Chapter 674: The Fishing Line of the Big Dipper

April 3rd, Saturday, morning, Chinai Station, Hokkaido Kamiiso-gun, Hokkaido No. 3, No. 1 dormitory, compartment 1.

Mori, Hattori, Kazuha, Ran, and Sonoko left after eating their own breakfast. Fujiki Hideko came in and removed the tableware from Mori and the others, put on French dishes mainly made of Ishikoshi beef, and asked, "By the way , Miss Mei Daizi, I heard that the investigation will take some time, may I ask, do you need to transfer a locomotive to take your carriage away first?"

"Huh?" Mei Daizi looked at Yamazaki.

"Thank you, no need." Yamazaki said, "The game is in the afternoon, we are not in a hurry."

"Yes, I understand." Fujiki Hideko said.

Yamazaki asked: "By the way, do you know the investigation status of No. 4 car, can you tell me?"

"Okay, sir." Fujiki Hideko said, and then talked about the investigation status of the fourth car.

"Fishing gear?" Yamazaki asked.

"Is there any problem?" Mei Daizi asked, "Is the prisoner Mr. Kayue Liza?"

"The possibility is very high," Yamazaki said, "Look, first of all, he is the one who booked tickets for Mr. Izumo. Although the No. 4 carriages are all luxury single-class first-class carriages, there are differences due to different locations, so Although there are three tickets and one of the three choices, which room he will live in is actually determined when booking the ticket."

"Uh," Mei Daizi thought for a while and said, "It's really like this."

"Secondly, I heard that Mr. Izumo was talking about business. I guess it was at noon, so I took the Big Dipper train with a dormitory." Yamazaki said.

"Why is that?" Mei Daizi asked.

"Because of the condition," Yamazaki said, "Take the Big Dipper to get a good night's sleep and recharge your spirits. If you fly by plane, it's very fast to fly here in the morning."

"Then just fly here one day in advance." Mei Daizi said.

"Then how can I do it?" Yamazaki said with a smile, "In that case, you will be at a disadvantage and talk to people about business. Those who wait for people are usually in a passive position. It is already very passive to talk about business from Tokyo to Hokkaido. Waiting for a day, then there is no momentum. But taking the Big Dipper is different, it is a sightseeing train, as long as you arrive at the venue at the right time, the momentum will be different immediately, as if you are saying, 'I am just here to play. , Talking about business, this is just a drop in the road', this can make a difference."

"Ha, it's like the violent organization negotiations on TV." Mei Daizi smiled, and then asked, "Then why is Mr. Izumo still at the dining car so late?"

"I guess Mr. Kagoshi said to Mr. Izumo that someone slipped a note or told him that he is going to tell Mr. Izumo who is the insider in the jewelry store. Let Mr. Izumo wait in the dining car, don't Leave, that person will meet with Mr. Izumo at an appropriate time." Yamazaki said, "This matter is more important than business to some extent, so Mr. Kagoshi stayed in the dining car and waited until the early morning."

"It makes sense." Mei Daizi said.

"In fact, Mr. Kagoshi also booked a ticket for Mr. Asama, and said similar things to him. Mr. Izumo asked him to board the Big Dipper train. He will go to him at night to talk about the inner ghost, and he will pay a large sum of money. Money, let him wait, and provide a name." Yamazaki said.

"It turned out that Mr. Asama was waiting for Mr. Kagoshi." Mei Daizi said.

"That's right." Yamazaki said, "After Mr. Kagoe knocked Mr. Asama down, he took off his clothes,

After setting up the scene, this scene is that Mr. Asama was passed through the waist by a fishing line, and was hung out of the car window with the fixed furnishings in his bedroom as a fulcrum, and both ends of the fishing line were in Mr. Send one end of the fishing line to Mr. Asama’s dormitory with the fishing rod, and then arrange it in the past. After finishing, use the fishing rod to send the fishing line back to your own dormitory, then tie up the end of the line, and then go to Mr. Asama’s dormitory. Make a loose buckle of a fishing line and install it on the door, connect it to the fishing line that can be cut, then pretend to be Mr. Kayue, go to the dining car to commit murder, and then come back and make an illusion of entering the room and closing the door, jumping out of the car to escape. "

"I see, he must have taken the opportunity to go back to the room and cut the fishing line, and then the fishing line was taken away by Mr. Asama." Mei Daizi said.

"That's right, but he just cut one of the looped lines, huh?" Yamazaki frowned at this point.

"What's wrong, brother, is there something wrong?" Mei Daizi asked.

Yamazaki said to Fujiki Hideko: "Miss Fujiki, please find someone to look under the No. 4 carriage immediately to make sure that there is nothing wrong with the wheels."

"Wheel? Okay, I'll go right away." Fujiki Hideko said and walked away quickly.

"Why is that?" Mei Daizi asked, and then said in surprise, "By the way, those threads might be entangled in the wheels."

"Yeah, it's so dangerous." Yamazaki shook his head and sighed. ...

On the other side, car No. 4, outside Anji Asama's bedroom.

The police transferred the list of personnel from the Hokkaido Railway, and the Nishimura Police Department asked the police to verify the personnel in a group. It turned out that the registered names of the people who booked the tickets matched. The registered name of Asama Yasuji is Asai Kishitomo, but some people did not show their ID cards, such as Miss Akechi, that is, Yukiko. The Nishimura Police Department had no choice but to ask the police to take pictures of these people and keep them. fingerprint. Yukiko was also photographed, taking off her sunglasses but not her hat.

Afterwards, the driver said to the West Village Police Department: "Officer, can the train start now? The passengers are already very dissatisfied."

"Well," the Nishimura Police Department scratched its head, "Okay, you can go." Then he looked around at the passengers in the No. If you remember anything, no matter what it is, as long as it is a strange thing discovered before and after the incident, please notify the police as soon as possible."

"Well, if that's the case, shortly after the incident, shortly after the gunshot," said Miss Wise, "I saw one, not one, outside the train from the window, this..."

"What is it?" The West Village Police Department immediately asked.

"Well," Miss Zhizhi thought for a while and said, "I don't know what to say at the moment. Anyway, it's outside the window. I just caught a glimpse of it. When I looked again, it was already gone."

"Hey, aren't you kidding me?" The West Village Police Department asked angrily.

"How is it possible?" Miss Zhizhi said, "In short, there are many thin and long things."

"Forget it," said the Nishimura police department, "if you remember, remember to call me." He took a business card and handed it to Miss Zhizhi. ...

Car No. 2.

Looking out of the window, Conan found a problem, a big one. The Yuer Kayori in his mind and Mrs. Izumo were going to get off the train and go with the police, but he was on the train and was going to the letter Pavilion City. In desperation, Conan excused himself to go to the bathroom, left the five Maori, and slipped into Miss Wise's bedroom again.

Carriage No. 4, Ms. Wise's bedroom.

After hearing what Conan said, You Xizi smiled gloatingly and said, "Well, the bait was spilled, but the fish ran away."

"Stop laughing, call that guy quickly and ask him to stare at him." Conan said angrily.

"Don't be stupid, he's almost arriving in Sapporo now." Yukiko said so, but she still called with her mobile phone, but she couldn't get through, because she wasn't in the service area.

"Forget it, anyway, there is no evidence, and it's useless to stare at him. I'll go back first." Conan said helplessly. After leaving the dormitory, I ran into Hattori and was taken aback, "Why are you here?"

"Is there anything you want to say?" Hattori asked with a smile, "What news did you hear?"

"Ah?" Conan was stunned for a moment, then realized that Hattori did not doubt Miss Akechi's identity, so he said, "Let's go back to the room and talk about it."...

A moment later, the fourth bedroom in the third carriage.

Conan briefly explained his reasoning, and Hattori nodded after listening and said, "It's the same as I thought, so what Ms. Wise saw should be the fishing line being recycled."

What do you see, as long as you see it, Conan thought to himself, and then suddenly thought of a question, his face changed drastically, "No, it's not good, the car can't start." He ran out after saying that.

"What's this for!" Hattori was taken aback, and after realizing it, his expression also changed drastically, and he chased him out. Something as light as a fishing line floats next to the train, and it might get caught in the wheels. Regarding the strength and speed of the train, when the wheels are turning at high speed, the entanglement of the fishing line may not have a big impact, but when it stops When it is restarted, God knows what will happen. If it fails, it will affect the wheels and cause the wheels to detach from the track, and then the train will derail. Those people on the train will be in danger.

Conan ran all the way to the No. 1 dormitory, "Yamazaki, hurry up..." Speaking of this, Conan suddenly found that besides Yamazaki and Mei Daizi, there was another person eating steak in the dormitory. He was wearing black-rimmed glasses. , a handsome middle-aged man with a mustache, was so startled that he couldn't close his mouth when he pointed at the man.

"Yamazaki, on the wheel..." Hattori ran in, and before he could finish speaking, he saw a large ball of fishing line on the table, so he stopped.

"Hi! Good morning." The man greeted both of them with a smile, and went on with his business, eating his steak.

"Conan, you need to use honorifics and call your brother, do you know?" Mei Daizi reminded.

"Oh, oh." Conan raised his triangular eyes and stared at the chuckling middle-aged man.

"What's going on here?" Hattori asked Yamazaki, "Who is this gentleman?"

"Mr. Yusaku Kudo, the novelist." Yamazaki said with a smile.

"Kudou?" Hattori glanced at Conan and confirmed to Yamazaki, "Could it be that he is..."

"Yes, he is Kudo Shinichi's father." Yamazaki smiled.

"Oh, it turned out to be uncle, nice to meet, nice to meet." Hattori smiled, "I'm Hattori Heiji, please give me your advice."

"Don't dare to do it, don't dare to do it." Yusaku laughed.

"Hey, this is?" Conan asked looking at the fishing line.

"Uncle Kudo discovered these fishing lines." Mei Daizi laughed. "My brother asked Ms. Fujiki to look at the wheels of the fourth carriage. When they arrived, they happened to meet Uncle Kudo."

"I happened to be nearby. After hearing about the incident, I thought I might go and have a look." Yusaku laughed.

"So, you also reasoned it out?" Hattori asked Yamazaki.

"Yes, after hearing about the fishing tackle," Yamazaki said.

Hattori said: "Did the lines be photographed before they were taken down? Then he can be caught now."

"I have already asked Ms. Fujiki to take the photo to notify the police of the people left in the car." Yamazaki said with a smile, "In the name of Hokkaido Railway."

"That's it, then I'll go back first." Hattori said and left.

After a while, Kudo Yusaku finished his late breakfast and said goodbye, saying that he saw a friend and went to say hello, and borrowed Conan away under the pretext of leading the way.

A moment later, Fujiki Hideko brought the police to take away the ball of fishing line.

Soon after, Fujiki Hideko came in again and reported that the Big Dipper-3 had been inspected and was ready to depart.

"Let's go then," Yamazaki said. ...