"After all, the trains there were mainly for sightseeing, and—"
A familiar chubby kid ran over and loudly corrected him:
"And the Shinkansen is high-speed rail, which is even more impressive than regular trains."
Before Yin Kong and Paimon could answer, Mitsuhiko retorted:
"Genta, didn't you get that wrong? High-speed rail is still a type of train, isn't it?"
"What? If I say it isn't, then it isn't!"
Seeing the two elementary schoolers about to argue over whether high-speed rail counted as a train, Paimon looked at them and said:
"I remember now. You're that Junior... something Agency, right?"
"It's the Junior Detective Agency!"
Genta and Mitsuhiko immediately forgot their argument and reminded her with disgruntled expressions.
"Oh, so it's the Junior Detective Agency. My apologies. I rarely bother remembering the names of people I've defeated."
The three of them immediately felt as though Paimon had mocked them, but what she said did not seem wrong either. For a moment, they could not find any angle to refute her.
In the end, Genta and Mitsuhiko promptly decided to pin the blame on Conan:
"It's all Conan's fault. He wasted too much time. Otherwise, we would've won."
"Exactly!"
Only Ayumi objected:
"You two are being too mean. Conan was just a little slow to react, a little slow to move, and a little slow at solving riddles. But he still found the treasure in the end, didn't he?"
Conan, who had heard the commotion, listened helplessly to Ayumi's defense, feeling as if she had stabbed him in the chest three times in a row.
But Yin Kong was on the Shinkansen too?
"Eh, Mr. Yin Kong?" Sure enough, Ran immediately noticed Yin Kong and Paimon. She stood up and greeted them warmly. "And this little girl—she's so cute! What's your name?"