The Grammatical Investigator in Conan

Car No. 7, connection point.

Belmode held the gun in one hand and stared nervously at the gun-wielding figure in the smoke opposite.

At this time, the injury on the shoulder began to hurt.

That was the last time he was shot by a sniper on Vauxhall Bridge in London.

Although Michael didn't do it himself, she still suffered a lot.

Now that he saw him again, Belmod couldn't wait to pull the trigger now and kill the man opposite him.

But she also knew that since the other party took the initiative to appear in front of her, he must be fully prepared.

"Why are you here?" Belmode asked first.

"Why are you here? That's why I'm here..."

The man opposite did not hesitate to answer, and directly stated his purpose.

This made Belmod stunned, subconsciously thinking that he heard wrongly.

But then I thought about it and realized that I had targeted Shirley before during the full moon incident.

The plan to infiltrate MI6 also failed, and now it is foreseeable that he will come back to target Shirley again.

Therefore, Michael ambush beside Shirley in advance and crouched down until he was ready to take action.

"Is it to protect that woman again?"

"Obviously she is a traitor to the organization, but every time someone is willing to stand up and protect her..."

Belmode bit her teeth lightly, her beautiful face becoming a little ugly due to some kind of emotion.

That emotion is a collection of many negative emotions such as jealousy, hatred, and pain.

In the smoke, Qin Zhibo saw Belmod's expression and asked.

"Why do you hate her so much?"

"hatred?"

"hatred……"

Belmode repeated the word one more time, then his frown relaxed and he actually chuckled.

"Hmph, it's not her I hate, it's just that she must die."

"That's all..."

As soon as Belmod finished speaking, bullets sprayed out from the muzzle of the woman's pistol.

Qin Zhibo subconsciously bent his body downward and fired back at the same time.

In an instant, a large number of bullets were fired at the connection between the carriages.

The passing bullets left behind flues with spiral patterns on their tails in the smoke.

…

Car No. 8.

In the corridor, Haiyuan Ai stared blankly, his ice blue eyes reflecting the figure of the man in front of him.

Bourbon? Bourbon?

When she was still in the organization, she had heard about this code name from her sister Mingmei.

The man whose organization codename is "Bourbon" has an antagonistic relationship with his sister's boyfriend. The two dislike each other and are almost on the same page.

Haiyuan Ai took a deep breath and didn't really care which member of the organization came to pick her up. Anyway, her ending would be the same.

"so what?"

"Where do you plan to take me according to what Belmode said?"

"It's better to execute me here directly..."

Hui Yuan Ai stood there, looking calmly at Bourbon's teasing eyes.

Out of Belmod's sight, she was able to face it calmly.

Bourbon looked at the girl in front of him, wondering why his identity made her look stronger.

Did Qin Zhibo reveal his identity to her?

"No……"

"I will neither take you away nor execute you here."

Bourbon suddenly put away the trademark bad guy smile on his face, and turned to look at Haibara Ai with a serious expression.

With just a momentary change of expression, Bourbon switched from a villain to a positive person who looked righteous.

"I made some agreements with Michael and promised to help take care of you..."

"So I'll let you go."

Hearing this, Haiyuan Ai's expression suddenly froze, and at the same time, his brain reacted rapidly.

Michael is my sister's boyfriend.

But isn’t my sister’s boyfriend and Bourbon in a hostile relationship?

"What... do you mean?" Hui Yuan Ai quickly asked vigilantly.

Bourbon walked to the luggage compartment at the end of the train, saying as he walked: "It means literally, I will let you leave here safely..."

At this moment, the sound of bullets breaking things came from the car behind the two.

Bourbon glanced back and knew that it had already started over there.

He needs to take advantage of the entanglement between Qin Zhibo and Belmod to hide Haiyuan Ai in the luggage compartment, and then blow up the connection.

In this way, the luggage carriage will stop on the railway track as originally planned, and Haihara Ai can wait for the follow-up police to arrive and be rescued.

Belmod's original plan for him was to have him enter the luggage compartment, escape from the Suzuki train with Shirley in this way, and then take Shirley to another place for interrogation.

However, after he told Qin Zhibo about the plan, Qin Zhibo believed that the real plan was not that simple.

Based on Bellmode's attitude towards Shirley, he should have chosen to kill Shirley directly on the train.

The reason why he wanted to blow up the connection and let Bourbon enter the luggage workshop was that Qin Zhibo guessed that Belmode wanted to silence Bourbon as well.

Therefore, Bourbon conducted some investigations into the amount of explosives Belmod applied for, and sure enough found that the amount of explosives exceeded the original plan...

Bourbon came to the rear of Car No. 8 and opened the luggage door.

When he opened the door, it was dark inside, and he could vaguely see a large number of suitcases stacked on the shelves.

Bourbon went to the luggage rack closest to the corner of the door and lifted the white cloth covering it, revealing a rather large bomb inside.

If this bomb exploded, the entire carriage would be blown to pieces, not to mention the people inside.

However, at this time, the bomb had already disconnected the signal detonation module in advance, and could not be detonated by the detonator, so it lost its effect.

"Okay, come in, it's very safe here."

"Later, if you stand farther away from the door, I will blow up this connection and let the entire car escape from the train."

"But don't worry, the police will find you afterwards..."

Bourbon turned around and wanted to recruit Hui Yuan Ai inside.

Hui Yuan Ai's expression was full of vigilance, and her little hands were clenched tightly.

Although she didn't know whether this Bourbon was one of her own, she still chose to believe her sister's boyfriend.

Besides, in her current situation, she couldn't resist the other party.

"good……"

Hui Yuan Ai responded weakly, and then walked calmly into the dark luggage compartment.

Seeing that Haiyuan Ai believed in him, a smile appeared on the corner of Bourbon's mouth.

As long as Haiyuan Ai enters the carriage, safety can be ensured.

And he can tell Belmode that he was attacked by an unknown person and did not have time to enter the luggage compartment.

Belmode had encountered Michael, so he would naturally attribute all the reasons for this failure to Michael, and would not suspect that he was also the culprit.

This is Qin Zhibo's entire plan.

Hui Yuan Ai walked slowly into the dark luggage compartment. When he came to Bourbon's feet, he looked up at Bourbon again.

"How are you going to blow up the connection?"

Facing the question, Bourbon smiled and took out a small C4 bomb from his pocket.

"This is enough."

Haiyuan Ai looked at the size of the bomb and realized that as long as she hid in the innermost part of the carriage, it would not be able to affect her.

So, Haihara Ai continued walking into the dark interior of the car.

Bourbon watched Hui Yuan Ai walk inside obediently, and was also preparing to place the bomb at the connection.

But at this moment, a figure suddenly jumped out from behind the luggage rack on the other side of the door, and a pair of palms grabbed the vest on Bourbon's shoulders from behind.

Before Bourbon had time to realize what was going on, he was dragged into the dim luggage workshop, and the bomb also fell on the iron floor at the connection.

There are others here!

Bourbon's brain reacted quickly, and at the same time he hit his right elbow behind him, forcing the person behind him to retreat before his neck was strangled by the opponent.

The opponent took a step back suddenly, and Bourbon took advantage of this moment to stabilize his body and adopt a standard boxing response posture.

Looking at the slender humanoid figure in front of him, Bourbon subconsciously asked.

"Who is it!?"

However, the opponent didn't answer at all. He suddenly jumped up on the spot and kicked Bourbon in the face with his leg raised high.

What!

Although Bourbon couldn't see the opponent's appearance clearly, he could roughly see the opponent's figure, and he was able to jump so high in such a narrow space.

Bourbon quickly raised his arms and crossed them in front of him, but was still kicked by the opponent and staggered back two steps.

What a strength!

Staggering, Bourbon finally managed to stabilize his figure, but the unknown person had quickly arrived in front of him as if he had transformed.

These few meters of distance were inexplicably drawn away like a wormhole in space.

not good!

When Bourbon saw the opponent approaching instantly, he subconsciously raised his arms to block him, but the opponent punched him directly in the abdomen.

Although this punch does not have much range, the explosive power cannot be underestimated.

Bourbon was punched out of the luggage compartment, flew three meters away, and fell heavily on the corridor of compartment 8.

"Well..."

Bourbon whimpered in pain and wanted to get up from the ground, but the sharp pain from his abdomen made him twitch his shoulders reflexively, and his scalp also felt numb.

Two or three broken ribs...

The severe pain caused Bourbon's eyes to be between opening and closing, but he still managed to stare at the figure in the luggage compartment.

Although the opponent's figure is slender, his body seems to contain very terrifying power, and he invisibly exudes a very oppressive and powerful aura.

This kind of aura seems to have a vague tendency to become concrete...

However, this person did not chase him, just like a vampire afraid of the sunlight in the carriage, he just stood blankly in the darkness of the luggage compartment.

There is a reflective spot where the head should be.

Who is he?

Bourbon moved his injured body back, trying to find a chance to stand up again, but the pain in his abdomen made him close one eye and postpone his plan to get up again.

At this moment, the door of Car E next to him suddenly opened.

A man dressed in dark clothes walked out of the room, passed by Bourbon who had fallen on the ground, and walked straight to the luggage workshop with long strides.

The moment the man passed by Bourbon, Bourbon raised his head to observe, but saw an incredible moment.

Scotch whiskey? !

Although the delicate face has become a little changed over time, and the neat short hair has been changed to medium-long hair, the childhood sweetheart Bourbon can still be seen at a glance.

Why him?

Before Bourbon could react to what was going on, Scotch Whisky had already walked into the luggage compartment without hesitation and started fighting with the owner of the original figure in the compartment.

The two of them exchanged punches and kicks, and each move exploded with potential energy beyond the limits of the human body.

The terrifying fist even turned into fist shadows, shaking the luggage racks on both sides with a "bang bang" sound.

Bourbon, lying in the corridor of carriage No. 8, opened his eyes wide in shock, and even forgot the pain in his body.

He couldn't believe that two humans could actually have such a level of physical confrontation.

The two people in the compartment should not be called humans, but functional monsters with human appearance.

Countless fist shadows bombarded in the air, making a "crackling" sound.

Any of the fist shadows could easily crack iron or engineering plastic products as long as they slightly scraped the luggage rack or suitcase next to them.

At the same time, Huiyuan Ai huddled in the innermost part of the luggage compartment, her body tightly pressed against the wall behind her.

She nervously watched the scene in front of her, and what she saw was even more exaggerated than Bourbon.

She even saw the outlines of the two people's bodies emitting a certain color, like two stick figures of different colors fighting at super high speed.

One was purple.

The other was blue.

Each move of the two people was so fast that it could not be analyzed, and the power was so great that it shook the surrounding objects down or even shattered them.

Soon, the front half of the luggage compartment was in a mess due to the fight between the two people. The luggage racks and suitcases were all broken, as if they had just been swept by a tornado.

Suddenly, the purple figure kicked out suddenly.

The blue figure raised his arms and caught it steadily.

But in the next second, the purple figure supported the ground with one hand, kept his body in a horizontal position in the air, and kicked out with the other foot again.

These two stages of force caught the owner of the blue figure off guard, and he staggered back two steps, just in time to be kicked to the connection of the compartment.

And when he retreated, he accidentally stepped on the button of the C4 bomb that Bourbon had just dropped at the connection.

Beep.

Beep.

The 3-second countdown started immediately.

The owner of the blue figure frowned slightly and quickly fell to the side of the No. 8 carriage.

The owner of the purple figure turned around and fell to the side of the luggage carriage.

Boom!

A huge explosion burst out with the bloom of light and heat, and thick black smoke burst out from the connection of the carriages.

In the black smoke, the luggage carriage at the end of the train lost traction, slowed down, and gradually separated from the train in front that was still moving.

Bourbon, who was lying on the ground, turned around again, propped up his upper body with one hand, looked at the connection of the train, and found that the luggage carriage behind was getting farther and farther away.

Just as he was thinking about the situation in that carriage, the man in front of him also slowly climbed up from the ground.

He stood at the place where the train broke, looking at the luggage carriage that was gradually moving away.

A few seconds later, the man turned around and walked back to the E room of the No. 8 carriage.

He smashed the glass of the train with a punch and was about to get out.

Seeing this, Bourbon hurriedly called him.

"Hey!"

"You are Scotch Whiskey! Right?"

Scotch Whiskey heard the code name and looked back at Bourbon.

There was no emotion in that cold look.

Then the man got out of the car window and suddenly disappeared.

Bourbon struggled to get up from the ground regardless of the pain in his body, and stuck his head out of the car window to check, but found that the man had completely disappeared.