Isn't it very scientific to use the Death Note to kill people?

He looked at the ring on his hand and couldn't help but gently stroke it.

Several children were also staring intently at the time on the platform, eagerly awaiting the arrival of the train.

"I can't wait to get on the train!"

"You guys should really thank me for getting you such good seats." Sonoko put her hands on her hips and looked down at them. After receiving their obedient response, she became smug again: "However, although they are good seats, they are still different from our more luxurious and dazzling first-class carriage."

"Speaking of which, Sonoko, that first-class carriage you mentioned, is it the one that Kid was targeting when he gave that warning last time...?"

"That's right! Although this luxury train only runs once a year, Uncle Jirokichi specially arranged for the train, which had already run once this year, to run again. He announced that this journey would showcase very precious gems, which attracted the attention of Kaito Kid... Hehehe."

Sonoko Suzuki always gets excited when the topic of Kaito Kid comes up.

Her infatuation with Lin Jiashu definitely reached a higher threshold after meeting him.

But she still quite admired the dashing demeanor of Phantom Thief Kid every time he appeared... even though he sometimes ended up in a rather embarrassing situation because of Yoshiki.

"For me, the reasoning puzzles that took place on the train each time were more interesting than the thief."

A somewhat masculine voice came over.

The group looked over and saw that it was Sera Masumi wearing a fisherman's hat.

Xiaolan and the others were a little surprised by his appearance, while he said that as a detective, he would definitely get on this bus.

—This steam train, which references "Murder on the Orient Express" from beginning to end, will naturally host mystery-related activities. First, the organizers will randomly select passengers to play the role of the culprit and the victim. After the incident occurs, the other passengers will play the role of detectives and must find the culprit before reaching the final station.

"Mr. Lin is also looking forward to it, right?"

Sera Masumi looked at Hayashi Yoshiki with a slightly eager expression on her face: "I'd love to have a match with you! By the way, aren't your assistants here?"

"It seems like I'm the only one from the firm who came."

Hayashi Yoshiki answered her question, "I'm indeed very interested in the train mysteries here too."

"Right? Oh, but Mr. Mori isn't here?"

She looked around but couldn't find Kogoro Mouri.

Xiaolan only just realized that her father had disappeared.

When the group finally managed to spot Kogoro Mouri, they saw him boasting to the other passengers.

"Sorry, I took your preferred luxury cabin. My daughter is friends with the owner of this train... But I'm on this train, so everyone can rest assured. No matter what strange things happen on the train, as long as I, the famous detective Mouri Poorro, am here, I will definitely bring the truth to light!"

"...So Uncle Mori can read books too."

Lin Jiashu was genuinely surprised when he heard his strange self-designation.

Kogoro Mouri's self-proclaimed identity is still a reference to Hercule Poirot, the protagonist of "Murder on the Orient Express".

To Kogoro Mouri's surprise, when he appeared and said those words, the group of passengers all changed their expressions... looking at him with a tense and wary look.

Because everyone was taking a group photo before setting off, Xiaolan quickly pulled him back.

Sera Masumi went along too.

Lin Jiashu looked down and saw Ai wearing a mask, avoiding Sera Masumi's gaze, turning her back, and pulling her hood up.

"what happened?"

"...There's nothing there."

"It's rare for us to get out and have fun, but you've caught a cold."

Lin Jiashu patted her head, smiled, squatted down, and waved the camera he had brought: "I was originally planning to take some memorable photos for you."

"...Even if you have a cold, it doesn't mean you can't film."

Lin Jiashu smiled and rubbed her head.

Chapter 499: Don't worry, I've already planned everything.

Clang... Clang clang clang...

The passengers in the steam train first heard a slight tremor on the rails, followed by a long whistle coming from the locomotive.

As a modern train sped past on the adjacent track like a dragon, clouds of white steam billowed from the black steam locomotive's chimney. The high pressure created by tons of cold water boiling in the boiler caused the piston rod to twitch back and forth, which in turn drove the drive wheels to grip the rails and begin to turn.

"So this is what it feels like to be on a train, it's amazing."

Xiao Lan, sitting in the luxurious private room, was somewhat surprised.

"It feels completely different from the modern trains I'm used to."

As the host, Sonoko Suzuki herself found it to be a very novel experience.

Lin Jiashu was also invited to this luxurious private room.

He looked at the platform receding slowly outside the carriage, and then turned around and smiled, saying, "Yes, I suddenly understand why there is such a group of railway enthusiasts."

"A railway enthusiast?"

“Oh, right. As times have changed, the old-fashioned trains that were once the main means of transportation have gained a sense of history. Some of them have not been retired, but have instead become the destination for some tourists…” Hayashi Yoshiki explained, “It seems that there is a special train in eastern Hokkaido that only operates during the snow season. I’d really like to take a ride on it.”

Imagine thick black smoke and the wailing of a whistle as a retro steam locomotive and its carriages speed through the snow and ice—it's like a poem about winter's journey across a white snowfield.

After Lin Jiashu briefly described the scene, the two girls immediately looked on with anticipation.

"I'd kind of like to go!"

"I really want to experience it!"

"Let's go take a look together when we have the chance."

Lin Jiashu said with a smile.

At this moment,

knock knock knock

Suddenly, there was a knock on the closed door.

Xiaolan was stunned for a moment. When she went to open the door, she found that there was no one outside.

But there was a very conspicuous envelope on the ground.

She picked it up and went back to her room.

"Who is it? Xiaolan."

"There was no one there, just a letter on the ground."

As Xiaolan spoke, she opened the envelope and placed the letter inside on the table.

Congratulations, you have been selected to be an accomplice.

[A passenger playing the victim is waiting for you in compartment B of carriage 7. To make the mysteries of this journey more interesting, please become accomplices and switch rooms with him.]

Upon seeing the contents of the letter, Sonoko couldn't help but mutter, "What? This is the most luxurious carriage we're in, and we're being moved to carriage number seven."

"There's nothing we can do about being chosen, and it's quite fun, Sonoko."

Xiao Lan smiled and offered words of comfort.

This train has a total of 8 carriages, with carriage number 8 being the most luxurious and comfortable.

The letter requested that they move to carriage number 7, which was also nice, but compared to this carriage, it was like the difference between first class and business class.

The three quickly got up and headed to carriage number 7.

The man in carriage B, number 7, was a middle-aged man named Etsuto Murohashi. He was on the heavier side and had a small mustache on his chin. When he saw the group of people coming over, he immediately smiled and waved the letters in his hand.

"Thank you for your cooperation, but I never expected that I would be the victim... By the way, where is Mr. Kogoro Mouri?"

"I don't know where he went to wander off to, maybe he went to the dining car to drink."

Xiao Lan's expression turned somewhat displeased as she spoke.

The person on the other side laughed.

“That’s perfect.” He said, looking at Yoshiki Hayashi. “Mr. Hayashi, although I’m a little embarrassed… the organizer told me that they hope you and Mr. Mori can take on the role of the final commentators for this puzzle game, so they would like to ask you to wait in the dining car with Mr. Mori during the game.”

"...Are you going to pull this stunt? I'm quite interested in the mystery game on this train."

"After all, we're all just amateur mystery enthusiasts, and we can't compare to professional detectives at all."

Murohashi Etsuto said with a wry smile.

Having said all that, it seemed that Lin Jiashu was indeed no longer suitable to participate.

So he could only smile and agree.

Just as Murohashi Etsuto was about to head to the eighth carriage, Sera Masumi also appeared.

She overheard the conversation about the mystery and became very interested, then happily joined in to experience what it's like to be an accomplice.

Lin Jiashu, however, did not run to the dining car.

He simply sent a text message to Kogoro Mouri, informing the organizers that they hoped the two of them could stay in the dining car, and then he stayed in car number seven.

"As long as I don't participate in this game, it shouldn't matter whether I'm in the dining car or not, right? Besides, being an accomplice sounds like a lot of fun."

Lin Jiashu laughed as he spoke.

"If it were Yoshiki-san, he'd definitely prefer to be the murderer rather than an accomplice, right?" Xiaolan laughed.

"Yes."

Sera Masumi was somewhat surprised to hear this.

Sonoko and Ran then brought up the time when Yoshiki Hayashi impersonated Moriarty and tricked them in the game...

"At that time, I thought it was really an NPC in the game, because it was so subversive to have Yoshiki-san's face say those lines."

"So that means Mr. Lin's acting skills are excellent?"

Sera Masumi looked at Hayashi Yoshiki with great interest.

"Perhaps she has a little bit of talent..."

Although she's not as good as Conan or Heiji Hattori, Sera Masumi is still a tough one. She often has those crucial moments when she has a sudden flash of inspiration... It's not worth it to leave such a person with the impression that you're a great actress.

Often, it is the details that determine success or failure.

Knowing this well, Lin Jiashu added, "But that was actually the result of a lot of practice I did in front of the mirror in secret. After the script for that game was finished, I practiced diligently at home for a very long time."

"What?! Yoshiki-nii just wanted to make a fool of everyone..."

"Haha."

While the group was chatting and laughing, there was a sudden knock on the door of the room where Conan and the others were.

After Conan went outside, he didn't find anyone in the hallway, only a letter lying on the ground.

Congratulations! You've been chosen to play the role of the detective.

[A case will occur in compartment B of carriage 7 in ten minutes. Please conduct the search.]

Looking at the contents of the letter, Conan felt something was strange.

—This train, which is a parody of "Murder on the Orient Express," should allow all passengers to participate as detectives, so why leave this letter for them?

However, the detective boys were incredibly excited when they saw the contents of the letter.

They participated enthusiastically.

This train has a rather troublesome design feature: the carriages are not numbered, making it a bit difficult to find them.

But they still managed to arrive at the scene on time within the ten-minute deadline, witnessing the murderer shoot and kill Etsuto Murohashi and then flee quickly... Thinking it was just a game, they excitedly chased after him, but after chasing him for several carriages, they lost track of the murderer.

At this moment, a train conductor noticed Conan and his friends wandering aimlessly in the corridor and said, "Kids, it would be best if you went back to your own carriages first, because we will be using the intercoms to announce the details of this mystery later."

His words stunned the group of children.

Upon hearing the train conductor explain that the game would not begin until an hour after the train had departed, he immediately realized something was wrong and quickly tried to run to the scene of the crime to check what was happening.

Ai Haibara, wearing a mask, was about to follow when a figure emerged from the adjacent carriage, sending chills down her spine.

A chilling sensation that sent shivers down her spine left her frozen in place.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a man dressed in black slowly pass by.

The people in the organization...