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This woman is Freya.
"Conan!" Seeing this, Mao Lilan quickly pulled Conan back.
[The dead person... is Freya? ]
Although he was a little confused by the appearance of the female detective, Takagi Wataru still explained:
"The deceased left carriage No. 3 and went to the restroom. Not long after, I heard gunshots at the door. When I opened the door, I saw what was happening now..."
"It sounds like the deceased committed suicide?"
The female detective glanced at Freya in the restroom, and just when she was about to go in to check the situation, several passengers came over.
"Hey, what the hell is going on here? Can we go to the bathroom?"
Seeing this, the female detective reached out and closed the bathroom door.
"Ah, it's okay, it's just that the toilet is a little clogged. Our staff is repairing it. Don't worry, everyone. If you need to go to the toilet, you can go to the restroom in car one first. I'm sorry to bother you all..."
The conductor was obviously very experienced in dealing with this kind of situation, and he persuaded all the passengers to leave with just a few words.
"Conan, let's go back first. We can leave this to Officer Takagi and the others..." As if she was shocked by Freya's death scene, Mao Li Ran, with a pale face, grabbed Conan's shoulder and suggested.
"But here..."
"Little Maori sister is right. It's better for children not to stay in a place like this."
Conan was about to say something when a voice suddenly sounded behind him. He turned around and saw it was Shimizu Akiko.
Shimizu Akiko walked forward, raised her hand and rubbed Conan's head, and asked Takagi Wataru with a smile:
"Officer, do Japanese police have a tradition of needing children to help solve cases?"
"Well, I don't have that..." When asked by her, Takagi Shigeru replied a little embarrassedly.
"Look."
After getting his answer, Qingshui Akiko looked down at Conan again and said with a smile: "The police officer said that children cannot be left in such a dangerous place. Just leave it to the police uncle. Go back with your sister."
"Can……"
"Ok?"
Conan was about to refute when he saw Shimizu Akiko's eyes suddenly narrowed. A bone-chilling chill instantly swept through his body, making him shudder subconsciously, and he couldn't say a word of defense.
[What's going on? This woman...]
"Okay, let's go back quickly." The invisible chill instantly dissipated, and that kind and gentle smile appeared on her face again, and Shimizu Akiko said again.
This time, Conan didn't say anything extra. He looked at Shimizu Akiko deeply, and followed Mouri Ran away obediently.
After watching the two leave, Shimizu Akiko looked at Takagi Wataru again and said, "I'm very sorry that those two kids have caused you trouble."
"Oh, that's all right, but you are..."
"Qiyomizu Akiko is Mr. Maori's friend. Mr. Maori may have been busy with work these past two days and fell asleep on the train.
If it is not necessary, I hope the officer will not disturb him. After all, I don't think the police are to the point where they cannot solve the case without the help of a detective, right?"
Putting aside these words, Qingshui Qiuzi glanced at the female detective standing at the door of the bathroom, turned and left.
"Haha, you are really a woman with sharp words..." At this time, Takagi Shigeru raised his hand and touched his head, and replied somewhat embarrassedly.
He actually wanted to refute Qingshui Akiko's last sentence, but he couldn't find the right words to refute, he didn't have the confidence...
"Conductor!"
At this moment, a conductor suddenly ran over and shouted in panic:
"Oh no! A passenger just reported that a bomb was found in the restroom of Carriage 1!"
"What?! A bomb?! Is this a terrorist attack?"
Hearing this, the female detective turned around and ran towards carriage number one without hesitation.
"Wait! I'm going too!" Behind her, Takagi Shigeru and the train conductor hurriedly followed.
The three of them ran back and forth through carriage No. 2 and came to the restroom at the connection between carriages No. 1 and No. 2.
The female detective carefully opened the bathroom door. There was no one inside, except for a glowing time bomb tied to the side of the toilet tank.
"It's actually a bomb?!"
Seeing this, Takagi Shigeru looked serious and quickly took out his cell phone and dialed the Metropolitan Police Department.
The matter is serious. It is no longer a problem he can solve alone. He must report the situation to the Metropolitan Police Department.
"Do we need to stop the train first?" the conductor asked worriedly.
The female detective did not answer him. She walked forward cautiously and carefully observed the time bomb.
However, after observing it for a while, her brows frowned, and without hesitation, she reached out and pulled the bomb down.
"Wow!" This action scared Takagi Wataru and the train conductor behind her half to death.
"This bomb is fake, a plastic toy." said the female detective, looking at the fake toy in her hand.
"Huh? Fake?"
Takagi Wataru, who had already dialed the number, was stunned.
"Why would someone put a fake toy here?"
[Yeah, why would someone put a fake toy here? ]
It's bait!
Looking at the two people behind her with puzzled expressions, the female detective suddenly thought of a possibility.
At this time, the train broadcast also sounded in a very cooperative manner.
"The train is about to arrive at Shin-Yokohama Station. Passengers getting off please be prepared..."
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This so-called bomb was simply a bait to lure them here!
As the broadcast sounded, the train gradually stopped. The female detective, realizing that she had been deceived, quickly rushed back with Takagi Shigeru and the train conductor.
"Conductor, please contact the announcer immediately and tell them that a murder has occurred on the train. Ask all passengers to stay on the train and not leave without permission!" Takagi Wataru said hurriedly.
At the same time, he also contacted the guards on duty at Shin-Yokohama Station by phone and asked them to temporarily block the entrances and exits of Shin-Yokohama Station.
"Oh, okay!" Upon hearing this, the conductor hurriedly picked up the walkie-talkie hanging on his chest.
The female detective returned to the restroom in carriage number three as quickly as possible, opened the door quickly and looked inside.
However, contrary to the three's expectations, nothing changed inside.
The bathroom was empty. Freya's body was still quietly leaning on the toilet, with the small pistol in her hand. Blood was slowly flowing down her cheek from the bullet hole in her temple.
"It seems... nothing happened?" Takagi Wataru looked at the scene with a puzzled look.
They had always thought that someone had deliberately used the bomb to trick them all away and took the opportunity to do something to Freya's body...but now it seems that this is not the case?
"No, it has already happened."
The female detective looked at Freya's body with cold eyes.
"Her body had been moved."
Although Freya's body looked basically the same as before, she noticed some differences in details.
The most obvious thing is Freya's legs. Before, Freya was leaning on the toilet with her legs together, but now they have strangely become an inward-facing shape.
In addition, there are changes in hair, messy clothes, etc.
Obviously, the dead will not move. Someone must have touched her body when they left just now.
The female detective stepped forward immediately. She first reached out and touched Freya's neck, and the expression on her face suddenly became a little strange.
Then she reached directly into Freya's clothes.
"Eh?! Um, Miss Detective..."
Just as Takagi Shigeru was trying to stop her in a panic, the female detective pulled her hand away, with an even weirder expression on her face.
"She...seems to have just died?"
"what?"
Takagi Wataru was stunned for a moment, then quickly reached out to test Freya's body temperature. Of course, he did not put his hand directly into her clothes like the female detective, but just felt it on her forearms.
hot?
Feeling the warmth of Freya's forearm in the sleeve of her clothes, Takagi Shigeru was also a little confused.
Freya's hand still maintained a considerable temperature, almost the same as the temperature of his own arm.
But this shouldn’t be the case!
From the first gunshot until now, more than ten minutes have passed. Logically, Freya's body temperature, especially that of her limbs, should have started to cool down by now. How could it still remain so high?
"What exactly is going on?"
Without answering him, the female detective took the pistol from Freya's hand and fiddled with it a little.
"It's fake. It's a model gun."
Handing the pistol to Takagi Wataru, the female detective looked at the wound on Freya's temple.
"Fake?" Takagi Shigeru looked at the fake gun in his hand, his mind confused.
This gun is completely a model. It feels so light in the hand that I can't even pull the trigger.
"How could this happen? The gunshots before..."
"But the wound is real." Looking at Freya's wound, the female detective continued, "The gunshot wound on her temple is real. She was shot dead. This is indeed her fatal wound."
She withdrew her gaze, thought for a while, and then said:
"Officer, I think the deceased was probably not dead when we first stood at the door of this restroom."
"what?"
"The deceased may have staged a fake death for herself for some unknown reason, and her actual death should have been when we were all attracted by the bomb and went to carriage No. 1.