Jodie sighed. "You Tokyo people really are conservative..."
As the two of them talked, they sat down in the seats beside them. In the field of vision no one could see, apple and French fries killing intent collided violently, their fragrance spreading through the entire bus.
Jiang Xia breathed in the sweet air and leaned comfortably against the chair back, while casually patting the trembling Mushroom beside him in comfort.
Not far away, in another seat, Conan fell silent after observing them. Sure enough, what he had felt earlier hadn't been an illusion—the relationship between these two suspicious persons seemed a little subtle. At the very least, they didn't look like companions.
In the strange atmosphere, the passengers took their seats one after another.
Suddenly, Conan's gaze paused, landing on a tall man wearing a trench coat, a face mask, and a knit cap.
—Just now, while Jodie and Dr. Araide had been chatting with them, this tall passenger had taken the opportunity to slip past everyone and walk low-profile to the last row to sit down.
Conan: "..." Wait, w-wasn't that guy...?! Although his face was almost completely covered by the mask and hat, just from his outstanding height and that iconic knit cap, it wasn't hard to guess his identity... Why was this guy on the bus too?!
Places where dangerous elements gathered were often anything but peaceful.
A few more traces of crisis crept into Conan's heart. He looked at the children happily setting out on their trip and felt a wave of worry.
For a few seconds, he really wanted Professor Agasa to immediately take the children off the bus, while he, the brave lone ranger, stayed on alone, then quietly followed and tracked those suspicious people after they got off... But on second thought, given