Zongman, working as a teaching assistant in Trasen

Completely ignoring the several passengers who stood up and got angry because their luggage was being searched, the slovenly man gasped, trembling for a moment as if under some kind of extreme pressure. He suddenly turned his head to look at the smartphone in his hand. After a two-second silence, he roared, "You guy! What the hell are you playing at?! Huh!?"

"??? Hey, you..."

"Get out of the way! Stay out of the way!"

Bang!

"what!"

Pushing away the passenger who tried to approach him, the sloppy man rushed out of the carriage again along the same route he came, full of anger, leaving behind everyone with puzzled faces and Conan who looked at Uozuka Saburo with a very complicated expression.

"How is it? I'm not wrong, am I~"

"......Yes."

Sighing quietly, for the first time in his life, he felt such an all-round crushing feeling from a man other than his father. The boy named Edogawa Conan smiled softly and whispered, "I must admit... in terms of reasoning, you are the better one now."

"Of course~ Don't you see who I am~"

Feeling he had established a healthy and friendly relationship with this talented kid, Uozuka Saburo carelessly ruffled his hair and said with a smile, "But don't be discouraged, it's just the difference in experience, kid. With your talent, in a few years, when you're in high school and have experienced more cases and things, you can reach my level!"

"......Really?"

"Of course! Don't worry, if you don't mind, I will teach you well~"

"...Ha, haha, thank you so much."

Feeling that the topic was getting increasingly difficult to discuss, Conan, who was in a weak position, turned his head awkwardly to avoid Uozuka Saburo's rubbing and abruptly changed the subject: "By the way, by the way! Since you have completed the entire deduction, you must have also deduced the identity of the transaction partner who planned all this... Why don't we quickly bring him to justice and resolve this incident?"

I'm not a police officer, so how can I, with what authority, declare an arrest for someone who hasn't committed any crime?

Saburo Uozuka stared at Conan in confusion.

"...What's wrong? What are you waiting for?!"

"...No, I'm just..."

Facing the elementary school student's questioning, the adult male spread his hands and said helplessly, "We still haven't figured out who the man is trading with."

"......ha!?"

This was not an excuse made by Uozuka Saburo, but the fact: he really had not yet found the trading partner among this group of ordinary passengers.

After all...except for his elder brother who has an unusual aesthetic obsession, which conspirator would wear something so conspicuous while carrying out his plan?

With his current identity, it is not easy to mobilize the organization's search force at will, and he cannot use "conventional methods" to force his way in. How can it be easy to find the mastermind among such a large group of strangers whose backgrounds he doesn't even know?

"Then... didn't you just observe them for so long? It's not like you didn't get any information at all, right?"

"Of course I have. But what's the use?"

Shrugging helplessly, Uozuka Saburo raised his chin and said, "That guy was hiding very well and was very calm. He didn't make any unnecessary movements before and after luring the 'bait' over. I even paid special attention to whether any of them were using mobile phones or other communication devices, but I found nothing... The only thing I can be sure of is that he is definitely in this car, among this group of people."

"Huh? Why?"

Conan couldn't help but be stunned by this sentence, and subconsciously asked out the question in his mind.

————Then, he saw Uozuka Saburo revealing that mysterious smile again, shaking his head slightly without saying anything.

Closely observing the final struggle of your "prey" before death in the trap you have set is a fatal temptation that every immature hunter finds hard to resist.

Chapter 162 Capsaicin

Although he did not get the final conclusion from Uozuka Saburo, he also found that he did not have everything figured out. So Edogawa Conan ran back to his sister Ran with a little excitement, intending to start planning the next stage of action. Uozuka Saburo was finally able to return to his seat and stay with Oguruma quietly for a while.

"Brother Uozuka...what just happened?"

"Don't worry, I'll take care of everything."

"Well, I believe you."

"..."

The corners of his mouth subconsciously wanted to curl up, but the cool and handsome guy immediately stopped him with his willpower. After rubbing Ogurimao's head, Uozuka Saburo refocused his attention on his mobile phone and started typing seriously.

Soon, Kogoro Mouri came back with a tired look on his face. After casually greeting Saburo Uozuka, he collapsed in his seat, looking exhausted as if he had just done a lot of exercise.

"Uncle! Did you discover something just now!?"

"Ouch... stop screaming, you little brat! Go play somewhere else!"

Kogoro Mouri pressed his forehead hard, his expression so painful that he didn't even have the strength to punch Conan again. He pushed him away.

"Dad? Are you feeling unwell? I'll get you some hot water!"

"Okay, hurry up..."

"What's wrong Mr. Maori? What happened?"

"Hey...don't mention it..."

Hearing Uozuka Saburo's voice, Maori Kogoro, who felt that there was finally a reliable person around him, relaxed even more. He covered half of his face with the back of his hand and said, "Just now, that guy suddenly answered the phone and ran away, so I wanted to take the opportunity to take a closer look at the box... But suddenly, I don't know why, I felt excited all over! I almost couldn't control myself... Then I ran to the bathroom and stayed there for a long time, vomiting a lot... Ugh..."

He quickly dodged to the side, but found that Kogoro Mouri didn't vomit anything, he was just dry heaving. Uozuka Saburo couldn't help but frown and look at Conan, then stood up and walked out.

Just at this time, Ran Mouri came back with hot water and filled the two people's places. Oguruma was also worried and came over after the two of them left, intending to help Ran Mouri take care of her father, which just gave them enough space.

Stealthily leaving their seats and entering the train compartment through the back door, Uozuka Saburo and Conan both stopped in front of a toilet cubicle that emitted a foul odor and looked inside with frowns on their faces.

It's hard to describe... It's like a hungover person who finally lets all the stuff in their stomach fly out after going through all sorts of hardships, but they haven't aimed it right, so the whole toilet is full of it...

"This is really causing trouble for the cleaning staff... I hope the railway company won't hold us responsible."

"...Uncle Uozuka."

Looking at the horrible compartment, Conan had a bad idea in his mind, and he worried sincerely: "You said this kind of situation... people suddenly get excited, and then suddenly feel so nauseous that they vomit everything. Could Uncle Maori have been infected..."

"...No, I'm pretty sure it's not."

Shaking his head, recalling the slovenly man's condition and the aura of Maori Kogoro, the tall man in black pushed up his sunglasses and said, "Perhaps he inhaled some overly strong irritant gas, causing his nerve center to become excited all of a sudden. This then triggered his hangover from last night, causing him to vomit."

"...What? Irritant gas??"

A long list of prohibited items flashed through his mind, but was eliminated the next moment. Conan was slow to come to his senses and made further speculations based on Uozuka Saburo's words: "There are many kinds of irritating gases, but there shouldn't be anything that can make people excited and trigger a hangover at the same time... Could it be some kind of acidic chemical reagent? Or oil?"

"...What are you thinking? Do you really think the railway company's security checkpoints are just for show?"

Glancing at him, Uozuka Saburo folded his arms, turned his head, and looked at the carriage where the slovenly man was. He said, "Although Japan's normal security measures are quite lame, at least the basics are taken care of. Firearms, strong acids, fuel, and the like are the focus of inspections. They will not let you get away with it casually."

"Um, what is this irritating gas you're talking about?"

"...Have you ever heard of 'capsaicin'?"

Looking away, Uozuka Saburo thought for a moment before describing it to Conan: "It's a Class A banned drug that's prohibited in Uma Musume competitions. It's made from certain ingredients extracted from red peppers mixed with other substances. If you apply it to the Uma Musume before a competition, it stimulates blood flow and forces them into a better state of motion than normal running."

"So it's a... stimulant?"

"Yeah, almost."

"Hmm...capsaicin..."

Conan imagined the spicy red peppers he saw in the supermarket, dried and crushed, then made into some kind of concentrated liquid and splashed in front of him. He felt a slight pain in his nose and suddenly had a picture in his mind: "I see... Did you think of the possible true identity of the items in the box based on what Sister Oguri said just now?"

"Well, but it's just a 'maybe', I can't be sure."

Uozuka Saburo shrugged and helped flush the vomit-filled toilet to prevent inconvenience to others. He turned to Conan and said, "After all, capsaicin is different from other banned drugs. If you give it to people in daily life, it's just a stronger pepper extract. Its effect on humans is no different from that of pepper spray. There's no need to be so sneaky... He must have something else with him."

"...Hey! Maybe that's what will happen!"

Conan suddenly had an idea, and excitedly said to Uozuka Saburo, "That kind of capsaicin will emit a very strong irritating gas, so that it can stimulate people's nerves. The effect is almost like anti-pepper spray, right? - Then let's change our thinking. What if we really use it as a 'anti-pepper spray' to wrap actual objects to prevent others from discovering the secrets inside?"

Chapter 163 No one can be more pretentious than me!

"? Not bad, kid, you're improving quickly?"

"Hehe~"

He glanced at the bespectacled kid in surprise, silently admiring his talent, which rivaled his own chairman's. Uozuka Saburo's train of thought was also opened: "Indeed, capsaicin itself may not be the contraband being transported, but it may be a means of concealing the real contraband..."

A combination of deception and means to deal with the enemy, the guy who planned this method is quite creative, right?

I just don't know if the thing that is actually to be transported will be pickled and become unusable... After all, capsaicin doesn't distinguish between friend and foe.

"We must be on guard when we go over there later. We must not let Mr. Maori's efforts go to waste."

"Yeah, yeah! Okay, I'll just...eh?"

Before Conan could finish nodding, he saw Uozuka Saburo reach behind his back and produce two portable gas masks like a magic trick, which stunned everyone.

Bro? Where did you get these big things?

Another dimension chrysanthemum?

"...Ahem, as a Uma Musume training instructor, it's normal for me to carry one or two gas masks with me, right?"

"...Are you implying that Sister Oguri and the others have a strong body odor?"

"Ahem! Ahem... Of course not!"

Embarrassed by his own silly excuse, Uozuka Saburo didn't bother to say anything more. He simply put the gas mask halfway over Conan's head and said, "Don't ask so many questions, little kid! Just follow the adults!"

"...Hi~"

He deeply felt that all the uncles were the same. When they couldn't win an argument with the children, they liked to use their age to bully others. They didn't act like adults at all. Conan could only mutter these things in his heart while taking off the gas mask on his head in his hand to avoid being too conspicuous and alerting the enemy.

Uozuka Saburo did the same, and he even further tidied up his clothes to make himself look even more inconspicuous - before being forced to become a "Black Duo" with his elder brother, he was one of the organization's ace spies!

After taking a look at Saburo Uozuka, whose presence suddenly dropped several levels, Edogawa Conan didn't think much about it. He just thought it was one of the routine skills of an undercover policeman. After standing in front of the door and taking a deep breath, he pretended to be childish and happy and pulled open the closed sliding door of the carriage. He cooperated with Saburo Uozuka to step in like an uncle and nephew.

————Then, he was brought back by a familiar yet strong smell, and he covered his mouth and nose tightly and started coughing repeatedly!

"Ahem! Ugh! Mask!"

"Ahem! Hi!"

The little boy understood and put on the gas mask in his hand. He took a deep breath of the filtered air and felt that he had finally returned to the world from hell and no longer had to face the existence of death.

"What's going on?! Why is the smell so strong?!"

"...Tsk, we miscalculated."

Looking through his gas mask at an entire carriage of passengers vomiting and rolling their eyes, Uozuka Saburo frowned and said, "We should have realized this when Mr. Maori returned just now: the box clearly didn't emit any odor when it passed us, but it was smoked when Mr. Maori approached. It's obvious there's a leak... The current situation is also predictable."

"! Tsk."

"Hey, wait for me!"

Grabbing Conan by the back of the collar, without giving him a chance to explain, Uozuka Saburo, true to his character, shouted, "What do you want to do? What can a tiny thing like you do up there? Are you going to bring out an adult over 1.6 meters tall?!"

"I! I...I'm going to chase the culprit! I'm going to take him..."

"Bring him to justice? With your height of less than 1.5 meters, you can't even break free from one of my arms!"

"Me! But!?"

After being scolded by Uozuka Saburo, Edogawa Conan calmed down a little. He couldn't find any way to refute what the other party said, but he still said unwillingly: "But... How can we let him get away like this and continue to harm more people!?"

"Of course not! But that's no reason for you to just throw away a head for nothing, or even give away a hostage that can be used to threaten others!!"

"..."

He placed Conan behind him, took off his windbreaker, which was somewhat hindering his movements, leaving only the boy's broad back. He said calmly and steadily, "You, go and call for help. Mr. Maori or Oguruma, call everyone who can be useful in this situation and rescue everyone in this car. Do you understand?"

"!? B-but what about you? Do you want to?!"

"...This is the best option at this stage. There is no room for maneuver."

He tilted his head slightly, and the gray eyes beneath the gas mask flashed with a light that made Conan unable to look directly at them. His words, along with those of the man, were deeply engraved in the boy's mind: "'How could we let him get away like this and continue to cause harm to others?'————I think you are right."

"......hateful!"

After being stunned for two seconds, the boy with glasses gritted his teeth, and rushed back with a tense face.

You actually dare to act cool in front of me... Don't you think the coolest person in the world is me, Detective Kudo Shinichi!?