"Hey, Bourbon, that kid shows up again. I hope you won't be blinded by personal feelings this time."

Vermode watched with joy as Gen Saikawa picked up the two children and sat them down on a seat out of her sight. She raised the corners of her lips meaningfully and looked lazily at the young man beside her who suddenly tensed up. Her charming blue eyes were filled with ridicule and subtle warnings.

"No matter what grudge you have against him that makes you dislike him, I hope you won't do anything in front of me and won't interfere with the mission."

Amuro Toru, who had transformed into a young man with black hair and black eyes, relaxed his body, pretending to be unconcerned as he leaned back in his seat with an unfathomable smile on his face:

"How could that be? I wouldn't go against a child."

Bermode chuckled coldly: "That would be best."

"I hope for the best!"

Vermouth was stunned and looked at the man and woman who suddenly broke out into an argument in front of the bus.

The polite black-haired gentleman had a gentle yet distant smile on his face. He leaned aside to avoid the pair of slender hands with red nail polish, and calmly pulled out a handkerchief from his chest and wiped his shoulders:

"Ms. Jiang Zi, please calm down."

Kobayakawa Eko's fair face was stained with red by such rude actions, and her eyes were almost smoldering with anger: "Who do you think you are? Are you so noble? How can you look down on others like this? Don't forget that I am your senior!"

Not feeling deflated enough, she raised her hand again, but was restrained by another slender and powerful hand just before she was about to strike.

The long-haired painter curled his beautiful eyes, and a soothing worry was revealed in his melancholy deep blue pupils:

"Ms. Jiang Zi, this won't do."

His attitude was much better than that of Eto Hara, who was a gentleman but looked down on him from head to toe. Kobayakawa Eko's attitude softened a lot, but she was still not in a good mood: "Mr. Hashiki Yu, you have nothing to do with this, please let go."

Hashiki Yu smiled and let go of her hand, saying softly:

"It's really dizzying to see such a beautiful lady with such an alluring blush on her face. But it would be such a pity if such a beautiful hand was injured because of this. It would really make people feel sad."

Her heart trembled at the sight of those affectionate eyes. Kobayakawa Eko waved her hands uncomfortably, blushed shyly, and covered her mouth with her hands while laughing: "What, what! Really, Mr. Hashiki, you are really good at talking, hahaha..."

Conan and Sugawa Gen who witnessed the whole process:

That’s enough. You fell into the sweet trap too quickly. You should at least be more firm in your attitude, Miss Jiangzi.

Conan held his face in his hands in boredom, his elbows resting on his legs, and couldn't help showing dead fish eyes: "That's enough, what kind of weird people are on this bus?"

Sugawa Gen gently patted the still trembling Huihara Ai in his arms and whispered:

"Indeed, the piano prince who looks like a gentleman but is actually a person with a severe cleanliness obsession and an inexplicable sense of superiority, the famous singer who appears gentle and elegant in front of the public but is actually irritable and easily angered, the sprinter who never smiles in front of the public, the playboy painter who speaks sweet words, and..."

"And the beauty pageant winner who seems to have no interest in anything, right?"

Sugawa Gen and Conan raised their heads in surprise and looked at the woman with big red waves sticking out from the gap between the seats.

The bright-looking woman winked at the two of them and said in a low, sexy voice:

"Hello everyone, I'm Mori Nana, the new champion of this year's Japan National Beauty Pageant."

She laughed and said, "Although I agree with your idea, it is not very gentlemanly to speak ill of others behind their backs."

Being caught saying bad things about others is the worst thing!

Conan's mouth twitched slightly, and he hid behind Gen Sugawa very loyally and pushed him forward.

Qichuan Yuan opened his eyes wide and said: Hey! You guys!

Conan shrank back silently: That's what you said, I don't care.

Qichuan Yuan glanced at him, feeling so embarrassed that his scalp was numb. He forced himself to look into the pair of deep black eyes in front of him and said angrily, "Ah, sorry. I'm really sorry."

"It's okay," said Mori Nana, who didn't care. "There are so many hypocritical people on this bus. I'm surprised to see such a simple and straightforward boy. I'm just worried about having no one to talk to. I see you guys have nothing to do, so come and chat with me."

"Besides..."

She winked at Qichuan suggestively: "Your appearance suits my taste——"

Qichuan Yuan hugged Huiyuan tightly, and tilted his head back with a stiff expression:..

My God, you are the most abnormal person in this car!

Conan secretly peeked out from behind Sugawa Gen and looked at the woman with a mysterious expression.

However, the next second his clothes tightened and his body suddenly became airborne.

Matsuda Jinpei narrowed his eyes and shook the glasses in his hand: "Hey, little brat, his hand is still injured, be careful!"

He sighed, looked at Mori Nana warily, and pulled Qichuan Yuan up by his tie again, and said stiffly:

"Excuse me miss, these two kids are going to sit with us."

Mori Nana's eyes lingered on the faces of Matsuda Jinpei and Sugawa Gen, and then looked at Conan who was being held in the air. The curve of her mouth became bigger and bigger, and a kind of crazy excitement suddenly burst out in her eyes, and even her voice trembled a little:

"Ah, go ahead."

Matsuda Jinpei frowned and hurriedly carried the two people away from Mori Nana. From a distance, he heard her mumbling inexplicably: "It's so beautiful, it's really heaven——"

After pressing the two kids to the chairs, Matsuda Jinpei unhappily took out his lollipop and put it in his mouth, unable to help but complain: "What kind of person is this, to lay hands on such minors?"

And what kind of look is that? She looks at her prey with greed, which is really annoying!

Matsuda Jinpei tapped Sugawa Gen's head and said, "You three, stop running around, okay?"

His gaze paused, and he noticed the trembling Haibara Ai in the arms of Sugawa Gen, and his expression became serious: "What's wrong with Ai?"

"No, it's okay," Huihara Ai slowly opened her eyes, her voice trembling as she clutched Sugawa Gen's clothes tightly, "It's just a little cold."

Matsuda Jinpei sighed, took off his coat and wrapped it around Haibara Ai, leaning lazily against Sugawa Gen in his seat: "Really, it's been so unsuccessful since the beginning. I always feel that this time it won't be peaceful. And everyone on this train is more or less a little strange."

He bit the lollipop hard and said incoherently, "You guys better stay away from that red-haired woman, you know, she looks weird."

"Hey, it's not just him. I advise you and that kid with glasses to stay away from that woman as well."

Several people looked in astonishment at the sprint legend Yu Quanyuanxin who had been standing silently in the corner without saying a word. He didn't look like the kind of person who would gossip behind others' backs.

Yu Quanyuanxin nodded to a few people indifferently, as if he had not said such words, and turned to look out the window.

Conan's heart tightened, and he raised his head in a curious manner: "Uncle, why do you say that?"

Yu Quanyuanxin's mouth twitched into a sarcastic smile, his words full of obscure sarcasm: "This guy is a blue-eyed, black-haired enthusiast. You've been targeted by her, so be careful."

"Enthusiast?"

Qichuan Yuan was slightly startled, "What do you mean?"

Yu Quanyuanxin looked at Qichuan Yuan with an unpredictable expression: "That is the kind of demon who dug out your eyes and kept you as a specimen. Especially since you are as outstanding as this gentleman and have curly hair, you are her favorite."

"So, if there is nothing else, it's best to ignore that woman."

As if he had just said this for the sake of giving instructions, after finishing his words, Yu Quanyuanxin put on his headphones and leaned against the window, as if he had fallen asleep, but it was clear that he had no desire to talk.

"What..."

Matsuda Jinpei frowned, but it was obvious that he had taken his words to heart. He nudged Sugawa Gen with his elbow and lowered his voice:

"Hey, why don't we go back? It feels like there aren't many normal people in this car."

Sugawa Gen continued to gently soothe the trembling Huihara Ai, and said nonchalantly: "But Officer Matsuda is also worried, isn't he? You don't want to go back either."

"What do you mean?"

"You're obviously very concerned about these people, aren't you? Whether it's the weird waitress or Ms. Mori Nana who is suspected of illegal behavior, Matsuda doesn't want to let them go, right?"

Matsuda Jinpei frowned, looked into Sugawa Gen's calm but very confident blue eyes, and rubbed Sugawa Gen's head helplessly: "You bastard..."

"Don't rub my head, you curly-haired idiot."

Qichuan Yuan shrank back in disdain, "Just do whatever you want to do. I won't hold you back."

Matsuda Jinpei clenched his fist and clamped the man at his elbow unhappily: "Idiot, you are already a burden in your current state. Who do you think I am doing this for?"

"Well, okay, I know Matsuda is worried about me."

"Who would worry about an idiot like you?"

"Yeah, got it—"

"Tsk, you bastard!"

Conan looked at Yu Quanyuanxin thoughtfully, and suddenly turned his gaze away to interrupt the childish conversation between the two. "Hey, let me ask you, is it possible for an athlete to have a connection with such an unrelated person?"

Qichuan Yuan was stunned and asked hesitantly, "Why, are you talking about Mori Nana?"

"Yes, don't you think it's strange that an athlete and a beauty pageant champion, why does Yu Quanyuan know so much about Mori Nana?"

Matsuda Jinpei narrowed his eyes and continued, "Maybe we just happened to know each other."

"No, Mori Nana doesn't know Yu Quan Yuanxin. She mentioned these people just now. But when she mentioned Yu Quan Yuanxin, she acted very unfamiliar. She didn't even know his name. After we mentioned that he was an athlete, she said, "I only pay attention to handsome men and beautiful women. I would never even look at a muscular guy like this."

He reasoned carelessly like this, without any scruples. Sugawa Gen noticed that Matsuda Jinpei was becoming more and more suspicious, and he coughed a few times stiffly:

"Ahem, Conan, we are traveling, let's not play this kind of detective game."

Conan shuddered. He looked into the curly-haired police officer's subtle blue eyes with a cold sweat on his face. He touched the back of his head and laughed dryly:

"Ahahaha, I see. I was just making a wild guess."

Matsuda Jinpei: ..

This kid is really suspicious.

As we were talking, the bus passed through the hidden and lush forest and slowly stopped in front of a magnificent villa.

The short-haired maid stood up and said calmly:

"Dear guests, we have arrived at Huanghun Villa. Please get off the car and be led to the hall for dinner by the servants."

I don't know when a bright red carpet was laid in front of the car door, and it was even more vivid after being washed by the rain. Men and women in black suits were waiting here respectfully, holding bright red umbrellas, and lined up on both sides of the red carpet. The formation was so large...

It was as if Sugawa Gen had instantly returned to the romance girls' manga, and he sighed, "It really feels like the exaggerated plot in the domineering president literature."