He's in Detective Conan, but a Triumph Attorney.

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The lights here suddenly went out in an instant.

He couldn't even read the fashion magazine in his hand.

(Oh my god, what happened? Did Gin detonate the bomb prematurely, causing the power supply line to fail?)

(That shouldn’t be the case. I didn’t hear any explosion. Was it just a power outage on the train?)

He was ready to take action right here and there—until he pushed open the door and looked out into the hallway.

In the dim moonlight, a dozen flight attendants holding submachine guns turned their heads to look at him at the same time.

(…How did these guys get so many American submachine guns in Japan?)

(Is the organization too conservative? When will everyone be equipped with a submachine gun and can they carry out large-scale operations?)

Kuma Sukawa shook his head helplessly, quietly turned off his communicator, and then raised his hands.

"I surrender. Can you please stop doing anything for now?"

Crash, crash——————

With the sound of a short chain swaying, a figure stepped into the train in the moonlight.

Suddenly, Kuma Sukawa's eyes narrowed slightly.

Habri Libnand, the target of this organization.

We had intelligence that Habri Libnand would escape from prison and board the train for a "mobile trial."

That's why he and Gin boarded the Silver Star train and placed a bomb on the train.

Now that Habri Libnand had appeared, it seemed that all that remained was to leave the train.

Then just detonate the bomb and send everyone here to hell.

Haha, this is Gin's strong point, the gorgeous explosions and all.

"Prosecutor Kuma, don't worry. I won't harm any of the Silver Star's passengers. I'll just ask you to come this time."

"There is a simple purpose."

Libnand looked at Kuma Sukawa and said with great excitement.

"One year ago, the United States Attorney's Office used unreasonable evidence and unfair means to force the charge of [murder] on me!"

"I will never allow myself to die in such an unclear way, so I will conduct a [Mobile Trial] on the Silver Star train!"

"I have invited the prosecutor of the United States. In addition, I also hope that you, the prosecutor of Tokyo, can serve as a witness."

"This way, I think we can get the correct verdict in the [Mobile Trial]!"

Kuma Sukawa nodded seriously, performed a standard courtesy to Libnand, and then spoke.

"It is my honor. But please allow me to prepare for a while and then come to the trial when it begins, okay?"

"As you wish, thank you for your recognition and support, let's see you later."

Libnand also saluted and walked to the other end of the carriage, leaving four or five people here to guard and patrol.

In response, Kuma Sukawa took a step back, closed the door, and a barely perceptible smile flashed in his eyes.

It seems that you are destined to die in an unclear way, Mr. Libnand.

Chapter 158: Reversal Express, Silver Star Enters Destruction (9)

—————May 3rd, 11:10 p.m.——————

—————Silver Star train, second car restaurant————————

The entire second carriage was dark in the moment.

However, the many guests in the second carriage did not become suspicious because the birthday party was going on.

The darkness as Giamnuti Pontaberno was about to blow out her birthday candles.

It just makes people feel that this is a way for the train crew to celebrate the birthday party to create an atmosphere.

However, Conan already felt that something was wrong.

After entering the Silver Star, he actually looked around for the layout of the Silver Star.

The conclusion was that the Silver Star had never been designed with light switches in the corridors.

In other words, unless there was a direct power outage, it would be impossible for the Silver Star's carriages to be completely dark.

The Death God's elementary school student's attention was no longer on the birthday party.

He remembered what he had said to Yuan Guang before and was shocked.

Could something really messed up have happened on the train?

call out.

Giamnuti Pontaberno blew gently at the candle, but she didn't know it was because the candle was not placed steadily.

Or perhaps for some other reason, one of the candles fell on the tablecloth and set it on fire.

The others were startled at once, and Xiang Yuanguang directly took out his mobile phone to illuminate the situation, quickly found the fire extinguisher from the corner, and then used it skillfully to put out the fire.

Of course, although the burning tablecloth was extinguished, the cake was definitely inedible.

Jamnuti's granddaughter was still comforting her grandmother, while Xiang Yuanguang was looking at the ceiling.

What's going on? Why isn't the light on? Where is the train crew?

"Ask someone to turn on the lights. Where is the light switch? Where is the flight attendant? Where is the flight attendant?"

Xiang Yuanguang said this with dissatisfaction, and this sentence immediately reminded others.

At first they all thought that the lights were turned off to create a show effect in order to blow out the birthday cake.

But now that the restaurant is on fire, isn't it a bit strange that the train crew still haven't turned on the lights?

MASTER Dongya also lifted his hat slightly, and his eyes became sharp.

(Is this the start of action?)

(No, if it was Gin, the commotion wouldn't be so minor, at least something would explode.)

(Who, then, was responsible for shutting down the trams? Was it Liebnand himself?)

Xiang Yuan Dongya narrowed his eyes and thought of the prosecutors, lawyers and presiding judge who were invited to the Silver Star train this time.

However, Habri Libnand is so naive. Does he really think that [Mobile Trial] can change anything?

Now that the United States has rendered its judgment, it will never be changed.

No matter how big the problem is, we must uphold this judgment to the end.

Rumble.

The train suddenly began to shake.

The passengers who stood up were shaken from side to side by the sudden stop of the train.

Jamnuti, who was sitting in a wheelchair, slid directly towards the wall of the train.

call out.

Although she couldn't see anything in the dark, there was an old lady sitting by the window.

Xiang Yuanguang was still able to determine her condition with the faint moonlight.

He took one step and steadied Jamnuti's wheelchair, allowing the train to sway without moving.

Only when the train resumed smooth operation did Xiang Yuanguang let go of his hand and narrowed his eyes.

The crew members repeatedly stressed that no passengers would be harmed on the Silver Star.

But the protective measures have not been implemented at all. Is it as simple as just saying a few empty words?

Click————The moment the train resumed smooth operation, the lights came on.

Jamnuti was still a little frightened; she didn't expect that her 87th birthday almost became her death anniversary.

Her granddaughter hurried over, held Jamnuti's wheelchair, and said to Yuanguang with great gratitude.

"Thank you, sir. May I ask your name?"

Name...asking at this time and place?

The hedgehog-headed lawyer was silent for a moment, then he spoke.

"Xiang Yuanguang, my name is Xiang Yuanguang. I am the director of Tokyo Xiangyuan Universal Office."

This name... I seem to have heard it somewhere, and is the last name also Xiangyuan?

Old grandmother Jamnuti was stunned, looking at the faces of Xiang Yuanguang and Xiang Yuandongya which were somewhat similar.

All of a sudden I remembered everything that I hadn't been able to remember before.

He is the son of the last Minister of Justice of the former Ministry of Justice, Masado Mukai.

However, because his wife died in childbirth, he gave up his job as a prosecutor, went far away and became a musician.