Miyano Akemi calmly stared at the text on the screen, rubbed her eyebrows with a headache, and murmured in a low voice: "Hiroki, what do you think Papet's purpose is?"
A boy who was several heads shorter than her sat next to her, his face facing the computer, and he said seriously: "No matter what he wants to do, as of now, your goals are the same."
"What kind of person does Hiroki think he is?" Miyano Akemi asked with some curiosity.
Sawada Hiroki thought for a while: "Contradictions... Adults are all contradictory. My parents are like this, Mr. Sindora is like this, and those weird guys in the organization are like this. But in fact, after seeing his news, you are like this
Are you happy, sister Mingmei?"
Miyano Akemi was slightly stunned: "How did you tell?"
"The corners of your eyes, although you are not smiling or showing any other expression, your gentle eyes will not deceive others."
"...Really, is it so obvious?"
"So, it's a good thing?"
Miyano Akemi smiled and shook her head: "I don't know yet."
She always seems to unconsciously let down her guard and caution in front of children, even though she knows that Hiroki Sawada is not a harmless child at all. He has a large number of secrets and the most critical security system of the organization, and the BOSS can let him go
Mastering these represents Hiroki Sawada's position, but she will still reveal her true feelings inadvertently.
She distanced herself from Sawada Hiroki, and Shi Shiran stood up and said, "I'm going to meet that gentleman now."
Sawada Hiroki said naturally: "I will help you connect."
…
[Dear passengers, congratulations on being selected as [accomplice], please remember your identity and responsibilities, go to Room B of Car No. 7 immediately, exchange rooms with [victim], assist [prisoner] to make the game more complicated and confusing
.]
Sera Masumi slowly read out the content on the letter with a strange expression: "We are accomplices..."
I have done a lot of detective work, so the feeling of suddenly being chosen as a criminal is quite new.
Suzuki Sonoko suddenly became interested: "Wow, he is an accomplice, an accomplice! It would be great if I could become Kidd-sama's accomplice, I will definitely die of happiness!"
Sera Masaki glanced at Haibara Ai, whose eyes were still closed: "But Xiao Ai still has a fever. Isn't it too much trouble for us to run around with her?"
"Hey, it seems so."
Yu Jiang suggested: "You go and play. Can I take Xiao Ai to your private room to rest?"
Because this letter was addressed to the guests in Room B of Car No. 8, the boxes of Mao Lilan and Suzuki Sonoko were not affected.
"I'll go there with you too." Unexpectedly, Serang Masumi immediately gave up the opportunity to play the game, "Compared to the game, of course Xiao Ai is the most important."
Hearing what she said, Suzuki Sonoko and Mao Lilan looked at each other and approved Yu Jiang's arrangement: "Then let's go to the seventh carriage first."
Yu Jiang picked up Haihara Ai, and he could feel the hotness of Haihara Ai's skin even through his clothes. Xiao Ai had been burned to the point of unconsciousness, and her forehead was frighteningly hot. Seeing this, Shiliang Zhenzhen was worried:
"I've obviously taken antipyretic medicine, but why isn't it getting better at all?"
Yue: "It's good to be fainted. You can sleep all the way to Nagoya."
Hui Yuan Ai's heart tightened.
Yuzuru Shimizu What does this mean? What does it mean that it’s okay to be fainted?
And Sera Masumi...even if this person didn't give her a bad feeling, he was still a suspicious person with an unclear position. Being hugged by them, Haibara Ai really couldn't feel at ease.
At the door of the carriage, Ikujiang met Kogoro Mori who was about to go to the dining car.
Mouri Kogoro said proudly: "I was chosen to be the great detective who finally revealed the truth. Hum, the organizer is quite discerning!"
Yujiang raised his eyebrows: "Congratulations to Detective Maori."
Sera Masumi looked at Yujie: "It's a bit strange. Even a famous detective would have a hard time finding the murderer without participating in anything. It's unreasonable for the organizer to ask Uncle Mouri to go directly to the dining car."
"It's [Orient Express] after all, and the detective always comes at the end."
They entered the box and closed the door.
Secretly, something evil seems to be brewing...
…
"call--"
Jiang Guling closed the door and couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.
He lowered his eyes and looked at the big thing in his hand, and said to the person on the other side of the communicator in a complaining tone: "That guy is so arrogant. The last bomb is actually on the train. If I don't find it, he wants to
Will Shirley and I blow up together?”
"You know him, Bourbon." The woman opposite said indifferently, "Remember our deal, kill Shirley, and don't let her fall into the hands of Gin."
"He'll be angry, right?"
"My brother occasionally loses his temper because he is showing off to his sister." Belmod smiled happily, but there was an uncontrollable coldness in his tone, "I don't want to wait any longer, she must die."
The smile on Jiang Guling's lips suddenly widened, and he said excitedly: "As you wish, madam."
Although the police department is still a mess, the organization is not a good thing. Bellmode and Gin have the same purpose of plotting against each other, not to mention others. He is very happy to see corrosion from the inside out, and sincerely hopes that all evil will be eliminated.
It can become rotten and smelly in the collision.
…
The calmness of the Suzuki Express train was broken by a radio announcement from the conductor.
The invited detectives and guests followed the sound just like what was described in Murder on the Orient Express, and gathered in Room B of the eighth carriage. Sera Masumi was the first to hear Xiaolan and the others breaking the door chain.
The sound came quickly.
Even Hui Yuan Ai raised her eyes and glanced weakly outside, but then, a cold handkerchief covered her forehead.
Haihara Ai looked at Qingshui Yuxian: "The sudden accident... does it mean someone died again?"
Although she had seen too many deaths, she still felt a physical nausea when mentioning death, whether it was due to the cold or fever.
"Don't be afraid." Yu Jiang gently wiped Haihara Ai's cheek with a handkerchief soaked in alcohol, "The detectives will solve this matter. You just need to rest peacefully in the carriage."
That is simply impossible.
Hui Yuan Ai said silently in his heart.
This man deliberately mentioned his mother in front of her... and in that ambiguous tone, she had reason to suspect that her identity had been exposed. As long as Shimizu Yuzuru was related to the organization or he was a lackey of the organization, then... Suzuki was completely closed off.
Train No. 1 will become her grave.
suddenly!
A shiver spread from the soles of her feet to the top of her head!
Haiyuan Ai's neck immediately became as stiff as iron, and her pupils shrank to a small point. She almost uncontrollably turned her eyes to look at the car door. At the same time, her hearing was developed to the extreme, and her heart followed the crisp footsteps outside.