Oritis in the world of Detective Conan

Chapter 166: The Dark Mysterious Train (Part 4)

At this time, Amuro Toru also came to the restaurant car: "Isn't this Mr. Maori?"

"Oh, it's Amuro. You are also on this train." Kogoro Mouri answered while drinking red wine.

"Yes, I'm lucky enough to have a reservation on this train." Amuro Toru nodded politely. "Who is this lady?"

Maori Kogoro excitedly introduced Akai Chou to Amuro Toru: "This is the big star, Miss Michiko. Amuro, don't you know her? Miss Michiko, let me introduce her to you. This is my apprentice, Amuro Toru."

Amuro Toru was stunned. "It turned out to be Ms. Michiko. I'm sorry, I didn't expect you to be on this train. However, the dress you were wearing was different from usual, so I didn't recognize you at first."

Hongdie didn't mind this and greeted politely: "Hello, Mr. Amuro."

Toru Amuro exchanged a few words with Kogoro Mori and left. Walking in the corridor of the train, he recalled the creepy details of Akai Chou: even with a lot of foundation to cover it up, he could still see traces of mechanical mechanisms on Miss Michiko's body and face. It felt like... this person was originally a machine, and she put on a layer of human skin and pretended to be a human to blend in.

Amuro Toru shook his head, trying to get rid of this ridiculous idea, but Hongchou's delicate face still flashed back in his mind, as if tempting him to see whether the face was really made of mechanical splicing.

Before Amuro Toru could get rid of the strange image of Hongchou from his mind, he saw another strange person flash past him.

The person running past Toru Amuro is the Vanguard (Neon Vanguard). He is wearing flashy goggles, an eye-catching neon light on his chest, sockets and light tubes on his arms, and a pair of roller skates on his feet.

Toru Amuro could hardly believe his eyes. If Miss Michiko's outfit was a little concealing, then the person in front of him was almost blatantly showing off the obviously unreasonable part of his body.

Toru Amuro subconsciously wanted to chase after him, but the striker's speed was not something that could be easily caught up with. Toru Amuro could only watch the figure flashing neon lights disappear at the end of the train car.

[Forward: Hey, I can’t catch up~]

[Spell Master: Don't stand out too much. Although you did try to attract his attention, it would be bad if other people saw you and became suspicious.]

[Postman: The idea of ​​a lamp-tube man running around on pulleys in a carriage sounds bizarre.]

[Prisoner: If you insist, none of us look like normal people right now.]

[First Mate: Indeed, Miss Michiko's disguise is the most sophisticated. The rest of us all have some mechanical characteristics.]

[Hongdie: But Mr. Amuro should have noticed something by now. After all, I only used foundation to cover up the mechanical joints. With his observation skills, he wouldn't have missed it.]

"Damn, what the hell are these things?" Amuro Toru couldn't help but complain, and then the name of another organization emerged from his mind.

"Is it... Oredis? Only they can conduct such absurd human experiments. Before, they combined humans and alchemical products, but now it becomes humans and machines..." When Toru Amuro realized that members of the Oredis organization were also on the train, he immediately became extremely alert. He didn't want his plan to be ruined by Oredis's people. By the way, he also informed Vermouth of the news.

Vermouth, who received the news from Amuro Toru, was confused. "What? Bourbon actually said that the Oritis Organization sent a lamp man to the train this time?"

At this time, a large group of people gathered in front of the conductor of carriage No. 7.

"What? You said you solved the mystery of the missing body?" The driver was confused. "But the mystery game hasn't even started yet."

"But look, we received a card like this." Conan handed the envelope they received to the conductor.

Sonoko also took out her envelope: "Us too."

"Let me see." The captain took the envelopes from the two men. "Well, this is indeed the same design as the instruction cards we used before, but the puzzle written on it is completely different from the trick I heard they were going to use."

"What is going on?" Yuanzi was a little confused.

Shiliang offered a suggestion: "At this point, I think we can only go directly to car number eight and ask the passenger who is responsible for playing the victim."

At this time, the train entered a tunnel and the carriage suddenly became dim. In the first-class carriage No. 8, the conductor was knocking on the door of Room A.

"Mr. Noto, what can I do for you?"

Mr. Noto from Room A opened the door impatiently: "What are you doing? I didn't ask you to come over."

"But the bell just rang."

"None of my business, really."

Just as the two were arguing and asking questions, Mr. Murohashi from Room B next door opened the door and was calling someone.

As the door of Room A closed, the door of Room B also closed, and then Miss Izumi who lived in Room E rang the service bell and asked the conductor to find out what had been making noise in her room.

At this moment, the master and servant of Room D next door, the wheelchair-bound Ms. Xiao Lin and Ms. Zumitomo, who was responsible for taking care of her, opened the door and left the room. Another door opened in the distance.

Mr. Anton in Room C heard the noise and came out to ask the conductor what happened.

At this time, Conan and his companions finally arrived at the door of compartment B of carriage 8. Sonoko knocked on the door and said, "Hey, uncle, we have solved the trap you set. Come out and explain it to everyone."

There was silence and no response from inside the door, so Yuanzi had to open the door, but found that it was locked with an iron chain.

"Hey, uncle, don't sleep in there, untie the chain!"

"What's going on?" Xiaolan asked.

"I saw him sleeping on the sofa, with blood oozing from his temple. He looked like he was dead. This must be some kind of mystery game."

Conan and Sera, sensing something was wrong, immediately squeezed to the crack of the door. After smelling gunpowder in the room, they worked together to break the chain and opened the door.

The three little ones who didn't know the truth thought it was a performance, but then Sera came to the conclusion: "No, he is really dead."

"And this is a murder case in a locked room," Conan added.

"Ah!" In order to make up for the terrifying atmosphere, the little girl screamed appropriately, successfully alarming everyone else, and the novelist and reporter also came to carriage No. 8 together.

Conan turned around and saw the two people. He asked curiously, "What did Uncle Orpheus and Ms. Lamb talk about?"

"Some, uh...about some news reports written by Ms. Lamb." The novelist looked embarrassed, not sure if it was because he recognized the wrong person or for some other reason.

The reporter, however, still had a smile on his face. "Mr. Orpheus is a very talkative man. He asked me about my previous work experience and, of course, some interesting reports I've written."

The novelist nodded repeatedly. "Yes, I've read your report on the Moon River Massacre and even wrote a novel based on it."