The Grammatical Investigator in Conan

Conan led the Junior Detective Team and left the car room where Xiaolan and others were, and walked back, intending to sort out the entire route to see if he had missed anything.

But when he walked to the corridor at the door of Room D, Dr. Agasa pushed open the door and poked his head out of the room.

"How is it? Have you solved the reasoning puzzle?"

Dr. Agasa still trusted Conan's ability to lead the team, so he did not follow the Junior Detective Team.

But when the Junior Detective Team saw Dr. Agasa, all members showed shocked expressions.

"Doctor, is this room our room in Car No. 6?"

Even Conan was somewhat doubtful about his elementary school math ability.

But Dr. Agasa nodded and replied: "Yes... Look, the half-eaten snacks in the room are still there, aren't they?"

Conan came to the door and looked at the snacks. He couldn't help but widen his eyes, and his shrunken pupils showed surprise.

He was just in Car No. 8 where Xiaolan and others were. If he walked back one car, it should be Car No. 7.

But why did he return to Car No. 6?

Carriage No. 7 disappeared while driving?

After a moment, Conan came to his senses and looked around.

All the cars on the mysterious train do not have car numbers marked.

If you want to ask the car number, you can only ask the conductor sitting at the end of the car.

"Follow me!"

Conan led the Junior Detective Team and immediately ran to the conductor at the end of the car and told him what had just happened.

"Carriage No. 7 disappeared?"

"Haha, how is this possible..."

The conductor had a relaxed smile on his face, obviously treating their words as a child's prank.

Yuan Tai shouted again: "We just saw an uncle shot by someone in the No. 7 carriage!"

"The criminal ran away immediately after committing the crime! We chased him and accidentally lost him!"

Mitsuihiko continued: "When we returned, we found that the No. 7 carriage was gone!"

Hearing this, the conductor pretended to be surprised, but then smiled, "There is a pistol... Why don't you find the conductors in other carriages immediately?"

At this time, the indicator light of a compartment in the carriage lit up.

After seeing this, the conductor stood up and said to the Junior Detective Team: "I think you should go and ask the conductor like me."

"It's all because of the boss's arrangement. There are no numbers in these carriages, which makes it more difficult for us conductors to guide..."

The conductor came to the room with the indicator light on, knocked on the door, provided services to the passengers inside, and no longer paid attention to Conan and others.

And Conan also felt that what the conductor said made sense. Why didn't he think of asking the conductor just now?

So, Conan went to the front car and came to the end of the car, where he found the conductor who was sitting on a chair and yawning.

"Hello, I want to ask which car this is?"

"This is car No. 7."

"Really?"

"Ah, um..."

Mitsuhiko was surprised: "What's going on! Car No. 7 revived again!"

Ayumi: "What's going on?"

The three children looked at Conan, the backbone, and waited for Conan to come up with an idea.

Conan raised his chin, thought for a while, and decided to go back to room B where the accident happened just now to see the situation first.

But when they came to the door of room B and opened the door, there were still three people inside: Mao Lilan, Suzuki Sonoko, and Sera Masumi.

"Um, is this really Carriage 8?"

As soon as Conan asked, Sonoko shouted impatiently, "Didn't I tell you this is Carriage 8?"

"I told you little brat to go back to your room!"

Conan was scolded out of the room by Sonoko, and the door slammed shut.

The Detective Boys stood stupidly at the door, not knowing what to do next.

"Could it be that the conductor made a mistake?"

"Maybe, he looks sleepy..."

The three kids suspected the conductor at the end of the car, and had no doubt that someone close to them might have deceived them.

But Conan held his chin up, thinking about why Sonoko's reaction was so big every time he knocked on the door.

It felt like she was deliberately leading him in another direction.

And Xiaolan's smile without saying a word, and Sera Masumi's meaningful smile...

That's right!

Suddenly, Conan recalled the first time he knocked on the door. Xiaolan and Sonoko were both holding teacups and drinking tea, but Sera was holding a card in his hand.

The style of the card seemed similar to the letter of the reasoning puzzle he received.

Thinking of this, Conan's mouth corners slowly rose, and the chaotic thoughts in his mind suddenly opened up.

He raised his hand and opened the door of Room B in front of him again.

"I'm talking to you!"

Sonoko saw Conan at the door reappear like an indestructible cockroach. Just as she was about to scold a few people, Conan interrupted her with a serious face.

"This room is undoubtedly Room B in Carriage No. 7, right?"

"I, have, said,..."

Sonoko still wanted to struggle, but Conan threw the evidence directly.

"Sonoko sister, you also got the letter, right?"

"It's almost the same as this one..."

As he said that, Conan took out the envelope from his trouser pocket and showed it.

"The card should say that this is part of a mystery puzzle. It allows you to temporarily switch rooms with the passenger who plays the victim in this room, so that the person responsible for playing the detective is confused, resulting in the current situation..."

Seriang smiled and said: "The correct answer~"

"That's awesome, you really deserve to be Conan~" Mao Lilan smiled and clapped her hands.

Because she wasn't very good at lying to people, and she was lying to acquaintances around her, she didn't speak during the whole process.

However, Yuanzi thought it was a good opportunity and planned to take advantage of this opportunity to attack Conan's "arrogance".

But Sonoko didn't expect that instead of deceiving Conan, Sera thought it would be more interesting to give Conan some hints and let him solve the puzzle with confidence.

So she deliberately picked up the card, waited for Conan to come over, and deliberately let him see it.

"What~ It's so boring..."

Sonoko shook her head helplessly, and then shouted angrily at Conan: "The card said that we should exchange rooms with the passengers of the victim in Car No. 7 to make the mystery puzzle more interesting, so here we are!"

"I didn't expect you to see through it so quickly!"

Sera smiled and added: "I happened to meet them exchanging rooms when I was visiting, so I joined together..."

Conan looked at Yuanzi who was furious after his trick was discovered, and the corner of his mouth twitched helplessly.

Haha, being told the truth made me even more angry...

Next, several people exchanged the details of the reasoning puzzle.

The card that Sonoko and others received invited them to act as accomplices and hide the fact that they had exchanged rooms.

Mouri Kogoro was asked to wait alone in the dining car, and he finally explained the entire incident.

Conan grinned and thought to himself: I will be responsible for explaining later, which is really troublesome...

At this moment, Sera glanced at the few children at a lower position and noticed the brown-haired loli at the back of the crowd.

This is a good opportunity to say hello to my cousin~

"By the way, this is our first official meeting, right?"

"I've always wanted to find a chance to get to know each other. I heard that you formed...a young detective team?"

As soon as they heard the keyword "Young Detective Team", the three little ones immediately became energetic and got together to pose.

"That's right! We are the Junior Detective Team!"

"My name is Genta Kojima!"

"My name is Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya!"

"My name is Yoshida Ayumi!"

"Edogawa Conan..."

Seeing the cute looks of the three little ones, especially Conan's languid look, Sera sneered at the corner of his mouth and turned his head to Haibara Ai at the back.

"What about this little girl?"

Ayumi immediately turned around and introduced: "This is Xiao Ai! He is also a member of our young detective team!"

"Oh? Please give me more advice in the future~"

"Xiao Ai~"

Sera Masaki bent down, his eyes were level with Haihara Ai's, and he stretched out his hand in front of Haihara Ai.

But Haiyuan Ai looked at the familiar Shiliang Zhenchun in front of him, and his heart throbbed suddenly.

Her body subconsciously shrank behind Conan, which was a disguised rejection of Sera Masumi's handshake.

Conan glanced at Haihara Ai behind him and didn't understand why she was suddenly so afraid of strangers, but he still helped her to smooth things over.

"I'm sorry, she is quite afraid of strangers~"

"Ah..." Shiliang was startled and could only retract his hand, "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter..."

Sera Masumi straightened her body and looked at her palms inexplicably. She wondered in her heart whether she was too enthusiastic and scared her cousin.

I just want to get to know him...

…

After solving the reasoning puzzle, everyone went to the rear of the carriage, intending to tell the conductor about the situation.

However, the conductor showed doubts in his eyes when he received the two envelope cards containing reasoning puzzles.

"Well...this is indeed the same design as the instruction card I used before..."

"But the content above is completely different from the tricks I heard before."

With that said, the conductor returned the two cards to Sonoko and Conan.

Yuanzi stared at the card in his hand and wondered, "What on earth is going on?"

Conan was thinking seriously.

Previously, the conductor said that the puzzle would not start until an hour later. He thought that the conductor said that in order to cooperate with Sonoko and others to deceive them.

Now it seems that it may be a "misunderstanding".

As for what the "misunderstanding" is, we can only go first...

"At this point, we can only go to Car No. 8 and ask the passenger who is responsible for playing the victim."

"What do you think? Conan?"

Sera looked at Conan who was standing low, with a meaningful smile on his lips.

Conan looked at Sera with some confusion and could only nod his head and said "Yeah".

In this way, everyone walked around the connection between the carriages and headed to carriage No. 8.

At this moment, the train just entered the tunnel, and it was dark outside the window, leaving only the dim light on the corridor arch.

In Room A of Car No. 8, Qin Zhibo was carefully taking off his human skin mask to let the skin on his face breathe fresh air.

The human leather mask on the table is full of wrinkles, and the beard under the chin and nose is quite lush.

Since all the tickets for the mysterious train were sold out long ago, Qin Zhibo had to start with people who already had tickets.

After a series of investigations, he found a user who blogged about mysterious train rides every year.

Let Hiroki Sawada hack into this person's blog, obtain his IP address information, and then find out his identity information, which is called Noto Taisaku.

His identity is a former Self-Defense Force officer, and his hobby is kendo.

Because his body shape and height are similar to his own, Qin Zhibo set him as the target of disguise.

This morning, he squatted in the parking lot and saw Noto Taisaku, who was planning to drive to the train station. After knocking him out, he replaced his identity and went to the station.

But when he arrived at the station, he found something wrong.

It turned out that this man did not take the mysterious train alone, but took the mysterious train with some fixed people every year.

That is, the other passengers in the No. 8 carriage.

Shortly after the train departed, these people also called themselves to gather in the dining car.

Fortunately, the intersection between these people was not too deep. It seemed that they gathered together to mourn the dead because of a fire.

Qin Zhibo sat on a chair, put out his laptop, and searched for relevant information about the fire on the computer.

Since the few people just talked in the dining car about the fire happening in April 5 years ago, at a certain wealthy family’s villa, it was easy to find out.

At 22:40 on April 17 5 years ago, a fire broke out in a certain wealthy family’s villa in Shizuoka Prefecture during a birthday party.

It took 5 days to completely put out the fire, and the 2,600-square-meter villa was burned down.

The incident caused 12 deaths, including the entire family of the wealthy family and some guests attending the banquet.

And there were 6 survivors in total.

Qin Zhibo calculated that there were 5 compartments in this first-class carriage, one of which was shared by the disabled old lady and the maid.

There was one survivor in each of the other rooms.

It was just that the man named Murohashi was arranged by the organizer through the back door this time, and he failed to get a room in carriage No. 8.

And the disguised target he chose happened to be one of them.

This strange configuration, plus Conan was also on this train, could it be a sign of the case?

Just as Qin Zhibo was thinking, there was a sudden knock at the door.

"Mr. Noto!"

"Mr. Noto!"

Qin Zhibo quickly put away his laptop and put the human skin mask back on his head.

He pushed open the door and found that the conductor of this carriage was standing at the door.

"What are you doing? I didn't call you over!"

Qin Zhibo imitated Noto Taisaku's usual tone and yelled at the conductor in front of him.

The conductor was stunned, "But, the bell just rang..."

The bell is a pager equipped in each compartment, which can call the conductor in the corridor at any time.

However, Qin Zhibo clearly remembered that he did not press the pager.

"What does this have to do with me? It's not me who pressed it. You come here to disturb my rest when you have nothing to do..."

At the same time, the room not far away also opened the door, revealing half of the head looking around, with a phone in his hand.

However, Qin Zhibo did not care too much, but quickly closed the door to avoid revealing any flaws in the human skin mask he hastily put on.

Just as Qin Zhibo's door was closed, the call bell rang again in the dim corridor.