The Conan World's Contribution Transcript

Chapter 112 Confrontation
Listening to the train's announcement, Belmode smiled gently and continued to speak elegantly: "As I expected, the passengers at the fire point have fire phobia due to past reasons. Just scaring them will cause panic."

There were panicked footsteps outside the workshop. Yukiko shrugged helplessly and said, "It seems so."

"So," Belmod tilted his head, showing the innocent smile of a young girl: "Ask a question!"

The two seemed to be back to the time when they had learned cross-dressing together, looking at each other in tacit understanding, and the troubles around them and their respective positions seemed to disappear in an instant.

"If it were her, where do you think she would go in this situation?"

"This... should run to the car in front, right?" Yukiko pretended to be stupid and smiled.

"No...on the contrary, she might..." Belmod turned around gently:

"Yes, if it was her, she would have run towards the No. 8 carriage where the fire broke out."

"Because she knew that the smoke was a trap used by the organization to force her out."

Belmod said as he locked the workshop door.

"Yes," Yukiko still smiled, as if she really didn't understand anything. If Belmode hadn't known her for a long time, he would have been deceived by her appearance. "If you just run away to the car in front, you might ambush her there, right?"

Belmod almost laughed out of anger.

"You really don't understand anything. Her friends are all in the car in front. Even if your daughter or little brother is in the front to meet her, if you, who has become a target, pass by, you will only drag them in."

"And even if she returns to her original body, she still has a relationship with those children!"

"That's why she deliberately ran in the direction of the fire. It doesn't matter even if the organization sees through this and is waiting in Car No. 8."

"She thought it would be fine if she was the only one killed."

Belmode imitated Yukiko's look and smiled playfully.

Yukiko looked at Belmod with a headache.

Belmod snorted and smiled.

A cell phone ringing sounded in the workshop.

Yukiko chuckled.

"Sharon~~"

Belmode took out the phone from her pocket, ignored her pleas, and covered her mouth.

"Hello, Shin-chan." She spoke in Kudo Yukiko's voice.

In her hands, Yukiko struggled and twisted her neck.

"Mom, it's bad! I can't find Huiyuan anywhere! Has she gone to your place, mom?"

Conan's voice came from the other side of the phone. Yukiko looked anxiously at the phone in Belmod's hand and tried her best to make a sound in an attempt to alert Conan.

"She didn't come to my place either!" Belmod pretended to be surprised, "Did she seek refuge in the car in front? It's easier to hide if she blends in with the crowd."

"Then I'll go to the car in front and take a look. Mom, you also need to make a battle plan!"

After Conan finished speaking, he quickly hung up the phone. Belmode smiled and opened his mobile phone: "The next is an email from my companion. He has discovered the girl in the No. 8 carriage. What a pity... The organization should have won!"

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"Bourbon."

Toru Amuro raised his gun, "Have you heard of this code name somewhere? I have met your father and sister."

Opposite him, Miyano Shiho was choked by the smoke and coughed violently.

"I know," she said. "As a member of the organization, I am a rival with my sister's lover, Moro Hoshida. I heard from my sister that they actually hate each other."

"Yes," Toru Amuro nodded in disbelief, "As I expected, that man was a lackey of the FBI, but he was killed after betraying the organization. I can't believe this no matter what."

"So I put on makeup as that man and wandered around people related to him for a while. Only then did I confirm that that person was really dead."

"But this time my accomplice took my place and made up the man."

"The fact that you will appear here shows that we are very effective in making you fearful. The only one who can dress up as the dead man is the one you are very familiar with." Toru Amuro adjusted his tie and looked back at the person who was leaning on him The girl behind asked:
"Do you have anything else to say? Once you take her back, you may not have time to meet her."

Anyone else?
"It's not necessary. My relationship with Shirley is not that good."

A voice that seemed very familiar to Miyano Shiho appeared, and immediately, a slender and graceful figure slowly walked out from behind Amuro.

"Miyano Shiho's" expression suddenly became very strange, and his cold eyes couldn't help but scan back and forth on the woman and Amuro who came out.

Amuro was a little surprised: "Really? I remember that you have a very good relationship with her sister."

"It's just with Mingmei. Could it be that because I have a good relationship with her sister, you want to bring me here to let her escape?" Ori Kyung held her black hair and tied it up with a hairpin again. Behind his head, he said slowly:

"Shirley, if I were you, I would not boldly post videos of myself online even though I knew I was being hunted."

Miyano Shiho's eyes were heavy, he raised his hands, and glanced back and forth at the two of them with a look that made Ori Kagami look inexplicably unhappy. In the end, he stopped at Ori Kagami and asked an inexplicable question: "You want to kill me too?" me?"

"Kill you?" Zhi Jing narrowed his eyes slightly: "It's out of the question."

A weird smile appeared on Miyano Shiho's lips: "In that case, will you save me?"

Maybe he didn't know what he said, but when he saw the mirror, it seemed that she was threatening her about the incident in which she protected Miyano Shiho and took her to see Miyano Akemi not long ago.

Although I don’t know why this Miyano Shiho became bigger, but...

"Don't push yourself too far, Shirley."

Ori Kagami's voice was as cold as a sharp blade. She didn't even give Miyano Shiho time to react. She didn't know when a black gun was in her hand.

"continue."

She said to Amuro.

For some reason, Miyano Shiho's expression was complicated when he saw him transformed like this. The complexity was not the fear of knowing that he was about to die, but more like the confusion of discovering some truth.

Seeing that the two girls had finished reminiscing about old times, Amuro raised her chin slightly: "Please open the door behind you."

"There is a truck behind this door. Don't worry, I plan to bring you into the organization alive." He squatted down and touched the train's connection button. "Separate this truck alone, and after it stops... I will let you sleep for a while."