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Chapter 914 913. Secret

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    Kamikawa Shun sat across from him and adjusted the headphones in his ears.

    Then the call was connected to someone on the train.

    "Is there anything unusual over there?"

    "Yep."

    "Oh? What is it?" Kamikawa suddenly became interested.

    "I've set up the listening device. I'm just waiting for the actors to come on stage. You can switch the channel and listen to it yourself."

    Kamikawa Shun raised his eyebrows slightly and switched the eavesdropping channel on his glasses to another one.

    Sound is transmitted from the frame along the bones to the ears through bone conduction.

    Compared with Conan, the other channel is much quieter. Occasionally, the doorbell rings, accompanied by the footsteps of the flight attendant, as well as the sound of the other party greeting and opening the door.

    He waited quietly, waiting for the show to unfold.

    Car No. 5.

    The doorbell of a compartment rang, and the conductor sitting in the aisle hurried over to ask the other party if he could help.

    The aisle of the train is only half a meter wide, and the open compartments block the entire aisle, not only blocking the way, but also blocking other people's sight.

    The box door slowly opened, and a tall man wearing a knitted hat and scars on his face slowly walked out of the box.

    He didn¡¯t look around or stop, but walked straight across the box next door and walked to the box on the side.

    The box door was unlocked, and he entered directly into the box with a slight twist.

    There is only one person in this box, a woman wearing a wide-brimmed hat.

    Seeing the person coming, Kudo Yukiko was slightly surprised, and then suddenly realized.

    "So Sharon, you dressed up like this."

    She deliberately walked around in the train, and sure enough she caught Belmode's attention.

    Belmode was not surprised to be called out. She walked to the opposite side and sat down, lightly lighting a cigarette.

    The cigarette burned slowly, and in the smoke, the face of the person opposite was a little unreal.

    The person opposite is obviously a tall man, but his temperament reveals a hint of charm.

    These two extreme contrasts are very abrupt, but when they appear on Belmod at the same time, they are very reasonable.

    Kudo Yukiko opened the car window a little to let the smell of smoke drift out.

    A little wind blew into the car from outside, making her hair a little messy.

    Belmod¡¯s hair remained intact, after all, it was a wig held up by a knitted cap.

    "There is no way, who made me unable to use my face now?" Belmod reached out and touched his face.

    Sharon Wynyard has passed away, and her alter ego, Chris Wynyard, has become a wanted criminal.

    You have to pretend to be someone else anyway, so why not pretend to be someone who can have some unintentional effect?

    She looked at Kudo Yukiko with her chin raised slightly, looking like she was watching a good show.

    "I'm a little surprised. I didn't expect that the struggle between the little boy and the organization would involve you, a mother."

    Kudo Yukiko picked up the black tea and took a sip with an elegant gesture.

    "I came here voluntarily. Since the opponent is a big star on the screen, at least I, an actor known as a Japanese legend, should be invited to star together."

    She looked at Belmod, and her eyes seemed to see through the mask the still young face under the mask.

    "It's a pity to say it. I originally wanted to ask you how to put on makeup that can still be dazzling as you age. I really didn't expect that the famous actress Sharon Wynyard is just a person who deliberately puts on old makeup"

    For Kudo Yukiko, a former fellow student, Belmode was very interested in chatting with her.

    It should be said that she had no intention of doing anything on the train this time, so she was very relaxed.

    ¡°It¡¯s still very tiring to play an elderly person.¡±

    "Yes, not only do I have to play the mother, I also have to play the daughter."

    "Haha" Belmode smiled but said nothing.

    The carriage was quiet, and the commotion outside seemed to have nothing to do with the two people in the carriage.

    Kudo Yukiko was drinking black tea comfortably, as if she was having a long-lost chat with an old friend.

    She casually asked the question that was bothering them:

    "Since Sharon is dressed up like this, who is that Gin? Is he really here in person?"

    Belmode curled her lips and smiled, looked at her intently for a while, and gently licked her red lips.?Two words:

    "secret."

    ¡­¡­

    In Car No. 3, Custer walked out of the box while talking on the phone.

    There was a bit of teasing anger in her eyes, as well as an indescribable excitement.

    It¡¯s like the perverted excitement of seeing a prey being chased to the end and about to be brutally killed.

    "There was a murder on the train. I'm going to see that Mouri Kogoro."

    A voice came from the other end of the phone, "Don't forget your business."

    "Hasn't Belmod already confirmed that Shirley is in the car? Don't worry, I'm looking forward to seeing the scream of the prey before it dies."

    "It's a pity that you didn't come here in person, otherwise this train would have been very interesting." I don't know what was said on the other end of the phone, Custer's tone was rather regretful.

    After hanging up the phone, she straightened her expression and walked slowly to the No. 8 carriage.

    In Car No. 8, Conan was standing aside, watching Mouri Kogoro cross-examining other passengers.

    He was a little surprised to see Pingshijia suddenly appear.

    "Sister, are you also on this train?"

    His eyes fell on the bag Ping Mingjia was carrying. The bag was big enough to hold a pistol.

    The trains have issued notices asking everyone not to leave their rooms. It is very unusual for this woman to come here at this time.

    "Yes." Seeing Conan, Ping Jingjia smiled slightly and looked shy.

    "When I heard that a case had occurred, I thought that Mr. Maori was also on the train, so I planned to come over and see Mr. Maori solve the case."

    Being called out suddenly, Mouri Kogoro, who was being cross-examined, froze.

    He turned around and said seriously: "Miss Pingshi, it's better to go back. The murderer is still in the train, and he may have a gun in his hand, which is very dangerous."

    Looking at them, Conan held his chin, already understanding why Heijia knew that Uncle Mouri was on the train.

    It turns out that Mouri Kogoro had been to the restaurant, and he was really called back at the restaurant. Presumably, Heimeika was the uncle he met in the restaurant, and knew that his uncle was also on the train.

    It¡¯s just that he always felt it was a bit too coincidental

    The feeling given to him by Ping Ping was a bit strange, but he couldn¡¯t explain why it was strange

    Looking at the strange woman who appeared, Sera Masaki asked Conan in a low voice:

    "Who is this?"

    "One of my uncle's clients has a surname of Pingshi."

    "Is that just that?"

    After glancing at Hiroshika, Conan covered his mouth with one hand, turned sideways and whispered to her: "This sister asked her uncle to help her find his first love, but the uncle has been looking for more than a month, and there is no one who matches  " (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com
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