If he remembered correctly, there was a carriage full of red wine in the last carriage of this train.
If he wants to resolve this final crisis and survive the violent impact of the train hitting the platform...
His brain was spinning rapidly, and at the same time he quickened his pace and started to gallop on the train that reached a speed of one hundred kilometers per hour.
When he reached the roof of the last carriage, he looked at the hole covered with an iron plate and became more confident in his judgment.
Lifting the iron plate, he jumped into the carriage, picked up the ax hanging at the end of the carriage, and struck hard at the wooden barrel filled with red wine.
"Crash..."
As he split the red wine barrels open one by one, the red wine inside flowed out like blood, gradually covering his ankles, calves, thighs...
The speeding train roared into the platform. The staff beside the platform blew the whistle to signal the train's arrival. However, they did not see the train stop smoothly as usual, but rushed into the platform with thunderous momentum!
The moment he heard the whistle, Conan dropped the ax in his hand, took a deep breath, and in the smell of alcohol that filled his respiratory tract, he dived into the red wine that formed a small pool in the car like diving.
The train collided violently with the platform, and his body swayed up and down along with the carriage.
The feeling of suffocation and the impact of the impact hit him together. In addition, he was already tipsy due to the effect of alcohol vapor, and Conan's consciousness gradually blurred.
I don't know how long it took, but he finally woke up from his coma and opened his eyes.
He looked around and found that he was in the same space where he first entered the game. He immediately understood that he should have passed the level, otherwise he would not be here.
Thinking of all the hardships along the way and his companions leaving one after another, he took a deep breath.
"Finally I didn't disappoint you..."
He muttered to himself, stood up, and patted his clothes that still felt damp.
At this time, his white shirt has been completely dyed bright red by the red wine. This is the key to passing the level - he is covered in blood.
A smile appeared on his face, he raised his head and shouted:
"Come out, Teacher Yuan, I know you are watching here."
Judging from his appearance, he didn't seem to worry at all that his words would be heard by the guests attending the press conference who were paying attention to the game.
As his words fell, the space behind him suddenly became distorted. Yuan Huaiyu, dressed as Moriarty, appeared out of thin air, standing behind him and looking at him with admiration.
"How did you guess it?"
Conan smiled knowingly: "Originally, I thought that Professor Moriarty would stand in your face, Mr. Yuan, just a coincidence, or a bad taste of Noah's Ark..."
He explained calmly: "But when I saw Haiyuan staying to communicate with you alone, I already felt a little strange. If she were a game character, she would not do such a thing, so
Haiyuan, she must have discovered something - when it comes to understanding you, Teacher Yuan, I think I am far inferior to her."
"Then there's the reminder you asked Haibara to bring to me. Without that reminder, I probably wouldn't have thought of using red wine to reduce the impact of the train collision."
He said in a detective tone: "All indications indicate that it is no coincidence that your face appears on Professor Moriarty, and the soul in Professor Moriarty's body is probably not just a game program.
"
"Pah! Pah!"
Yuan Huaiyu clapped his hands: "As expected of you. I really wanted to play the role of Professor Moriarty on a temporary basis."
"Teacher Yuan, why can you come to our game world? Could it be..."
Seeing Yuan Huaiyu's heartfelt admission, Conan immediately asked his doubts.
Logically speaking, except for the fifty people who were selected to wear game admission badges and sit in the "cocoon" of the game console, no one else should be able to participate in the completed closed game.
But Yuan Huaiyu came in just like that, playing not an ordinary player character, but one of the important NPCs, Professor Moriarty.
If anyone has the authority to make such temporary changes in this game, then only...
"Yes, it's just like you thought. My appearance is because of the so-called epoch-making artificial intelligence, Noah's Ark."
Conan looked at Yuan Huaiyu who admitted frankly. Although he had expected it, he was still shocked.
"As for why I can command Noah's Ark to plunge you into this life and death game... you don't need to know. Because this artificial intelligence will not appear in this world for a long time to come."
He took off the black top hat on his head and put it on his chest: "Anyway, congratulations on successfully passing the level."
"I think if it were the real Professor Moriarty standing here, he would praise you like this -"
"Seeing you is like seeing a mini version of Sherlock Holmes..."
His words fell lightly, and the world in front of Conan began to fall into boundless darkness.
…
Now in the venue, when Conan was seen covered in blood, he thought it was red wine. Under the leadership of Kudo Yusaku, a group of people in the control room had arrived at the venue and came to the side of the fifty "cocoons".
Now, there is only one cocoon left that has not sunk into the ground. Everyone in the venue is staring at this single seedling with great nervousness, fearing that in the next second, this last hope will also "
It shattered with a bang.
There were no bright lights shining on the stage, and the atmosphere seemed to be frozen.
Suddenly, a slight sound broke the solidified space, followed by a huge sound caused by the operation of the machine.
Everyone's attention was immediately attracted by this noise. They saw that the underground cabin doors where the cocoons were sealed opened one after another, and the other forty-nine eliminated cocoons sprung up one after another like bamboo shoots after a rain.
At the same time, the lights in the venue suddenly brightened.
When all the cocoons were raised onto the stage, the fifty hatches were raised uniformly, and the children sitting inside opened their eyes one after another.
"It seems he did it. He deserves to be your son." Dr. Ari looked at Yusaku Kudo standing next to him with joy.
Kudo Yusaku nodded: "Yes."
In the venue, the prominent parents of the children already understood that they had won this gambling-like game!
These parents couldn't wait to get up from their seats and run to the stage to find the cocoon where their children were. Some of the excited ones even shed tears.