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Author: Xibeimao

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Philip is missing.

According to the woman, after discovering that her teacher was missing last night, she immediately brought the police to find Philip. He was still in the room at the time and put on a very innocent posture when faced with the woman's questioning. But starting this morning

, I didn’t see him. After asking the flight attendant, I learned that Philip had not been there since this morning.

Oh, this is interesting.

Two people disappeared in a row on a speeding train. This was more interesting than Conan's case. Of course, Duanmuhuai didn't have to think about tricks. When he learned that Philip was related to Silver Dusk Lodge, he guessed it.

The other party is probably a cultist. If he expected it to be true, then the woman's teacher reporter must have been threatened by the other party when doing an exclusive interview with Philip this time, so he left such a message to the woman after returning.

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As for why the reporter disappeared, it is not complicated in itself. If Philip is really a cultist, he must use evil magic.

As for why he disappeared...could it be that he was absconding out of fear of crime?

It has to be said that after learning that two people were missing in a row, the crew on the train began to become uneasy, but fortunately, according to the conductor, they would stop at a temporary station today, and Duanmu Huai also decided

After arriving at the station, I called Anthony and asked him to investigate Philip. I have to say that the communication methods in this era are really speechless. Although there are communication devices similar to mobile phones, the signal is only available in cities.

, once you enter deep mountains and old forests or in the Gobi desert like this, there is no way to use it.

In the final analysis, you have to make a landline phone call.

For insurance reasons, Duanmuhuai also investigated Phillip's room, but there was nothing in it, no salutes and no clothes, as if no one had lived in the room in the first place.

It's another cultist's old trick, and Duanmuhuai is tired of it.

But obviously, the trouble doesn't stop there.

When the train arrived at the temporary station, trouble arose again.

"Mr. Detective, something seems wrong here..."

"wrong?"

Duanmu Huai was a little surprised when he heard the conductor's words, but when he walked out of the carriage and arrived at the station, he understood what the conductor's words meant.

I saw that the entire temporary station was in a state of dilapidation, with signs of decay and erosion everywhere. This was not just a matter of neglect of management and maintenance, it looked like it had been abandoned for decades.

"Is this what your station is like?"

Duanmuhuai turned to look at the steward, who shook his head desperately.

"Of course not, sir, we have just been here before, and it was clearly not like this at that time!"

Hearing what the steward said, Duanmu Huai looked around. Right now, this place was basically a Gobi desert. There was darkness everywhere. There were so many clouds in the sky that not even a ray of sunlight could be seen. It looked like a storm was about to come.

Posture. Thinking of this, Duanmu Huai stretched out his hand, touched the head of the little white rabbit that poked out of his pocket, and patted the black cat's head.

"Let's go in and take a look before we talk."

Then, he spoke.

According to the conductor, this temporary station is not responsible for transporting passengers. It is mainly responsible for the supply and maintenance of trains. It is also intended to allow passengers to come out and relax after sitting for a long time. Therefore, the station itself is not big, except for one platform.

After that, there was only a two-story building behind the platform. Of course, this small building now looked weathered, like a cultural relic from hundreds of years ago...

"Squeak————"

Duanmu Huai stretched out his hand to push the door open, and there was an ear-piercing noise. Dust came from the floor, causing everyone around him to take a step back.

"Cough, cough cough..."

Duanmu Huai also stretched out his hand, fanned the dust in front of his eyes, and then looked into it.

The inside of the small building was also in a mess. There was a counter in the middle, and on the counter, there was a person lying down.

"teacher?!"

Seeing that person, the woman who was hiding behind Duanmu Huai suddenly screamed, and then she hurriedly ran into the small building and ran towards the counter.

“Teacher, teacher, what’s wrong with you? Cheer up——————!!!”

However, before the woman finished speaking, she suddenly turned into a shrill scream. Upon hearing the scream, Duanmu Huai and Lorena also hurriedly quickened their pace and rushed to the woman's side.

Just taking one look at the figure, Duanmu Huai immediately understood why the woman screamed. The reason was very simple. The one lying on the counter was a skeleton!

Because the light in the hut was dim before, she could barely see the clothes and outlines, so the woman recognized her mistake. When she got closer...well, it was natural that Lushan's true face was revealed.

"Are you sure this is your teacher?"

Duanmuhuai looked at the shriveled, almost skinny mummy skeleton in front of him and asked doubtfully, while the woman nodded tremblingly.

"Big, probably... because the teacher was wearing this before he disappeared, and this coat is custom-made, and there is an NS mark on the collar..."

After hearing the woman's answer, Duanmu Huai didn't hesitate. He reached out and grabbed the skeleton, then opened his collar, and sure enough he saw the word NS embroidered on the inside of the collar.

Then Duanmu Huai also found a wallet, lighter and other items in his clothes. Well, judging from the identity information inside, it was indeed the woman's miserable teacher who had not run away.

But the problem is...the time is not right!

According to the woman, there was no more than twenty-four hours between the time her teacher disappeared last night and now, but judging from the current condition of the body, it must have been at least twenty-four years.

So the most reasonable possibility at the moment is that someone took off her teacher's clothes and put them on the body. Then the root cause is that the woman's teacher made a mistake and killed the victim many years ago, and then the victim's

The family hid in the train for revenge, and then tried their best to create this series of events...

Well, that was the set of Detective Conan.

But it's a pity that the cultists won't talk to you about science.

Neither can Ke Xue.

The only thing that can be considered as evidence is the record in the diary held by the corpse.

According to the record in the diary, the reporter did wake up in the middle of the night, but the train did not move forward at that time, but stopped at a station. The reporter was addicted to cigarettes, so he went out to smoke a cigarette, and then after he finished smoking

When Yan turned around, he realized that the train that had been behind him was gone.

So the reporter was confused. He searched inside and outside the station, but found nothing. There was not even half a person here. But the reporter did not give up. He decided to leave the station on foot early the next morning.

, go directly to the next stop along the railway track.

result……………

"I walked along the railroad tracks for who knows how long, but I still came back here. I couldn't leave this place at all. I knew that I was cursed, and it was all Philip who did it! I will never let him go...

…!”

"What's next?"

After flipping through the diary, Duanmu Huai didn't say much. This diary can be regarded as an evidence clue. As for the corpse...

"Take it to the car and report it to the police station for identification when you get there."

That's right, if it's me, just go to the police station for a DNA test. Thinking on the bright side, this person is at least much better than the dozen unlucky guys in the museum. At least he can collect the body and find a cemetery to bury it in the future.

. The dozen or so unlucky guys who were eaten by empty ghosts are really dead and alive.

Although he was reluctant, the flight attendant still followed Duanmu Huai's request and found a wooden box to put the body in, then moved it to the warehouse where the goods were stored. Then a group of people hurriedly left the station, and soon the train again

Set off and drive forward.

"I really didn't expect that the reporter would die so miserably..."

Back in the carriage, Lorena couldn't help but sigh.

"Did Mr. Philip do that too?"

"Maybe. At least if he is still alive and dead, he must be more suspicious than this unlucky reporter who has already found the body."

Duanmu Huai took a sip of black tea and spoke calmly. He originally wanted to call Anthony at that station to investigate Phillip, but it turned out that... well, a station that has been abandoned for decades would have to have a phone that can get through.

Strange things.

But where did Philip go?

Duanmu Huai always felt that this matter was not that simple. The other party had put so much effort into killing people on this train. He was obviously prepared. But running away just because of this was very unreasonable. Suppose Philip really used magic to kill people.

, the police couldn't do anything against him without evidence. But if he ran away, wouldn't it be equivalent to throwing all the suspicion on him?

This is just like a car accident. It's okay for you to park on the side of the road and accept the punishment. But if you have to escape directly, it doesn't matter whether it is your responsibility or not, isn't it all your responsibility?

“——————”

However, just when Duanmuhuai was thinking, suddenly, a dark shadow passed by the window. Duanmuhuai raised the corners of his eyes, glanced at it, and was stunned.

Um?

"What's the matter? Mr. Knight??"

Seeing Duanmuhuai's reaction, Lorena asked curiously, but Duanmuhuai shook his head, said nothing, and just looked out the window quietly. Outside the train window, there was a dry Gobi desert with dense

The fog almost enveloped the entire land and nothing could be seen. Duanmuhuai just stared out the window, motionless.

After a while, suddenly, another black shadow passed by Duanmu Huai's eyes!
To be continued...