Seeing the other person throw the chewing gum into the ashtray, Ye Musheng paid him no further mind and simply brushed past the two men in black once again, heading back to the private compartment to deliver the lemon tea to Geng Jing.
Watching him leave, Conan returned to his seat. The frequency of the wiretap's sound was just right—audible purely through vibration.
Once he confirmed those two men in black were fine, he would head to the upper compartment to see if his teacher was there. If so, the rest of the journey wouldn't be boring at all.
Chapter 30