Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

Yun Xianhe gave a good review.

Curacao is indeed weak.

As a secret weapon cultivated by Rum, her best skill is not assassination.

But the current situation did not allow her to retreat.

After she reported her encounter with Yun Xianhe, that person quickly gave the order.

Whether alive, disabled, or dead.

They all have to be brought back to him.

Because of the explosion at the station in the distance, everyone's attention was drawn to it and no one paid attention to the situation here.

Yun Xianhe, who was originally on the platform, had to retreat to an open area after Curacao tried to threaten passers-by repeatedly.

Without surveillance and nothing getting in the way, the battle between the two became extremely simple.

The brave man who picked up a branch from the side took advantage of the fact that "an inch longer is an inch stronger".

The soft branches hit the opponent's arm hard, and the sound of breaking through the air sounded painful.

Curacao gritted his teeth and took a breath of cold air, looking at Yun Xianhe in disbelief:

"How could you be so harsh! Don't you know how to be modest?"

"Ok?"

Yun Xianhe shook the branch in his hand and felt that it didn't feel very good.

As he thought about it, he looked down at the branches, plucked off the few remaining leaves on them, and then broke off the twigs.

The branch that was barely straight formed a beautiful sword flower in the brave man's hand.

Looking at Curacao who was blocking in front of him with a dagger, Yun Xianhe made the starting motion of the flower sword and said expressionlessly:

"You are the enemy."

So even if it's a girl, he won't go easy on her.

Hearing this, Curacao curled his lips:

"Do you only see enemies and friends? Oh, yes, and insignificant passers-by."

Yun Xianhe did not respond to Curacao.

He just wanted to knock the other person down quickly and then find a way to get back to the original car.

Curacao had no idea what he was thinking, and the instructions coming from the invisible headset were cold and ruthless.

"Hold him."

The other party knew that she could hear it, and in order to avoid arousing Yun Xianhe's suspicion, he did not even force Curacao to respond.

Is support on the way?

Curacao doesn't know who the person coming is, but hopes he is someone who is good at close combat.

But the most critical question now is...

Phew—pop!

The branch that swung through the air hit the back of the knife, making a sharp clanging sound.

Feeling the force from above, Curacao retreated repeatedly, feeling bitter in his heart.

Can she really hold on until support arrives?

·

"Haven't you found it yet?!"

"Could it be that you missed it?"

"No! I searched every carriage, from front to back. With Brother Xianhe's obvious hair and appearance, there's no way I could have missed him!"

Conan was a little anxious.

For some reason, he always felt as if something bad was going to happen.

Hagiwara Kenji patted the little guy's shoulder soothingly, then turned to look at the frowning Morobushi Keimitsu:

"Xiao Yun will be fine. I'll go find the flight attendants and ask them to help."

It is impossible for such a big living person to disappear out of thin air.

Zhu Fu Jingguang shook his head as a lot of images of imprisonment, boxing, stuffing under seats... flashed through his mind.

No, it's impossible.

If someone really managed to subdue and kidnap Yun Xianhe in the car, the commotion would definitely be huge.

...drug?

Zhu Fu Jingguang's heart skipped a beat when he thought of this.

He looked down at Conan:

"Conan, have you ever seen anyone carrying a particularly large suitcase?"

"Extra large suitcase?"

Conan was stunned when he was suddenly asked this question, then he frowned and tried hard to recall.

Matsuda Jinpei, who was standing by, stood up and said:

"Hagi and I will go find the flight attendant first. We don't have enough time."

If someone really planned to pack Yun Xianhe into a suitcase and take him away, there would not be enough time left for them.

In another nine minutes, the train will arrive at the next station.

Once the kidnappers escape with the crowd, they will never find Yun Xianhe again.

"Then Jinping, you and Hagi start looking from the front, and we'll start looking from the back. Once we find it, we'll contact each other by phone."

When Zhu Fu Jingguang said this, his face turned bad for a moment.

If he had known earlier, he should have taken Yun Xianhe to buy a new mobile phone before coming back this morning.

In that case, they wouldn't have lost contact now.

Conan always felt that he had overlooked something, but he could only put that thought aside for the time being and follow everyone to start action.

The atmosphere in the carriage became inexplicably tense.

The two passengers with large suitcases who were checked successively were relatively cooperative, but they were a little unhappy about being woken up from their dreams.

There were also passengers who were unwilling to show their suitcases.

After all, there are a lot of private items in there.

In addition, some people are returning from a trip, and their things may not be packed as neatly as when they first set out.

"The train is about to arrive, ..."

"Oops…"

Conan exclaimed when he heard the prompt tone.

He looked at the passengers who had already started to get up and pack their luggage, and he became more and more anxious.

The train was so small, and they had searched everywhere. Where would the other party go?

Out of the corner of my eye I caught a glimpse of a figure with black hair and black eyes.

Conan suddenly stopped and looked over there intently.

There were two other people standing next to him, with the same black hair and black eyes.

The three of them didn't bring any luggage; they just stood at the door and looked at the scenery outside.

Their expressions were very serious and they looked anxious, as if they couldn't wait to jump out of the car.

But this is not what really attracts Conan.

But he seemed to have vaguely seen a hint of bright silver-white in the other person's hair.

Although it is different from Yun Xianhe's pure white, but, a wig?

Are these people all in disguise?

When no clues can be found, any suspicious points are worth further investigation.

Thinking of this, Conan ran over and pretended to be a child and asked:

"Uncle, have you ever seen a big brother with white hair, glasses, and different eye colors?"

09, whose jacket was being pulled, looked down.

He recognized Conan as the child following the adults.

[What to do? —09]

[Tell him. —552]

[Even if they got off the bus, they couldn’t get to the adults as quickly as we did. ——668]

[If it were another world, I would have jumped out of the window and chased after him! Damn it! Can I really not tear down this door? - 552]

[Don't cause trouble for adults. ——09]

After quickly contacting with the optical brain, 09 fixed his gaze on Conan who was examining him, and said in a flat voice:

"I've seen it."

"Really?! Where is it!"

"At the previous stop, he was pushed off the bus by someone."

In fact, 09 didn’t see how his master went down.

But given how obedient the other party is, it is absolutely impossible for him to do something like getting off the bus halfway.

Either they were pushed or they were threatened.

Now that I think about it, the guy who suddenly stood up to get something from the luggage rack and blocked the door was definitely in cahoots with the Black Organization.