Uncle Than Qigu is Forever Young

I would rather believe it or not!

The train stopped at the nearest station.

The whole process was executed quickly and methodically.

Although the passengers were a little panicked, most of them had no problem under the careful explanation and patient comfort of the National Railway staff.

Most of the passengers on this train are elementary and middle school students. As long as the teachers cooperate, they can be calmed down.

Mr. Biqigu was the first to respond to her!

As expected of Mr. Biqigu, he knows the general situation in consideration of the overall situation.

Then I informed my colleagues to come here wearing protective clothing according to previous training.

At this time, Fatty no one cared about him.

As soon as the train stopped at the station, it was picked up by a group of national railway station staff wearing exaggerated protective clothing. It seemed that it was enough to talk nonsense.

The remaining passengers, all compartments, were asked to stay where they were.

Who cares about fat people!

Passengers are more concerned about their own safety, and no one would expect to encounter such a thing when they come out.It was even the first time for most people to hear the detailed news about the disease, and they either hadn't seen the news at all before, or they had just glanced at it and forgot about it.

At this time, a schoolboy with black-rimmed glasses who was delighted at the news of the funeral still thought it was a farce at all, and it must be murder!

Very abnormal!

Unfortunately, who would listen to him?

There's no such thing as an intellect blow here...

"Damn it, the evidence is going to be destroyed. Has this been calculated?"

The employees of the National Railway Public Security Team in protective clothing, the disturbing symptoms of the victim, and the anxious expression of the doctor made him feel a little uneasy.

However, the thirst for knowledge in my heart quickly defeated such a little reason...

Taking advantage of Mr. Xiao Lin's inattention, he slipped out of the seat and slid towards the fat man's belongings.

Xiao Haiyao has already collected the fat man's personal belongings, including half-eaten snacks and finished beverage bottles, and put them in a special storage container.

Although Conan childishly reminded him not to destroy the scene, how could an adult with a normal IQ care about the opinion of a primary school student with no hair on his head?It was ignored directly!

"Hey, why are you so dishonest, kid! Don't make trouble! Iida and the others are already big enough!"

However, the organizers present were either employees of China National Railways or teachers on the job. Such people usually pay attention to the safety of passengers/minors, and Conan is more concerned.

He just picked up a milk tea bottle when he was grabbed by the arm and pulled aside.

"Uncle, I think this may be murder..."

"Okay, okay, I recognize you! What kind of detective agency are you from? Don't learn well!" Biqigu Liangping said impatiently, it's bad enough to deal with such a brat.

Thanks to his patience as a teacher, if an ordinary person sees a brat running around in such a tense situation, he might be a big slap in the face.

Although Liang Ping never punished children physically, he also admitted that sometimes the effect of proper physical punishment is really good!

"Eh? I remembered, you are the one who asked Uncle Maori to investigate his ex-wife..."

Conan shut his mouth, because seeing the man's expression instantly became serious, "Let's not talk about this, uncle! I think there must be something wrong with this matter!"

"Uh-huh!"

Hikigu Liangping, like Mr. Kobayashi, crossed over the elementary school student, perfunctory in his mouth, and believed in his heart that this child was seriously harmed by unreliable detectives.

Conan thought the uncle had listened, and continued: "Do you remember his fingers..."

"Okay, okay! Children, don't think about it. You are still young and ignorant, people like him... Some people are alive, it is better to be dead... Some people are dead... , live forever..."

After all, Liangping sighed.

Conan rolled his eyes. Sure enough, the body of a primary school student can't attract the attention of others.

"Conan! Don't make a mess! The teacher will be angry now."

Mr. Kobayashi, who is gentle and kind, came over and pinched the guy's left ear, and said in a serious tone.

"I'm sorry to trouble you. I am Sumiko Kobayashi, the teacher of Teidan Elementary School, and you are the teacher of Sobu High School in Chiba City, please give me your advice."

Because the National Railway Public Security Team prevented her from returning to the original carriage, Teacher Xiaolin had to call back to other teachers and ask them to help take care of the students in his class.

As soon as he turned his head, he found that Conan had changed his coordinates again. Sure enough, he was planning to make trouble?

Teacher Xiaolin was a little exhausted today, and he felt even more ashamed when he thought of being hit on the chest by a primary school student.

Of course, no matter how rich her imagination was, she didn't know that Conan's elementary school student had the soul of a high school student. She just felt a little embarrassed, but didn't think much about it.

"Hi! I'm Hikigu Ryohei from Zongwu High School. This kid is for you. Be careful! It looks like a guy who can cause trouble. It's not easy to be a teacher. These kids are disobedient and make themselves miserable We can't afford it."

Hikigani Ryohei crossed Conan's arm and handed him to the young female teacher with a gentle face.

"Who said it wasn't?! This kid is the most naughty! What you said is, think about it carefully or I am too gentle. I don't have a bit of majesty, so the children don't have any awe." Mr. Xiaolin was a little bit nervous in front of adult men. She is a naturally weak woman, but Liang Ping's words are too harsh on her, and she seems to have someone to confide in her depression.

"Being an elementary school teacher is really both a father and a mother. Recently, the law and order in our area is not very good. There are even homicides around the school! I think you can understand me. I am afraid all day long." The young female teacher looked like He complained as if he had found a relative.

Conan, who was hugged tightly by her, was trembling at the corners of his mouth, angry and anxious, so he could only watch the staff of the National Railways start tidying up the carriages, collecting the victim and even the objects near the victim one by one, and even sprayed it with disinfectant.