Watching the strange, abnormal atmosphere conveyed by some of the news inserts, Xu Yue could not help shaking his head. The Space really had set a trap.
Even he found it a little troublesome. Aside from those lucky enough to land directly in Chukashiro City, the other Reincarnators would probably run into some trouble.
Hmm, and judging by Conan's mission, there were probably not many people capable of moving freely. Most of the elite-level ones were likely bitten to death in their hospital beds...
With that thought, Xu Yue did not hesitate. He rose from his seat, stepped into the narrow aisle, and headed toward the front of the train as the news continued echoing in his ears.
For now, the train seemed fairly calm, but who the hell knew whether there were hidden infected aboard?
This kind of zombie-like biohazard virus was like a fire source. If it was discovered early and dealt with, it was not much of a problem. But once the infection began spreading and snowballing...
In the cramped confines of a train carriage, even he would get a headache.
He still wanted to take this train back.
Amid the train's gentle swaying, Xu Yue reached the junction between carriages. A faint toilet smell mixed with air freshener lingered there. It seemed Japan's toilets were not all that great either.
"Sir, is there anything I can help you with?"
A pretty attendant from the previous carriage asked Xu Yue politely.
After all, getting up to use the restroom was normal on a train, but crossing between carriages was relatively uncommon.
The attendant was not trying to stop Xu Yue. She simply thought he might need some assistance or service.
"I..."
Just as Xu Yue was about to say something, the walkie-talkie clipped near the attendant's neck