Chapter 1337 Third Party Forces (Please Vote and Subscribe!!!)

"The cause of death was a gunshot wound to the right temple."

Beside the corpse that looked like a middle school student, Kidd and Conan stepped forward and carefully inspected the wound.

"Is this suicide?"

The conductor asked tremblingly:

"He was holding a pistol and it looked like he might have committed suicide."

"It can't be suicide."

Kidd shook his head:

"In addition to the gunshot wounds, there was congestion remaining on the rear brain stem of the body. Judging from the degree of tearing of the wounds, it should have been caused by blunt force."

"If nothing else goes wrong, the deceased should have been attacked from behind with a blunt instrument before he was alive. After being knocked unconscious, he was moved to box 8-B, and then shot in the temple. The technique of faking it into a suicide scene was too clumsy. Full of flaws."

Behind the crowd, Vodka looked slightly unnatural, smacked his mouth twice, feeling uncomfortable all over.

In his eyes, Kidd's words hit him directly in the face with a loud slap.

"Mr. conductor, you are the person on duty. Didn't you see the suspect entering and exiting compartment 8-B?"

Kidd asked:

"Even if it's a suspicious person."

"No."

The conductor looked confused:

"I had a bad stomach this morning, so I stayed in the bathroom. I wanted to find someone to take over, but they are currently in a meeting to discuss the detective game."

"Detective game?"

Conan took out the envelope in his arms:

"Didn't the game start early?"

"Impossible. The train is expected to arrive at the terminal at 2:45 pm. It's just after 11 o'clock. How can the game start?"

The conductor took the envelope and opened it:

"Huh? Although the handwriting and letter paper materials are the same as ours, the techniques described above are completely different!"

"So the letter is fake?"

"Um."

Of course, acting requires a complete performance. At this time, Conan was completely involved in the drama. He seemed not to know that the letter was a trap. In conjunction with his previous actions, it also dispelled some of Gin's doubts.

If Sakaki and Conan were a team, wouldn't they exchange information?

Of course, based on these alone, Gin would not believe Sakaki.

"The clothes this corpse was wearing did not match the figure and were baggy."

While Conan was talking to the conductor, Kidd was not idle and began to search the bodies for clues.

Gin didn't tell him all the plans, everything needed to be explored on his own, or rather

Gin even wanted to see how Kidd behaved after discovering that Murohashi Etoto had shrunk.

Soon, Kidd found two identical letters and wallet from the corpse's arms.

There is Murohashi Etsuto's driver's license in his wallet. Based on the information on the driver's license, he compared it with the corpse.

Kidd's eyes suddenly flashed, he raised his head in surprise and looked at the body.

His facial expressions changed naturally and his acting skills were lifelike, as if he had no idea about the effects of APTX4869. His whole person fell into a state of shock. It was very similar to Gin's expression when he saw Etsuto Murohashi change into a child. It can no longer be described as wonderful. .

but

He did not conclude that Murohashi Etsuto had become a child based on a driver's license.

After all, for a normal person, it is too far-fetched for a living person to change his or her size anywhere. It is not as credible as someone putting this suit of clothes on a middle school student.

"Mr. conductor, please notify other staff immediately and ask them to look for a passenger named Murohashi Yuto."

Kidd said:

"This is very important, please act quickly."

"Ah good."

Although the conductor was a little confused, he still followed Kid's instructions and notified other colleagues. Within half a minute, a missing person announcement was heard on the train announcement above, informing Murohashi Etoto to immediately go to the 8th carriage. .

At the same time, other staff also took action, searching for traces of Murohashi Etsuto on the train.

a few minutes later

"Mr. Sakaki Makoto, no passenger named Etsuto Murohashi was found on the train."

The conductor put down the intercom, swallowed, and looked in disbelief.

As a staff member on the train, he had the right to know the names of the passengers in each compartment, and Etsuto Murohashi did indeed appear on the passenger list he had.

What's more, this is not the first time Etsuto Murohashi has taken a mysterious train, and many conductors know him.

"Missing?"

Kidd frowned, lost in thought.

Just then

Suddenly a familiar voice came from outside the door:

"What happened here?"

Kidd turned around and his eyes suddenly lit up:

"Brother Hattori! Mr. Mori!"

Standing outside the door were Hattori Heiji and Mouri Kogoro who had rushed over after hearing the news. The corridor, which was originally not spacious, was overcrowded and seemed very crowded.

Fortunately, Conan didn't see Mao Lilan in the crowd, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Okay, now, the situation in the 8th carriage is absolutely unprecedented. Not only the main backbone of the black organization are gathered together, but also Kyogoku Shin, Sera Masumi, Kaitou Kidd and Mouri Kogoro.

The whole carriage was a mess!

Of course, there are more confusing situations.

Behind Gin's wheelchair, a figure appeared, a bearded man with short white hair and a right eye covered with burn scars.

Kurodabei!

His appearance was beyond everyone's expectations.

"Manager Kuroda, why are you here?"

Seeing Kuroda Bei, Mouri Kogoro quickly stepped forward and shook hands with him:

"Are you also invited to participate in this mysterious journey?"

"So be it."

Kuroda Hei's facial muscles were tense and he was unsmiling. His cold left eye glanced at Gin, Rum and others, and finally stopped at the corpse:

"Who died?"

"It's not certain yet."

Seeing that the situation was gradually getting out of control, Kidd had no choice but to go with the flow and handed over his wallet:

"There is a driver's license found on the body here. It belongs to a middle-aged man named Murohashi Etsuto, but the deceased was a middle school student."

"Um."

Kurodabei looked at the driver's license:

"Ten years ago, I encountered a strange case. The prisoner disguised himself as a missing person, took off his clothes, put them on the deceased, and then set the house on fire, burning the body beyond recognition."

"At that time, the Japanese police had not yet mastered DNA testing technology, so they could only determine the identity of the deceased through the traces left at the scene, which almost allowed the criminal to succeed."

DNA testing technology was invented by Yingguo geneticist A.J. Jeffries in 1984, but 10 years ago in 1987, DNA testing technology was not popular at all.

"Do you suspect Murohashi Etsuto is the real prisoner?"

Kidd raised his eyebrows:

"But there was no fire in the carriage."

"I'm just telling you that the prisoner may use similar tactics."

Kuroda Bingwei said noncommittally:

"Go and ask other passengers in the car to see if there are any missing persons and let them identify the deceased."

"at the same time."

"I want to conduct routine interrogations on the other passengers in carriage 8."