Oritis in the world of Detective Conan

Vermouth let down her tied-up long hair: "Hmph, let's not talk about this. We just passed each other in the corridor. What did you mean by that?"

"If we seize the initiative, please really stop this time and don't deal with her anymore. I mean it literally. Shinichi also said that Ai is our partner now."

"How foolish! Do you really think you have the upper hand?"

"You know what? Shinichi's team is already one step ahead of you."

"Leading?" Vermouth was a little confused.

"The girl named Sera who was unconscious in your room, we have already sent her back to her original room."

"Really? Then you guys are really quick. But it's strange, the little boy is performing a mystery show now, how many helpers do you have?"

"Well, guess what~" Yukiko nodded playfully. "I just said that a big star is coming to our place."

As for Subaru Okiya, he sent Sera back to the room and turned to look at the first mate and the sorcerer.

"So, are you going to start the action?"

The first mate straightened his clothes and said, "Yes, in a while, the passengers in the last few carriages will probably be tricked into leaving by the Black Organization."

The sorcerer checked his lie detector and spell props: "Well, we have to go meet up with our companions."

Before leaving, the first mate waved to Subaru Okiya and said, "If you like the performance later, we will send you the album of 'Pirate Radio'."

Okiya Subaru smiled and said, "Then I'll wait and see."

In carriage number eight, Conan continued to answer passengers' questions.

Mr. Noto: "Detective, isn't your reasoning a bit far-fetched? It's not easy to tamper with the security chain on my door. And if the call light in my room wasn't broken, the conductor wouldn't have come knocking on my door."

Ms. Izumi: "Yes, I asked the conductor to come over and check because of the noise from the watch in the room."

Conan said in the voice of Maori Kogoro: "Mr. Captain, I remember you said before that a set of conductor's uniforms was stolen. I think it was Mr. Anton who stole it. As long as he puts on that uniform and blends in with the pre-departure inspection, he can tamper with this car."

"Once he entered Room B, he could remotely control the watch in Miss Izumami's room to ring, leading the conductor to the door of Room E. He then used fishing line to open the door of his own Room C, creating the illusion that someone in the hallway had opened the door. Finally, he closed the door, pretending to be coming out of his own room, and approached the conductor and Miss Izumami to create an alibi."

"However, unfortunately, just as he was about to open his mirrored door, Ms. Kozue and Ms. Sumitomo from Room D opened the door. They might have noticed the fishing line mechanism, but since it was dark inside the train, they didn't notice it. Of course, it's also possible that they concealed this information to avoid being implicated."

Mr. Anton's modus operandi was now clear, and the other passengers were puzzled as to his motive for the murder.

Ms. Idenami: "But why did you, Mr. Anton, give Mr. Murohashi to..."

Mr. Noto: "Weren't you guys rescued together from the fire five years ago?"

"Yes, I still thought so two years ago," Mr. Anton said, his head bowed, explaining his motivation. "Until I discovered paintings that were supposedly destroyed in the fire were actually being sold in the auction market."

Everyone was shocked: "What?"

"In other words, the fire that year was not an accident, but was planned long ago?" The reporter spread out his notebook and began a new round of recording.

"Yes, because I investigated the owner of that painting, and the name I found out was Mr. Murohashi himself."

Amuro Toru spoke from behind: "So that's what happened. Mr. Murohashi stole the paintings from the house, and in order to cover up the theft, he set a fire, which ended up involving many innocent victims."

"That's right. That man, like us, always remembers those who died in the fire, which is why he boards this train every year. I've urged him to turn himself in, but when he was playing the victim in a mystery game and I was the criminal, waiting in the room for the child playing the detective to appear, he said this."

"'This kind of thing is really exciting. It makes you feel alive. Doesn't it remind you of the memory of being rescued from that fire and how hard it was to survive?' That's what he said."

The novelist adjusted his monocle. "I see. So you think Murohashi-san has absolutely no remorse and is completely hypocritical, which is why he did this?"

"That's right!" Mr. Anton was already in tears. "In that fire, my wife also died in the thick smoke..."

The reporter paused, writing, "But since you prepared those tools, that means you've been planning to kill Mr. Murohashi for a long time, and it wasn't just a spur-of-the-moment decision, right? While I sympathize with your situation, the consequences of the law still await you."

In Yukiko's room, she is still confronting Vermouth.

"Yukiko, even though you intend to trick us, the chances of you guys winning are..."

"Of course there's a chance of winning, because Shinichi has already found your weakness, Sharon."

Vermouth showed a helpless expression: "Don't tell me that because we are friends, you think I won't attack you?"

Yukiko smiled and said, "Well, that's partly the reason. However, Shinichi and Ai have both turned into children, and your organization doesn't know about it, so you must be hiding something. Shinichi said that something must have happened to you because of this medicine."

"And there's this guy called Itakura Taku." Yukiko noticed Vermouth's brow furrowing slightly across from her. "He's a special visual effects guy, and I heard you ordered some software from him. Shinichi was a bit surprised when he told me that. After all, there were rumors that you two had a dispute over a certain movie, and now you're at loggerheads."

"You seem to have commissioned him through voice changing. Is the software you were so desperate to order related to Shinichi and the others turning into children?"

Vermouth raised her gun and interrupted Yukiko: "That's enough, that's enough. You'd better stop fighting like a joke. I saw through this little trick a long time ago."

Yukiko began to put on her best-actress performance: "Fighting? What are you talking about?"

Vermouth smiled triumphantly. "If she discovers our whereabouts on the train, she will only take one action. She will take the antidote and return to her original form, so that the children around her will not be implicated."

"And you, having predicted her actions, planned to disguise yourself as her and fake your own death in front of the organization to protect her. However, since that woman isn't in your room, that means your plan hasn't succeeded. As for your disguise props, I've thrown them all away."