The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan.

"Actually, you're not a disciple of a magic user, right?"

Amuro Toru, who was frowning at his cell phone with no signal, turned around and looked behind him. As expected, he saw Hakuba's confident face.

This information was a bit personal, and no one else at the party questioned it, but he, the uninvited guest, pointed it out for no apparent reason. Amuro Toru raised his eyebrows and began to wonder if this guy really used his family connections to investigate the IP address of a personal computer.

Oh, the reason why he didn't have doubts before was not because he trusted Detective Hakuba. He simply felt that even if a high-ranking police official like Superintendent Hakuba really wanted to help the younger generation in his family, he would not use such a method that could easily give rise to gossip.

"Oh, why do you say that?" Amuro Toru put away his phone and put on a fake smile again, "You make it sound like you are also an active member of the group."

"How do you know I'm not?" Bai Ma Tan asked back, and then answered leisurely, "You may not know my style of doing things. I am the type who will do my best to prepare before taking action. Once I find evidence, I will not care about the cost as long as there is hope of solving the case. On the way here, I have already browsed the recent discussions in this group. To be honest, your image is too different from the portrait of this account."

I only care about recent and familiar topics, and I won't interrupt when I don't understand something. I try hard to cover up my lack of social experience, but I can't hide my awkwardness in my words...

Although it may be a bit arbitrary to say this, Hakuba is willing to believe that the owner behind this account should be someone like the two high school girls who followed Amuro Tsuri.

Young, active, keen on fashionable and hot topics, not interested in more hardcore content or not yet able to develop an interest in it, lively and energetic, not to mention the occasional more feminine oral habits.

It would be better to say that if this account is really used by the dark-skinned man in front of him, then Toru Amuro would be a miracle in the history of his profiling.

"You've read all the content published in the group..." Amuro Toru nodded meaningfully, "You take this case more seriously than you say."

Bai Ma said that he would rather brave the heavy snow to rush to the scene because he was sure that Kaito Kidd was here, and the naturally closed environment would temporarily prevent the other party from escaping, which was a good opportunity to catch him in a jar. But from his words just now, it can be heard that this guy knows more about the grievances and hatreds in this group that have resulted in deaths than he said.

"There's nothing wrong with what you said." Hakuba Tan didn't deny his guess. Instead, he glanced at the stairs that Tang Ze and the others were going up. "The profession of magician seems to be similar to that of an artist, but they may play a very important role in this world..."

Feeling that his words had a hidden meaning, Amuro Toru frowned and was about to say something, but when she looked up in the direction of his gaze, she saw Karasawa and Doi Takeki disappearing side by side from her sight, and was slightly stunned.

Hakuba Tan hinted in his words that the reason he paid attention to Kaito Kidd was not so much because of his identity as a thief, but because he was a magician, a description that was hard to say whether it was a metaphor or a realistic one.

He originally thought that this was Hakuba Tan trying to find out who Kaito Kidd was. But when he saw Tang Ze's back, he suddenly realized that Hakuba Tan's statement might not be entirely mysterious.

The time when the Phantom Thief of Hearts, Karasawa, approached Kidd actually was very early, so early that he had not yet made the plan of faking his death and Akai Shuichi had not yet defected. When the Phantom Thief of Hearts just started to become active, he took the initiative to approach Kaito Kidd and had some clashes with the other party.

Before knowing the modus operandi and nature of the Phantom Thief of Heart, this action could be interpreted as a competition among colleagues or even a show of sabotage. But now, Toru Amuro has already understood almost everything about what kind of person the Phantom Thief of Heart is and for what purpose he is doing things. He is just relying on the instinctive distrust of an intelligence officer to keep his distance from the Phantom Thieves.

Looking back now, the process and reasons for that collision and dialogue may be different from what everyone imagined.

At that time, Tang Ze was not a relaxed vigilante. His own situation was still precarious. If it was not really urgent, he would not have taken the risk to contact the other party.

That was also the first time that Phantom Thief Joker appeared in public...

Following this line of thought, could it be that the things that Bai Ma Tan is investigating and dealing with are similar to what Tang Ze is doing?

He was still lost in thought when a female scream came from the second floor.

Toru Amuro and Hakuba Tan rushed there as fast as they could and saw Tanaka Takahisa sitting on the ground, pointing at the arrow stuck in the door with trembling lips.

There was a shallow scratch on her right shoulder, and a little blood had begun to seep out from the tiny wound.

"There are attackers. Someone is shooting arrows at me outside—!"

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"Is this X-alloy?" After pulling the arrow off the wall, Kuroba Kaito looked through the thing in his hand and turned to ask Tang Ze.

After receiving a positive answer, he sighed softly and shook his head helplessly.

"It seems this is what I came here to find." He lowered his eyes, observing the short, brass-like metal at the end of the arrow and weighing it. "But I didn't expect to find it like this."

"Do you think this is a relic brought by Miss Tanaka?" Tang Ze pointed to the ring at the end of the arrow and said pertinently, "There is no need for that. The props left by Mr. Harui Fuden are also very valuable treasures. It is too extravagant to use them as props for murder tricks."

"No, it's because it's a special prop for performances. It can only be used as such an important prop in emergencies..." Kuroba Kaito shook his head, glanced at Karasawa's face, and swallowed back the second half of what he said as a matter of course, "Forget it, you, an outsider, of course don't understand. I guess Miss Tanaka wants to use some fishing lines or steel wires to replicate one of Mr. Harui Fuden's more legendary performances, the kind where he was trapped in a water tank one second, making a very hideous expression as if he was about to suffocate, and the next second, he suddenly appeared in another position on the stage without any warning. This requires a traction structure that is strong enough to support the human body, and it can't be done with just a ring."

Just as he guessed, this arrow was one of the props left behind by the once legendary magician Harui Fuden, used to pull ropes and silk threads.

As a magician whose main performance is extreme escape, Chun Jingfeng's performances are always thrilling. He often succeeds in escaping suddenly in the last second or two, triggering cheers from the audience.

Tanaka Takahisa used it as a prop to commit the crime, both to express his dissatisfaction with Hamano Toshiya, the pretentious criminal, and to take revenge with the prop from Harui Fuden. It is probably also because he could not find a lighter and stronger device at the moment.

If she threw someone out of the window, and he slid one or two meters along the wire, the fixed structure would collapse under the heavy load. An adult male would be smashed against the wall outside the villa...

This kind of stage accident would rank among the top three in a magician's nightmare.

"You have already seen through her method." Tang Ze was not surprised. "She will start soon, right? Why don't you seem to be in no hurry at all?"

"I should be asking you this question." Kuroba Kaito glanced at him. "You came here to play for no reason. You must know what will happen, right? She will take action soon. She will probably make some noise and attract others. Then she will take the opportunity to push Hamano Toshiya out and make him appear in the snow like a magician who can make a living person appear... If you don't stop her, that guy with a bad mouth will really die, okay?"

After the two of them finished talking, they looked at each other, and neither of them detected any urgency in each other's eyes.

After a few seconds of silence, they let out a breath at the same time and turned their heads away with boredom.

"You brought that little detective over there." Kuroba Kaito curled his lips, "It's boring."

"Didn't you hint at Bai Ma on purpose?" Tang Ze also rolled his eyes, "You are so funny?"

"Hey, even if I hadn't hinted at the situation upstairs, I think Bai Ma would have already investigated the interpersonal relationships in the villa when he came. I can find out that she is the granddaughter of Chunjing Fengchuan, so there is no reason for him not to know..."

"You made it sound like I had secretly informed Conan of the answer. I just said that he could go to Sonoko and ask about the interpersonal relationships in the group, okay..."

While the two thieves were quietly arguing with each other, Tanaka Takahisa's well-timed scream passed through the not-so-wide corridor of the villa and echoed throughout the entire building.

At the corner of the third floor, Conan, who was clinging to the window and trying to look out, glanced distractedly in the direction where the sound came from. He no longer cared about that place and continued jumping, trying to open the window lock.

After two unsuccessful attempts, he was undaunted and was about to find something to stand on when a pair of hands reached out from behind, supported his arms, and lifted him up.

"Xiao Lan, uh, you are here..." Conan's body stiffened at first, but after discovering the identity of the person behind him, he did not relax and just chuckled twice.

It's over. He was so focused on investigating this group of people that he forgot to explain it to Xiaolan.

"Okay, do your work first." Mao Lilan shook her head helplessly, then lifted him up to the lock position of the window, "Isn't it urgent? I saw that after you and Sonoko asked, you couldn't wait to talk and ran out."

Although she also had complaints, to be honest, she was used to it.

The things that can make this mystery geek so anxious are basically human lives at stake, so he should hurry up and deal with the situation at hand.

Conan saw the window lock so close to him, and without caring about anything else, he quickly pulled open the tightly locked lock and pushed the window open with force.

The cold wind blew snowflakes into the window. Passing through the dark night and the white snow, Conan tried hard to adjust the focus of his glasses and finally found what he wanted to see.

The thin chain, like a huge open net, passed over the windows of the villa and the flawless snow, connecting to the dark jungle trees outside the yard, and slowly opened like a huge sail.

The arrow with the rope has been shot out and the sliding track has been formed.

While they were looking for traces of the mechanism in the severe cold, Tanaka Takahisa, who was covering the wound on his shoulder, was crying in fear, as if his sanity had been shattered by the arrow from outside, and he described his experience incoherently.

"When I returned to the room, I felt something was wrong... the curtains were not closed... then I heard someone knocking on the door, so I walked to the door, and then..."

As she spoke, her voice became more and more trembling, and her emotions seemed to be on the verge of collapse.

"Who on earth is hiding in a place like this to shoot arrows from behind... I don't care. I feel like I've become a target staying here..."

She pushed away Huang Yize who came over to check the situation and ran downstairs.

In the center of the third floor, Hamano Toshiya, whose hands were tied with tape and whose whole body was hanging on the terrace, showed an extremely frightened expression.

His entire body was hung outside the railing, in a clever position that was difficult to observe from any window on either side.

Even if he was standing in his own room, unless he walked to the edge of the terrace and lowered his head to look, he probably wouldn't be able to discover that there was a living person hanging outside the windowsill.

The chain that hung him was extremely malicious. It also had another thin and strong iron wire strung on it. Like a collar, it gently followed his collarbone and circled his neck.

You don't even need to learn basic mechanics. Just observe the position where he is hanging and you will find that as long as the rope above his head that passes through the railing is untied, then the weight of his entire body will be suspended on this thin metal wire. At such a height, his fate can be imagined.

What frightened him the most was that as the cold wind intensified and as calls and screams came from the second floor, the hemp rope above his head was loosening little by little, and he could clearly feel his body sliding down at a slow but steady pace.

As long as the knot of this rope is completely untied... he will be hung on this wire, fall into the two steel cable-like ropes below, and then slide into the dust-free snow...

Thinking of this, facing the blowing snow and wind, sweat actually seeped out of Hamano Toshiya's forehead.

He wanted to shout for help, but the tape on his mouth prevented him from moving.

As for struggling, as long as he dared to move recklessly, the rope above his head would only be untied faster...

In this dilemma where there was no way to go up to heaven or down to earth, Hamano Toshiya for the first time, sincerely regretted his past nonsense.

What’s wrong if the magician makes a mistake? A magician who doesn’t make mistakes has only performed a successful magic trick. The price of his performance is his life...!