This so-called bomb was simply a bait to deceive them!
As the announcement rang, the train gradually stopped. Realizing that she had been deceived, the female detective quickly rushed back with Takagi Wataru and the conductor.
"Train conductor, please contact the announcer immediately and tell them that a murder has occurred on the train. Ask all passengers to stay on the train and not leave without permission!" Wataru Takagi said quickly.
At the same time, he also contacted the guards on duty at Shin-Yokohama Station by phone and asked them to temporarily block the entrance and exit of Shin-Yokohama Station.
"Oh, okay!" The train conductor heard this and quickly picked up the walkie-talkie hanging on his chest.
Returning to the bathroom in Car No. 3 as quickly as possible, the female detective quickly opened the door and looked inside.
However, contrary to the three people's expectations, nothing changed inside.
There was no one in the bathroom, Freya's body was still sitting quietly on the toilet, holding the small pistol in her hand, blood slowly flowing down her cheek from the bullet hole in her temple.
"It seems... nothing happened?" Gao Mushe looked at this scene with a puzzled expression.
They had always thought that someone was deliberately using the bomb to deceive them all, so that they could take the opportunity to do something with Freya's body... But now it seems that is not the case?
"No, it's already happened."
The female detective looked at Freya's body with cold eyes.
"Her body has been tampered with."
Although Freya's body generally looked the same as before, she still found some differences in details.
The most obvious one is Freya's legs. Previously, Freya's legs were leaning on the toilet with her legs together, but now they have turned into a weird shape.
In addition, there are changes in hair, messy clothes, etc...
Obviously, dead people don't move. Someone must have touched her body when they left just now.
The female detective immediately stepped forward. She first reached out and touched the side of Freya's neck, with a strange look on her face.
Then, she directly put her hand into Freya's clothes.
"Huh?! Well, Miss Detective..."
Just when Takagi Wataru was busy trying to stop her, the female detective pulled her hand out with an even weirder look on her face.
"She... seems to have just died?"
"ha?"
Takagi Wataru was stunned for a moment, and then he quickly stretched out his hand to test Freya's body temperature. Of course, he did not directly put his hands into the clothes like the female detective, but just felt it on the forearms of her two hands.
hot?
Feeling the warmth of Freya's forearm in the sleeves of Freya's clothes, Takagi Wataru was also a little confused.
Freya's hand still maintained a considerable temperature, not even different from the temperature on his own arm.
But this shouldn’t be the case!
From the first gunshot to now, more than ten minutes have passed. Logically speaking, Freya's body temperature, especially the body temperature on her limbs, should have started to cool down by now. How could it still happen? Maintaining such a high temperature?
"What exactly is going on?"
Without answering him, the female detective picked up the pistol in Freya's hand and played with it a little.
"It's fake, it's a model gun."
Handing the pistol to Takagi Wataru, the female detective looked at the wound on Freya's temple.
"Fake?" Takagi Sheba looked at the fake gun in his hand, his mind in a state of confusion.
This gun is exactly like a model. It feels so light in your hand that you can't even pull the trigger.
"How could this happen? The gunshots before..."
"But the wound is real." Looking at Freya's wound, the female detective continued: "The gunshot wound on the temple is not fake. She was killed with one shot. This is indeed her fatal wound."
She looked away, thought for a moment, and then said:
"Officer, I think when we first stood at the door of this bathroom, the deceased was probably not dead yet."
"ah?"
"The deceased may have staged a fake death scene for herself for some unknown reason, and the time of her real death should be when we were all attracted by the bomb and went to the No. 1 carriage.
At that time, the murderer took the opportunity to kill the deceased and put the deceased back on the toilet, restoring the deceased's previous fake death scene and turning the deceased's fake death into a real death.
If my reasoning is correct, then the people who meet the conditions of becoming a murderer should only be the passengers who have entered and exited the second and third carriages, or got on and off the train when we went to the first carriage. "
"..."
In Car No. 2, Conan sat obediently in his seat, glancing at Akiko Shimizu sitting on the other side of the aisle from time to time.
[There must be something wrong with this woman. 】
The cold aura that exuded from her body before was definitely not something ordinary people could achieve.
Is he from that organization?
You can't blame him for thinking so, mainly because the feeling Qingshui Qiuzi gave him at that moment was very similar to the aura of that organization member.
For a moment, the images of gin and vodka appeared in Conan's mind.
This is why he immediately calmed down and followed Xiaolan back to Car No. 2.
He is really afraid. Uncle and Xiaolan are both on this train now. If Qingshui Qiuzi is really a member of that organization, if she is still aware of his identity...
Conan didn't dare to think about how horrific the consequences would be.
And his uncle...
Glancing at Moori Kogoro, who was still sleeping soundly, Conan felt even more nervous.
Now he suddenly felt that there seemed to be something wrong with the fact that Mouri Kogoro suddenly fell asleep.
My uncle was obviously not sleepy at all before getting on the train, so why did he suddenly feel sleepy? Not even the voice of Officer Takagi could wake him up...
There were countless doubts in his heart, but Conan didn't dare to take any action.
Because Qingshui Qiuzi was too close to him, so close that he didn't even dare to show the slightest abnormality.
"..."
On the other side, when Takagi Wataru went to investigate the murderer, the female detective came to Car No. 3 alone.
Here, Freya's original trio became a duo, leaving only the black man and the beret woman who looked exactly like Freya.
The female detective came to the seat next to them and sat down, and asked directly:
"The deceased is your companion?"
The look on the beret woman's face seemed to be very sad. She just glanced at the female detective, then looked away again, lowered her head and remained silent.
Seeing her like this, the female detective was not used to it at all. She reached into her coat pocket and took out an ID.
In fact, at this time, the most appropriate way is to appropriately comfort and guide the other party, thereby breaking through the other party's defenses and inducing the other party to speak out what is in their heart.
However, the female detective no longer has this time. This train is also full of dangers for her. If she steps forward to solve this trouble for them, she is already taking a huge risk.
She simply didn't have the energy to play the game of comforting the little girl here anymore.
She had to end this as soon as possible.
So, the female detective took out her ID directly.
British Army Intelligence Bureau 6 agent - Carly.
sleepy(﹃)
(End of chapter)
