Chapter 770: Are you really ready?

"By the way, I have already arranged some simple investigative intelligence work for Hondou Eisuke as you instructed. By rights, he should be under the Witness Protection Program," Jodie said.

Akaso Kaze shook his head, "Hondou Eisuke is a child with strong self-esteem; he certainly wouldn't want to be protected. Giving him something to do is actually a better way to protect him."

Jodie hesitated for a moment and said, "Right, there is one more strange thing. Kir said that Gin recently organized a major operation, but he didn't let her participate. You should still be careful lately."

Akaso Kaze smiled slightly and hugged Jodie's back.

He said with great confidence, "They are the ones who should be careful."

Jodie couldn't help but frown, showing a sad expression.

"Yes, my Onmyoji lord, you are the most powerful..."

At the Black Organization's stronghold, Vermouth sat on the sofa, lifting her long legs to look at the night view outside the floor-to-ceiling window.

"Gin, this plan is very meticulous. If it really succeeds, we can eliminate Ran and Sherry, two people who are very important to Akaso Kaze. It seems you really hate that Onmyoji to the bone."

Gin sat opposite her, saying with a cold, sinister smile, "I haven't heard Sherry's name from your mouth for so long; I was almost worried you had developed a kind heart for her."

"What silly things are you saying? Who do you think I am?" Vermouth replied with a smile.

Gin was noncommittal and said indifferently:

"Sherry... as long as we can prevent her from getting off the train halfway, she is a prison that can run. We only need to impose a sense of terror on her like hunting a deer, and she will obediently expose her identity and consciously stand in front of our gun barrels."

Vermouth picked up her wine glass and took a sip, "However, are you really ready to go against Akaso Kaze?"

Gin's eyes narrowed slightly, and he lowered his head.

A deep hatred appeared on his face.

"As for me, I've been ready for a long time..."

Tokyo Station, the day the Suzuki Express train runs.

Professor Agasa and a group of children arrived at the station early.

They saw a modern version of a steam train for the first time; its appearance was very similar to that virtual game about Sherlock Holmes, making a "woo-woo-woo" sound.

"Awesome!" Genta and the others said joyfully, "It feels like we've traveled through time!"

"It just looks like a steam train on the outside," Ai said, pouring cold water on them from the side, "but the inside is the most advanced internal combustion locomotive."

In the distance, a group of people were making a big fuss while carrying something precious onto the train.

Conan said in surprise, "Is that old man Suzuki Jirokichi going to challenge Kid again?"

"Yeah," Mouri Kogoro said helplessly, "The Mystery Train, which originally only runs once a year, was forced to have an extra run by him next month. He said he wants to display gems in the first-class carriage; it's already been published in the newspapers."

"For me, compared to that thief, I'm actually more interested in the deduction puzzle game that takes place on the train every time. After all, we are detectives, right, Conan-kun?"

Sera Masumi appeared from nowhere, lowered her head to give Conan a smile, her canine tooth at the corner of her mouth exceptionally eye-catching.

She looked up and scanned the surroundings, frowning imperceptibly.

How strange. Why didn't that Onmyoji come?

By rights, he should be very doting on Haibara Ai; how could he let her come out like this by herself?

Carriage 8 of the Mystery Train is the first-class carriage. A conductor in uniform was already waiting at the entrance, welcoming a male passenger with glasses: "Isn't this Mr. Ando? Let me help you with your luggage."

"No need, this is an item entrusted to me by the client for safekeeping; it is very heavy."

The man with glasses had a high hairline, parted his hair in a 7-3 style, and had a small mustache under his long nose, carrying the heavy black painting case himself.

"However, only the pure gold frame is heavy; the painting itself is a forgery. I've already appraised it and am planning to take it back to the client in Nagoya."

"Ah?" The conductor was stunned, "This is a Mystery Train that doesn't know where it's heading; how are you so sure it will go to Nagoya?"

"Hey hey, Mr. Conductor, how many years have you been dealing with us? What's so strange about that?"

A man with a thick mustache and a fashionable woman wearing a sun hat came over, smiling.

"Isn't it easy to find out about this kind of thing just by checking which train's schedule was changed today?"

"Y-yes," the conductor said awkwardly, "You are truly worthy of being famous detectives, amazing."

Although the train hadn't departed yet, the locomotive was already emitting white smoke, and the platform was full of steam. Mitsuhiko and the others hurriedly seized the time to run over and take photos.

"Hey, what exactly is going on?!"

A fat man in a suit angrily approached the conductor of Carriage 8, "I clearly booked a room in the first-class carriage of Carriage 8 as usual; why has it been changed to Carriage 7?" ===== CHAPTER 772 =====