“Where are the people?!”
The strong wind blew away the smoke in the carriage. Vodka looked at the charred corridor with a numb expression:
"Why is that boy gone?"
Gin said nothing, but looked coldly at the collapsed door on one side. The door with embedded steel plates did not break into pieces in the explosion, only the connecting iron pieces broke off.
The mysterious train built with the support of the Suzuki Foundation is used to receive many famous people, so they must have invested a lot of money in safety.
On the collapsed door, a flame slowly burned, illuminating the brass nameplate. On it... was a large letter, E.
6—e box.
Vodka was holding a gun and was about to go forward to see the situation when he was stopped by Gin. Then... a figure walked out of the 6-e box.
Dark brown coat, scruffy stubble, messy and unconventional clothing, and eagle-like sharp eyes... Gin's face darkened and he said in a cold voice:
"Akai... Wuwu!"
A ghost who was supposed to be dead appeared between Conan and Gin.
Some people seem to be born to be the center of attention. From the outside, Akai Tsutomu looks ordinary, even a little sloppy, but no one can ignore his existence.
"impossible!"
Before Gin could react, Judy became excited. She stared at the figure in front of her and said in disbelief:
"How come you are here!?"
Akai Wuwu looked back and said with a smile:
"I'm sorry, but I can't meet him yet."
After saying that, Akai Wuwu quickly ran towards the broken window, jumped up, and climbed onto the roof again. He ignored Gin's intention at all, stomped his leather shoes heavily on the roof, making a series of muffled sounds, and quickly ran towards car No. 9.
"not good!"
Gin's face changed, and he immediately guessed that Akai Tsutomu's target was not him, but Rum in the other direction:
“Chase after him!”
“It’s Big Brother!”
This is not the time to worry about Edogawa Conan. Akai Mutake has not appeared for a long time, which makes Gin think that he does not exist, so he started the next plan in advance. Now that the other party has appeared, and the backbones of the Black Organization are acting separately, if they don't support them quickly, they will be in big trouble!
Gin and Vodka returned along the same route. Kid and Conan looked at each other, turned around and chased after them.
.......................... Two minutes ago, box 8-c.
"Vermouth, I really hate you, but even though I hate you, I never thought that one day you would betray the organization and the boss..."
Chianti put one foot on the seat, pointed the gun at Vermouth who was sitting by the window, and smiled wildly:
"Tell me, what should I do with you?"
His excited eyes swept over Vermouth's body from top to bottom. Chianti's cheeks flushed with excitement, and his body trembled slightly:
"Should I tear off your clothes first and throw you into the corridor to be humiliated, or..."
The muzzle of the gun hit the wound on her thigh hard, and Vermouth groaned.
"Or should I leave you with some unforgettable scars?"
“Chianti...”
Cohen, who was in charge of monitoring the conductor, couldn't help but say:
"Be more restrained. The only person who can deal with her is the boss."
"What are you afraid of? The boss can't see it anyway!"
Chianti ignored his companions' dissuasion:
"This is probably our last chance for revenge... How can we not cherish it? Vermouth, are you so scared that you can't even speak?"
Vermouth raised her head, looked directly into Chianti's eyes, and raised the corners of her mouth, revealing a smile of slight pity and contempt.
"I'll kill you!!!"
Chianti was furious and raised the butt of her gun to smash it down. Cohen knew that she had a hot temper and if she got really angry, she would really kill someone, so he quickly grabbed her wrist:
"Chianti, calm down! She is just trying to provoke you. If she falls into the hands of the boss, she will be in trouble!"
"Let me go!"
Chianti broke free from his wrist, took a few deep breaths, and suddenly sneered:
"You're right. If she died like this, it would be too easy for her... I heard that when the boss treats a traitor, he would first use a knife to cut open the other person's skin, then sprinkle honey on the wound, and finally throw out some cute insects and ants to let them keep biting the wound, bit by bit... eating you up. This process usually takes several days. The traitor who is punished in this way will scream in pain for a whole day. The next day, his voice is hoarse and he can't scream anymore, but the pain becomes more severe. In the end, he can only die slowly in despair..."
"Vermouth, I really envy you. This kind of punishment is rare nowadays."
Just by listening to the description, Vermouth seemed to be able to feel the itching sensation from the insects and ants climbing on her body. Her already pale face became even uglier, but she still stared at Chianti coldly.
Just then, a familiar female voice suddenly sounded in the box.
"It seems I came at the right time."
"Who is speaking?!"
Chianti turned his head sharply and looked around vigilantly, but couldn't find the source of the sound.
The person who spoke was a woman, but the only women present were Chianti and Vermouth. Where was the third one?
"Here, here."
The conductor nodded and chuckled like a silver bell, suddenly untied his bound hands, and shot something at Cohen and Chianti.
There was a flash of silver light in the air. Chianti and Cohen, who had no time to react, only felt a pain in their necks. Then the world spun around and they fell to the ground.
thump!
thump!
The conductor stood up, took off the mask, revealing a beautiful face like a 17-year-old girl, and smiled at Vermouth:
"I used to envy your makeup skills. You are over 50 years old, but your skin is still as smooth as a girl's. Later I realized that you were just pretending to be old, right, Sharon?"
"Your mouth is still as unforgiving as ever, Yukiko."
Vermouth also laughed:
"But the makeup techniques you learned from me are just the basics."
"Okay, okay....who made me like Sharon the most?"
Yukiko Kudo stepped forward and tried to untie the rope for Vermouth, but she pulled her hand out directly:
"So you've already untied the rope, so it's okay even if I don't come, right?"
"On the contrary, you helped me a lot."
Vermouth bent down, pulled over the wheelchair Gin was riding in, and pulled out a luggage bag from underneath:
"If it weren't for you, I certainly wouldn't be able to move freely."
"What are you going to do?"
Yukiko Kudo watched Vermouth take out the disguise props from the bag and asked curiously:
"You are injured, is there anything else you can do?"
"secret."
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