Gin doesn't want to work hard

Vodka said a few words briefly.

Amuro Tooru clenched his fists, somewhat nervous.

If Gin remains unmoved, then he will have no choice but to retreat.

Fortunately, Vodka handed him the phone.

Amuro Tooru breathed a slight sigh of relief.

"I heard you have a problem with that?"

Gin's voice came through, sounding somewhat muffled, as if it came from a windy place.

"It's not that I have a problem with it, Gin."

"I've been following you for so long, and you haven't said anything to me at all."

"But at least let me follow you around more often, right?"

Vodka stared at him with wide eyes.

You bourbon!

That's not how they treated me just now!

I think you just want to steal my brother's position as his number one henchman!

Amuro Tooru waited quietly for Gin's reply.

Unexpectedly, Gin conceded.

"Okay, you can come find me with Vodka later."

These words shocked Amuro Tooru.

Gin agreed so easily?

This rendered Amuro Tooru's prepared explanation useless.

Amuro Tooru, who was momentarily speechless, paused for a moment before replying with a simple "okay".

The person on the other end seemed unwilling to say more and hung up the phone the moment they heard the word "okay".

Amuro Tooru handed the phone back to Vodka, ignoring his strange gaze, and began to think to himself.

Although he didn't expect Gin to agree to let him come along.

But this is also a good thing.

Thanks to deliberate obstruction, news of the train explosion being prevented from spreading too quickly.

However, that's not necessarily true; it seems there are also organized individuals planted within the public security system...

Amuro Tooru hesitated, wondering whether he should take the risk.

If they simply take the vodka and retreat, then at least there shouldn't be any safety issues.

Conversely, he might miss some important intelligence.

Judging from the current situation...

Since Gin was willing to take him along, it means he has already gained a certain level of trust.

By joining Gin on this mission, we are very likely to obtain information that we have never had before.

But you might end up with nothing, or even lose yourself in the process.

Want to bet?

Amuro Tooru hesitated.

Just then, his wristwatch vibrated a few times.

Amuro's transparent white was a reminder that the explosion was only ten minutes away.

It's time for him to send a message to the police and get them to take action.

Just as he was about to make an excuse to go to the restroom, the girl sitting behind him suddenly screamed.

"What? A bomb?!"

Amuro Tooru paused, withdrew his foot that was about to get up, relaxed his body and leaned back, ready to listen to what else she had to say.

His intuition told him that things had taken a turn for the better.

The girl's screams also attracted the attention of other passengers in the carriage.

Faced with people's surprised or frightened gazes, the girl quickly raised her hand, revealing her phone, indicating that she was just making a call.

After giving everyone an apologetic smile, the girl lowered her voice and continued talking to the person on the other end of the phone.

You said a bomb was found on your train?

Because she was close to the girl, Amuro Tooru and Vodka could still hear what she was saying, even though she deliberately lowered her voice.

Upon hearing the keywords, the two exchanged a glance and listened silently.

"Are you OK?"

"That's good!"

The girl seemed relieved, exchanged a few more greetings, and then hung up the phone.

It looks like the bomb has been defused?

It's difficult to reconstruct the truth from just a few sentences.

Amuro Tooru rubbed his fingers together, preparing to gather more information.

He turned his head and looked at the girl behind him.

"Excuse me, I just heard you say there was a bomb on the train. May I ask which train it was? A friend of mine was also on the Shinkansen today, and I'm a little worried."

The girl was taken aback for a moment, then spoke.

"Oh, that one, it's the one that departs from Tokyo at 2 PM."

"But don't worry, the bomb on the train has been dealt with."

No one was injured.

"It's said that there happened to be a detective in the car."

"He keenly sensed something was wrong and discovered the bomb in time, thus preventing everything from happening!"

Amuro Tooru politely thanked him and turned back.

Vodka, who was standing nearby, listened to the whole thing and couldn't help but frown.

Has the bomb been discovered?

That woman wasn't silenced, and she was even exposed?

Not only that, he and Bourbon might also be implicated by that woman.

hateful!

How could such a simple task go wrong!

My older brother is definitely going to be disappointed in me!

Vodka was extremely agitated.

Amuro Tooru, who was standing next to him, seemed to be in a good mood.

The bomb crisis was averted without his warning.

All previous plans can be overturned.

He can continue to infiltrate Gin's inner circle and gather more information!

In that light, he should probably thank that detective properly...

Amuro Tooru silently noted this down, planning to go back and find out which detective had solved the case.

Chapter 36 Kurosawa is silencing witnesses

Let's go back to the time after Amuro Tooru and the other person got out of the car.

Conan ran quickly through the train's aisle, and after passing a restroom, he slipped inside.

Ran Mouri, who was chasing after him, suddenly lost sight of him. After searching around in vain, she had no choice but to head in another direction.

After asking Ran for help, Conan rushed to the second floor of the train.

According to the information provided by the man in black.

They were trading with women traveling in first class.

On this train, there are only three first-class carriages on the second floor!

Among this.

All we need to do is find a woman with a suitcase who went to the second-floor restaurant!

Conan analyzed the intelligence and quickly identified a target.

Soon, Conan had a target.

This time, there are plenty of clues, and we can easily find the right person by using the process of elimination.

Despite having spotted the target, Conan still had no idea how to get his hands on the box.

The box was placed inside the woman's side, making it impossible for Conan to retrieve it without alerting her.

Once it caught the woman's attention, judging from how much she valued the box...

She would absolutely not hand over the box.

If they were to directly rob it...

The box is very likely to be hit hard, and the bomb will explode immediately!

hateful!

Conan scratched his head vigorously.