Chapter 759 is all very commonplace
The thought of Kaito Kid disguised as Shinichi Kudo made her lips twitch slightly. She took a deep breath to suppress her anger.
"Xiao Lan? Xiao Lan!"
Hearing the voice calling her, Ran Mouri came to her senses and looked at Sonoko Suzuki and Naya Kuno, whose faces were filled with concern and curiosity.
Sonoko Suzuki raised an eyebrow, looking at her with a teasing expression. "Ran, what are you thinking about? You're not thinking about your Shinichi, are you?"
"No way!" Ran Mouri retorted, her face slightly flushed. "It's not like I think about him all the time!"
Seeing the questioning looks in their eyes, Ran Mouri explained helplessly, "Actually, on that airship, Kaito Kid disguised himself as Shinichi. I don't know how he found out about Shinichi and me when we were kids, and he tricked me. But I recognized him in the end, and I called Shinichi afterwards to confirm."
"But then again, when I pinched Kaito Kid's face to check if he was disguised, he wasn't."
As she finished speaking, Ran Mouri frowned slightly.
"It's probably because Kaito Kid's original appearance is very similar to Kudo-kun's, so he was able to successfully impersonate him." Kuno Nayazuki said calmly, then paused slightly before adding with some surprise, "Wait a minute, if that's the case, could it be that Kaito Kid has impersonated Kudo-kun many times? Because he seems very skilled at it, and the current Kudo-kun is often nowhere to be found, so it's possible that someone else impersonated him, right?"
The room fell silent the moment she spoke.
"Well, it's not impossible!" Sonoko Suzuki exclaimed.
Ran Mouri paused for a moment, then her expression suddenly turned serious. "Indeed, because there have been many times when Shinichi has given me a strange feeling, but if it's because someone else is impersonating him, then that's a different story."
“So, next time I see Kudo-kun, I’ll have to observe him carefully first,” Kuno Naya suggested.
"Hmm!" Ran Mouri nodded very seriously, then, as if suddenly remembering something, continued:
"Speaking of which, every time Shinichi disappeared for a while and then reappeared, it seemed like he was always sick with a cold. Does that mean something?"
Sonoko Suzuki narrowed her eyes slightly and spoke in a low voice with the air of a 'Queen of Deduction', "Very suspicious."
“That’s right, because it’s such a coincidence. Even if he’s handling a very dangerous case, it’s unlikely that he’d be so busy that he’d get sick all the time, right?” Kuno Naya’s gaze was deep, her tone full of speculation.
In an instant, the three girls in the room seemed to transform into detectives.
Even Conan, who was far away in carriage number six, sneezed several times in a row.
"Oh, right, there's something else that I find strange..." Ran Mouri frowned slightly and spoke in a low voice.
"What?"
The other two perked up and waited for her to continue.
Ran Mouri blinked and shook her head. "No, it's nothing."
“Okay.” Sonoko Suzuki shrugged, glanced at the scenery rushing past the window, and changed the subject.
Kuno Naya took a sip of her black tea, her gaze sweeping lightly over Mouri Ran.
She knew what she had just wanted to say, but she didn't continue because of some considerations.
—Almost every time Shinichi Kudo appears, Conan is not present.
After they chatted for a while, someone suddenly knocked on the door.
"Ah, it must be Sera." Sonoko Suzuki got up to open the door.
Before getting on the bus, they had arranged for Sera Masumi to come and join them.
Before Sera Masumi could even sit down, there was another knock on the door. Ran Mouri went to open it again, but this time she didn't see anyone outside. However, when she looked down, she saw an envelope on the ground.
"Huh? What's this?"
"Open it and take a look."
Sera Masumi took the envelope from Ran Mouri, took out the card inside, and read its contents:
"Congratulations, you have been selected to be an accomplice. There is a passenger playing the role of the victim waiting for you in compartment B of carriage number seven. You need to temporarily switch rooms with him to make the puzzle more difficult and interesting."
"Oh dear, the mystery game has started so soon?" Kuno Nayazuki leaned back in her seat and said with a smile.
"Are we supposed to confuse the detectives about the location of the rooms? That sounds interesting. Let's go now." Sonoko Suzuki was looking forward to it and stood up to go with them to carriage number seven.
After they left, a figure walked to the outside of C, opened the door, and went inside.
Behefinger pulled down his hood and plopped down next to Kawasaki Maru, looking exhausted. "Ah, kids shouldn't try to sneak on the bus like me, but if this is the world of Detective Conan, then just ignore what I did."
Kawasaki Masuru glanced at him, picked up her cup, and poured him a glass of water.
"Thank you, E-chan."
Behrfinger took the cup and gulped it down in one go.
Then the room returned to silence.
Only when he heard a faint commotion outside did Qianzhu get up to open the door and check what was going on. He looked at the group of people outside with a slightly puzzled expression, "What's going on?"
Ran Mouri then explained to them that they had received cards for the mystery game.
Liu Qingyao, who followed them out, blinked. "Huh? Could it be that the game has become reality?"
He arrived at the door of Room B, where a security chain had been installed, and the door could only be opened a crack the width of a fist.
He peeked through the crack and said, "Hmm... that old man really seems to be dead."
Liu Qingyao gently made a door-opening motion, then suddenly ripped the security chain off, and gestured for them to enter, saying, "Come, please enter the room to examine the deceased, dear detectives."
Conan and Sera Masumi: "..."
Kawasaki Maru leaned against the doorway with her arms crossed, glanced at the corpse, and then looked at the sofa opposite the corpse, where there was still a bullet hole.
"Is it possible this was suicide? Because there was a security chain hanging in the room, wasn't there?"
"There are actually many ways to put on or take off a security chain outside the room," Liu Qingyao said calmly, scratching her head.
His composure was not at all abrupt, because everyone here, from Ran Mouri and the children, seemed quite used to it.
"That's right, and there were no burn marks on the deceased's temples. If it were suicide, the gun should have been pressed against the temples, causing burn marks on the head."
Sera Masumi pinched her chin with her fingertips, pondering as she spoke.
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