Chapter 776

"Bastard! Isn't this our bomb?"

At this time, Vermouth was standing behind a large rock a hundred meters away.

She widened her eyes, watching the violent explosion in Carriage 7.

Three black, charred human shapes were blown away.

After the explosion, the long train in front disappeared like foam, and even the tracks below disappeared.

The surroundings were empty, and for several miles around, it was all wilderness.

"This, this is too exaggerated. How did he do it?"

Vermouth widened her eyes in horror.

It turns out that for the few hours they had been traveling, they had been sitting on a fake train.

The people around were also all fake.

No way.

I even had a full meal in the dining car.

Her empty stomach growled at the right time.

Ah-leh?

It's all fake!

It turns out that the whole train was just us few people from the Black Organization messing around by ourselves.

At this time, on the real train, Conan was in high spirits.

It's great without the Onmyoji; now no one will compete with me for deductions.

Now, I just need to anesthetize Mouri Kogoro and then state the deduction.

He secretly opened his watch's anesthetic needle.

Biu.

Mouri Kogoro immediately fell into a deep sleep.

Conan coughed and was about to speak when he suddenly heard a crisp voice shout loudly: "I know who the murderer is; it's you, Mr. Ando..." ===== CHAPTER 778 =====