I’m the Pay Thief at the Winery

Sure enough, Nan Ling saw Conan standing in the middle of the corridor as soon as he got to the first carriage on the second floor.

Speaking of which, doesn't anyone find it annoying to have a child here?

Hmm... There are a total of 4 people with black briefcases...

Strange, isn't it a classic choice of three?

Nan Ling casually glanced at the four people.

An office worker, an office worker woman, an old grandfather who doesn't let go of a black box, a guy who looks a bit like a hooligan.

Well, three men and one woman, the answer is already there.

Nan Ling whistled in his heart.

In his impression, the prisoner this time was a woman. So it must be the female office worker who didn't run away.

There is no suspense... It seems that this time there is no fun, it is better to watch Conan's performance later.

However, usually the tricks of disarming a bomb or preventing an explosion are designed to be successful at the last second. Then if Conan didn't get any important clues because of his intervention...

Wouldn't that be the end?

After all, I was also in this car, so I might as well do Conan a favor.

"Conan-kun." Nan Ling greeted the little detective, squatted down and patted his shoulder, "Why do you always run around? Well, I'll take you back, don't let Miss Lan worry."

Conan was immersed in his reasoning, but before he could come up with a result, he was pulled away.

It's Nan Ling.

Alas, my luck is too bad, I was found so quickly.

"Ah! Wait, Brother Nan! I have something very important to tell you."

Conan also tried to find the conductor just now, but what a child said was unconvincing.

But Nan Ling... If it was Nan Ling, I might believe it. Conan felt that Nan Ling treated him differently from others.

Although it is also a tone for children, but unexpectedly makes people feel empathized. This kind of person may be very talented to be a psychiatrist.

"Okay, what's the matter?" Nan Ling smiled gently.

Ah, I always feel that this kind of smile is really super unsuitable to appear on my face.

My face felt stiff.

"I just overheard that someone put a bomb on this train! It's in the black briefcase of this car, and it will be detonated by the passengers themselves at 3:10!"

Conan tried to speak in his most serious tone.

Don't say it, it's really pretty.

"Bomb..." Nan Ling rubbed his chin and thought for a while, "How long is it until ten past three?"

"There are eleven minutes left! We have to act quickly, otherwise we will run out of time!" Conan said anxiously when he saw that Nan Ling seemed to believe it.

"Okay, then let's go find out where the bomb is." Nan Ling, like a brother who dotes on his younger brother, snapped his fingers briskly, "The reasoning game begins."

Conan sighed.

Sure enough, I still don't believe it's true... Probably thought it was a game he imagined himself.

However, as long as Nan Ling is willing to accompany him to play this "game", he will be able to find out where the bomb is!

Now I don't have time to refute whether this is true or not. With an adult like Nan Ling following along, my words will be a little more valuable.

Damn, this body is really a drag!

Conan was pulled by Nan Ling to visit several suspects separately.

First of all, it's the guy who looks like a rogue.

"I'm sorry." Nan Ling smiled and patted the strong man with sunglasses and a gold chain, "May I ask if there are bombs in your suitcase?"

Conan: "!"

Woohoo! So direct!

Conan was taken aback by Nan Ling's straightforward questioning.

"No, Brother Nan, they didn't know there was a bomb in the suitcase." Conan tugged at the corner of Nan Ling's shirt.

"Ah, so that's the setting?" Nan Ling smiled at Conan, and whispered to the passenger, "I'm sorry, my children have to play some kind of bomb-finding game, causing you trouble. "

Conan sighed.

He knew it. Nan Ling really didn't take it seriously.

However, for the time being, his purpose has been achieved.

"Go, go, don't disturb my newspaper." The man said rather rudely.

Nan Ling smiled and walked to the next person.

The suspect was an old man, holding the black suitcase tightly in his hands, as if there was something very important in it.

"The bomb will explode as soon as it is hit hard, so this person is very suspicious." Conan's lens flashed a white light.

"I think we can pass this person directly." Nan Ling lowered his head and said.

"Why?"

"Good question!" Nan Ling immediately became interested, squatted down to face Conan, and said mysteriously, "Today I'll teach you a reasoning skill—"

"—The one who looks the most suspicious is definitely not the murderer!"

Conan: "...?"

Is there something wrong with this man?

Is it me or you?

Nan Ling looked at Conan's speechless expression and shook his head.

This child is still too young. Conan has been serialized for so many years, which case did not follow this rule? This is the golden rule.

"Think about it, if the most suspicious person in detective novels is the prisoner, then there is no suspense in this novel." com "Do you think what I'm saying makes sense?"

"Indeed... ah no! How can the plot of a novel be applied in real life?" Conan wiped his sweat.

Just now I actually thought that this really makes sense... No, no, as a detective, you can't be superstitious!

"Anyway, I think we can look at others first." Nan Ling glanced around, "There are two people left... That man doesn't have a good temper at first glance, so..."

"So...?" Conan asked subconsciously.

"So he is definitely not the one with the bomb." Nan Ling said decisively.

Conan: "???"

He felt that his brain was not enough.

The logic of your reasoning is so inexplicable!

No, by the way, do you have any logic?

"The second reasoning skill." Nan Ling smiled wickedly, "Those who seem to be bad guys are either innocent or victims."

Conan once again felt that he couldn't understand Nan Ling's brain circuit.

He was wrong.

Why did he think that this person with strange logic would have the talent to be a detective!

Conan stared at Nan Ling for a few seconds with a black line on his face.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Nan Ling rubbed two handfuls of Conan's hair, "Now there's only that lady left. I bet the bomb must be in her bag, how about it, believe it or not?"

Conan was almost dazed by Nan Ling's unusual brain circuits.

"Xin Xinxin, hurry up and ask."

There are still about five minutes before the explosion time. He should be in a hurry now...

Why do you feel like you can't feel any urgency at all?

It must be because Nan Ling is an unreliable adult!