The temperature in the dining car was so high that Xu San, who was wearing cotton-padded clothes, was already sweating a little.
Picked up the tongs, added two ice cubes and put them in the cup.
"Plop".
The ice cubes sank into the cup, and the foam floating on it immediately overflowed. Xu San lay on the mouth of the cup and streamed a stream.
Miyagi Ryo looked at Xu Sanxiang and couldn't help but smile, but he seemed to realize that he was rude, so he quickly said: "Hug, I'm rude!"
"It doesn't matter, Mr. Miyagi, do you want some ice?" Xu San asked.
"No! My stomach is weak and I can't drink anything cold. I wonder why Conan-kun came over there?" Miyagi pointed at the direction Xu San came from.
"I got on the train at Shanghu Station. It's a small station and there are no second-class tickets." Xu San explained.
"So that's it. What did Mr. Conan come to China to interview mainly?"
"The strange stories of the Japanese citizens in China, as well as the strange stories of the Locust Army. Aren't we doing news just to let the public see something new and interesting, as well as what they care about most? Isn't it that the people in China who are most concerned about now are you people from far away places? Relatives in a foreign country?
Miyagi nodded and took a sip of beer, "As Conan-kun said, I came to China in the twelfth year of the Showa era. Time does not count, but every festival I can't help but think of my wife and children."
"Then why don't you go back and take a look?" Xu San asked.
"It's easy to make money here. I plan to make enough money before going back. The boat ticket back home is very expensive." Miyagi smiled helplessly.
"Is it for money? I think they prefer you to be with them. Money is enough."
"Money is never too much. When you earn 10,000, you will think about 10. When you earn enough 100,000, you will think about millions."
"Maybe I haven't done it yet, and I don't have Mr. Miyamoto's thoughts."
Miyagi hesitated slightly, "When you get married, you will realize that it is a man's responsibility to make his wife and daughter live a better life. Or let's talk about you, Conan-kun is not just here to treat me to a drink, is he?"
Xu San scratched his head and said sheepishly: "It's true. I just heard the flight attendant say that someone died here. As you know, I work in the news."
After hearing what Xu San said, Miyamoto was slightly startled, looking a little hurt, "Oh, indeed, another one died, this is the third one!"
"Three? Could it be that three people have died on this train?" Xu San also asked pretending to be scared.
Miyagi took a big sip of beer and then whispered: "It's not the fire, it's that it's too far away. Counting the one who died in the car, three people have died in the past few days, and they are all Japanese. This matter will happen tomorrow Once you see it, it will probably make people panic."
"Could it be a serial murder incident? Is this the Eighth Route Army?"
Xu San screamed in his heart, I wonder if this hero did it?
Cowhide!
My heart was high, but my expression had to be suppressed, and I had to pretend to be extremely distressed.
Miyagi frowned, shook his head, and still said in a low voice: "The Eighth Route Army probably didn't do this. If they assassinated the officers, it was just right, but now it's the merchants of the empire who died. This is something strange."
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merchant?
According to Miyagi, the three Japanese dead now are businessmen from Japan.
If you say this, it may not be the Eighth Route Army, because they will never kill innocent people indiscriminately. Even in Japan, the Eighth Route Army will not kill innocent people indiscriminately.
Who is that?
Jianghu man, looking for a soft persimmon?
Or other forces?
"What about the other two, what kind of business do they do?" Xu San continued to ask.
"One is a flour mill manager, and the other is an accountant at a steel factory." Because this was not a secret and had been reported to the newspaper, Miyagi quickly answered Xu San's doubts.
"Accountant? For money?"
"It's written in the newspaper that all the money from the first two deceased people was easily lost. Now the two factories are offering a reward of 500 French currency each for the murderer."
That’s a lot of money!
This made Xu San a little jealous, but it was a pity that the murderer was a Japanese killer, and he didn't know whether he was an enemy yet. It was a shame to make this money.
"500+500 is one thousand, but the legal currency is a little bit. It would be better if it was a US dollar."
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"I didn't expect Conan-kun to know that the US sword maintains its value. Unfortunately, the control of Taiyuan US sword is too strict."
When it comes to goods, Xu San is pretty skittish, so the conversation between the two of them is considered speculative.
No, after finishing the wine, Miyamoto ordered two more drinks.
After drinking, the door on the other side opened and a flight attendant and two military policemen walked in.
The flight attendant was very polite and led two military policemen to check the tickets of everyone in the dining car one by one.
When Xu San's identity was found, he handed the ticket and the fake passport to the military police.
The military policeman glanced at the car first, then at Mamoru, and then asked: "Edogawa Conan?"
"yes!"
"Why do you, Osakaguchi, live in Kyoto?" the military policeman continued to ask.
"My job has moved here. I'm now an intern reporter at the Asahi Shimbun."
"The Asahi Shimbun? A very good newspaper." After saying that, he returned his passport and ticket to Xu, and then continued to ask: "Do you want to follow me?"
Follow you?
Follow you...could it be...
Do these military police have any clues?
The reason why I was asked to follow them was to report on their heroic deeds. After all, the Asahi Shimbun is a very influential newspaper in Japan. If it could be done on the mainland, that would be a very honorable thing.
On the other hand, the murderer is really a patriot, so Xu San will follow him even more.
If possible, he wanted to help the murderer escape.
"Can you wait? I'll go back and get the camera."
The military police captain's eyes widened, "That's great, Conan-kun is welcome."
Xu Sanqi arrived with Miyagi, and then ran to get the camera.
After struggling to squeeze into the No. 1 car, I met Akagi and Hei. After explaining the situation, Xu San took out his camera.
"Need help?" Kurosaki asked.
Xu San thought about Kurosaki's gun, and then said: "It's better not to use it. The military police didn't tell me. I guess they just wanted me to take a few photos."
Seeing that he had nothing to do, Kurosaki continued to lean on the chair and closed his eyes to rest.
After getting on the stage, Xu San returned to the dining car again.
"Conan-kun, just follow me!" the military police captain said.
Xu San opened his clothes to reveal the box inside, "I have also joined the army in China. If the captain needs it, I can also help."
"Thank you Conan-kun for your kindness. All you need to do is take good photos. If you can, don't shoot. We want to capture those alive."
"Hi!" Xu San replied on the surface, but he was very nervous in his heart. When moving in a complex environment like a train, it is difficult to avoid hurting innocent people, whether it is to arrest people or to rescue people.
Liang Jian: I have a canteen.
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Chapter 143 Three Dead People
