Oritis in the world of Detective Conan

Chapter 177: The Dark Mysterious Train (Part 5)

"Who the hell are you..." Toru Amuro now doubted whether the gun in his hand could cause any real harm to the two people in front of him.

"Look how scared you are! We didn't do anything. You were the one who shot us first." The prisoner patted his projection device and readjusted the lens. "Besides, we didn't say we were going to do anything to that girl."

The forward muttered quietly: "It's because you just insulted him..."

"Alright." The prisoner clapped his hands. "No matter what you think, our purpose here is to protect that girl, which is exactly what you think. You don't want that girl to be killed by Vermouth, do you?"

Amuro Toru frowned: "So you are planning to..."

The prisoner picked up the communication device and said, "Just a reminder, Vermouth has placed a large number of bombs in the truck compartment. According to your plan, she will definitely not be able to hold on until your companions arrive. As soon as you disconnect the truck compartment, Vermouth will remotely control the bombs to explode."

Hearing the prisoner's words, Amuro Toru instinctively glanced back at the door at the end of the carriage. After all, according to his original plan, he intended to retrieve Shirley before Vermouth could make a move, then hand her over to the public security for protection, and then shift the blame to Oletus's people. Now, it seemed that they were the ones being led by the nose. Not only did the Oletus organization know about Vermouth's plan, they also had them plotted against.

"Then, according to our plan from early on, we will help cover it up." The prisoner casually threw the communicator to the forward and smiled, revealing his fangs.

The forward understood what he meant, picked up the prisoner and sprinted a hundred meters. After breaking the train window, he started roller skating on the side of the train at an extremely high speed.

Toru Amuro stuck his head out of the crack in the car window and couldn't help but widen his eyes when he saw how these two people could force Newton out of the coffin.

However, he still did not forget to send this message to Vermouth: "The Oritis Organization has intervened, and the plan may be affected."

Vermouth frowned as she looked at the message on her phone. "It seems you guys are well prepared too. Are you so determined to protect that girl?"

Hongdie did not answer, but walked silently to the window and looked at the scenery outside.

In Room B of Carriage No. 7, Conan was a little anxious because he had lost his source of information. After all, he didn't know what was happening in Carriage No. 8. Apart from knowing that Toru Amuro was Bourbon, he had no more information.

The sorcerer put away the communication device in his hand: "Almost."

Conan: "Almost what?"

Then Conan saw a rather outrageous scene: the sorcerer pulled the postman to the window, opened the car window, and pushed the postman out directly.

Conan was shocked: "What are you doing!"

But soon, an even more shocking scene happened. The vanguard running on the surface of the train caught the flying postman and threw the prisoner in from outside.

The prisoner landed with a thud in the middle of the room, then scrambled to his feet and complained, "I think I should consider getting shock absorbers, or my lens will eventually lose its ability to keep up."

That's right, the prisoner's projection lens was broken again. He sat on the sofa and replaced it with a new one.

"Our 'producer' is back? How's the filming progress?" the sorcerer teased.

The prisoner tugged at the film wrapped around his neck: "Don't worry, it's all saved. It will be perfect this time."

As soon as the prisoner finished speaking, the needle on the polygraph began to jump up and down. "I'll give you one more chance to reorganize your words."

"Well, the order of the films was messed up when they were taken out of my head." The prisoner immediately gave in.

The polygraph needle was still moving.

"Actually, I was hit by a bullet in the head, and the film might be damaged..."

The needle of the lie detector stopped moving.

The sorcerer showed a distressed expression: "So, the workload has increased again, right?"

Conan rubbed his eyes as he watched the scene before him, which completely changed his perception. "So you have someone waiting for you outside the train? But what exactly do you want to do?"

"You'll know soon. Jose should have taken control of the train's broadcasts by now."

Sure enough, there was a sound of microphone testing coming from the train's radio, followed by the first mate's voice.

"Good morning, ladies and gentlemen, this is Pirate Radio."

"On behalf of everyone at the Met, I have a life-or-death announcement for all passengers."

"A large number of bombs have been attached to the train, but it cannot be stopped in the normal way."

"Apparently, this train, and all of you, have less than an hour left."

"But what does it matter? Please allow me to promote our metropolitan philosophy to you: 'Entertainment to Death'!"

"Let us sail to the finish line amidst music and entertainment!"

Then, pleasant music came from the radio. It was "Metropolis" sung by Red Butterfly.

"Look, look, the mouthpiece is selling well! The media rhetoric is mass-produced! It's making headlines all over the newspapers."

As the song started, the postman and the vanguard outside the train also started to move. The postman's printer began to work rapidly, printing out newspapers, while the vanguard slid quickly on the train, scattering the printed newspapers to every carriage.

Inside the train, people panicked after hearing about a bomb on the train as they watched the windows gradually covered by newspapers, their panic growing even greater. Someone in the room picked up a newspaper that flew through the window. The headlines on it were repetitive: "Join the Metropolis" and "Entertainment to Death."

"The lights of the city are always focused on me~Singing for me, praising songs~Excessive happiness is sent to you~"

Hongdie looked at the newspapers flying in through the car window, picked one up with a smile, and folded it into a paper butterfly. "Now, this is my stage, two big stars."

Yukiko obviously hadn't expected Oritis's people to play such a big game: "Is the train really unstoppable?"

Hongdie smiled softly: "When 'Star Color' leaves, the train will stop running."

Vermouth sent the message to Gin with a vigilant look on her face.

“Even if this happiness is rented, let’s live it as if tomorrow will never come.”

Gin's face darkened when he received the news. "Oletus's men are actually on the train! They're actually interfering. They even said the train was planted with a bomb and would be unable to stop until it reached its destination."

"Throw away your sorrow, join the dance, and follow the pace of the metropolis~"

At this time, under the influence of the music, many passengers began to become dazed and started dancing in the carriage.

"Have fun and revel all night long~Excessive happiness is sent to you~"

Conan blocked his ears, trying to resist the brainwashing music, but saw that Haibara on the sofa opposite had fainted under the influence of the music. The prisoner took out a coat from his backpack and carefully covered her with it.

The sorcerer also stood up and prepared to leave the room: "It's just music that makes people dazed. Go to sleep, there won't be any sequelae."

Conan fell into a deep sleep and fell asleep on the sofa.

"Join the dance, indulge in the noise~Since nothing can be changed~"

Red Butterfly left the room and walked through the crowd who were partying and reveling to the music, just like a star walking across the red carpet.