Conan: I'm Really Not Tokyo Ghost Story

But just as the two, one big and one small, were figuring out what to do next...

Sano suddenly said with a look of disgust, "You're crazy."

Ai Haibara: "..."

Akai Shuichi: "..."

Who is this person being insulted?

Before the two could react, Sano had already stepped through the middle to go to the restroom.

The two remained silent for a while.

Ai Haibara immediately took off running, and Shuichi Akai, though regaining his senses, didn't chase after her.

Not long after.

Conan had already completed his deduction, getting the culprit to confess his motive.

But then another unexpected event occurred.

Large amounts of smoke continued to billow out, and Amuro Tooru deliberately claimed that there was a fire, forcing the train crew to quickly notify the train conductor and use the public address system to inform passengers in the back carriages to rush to the front carriages. The scene was extremely chaotic for a time.

At the tail end of the crowd, a figure was moving against the flow.

Vermouth was peering through the crack in the door of a private room next to the corridor.

"Ha, they've finally taken the bait."

Seeing Amuro Tooru stand behind Shiho Miyano and point a gun at her head, Vermouth smiled and closed the door again.

Turning around, you see Yukiko Kudo with a gun pointed at her by Vermouth.

His expression was extremely solemn.

“Sharon…”

"Dudu-"

Just then, the phone rang. Yukiko Kudo glanced down and saw it was Conan.

Before Yukiko Kudo could answer the phone, Vermouth snatched it away, pinched her mouth shut to prevent her from making a sound, and answered the phone in a different voice: "Hey, Shin-chan, what's up?"

"Hey Mom, have you seen Ai Haibara? She seems to have disappeared."

"Ah, I think I saw her run towards the front carriage."

"Really? Okay, I got it."

The smile on Vermouth's face had barely appeared after the phone call ended when the door to the private room was pushed open. Turning around, she saw that Sano had already closed the door.

"...Sano Shinichiro."

Vermouth's expression changed slightly. She quickly threw away her phone and picked up a gun, grabbing Yukiko Kudo with one hand and pointing the gun at Sano with the other.

"So you got involved in this too?"

"what's up?"

Sano walked toward Vermouth with a normal expression.

"Don't move, or I'll shoot!"

Vermouth tried to warn Sano to stop.

But Sano continued forward, which made even Yukiko Kudo in Vermouth's hands start to get restless... Damn it, the plot is going off track!

What exactly is this kid planning to do?

...The murderous intent in Vermouth's eyes grew increasingly cold and fierce.

"You forced me to do this."

If she could, Vermouth didn't actually want to kill Sano, or even come into contact with him... It wasn't entirely because the two seemed to be naturally incompatible, but also because it might bring her some trouble... But compared to trouble, she felt that if this guy really stuck to her, that would probably be a real problem.

"I bet your gun is empty."

Sano's sudden words startled Vermouth, who then laughed in exasperation.

"Then you should give it a try!"

Feeling mocked, Vermouth pulled the trigger.

"Crack"!

The firing pin strikes in the air.

"..."

Stuck?

Wait a minute, that's not the sound of a jam!

In a daze, Vermouth subconsciously released Yukiko Kudo, backing away to create distance while pulling out her magazine to check—and it really was empty.

Not a single bullet.

...This is absolutely illogical!!

Vermouth's eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

As a criminal with decades of experience, it's hard to say about other things, but Vermouth believes she would never make the mistake of going into battle with a gun but not loaded with bullets... Besides, as a veteran...

If the gun were empty, Vermouth should have been able to detect even the slightest weight difference during use.

In other words.

The bullets in my gun must have been removed by someone else.

Moreover, it wasn't removed early on, but just now!

But why didn't I notice anything like this at all?

...Judging from Vermouth's reaction, Yukiko Kudo probably knew that what Sano had just said was true, and she was also somewhat taken aback.

This kid actually has such skills?

Wait a minute, if that's the case, it might actually work...?

Yukiko Kudo even started thinking about whether she should abandon her original plan and just rely on Sano to make things happen.

however.

"I told you we had no bullets, but you didn't believe me. Don't trust your feelings too much, Vermouth."

Ok?

Instinctively distracted, Vermouth and Yukiko Kudo quickly realized something was wrong, but when they looked at Sano again, the person in question had changed.

After casually tossing his coat and wig on the ground, Sano adjusted the mask on the side of his head, rolled up his sleeves, and greeted everyone with a smile.

"What did you two have for lunch?"

"...Black Fox!?"

Vermouth and Yukiko Kudo were taken aback once again.

...The latter did not recognize, or even had never seen, this pseudonym of Sano.

But as soon as Vermouth mentioned her name, Yukiko Kudo knew who she was.

Because Shuichi Akai had mentioned it to Yukiko Kudo beforehand... but the explanation was somewhat, well, unclear. Although she was an undercover agent, a colleague, and seemingly a teammate on the same side, there was something else going on.

fear?

In short, the situation suddenly became complicated again.

...Vermouth, on the other hand, didn't think so much and relaxed a little.

"How did you end up here? Weren't you with Bourbon? And how did you manage to impersonate that guy...? Who made that face for you?"

At this point, Vermouth became wary again.

Could this guy actually be in cahoots with Yukiko Kudo?

"You have too many questions."

Sano smiled and said, "Compared to this, there should be more important things to deal with right now... Even though you might think that this has nothing to do with you, I still need you to think that it does."

"...What the hell?"

Vermouth was completely bewildered by what Sano said. Before she could ask any questions, she suddenly heard another loud bang, which even shook the carriage on her side.

……bomb?

Have they succeeded?

Yukiko Kudo and Vermouth both thought the same thing at the same time, but the next second...

"Da da da da da!"

A faint burst of rapid gunfire reached their ears, causing their expressions to change again.

What exactly is going on?

Something seems to be getting increasingly wrong.

"It seems they've already started over there, so it's time for us to make our move too."

Sano pushed open the door to the private room and looked back at the two of them.

The meaning is self-evident—please?

Vermouth and Yukiko Kudo exchanged a glance.

In their minds, the person in front of them should be a teammate on their side... at least on the surface, that's how it is.

But under such a bizarre development and atmosphere...

The two acquaintances felt more like they were on the same side as each other.

After a few seconds of thought, the two chose to leave the private room.

Sano then turned and looked at the end of the carriage—the entrance leading to the carriages at the front of the train. The two of them followed his gaze and then saw it.

A group of about twenty people, ranging in age from their twenties and thirties to their forties and fifties, mostly men and a few women, rushed into the carriage where the three were currently located.

These people looked ordinary, like just regular passengers.