The Conan World's Contribution Transcript

Chapter 107 The Dark Train

is her!

Seriang seemed like a drowning person who finally grabbed a piece of wood to save her life. She didn't even have time to talk to the two friends in front of her, she immediately pushed them away and chased after the figure.

She had been looking for her for a long time - the sister who used magic to comfort her when she was most helpless, the sister who gave her a beret, the sister who appeared with her brother.

She couldn't wait to run in front of that figure, couldn't wait to show her that what she was wearing today was the beret she gave her four years ago, and couldn't wait to tell her how much she missed - I can't believe it. , I have grown so big.

But halfway through, Seriang suddenly stopped. He saw that the sister turned around and her eyes had completely lost the gentleness and playfulness of four years ago. The coldness was exactly the same as when I saw my brother before.

"Sera!"

Mao Lilan and Yuanzi hurriedly caught up: "Why did you suddenly run away? There are many people at the train station, be careful not to get lost!"

"oh oh."

Seriang looked intently at the direction in which the girl disappeared. Over the years, she always fantasized about meeting her somewhere, but...

Why does it feel like she has changed so much?

Zhi Jing felt that someone was following her. She turned around, but she didn't see anyone in the crowd who deserved her attention.

No problem.

It doesn't matter if she is followed today, she won't do anything anyway.

Because today she is also here to follow others.

Zhi Jing pulled down the sunglasses behind her ears, turned around again, and stepped onto the train with elegant steps.

At the same time, not far behind her, a man and a woman were leaning against a heavy pillar. Seeing the woven mirror disappearing through the car door, the man lowered his head and said something to the woman beside him.

The woman nodded thoughtfully and showed a bright smile: "I see, is this her you are talking about?"

The man also had an indescribable smile on his face: "You know him too?"

"I met her a few times when she was young, but she must have forgotten me." When the woman said this, she sighed seriously, her beautiful eyes rolled again, and then she laughed again. : "He seems to be a very cruel person, but he is actually surprisingly soft-hearted."

The man was a little curious and said meaningfully: "This is the first time I have heard such comments about her."

He agreed with the previous assessment, but expressed extreme doubts about the "soft-hearted" one.

The woman waved her hand nonchalantly: "Haha, maybe you don't know her."

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On the other side of the train.

In front of Car No. 8.

The flight attendant looked at the person in front of him and smiled brightly. "Mr. Anton!" He was very happy and said, "Are you coming this year too? Do you want me to help you carry your luggage?"

The man called Mr. Anton looked human-like, with a pointed chin and a mustache.

This person’s full name is An Dongyu, 41 years old, a passenger in Room C of Car No. 8.

"No, I don't need to trouble you anymore." Anton took a step back and avoided the hand that the flight attendant extended. He didn't know whether he was feeling guilty or something, but he forced a smile:

"This is an important item entrusted to me by the client for safekeeping. It is very heavy, but the real weight is its frame made of pure gold. The painting itself is just an ordinary fake. The appraisal has been completed and will be handed over to me when the car arrives in Nagoya. Client."

The conductor was surprised and asked curiously: "Strange, the terminal station of this train has not been officially announced to everyone, how did you know..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a man's voice: "Hey, Mr. Commander, don't even think about it, how many years have you known us?"

The name of the person who arrived was Noto Taisei, fifty-two years old, a passenger in Room A of Car No. 8.

Following him was a woman with heavy makeup. Although she was somewhat pretty, she looked a bit mean.

The woman's name is Deha Moli, 33 years old, a passenger in Room E of No. 8 Car.

Wearing a purple sun hat, she said with a condescending attitude: "As long as we investigate, wouldn't we know the answer to which train changed its travel time today?" "It can stimulate our curiosity for knowledge. The desire and fun can only be solved by reasoning puzzles in the car.”

Another old female voice came, and an old lady in a wheelchair was pushed forward by a strong middle-aged woman.

Xiao Mi Xia Jiang, seventy-five years old, lives in Room D of Car No. 8 with her maid Sumitomo Hiuka behind her.

"As expected of me, I am keen on reasoning," the flight attendant laughed a few times with a few old passengers, "Everyone, I am blind to the truth."

Just as a group of people were about to get on the bus, a fat man ran towards the flight attendant carrying a suitcase and scolded:

"Hey! You! What's going on!"

While panting, he ran to the flight attendant, with an angry look on his face, and asked: "Didn't I book a room in the first-class carriage No. 8 that I have been traveling in early in the morning? Why did it become No. 7 in the end!"

Murohashi Yueren was originally a passenger in Room B of Car No. 8.

Seeing the man's question, the flight attendant quickly explained: "I'm very sorry. Regarding this matter, it's the same as what I contacted you a few days ago. Because of our operational errors, there were duplicate reservations, so we had no choice but to change your room, Mr. Murohashi." Location."

"I've always liked that room!" Murohashi said angrily, "That's why every year I make a reservation as soon as reservations open. What kind of bastard just stepped in to steal my seat!?"

The flight attendant was a little embarrassed. At this moment, another man in a suit and leather tie appeared in front of everyone. He touched his mustache and said proudly: "That's me!"

He attracted the attention of those who were about to get on the bus with just one sentence. Seeing that their eyes were all turned towards him, he said as if he didn't care at all about his abruptness:
"I'm really sorry, because my daughter is friends with the owner of this train, but I'm all on this train, so everyone can rest assured. No matter what strange cases happen on the train, the main one is my detective Mauli Bollang. Now, all the truth will come to light!"

"Whose name is Maori Bollan? Your name is Maori Kogoro, right?" Mao Lilan's face was red, and she complained while pushing him.

Xiao Xiajiang glanced at them silently, and said slowly in an old voice: "Then let's get in the car first."

The maid behind him responded and pushed the wheelchair slowly onto the train. When he passed by a young girl passing by in the corridor, Xiao Xiajiang was stunned for a moment, and then slowly raised the corners of his mouth.