Sakaki Makoto checked the time, threw away his cigarette butt, entered Tokyo Station, and headed straight for the mysterious train.
The originally crowded crowd in the station had disappeared, leaving only a few passengers. Sakaki Makoto saw a middle-aged man wearing a green suit and a huge drawing board on his shoulder. Around him, there were a few people who didn't look like good people.
Especially the old woman sitting in a wheelchair with a black veil hanging from the brim of her hat. The look in her eyes from under the veil was cold and sinister, like a poisonous scorpion in a cave, observing the surroundings.
Because the train was about to start, the doors of the other carriages were closed, leaving only the VIP carriage in the middle still checking tickets.
Sakaki Makoto frowned, but remained expressionless as he quickly stepped forward and put his hand into his arms.
Noticing his movements, the people waiting in front of the carriage suddenly felt as if they were facing a great enemy. Their bodies tensed, as if they could pull out a pistol from under their clothes at any time.
But... "Here's my ticket."
Sakaki Makoto took out the invitation letter and showed the ring on his hand.
"Well, welcome aboard the Mystery Train."
After confirming that there were no problems with the invitation letter and the ring, the conductor politely made way.
Under the gaze of the men in green suits, Makoto Sakaki walked into the carriage and disappeared.
There are a total of 400 guests participating in the mysterious train tour. Each carriage and each room is an independent compartment. Only guests who have made reservations in advance can be assigned to the same compartment. Sakaki Makoto did not make a reservation, which means... he can enjoy the happiness of the compartment alone.
Sakaki Makoto's box number was 7-a, the first box on the left side of carriage 7. After he entered the box, he immediately locked the door and carefully checked the seats and ceiling to prevent eavesdropping.
After making sure that everything was normal, Sakaki Makoto sat on the soft seat on one side, opened the window a little, stuck his head out, and observed the ups and downs and lefts of the carriage.
As an old-fashioned steam locomotive, it has to be said that the Suzuki Group put a lot of thought into it. All the details of the train are restored from the Victoria of England in the 19th century. From the appearance, it reminds people of the Hogwarts Express in Harry Potter.
The train's final destination is Nagoya. The straight-line distance from Tokyo to Nagoya is 260 kilometers. Even at the speed of the Shinkansen, it takes one and a half hours to travel. The maximum speed of a steam train is 60 kilometers per hour, which means that this steam train takes 4 hours to reach its destination.
There is plenty of time, even too much.
This is different from the time that Makoto Sakaki had planned in advance, but it's not a big deal.
The old steam train had a simple structure, but there were many protrusions on the outside that could be used for climbing. With these, Makoto Sakaki could go to other carriages without being seen.
"Report the situation."
After finishing, Sakaki unbuttoned his suit and put on his headphones:
"Did you spot any suspicious people?"
“Not at this time.”
Conan whispered:
"As soon as we got on the bus, we went to the box and had no contact with other people."
"What about Brother Kid? Has he come into contact with Gin?"
"Don't mention it!"
Kidd's extremely depressed voice came:
"I haven't seen a single hair of Gin since I got on the bus! He hasn't contacted me at all!"
"not yet?"
Sakaki Makoto frowned, feeling unsure for a moment.
Up to now, he still doesn't know the specific plan of the Black Organization. Gin said that he would tell him when the time comes, but the train is about to start. How long does it take to leave?
"Before you got on the bus, did you spot anyone who looked like a member of the Black Organization?"
“No…”
Conan shook his head.
"We followed the plan and dispersed to different carriages with Hattori, Kidd and the others. We wandered among the crowd for a while but didn't see any members of the Black Organization."
As we all know, the clothing of the Black Organization members is obviously different from that of ordinary passers-by. As long as you observe carefully, you will definitely be able to find clues about them, but... if Vermouth disguised all of them, the situation might be different.
"Just wait patiently for a while."
Sakaki Makoto pondered and said:
"I'm afraid Gin and the others are disguised. If that's the case, we have to look for Rum among them before we can proceed with the next plan."
Gu Ce
"And the FBI, they must be here too!"
"Well, it's an accident, nothing to be surprised about."
"Then let me tell you about someone you will never guess."
"who?"
"Kyogoku Makoto!"
His heart skipped a beat, Sakaki Makoto's pupils trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes wide:
"Are you sure Kyogoku is in the car?"
"One hundred percent sure! I saw it with my own eyes!"
“It’s broken, it’s broken…”
Sakaki Makoto slapped his forehead with his palm, feeling like all his plans had been disrupted.
Plans cannot keep up with changes, which really proves the old saying.
Who is Kyogoku Makoto?
A land immortal!
If he was in the car and heard a gunfight going on around him, how could he not get involved?
If he gets involved... Sakaki Makoto was thinking, among the three forces of them, the Black Organization, and the FBI, is there anyone who can resist Kyogoku Makoto?
A moving train is like a mobile cage. No one can escape unscathed except Kaito Kidd!
This is a hunting ground!
Once Kyogoku Makoto intervenes, what's the point of the three parties fighting...they will just have to run away.
"Why haven't I heard you mention this?"
“I just found out about this too!”
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