Judy sighed: "You Tokyoites are so conservative..."
The two people were talking and sat on the seat next to them. In the field of vision that no one could see, the murderous aura of apples and French fries collided fiercely, and the aroma filled the entire carriage.
Jiang Xia breathed in the sweet air, leaned against the back of the chair comfortably, and at the same time touched the shivering mushroom next to her to express comfort.
In another seat not far away, Conan fell into silence after observing: The previous feeling was indeed not an illusion - the relationship between the two suspicious persons seemed a bit subtle, at least they did not look like companions.
In the weird atmosphere, the passengers took their seats one by one.
Suddenly, Conan's eyes fell on a tall man wearing a windbreaker, a mask, and a knitted hat.
——When Judy and Dr. Shinde were chatting with them just now, this tall passenger took the opportunity to pass through everyone and quietly walked to the last row and sat down.
Conan: "..." Wait, isn't this that person? Although his face is completely covered by a mask and a hat, it's not hard to guess just by his outstanding height and that iconic knitted hat.
His identity... why is this guy in the car?!
Where dangerous elements gather, there is often no peace.
Conan couldn't help but feel a little more in danger. He looked at the children who were happily traveling and felt worried.
For a few seconds, he wanted to let Dr. Ali get out of the car with the children immediately, while he, the brave lone ranger, stayed alone in the car, and then quietly followed these suspicious people after they got off the car... But
Then I thought about it. According to the characters of those children, if they really did this, they would definitely ask "why" over and over again, thus attracting the attention of suspicious persons.
"Forget it." Conan sighed, "We're just going together for a short time, so it shouldn't be a big problem."
The passengers each had their own uneasiness, but in the end, they did not leave for various reasons.
The bus, carrying a bus full of people with their own thoughts, closed the door and started going to the next stop.
…
As soon as the door is closed, all kinds of murderous auras suddenly become more mellow.
The leisurely medium suddenly became busy, poking this ghost, and then commanding that one, urging them to work quickly. At the same time, he also taught the ghosts to be diligent and frugal, and not to discriminate against the murderous smell of smoke - as long as it is murderous, remove it first.
When we come back, we will decide who to feed it to later.
While he was muttering, he suddenly felt something was wrong: How could there be no ghost in the murderous smell of smoke? Wasn't there a ghost who liked it very much?
Turning around and counting his ghosts carefully, Jiang Xia suddenly understood - there was a ghost that turned a blind eye to the murderous intent of the car. It was sticking to the glass window, looking diagonally upward with difficulty, and even trying to pass through the mold.
The windows are squeezed out.
"..."
Jiang Xia pretended to dust him off, reached over Haiyuan Ai, and grabbed Matsuda Jinpei, who was half-dressed, and asked: Why are you running around? Is there a higher-end murderous aura outside the window?
The captured ghost was unusually anxious. It was held up in the air and wanted to flutter towards the window. When it found that it was pinched by the medium's two fingers and could not float, it had to turn around and muttered to describe the situation.
"A car passed by on the overpass just now. Did you vaguely sense your old classmate from it?" Jiang Xia was startled and looked up diagonally expectantly, trying to find the murderous aura in the coffee, but quickly looked away in disappointment, "No.
, you must have read it wrong."
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"...Another classmate?" Jiang Xia then remembered that Matsuda Jinpei did have many dead police elite friends. He suddenly realized something and sat up a little straighter, "Which one are you talking about?"
... Could it be that today is such a happy day that a ghost fetus is picked up?
Jiang Xia temporarily turned his attention away from the murderous aura on the bus, summoned the foggy dog and the mermaid, and asked these two fastest ghosts to run to kidnap...and invite their companions to chat.
Unfortunately, the two ghosts left for a short time and came back empty-handed.
——After they followed the direction pointed by Matsuda Jinpei, they caught up with a moving car.
In the car was a slightly slovenly middle-aged man. There were no ghosts around him, only a few shikigami hanging on his legs - one of the shikigami was made of the same material as Liangpi and was slippery. The mermaid and
The foggy dogs tried to pull down, but they couldn't pull it at all. In addition, the car drove farther and farther, so they finally gave up the kidnapping plan and came back regretfully.
"A slightly slovenly middle-aged man..."
While Jiang Xia continued to release the ghosts to quell the murderous intent, he remembered something: in his impression, Matsuda Jinpei and his boy named Hagiwara Kenji died in the hands of the same bomber a few years ago... Although they were not the same.
I don’t know how Matsuda Jinpei recognized its familiar ghost from such a distance, but since the ghost in question said so, it’s 80% correct.
"Speaking of which, when Matsuda Jinping was lured to sign the contract with a bad check, the request seemed to be to sanction the bomber..."
As he thought about it, the psychic's conscience ached quietly: Counting the time, it has already passed... It has been a month or two, but the bomber the police targeted has not yet arrived. However, counting like this, it seems that there is no time.
Too long?
Jiang Xia looked at Matsuda Jinpei, who was immersed in the murderous smell of cigarettes, and cleared his throat guiltily: It's not that he deliberately delayed his wages, but he really couldn't meet him before. But now that he has met him, it's probably not long before the other party seeks death.
It's not far away...it's not a big problem, we'll catch it sooner or later.
With this in mind, he wrote down the license plate number that Mermaid and Wutiangu saw just now, and returned his attention to the bus - in addition to the bomb that he just passed by, the bomb in front of him is also worthy of vigilance.
Just as I was thinking about it, I saw the two passengers moved their shoulders and stood up after the bus started moving again.
"Huh?" Several children who were excited about the trip noticed the movement of their fellow passengers and looked over curiously.
"Haha!" Kojima Motota said happily, "Look, they actually put on their ski clothes so early. This must be too impatient - they must rarely ski, that's why they are like this
excited."
In normal times, Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya might not be able to help but echo a few words.
However, at this moment, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, and he raised his hand and slapped Kojima Genta's mouth: Don't talk about others in public, this is not what a good boy would do!
Genta Kojima: "Uh huh huh??"
The movement of the two children alerted others. Conan temporarily looked away from the suspicious people and looked at the two passengers who suddenly got up. He was slightly startled as he looked at them.
Conan: "..." Leaving aside ski clothes, why did these two people even wear goggles to cover their faces?
