came out of Room D and headed in the direction of Room A."

"Maybe they saw the weirdo I mentioned."

Then again.....what about the Russian dolls...

One link after another.

And the train conductor, it's a bit of a waste of his talent if his eyesight isn't enough for a sniper.

"Boom!!!!"

The train passed through a quiet and peaceful field, and they came to the house where Ms. Gasa was.

Ms. Gaza spoke hoarsely and weakly: "The door of Room A, when we passed through the corridor, no door was opened."

She stared at them with her eyelids drooped. "Of course, when we walked out of the room, we didn't see any strange people appear near the door."

"Am I right?" Ms. Gasa asked towards the back.

"Yes, ma'am."

Is this really a woman? This rugged and sturdy body is like a female version of vodka.

The strong woman moved her joints.

The lifeless eyes stared at them. "The only room whose door was open at that time was Room E, where the rich lady who kept complaining to the conductor like a madman was."

Her tone was emotionless and extremely cold, giving people a fake feeling.

Shira speculated, "Is it possible that someone opened the door after Ms. Gaza left the corridor?"

Conan instantly retorted: "But Sera, have you ever thought about it?"

"When we were about to go to Room B, as soon as we entered Carriage 8 and passed by the guest room, we just happened to pass by my mother-in-law and her family."

After Conan said this, Baijiu fell into memories and felt a little puzzled and confused about this case.

Baijiu put his finger to his lips and thought seriously for a moment: "We didn't see the door of Room A being opened at all..."

"Was the door really opened?" Baijiu looked at him, observing his micro-expressions to determine whether he was lying.

The conductor just stood there in a daze, as if his computer had frozen.

Suddenly, he thought of something and said, "Ah, so Mr. Anton, who was in Room C at the front of the carriage, opened the door to check the situation."

"You guy." Baijiu narrowed his eyes slightly: "Your eyesight is really good, but your memory is a bit hard to describe."

"Think carefully and see if there is anything missing or any clues that you have mentioned?" Sera asked.

"It's gone...it's really gone this time."

"Boom!!!!"

"That's right, because even I can hear the crazy woman's throat-tearing roar from where I sit in the room."

"So I left the room and went to see what was going on."

Mr. Anton sat very upright, his hands on his knees, his back straight, his expression calm.

"But I don't know whether the door of Room A was open at that time."

Anton mechanically raised his head, lifted his glasses, and said in a dull and emotionless voice, "After all, Room A and Room E are in opposite directions."

"Besides," he looked ahead calmly, "at that time, the train just happened to enter the tunnel. There was no light beam coming in at all, and the corridor became very dark."

"That's true." Sera nodded in agreement.

"Didn't you guys notice?" Anton lowered his head, his expression very eerie and terrifying.

Glancing at Conan, "Didn't you come into carriage number eight after I left the room?"

"No, we didn't see it." Conan shook his head.

"Come to think of it." Sera took a step back, leaning against the wall, with his hands in his pockets.

He showed his iconic fangs, looked at everyone and smiled faintly, "All of you passengers in carriage 8, give the names of the other passengers in the same carriage."

"It seems like you know everything about each other inexplicably. Do you know each other privately?"

"Yes, that's right, we know each other."

"After all, we ride this mystery train together every year."

The conductor spread his hands and explained, "These passengers make reservations for the first-class carriage of the Mystery Train every year. They are considered our regular customers."

“And they book the same room every time.”

"Boom!!!!"

Mao Li, who had been silent for a long time, spoke up: "So, Mr. Conductor, could it be that you were wrong from the beginning?"

"How could that be? I really saw that strange figure!"

"No, no, no, I think I already have the answer!" Maori said with a confident smile on his face.

He leaned forward, his hands firmly on his shoulders, his oily forehead pressed against the conductor's.

She exhaled hot air and looked into his eyes. "You must be the one who secretly let the murderer sneak into Room B."

The conductor covered his nose and said, "Mr. Maori, what are you talking about? And your mouth really stinks!"

“On the surface, all rooms look like secret rooms, but in fact, the guest rooms have hidden secret doors that connect to the next room.”

"This...this train doesn't have any secret door!" The conductor wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Mao Li ignored him and continued to state his reasoning: "Don't quibble. Then you can directly ask the passengers in rooms A, C, D, and E to gather in room B. Everyone should take out their guns and fire one shot."

"Assaulting the victim kills him, right?"

"Okay, this is the plot I imagined in my mind."

Another proof that AI cannot replace humans.