The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan.

Chapter 941: The bad plot is late but it arrives

Pu Si Qinglan was absent-minded and was not listening carefully to the people around the table discussing the story of the Egg of Memories. Whether it was when Conan pointed out that the torn pages did not come from the same piece of paper, or when she discovered the lens hidden underneath when she touched it, her reactions were very flat. It was obvious that her attention was not on what was happening in front of her at all.

She had been observing Tang Ze vaguely, or more precisely, observing Tang Ze's right eye.

The lens found by the police and detectives was not only shattered, but also appeared to have been subjected to a huge impact. As a professional shooter, she was very confident that the impact that passed through the center of the lens and caused such a huge hole in the glass must have come from a bullet.

The lenses are almost attached to the face and so close to the eyeballs.

When it breaks, even if the wearer is lucky enough to avoid the bullet's lethality, the shattered lenses alone are enough to make the wearer very sick.

But Tang Ze's face was so smooth and clean, not to mention wounds, there wasn't even a tiny scratch on it. And no matter how you looked at it, the skin on his face was very natural, it didn't look like he had used any extra makeup props to modify the original wound...

"...Oh! So, maybe your great-grandfather made not just one egg of memories, but two eggs!"

While the lights in the room were turned off and everyone's attention was distracted, she kept paying attention to Karasawa's movements. Maori Kogoro tapped his palms hard and said in a tone of sudden realization: "The designs of these two eggs are actually very different. The reason why there is no gem on the Egg of Memory is probably that your great-grandfather sold the gem on the egg after he fled back to Japan with it, and thus saved enough funds to build Yokogasu Castle, and then hid the other egg in the castle..."

This was a very reasonable inference. Even the current heir of the Kosaka family, Kosaka Natsumi, instinctively sat up straight and couldn't help but follow his guess.

"Oh, so, the gem hidden in the castle might still be preserved?" Qian Jiangyi, who had been leaning against the wall and listening for a long time, couldn't sit still anymore. He leaned over and supported the back of Kosaka Natsumi's sofa. "The Emperor's Easter Egg has been stored until now and has never appeared in the world. Moreover, it might contain more information, and the gems are intact... Tsk, one billion, no, considering that it might be the last one, 1.5 billion or even higher, it's possible..."

"Well, after all, he is a craftsman who helped the Tsar make such a sophisticated mechanism. It is normal for him to design some secret passages in his own castle..." Shiro Suzuki touched his chin and nodded slowly.

Conan, who was originally just observing the Egg of Memory, caught this keyword and raised his head sharply.

Hmm? Hmm, secret passages, castles, noble craftsmen who fled from Russia and may have carried valuable treasures...

Conan, who felt that these keywords sounded familiar, also became thoughtful.

"So, Kidd is eyeing the Egg of Memories. Could it be that he is not after this one, but is looking for the missing one? The number of gems inlaid on this egg may be enough for him to commit several crimes..." Hattori Heiji, who had not yet experienced the horror of the castle, nodded slowly.

Qian Jiangyi nodded excitedly, muttering key words like "there is also the bonus of Kaito Kidd and the story" and "hype market value". When he turned his head, he saw Kanchuan Long standing nearby. After taking pictures of the castle reflected on the wall, he held up the camera to take pictures of the crowd in a lively atmosphere, then closed the lens cap with a lack of interest, leaned against the wall behind him and said nothing.

This guy is a photographer on the surface, but in fact he is a half-antiquity dealer who hypes up his collection. Others may not know, but how could he not know after meeting Hanchuan Long several times? Why does he have such an expression after hearing so many exciting keywords? Could it be that the antiquities this time are fake?

No, it could also be a trick of pretending to give up in order to lower the price...

As Natsumi Kosaka pulled out the intricately shaped brass key from her bag, the lively atmosphere in the room instantly reached its climax, except for a few people who were distracted.

Feeling that the next situation was promising and wanting to communicate more with the Suzuki family on the way, Natsumi Kosaka had no reason to refuse, so she spoke naturally and invited several detectives including Kogoro Mori to accompany her to the castle, thus putting an end to this treasure hunt.

"Please let me come with you!"

"Please, I also want to witness this moment..."

"Of course, everyone come together." Natsumi Kosaka adjusted her sitting position a little uneasily, but finally maintained the demeanor of a lady and nodded with a smile.

Conan keenly sensed the change in atmosphere, frowned, and took in the looks of everyone one by one, but was slightly stunned when he saw Ryu Kamikawa who had put away the camera and was walking out.

Why does it feel like this guy is completely different from the first time I saw him...

"Mr. Hanchuan is not in a very good mood? Oh, I think I know the reason."

"Hmm?" Conan, who just asked casually, got an unexpected answer and couldn't help turning his head, "How did you find out? Could it be that he..."

"Stop! Don't guess blindly." Mao Lilan stopped the guess that was about to blurt out with a slap. "I didn't ask about it. I heard it when he talked to Sonoko. He said that because he witnessed such a unique ceremony night in the banquet hall, his mind was open. Now he wants to be an objective recorder and prepares to concentrate on studying photography... He said it sincerely. Even Sonoko was moved and agreed to accept a few interviews about the Egg of Memories..."

"What a strange statement." Conan made a strange expression, "Apart from the power outage and fireworks that night, nothing else happened."

"Who knows? Maybe artists are like this." Mao Lilan held her cheek, equally confused, "Didn't Kitagawa also say that he had a new insight and had to rush back to finish his painting? He just said hello and left..."

Tang Ze, who was walking over with a drink, heard these words and suppressed his laughter with difficulty.

That's not the case. If he doesn't run away, when Inspector Nakamori, who has been knocked out by the Phantom Thieves and feels that he has lost his dignity, comes back to kill him, there's no way the fake skin on his face will not be pulled off.

"It's also possible that he is an anonymous fan of Kaito Kid, and came to the event just to watch Kid's live performance up close. Now that the other party's life or death is unknown, he is not in the mood or something..." Tang Ze made up a nonsense excuse without blinking and passed the glass in his hand to them.

"Your reason is even less reliable than his." Conan's eyebrows jumped, "Besides, I think Kid should be fine."

"Really? Didn't even Hakuba say that he was seen from a distance as if he was hit by someone and suddenly fell down..." Mao Lilan was not sure, and her expression was a little worried. "What if something really happened, and the Phantom Thief was not caught by the detective or the police, but died in the hands of a killer, that would be a pity."

"What are you discussing, Kaito Kid? Master Kid will be fine!" Suzuki Sonoko's energetic voice came from afar. Suzuki Sonoko, who led a few people over, sat down directly next to Mao Li Ran. "The police also took the glasses away. They said that if he was injured, they might be able to extract a DNA sample or something."

"So, did you extract it?" Mao Lilan asked curiously.

"Of course not."

The voice of Hakuba Tan came from the cabin below. After a while, he came up directly after having gone to study somewhere for a long time. He sat on the empty side of Karasawa's bench before Hattori Heiji.

Hattori Heiji glanced at him before reluctantly sitting down next to him, making the originally spacious dining table very crowded.

"…They really didn't find any extracts." Hattori Heiji continued his words and explained, "The Forensic Department has been working hard for a long time, not to mention tiny blood drops, they couldn't even find trace samples of skin keratin. They said it was made of some special material and it was difficult to extract successfully."

"So, Kaito Kidd was probably not even injured? Oh my god, this is too incredible. He was shot directly in the glasses and he was fine... This is too legendary..."

This is what Pu Siqinglan heard as she followed Kosaka Natsumi into the restaurant in high heels with excellent manners.

She pursed her lips, looked fearfully at Tang Ze who was surrounded by the young men, then looked at the two detectives, and quickly looked away.

She didn't know if it was intentional, but this guy was always surrounded by a lot of people and she could never find a chance to contact him alone. Now, she had to focus on the Egg of Memory first.

Natsumi Kosaka herself is of Russian descent and has a certain relationship with the craftsman who made the Egg of Memories.

She was willing to believe that this girl might have more secrets. The legacy of the Romanov dynasty might soon blow upon her. She certainly couldn't give up easily at this time...

But she was avoiding Tang Ze at this moment, and Tang Ze really wanted to take the initiative to touch her.

So Tangze pretended to notice the two people and greeted them. Almost immediately, the lively Suzuki Sonoko waved her hand and called them over to join them.

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"No wonder Miss Kosaka's Japanese sounds like it has an accent. You've been in Paris for so many years."

"Ah, yes. After speaking French for too long, not only my Japanese, but sometimes even my English accent is off." Kosaka Natsumi nodded with a smile. "I went to France to study baking in college, and then I basically stayed in Paris. Language is easily affected by the environment. There's nothing I can do..."

"I see. But since your great-grandmother is Russian, you must also be a mixed-race. Haven't you learned Russian?" Bai Matan asked, looking at her face.

"After all, our family has been settled in Japan since my great-grandfather returned to China, and I have never been exposed to Russian. My grandmother knows some Russian, but she only heard it at home when she was very young, and she can barely speak some daily conversations." Kosaka Natsumi shook her head slightly, "Except for the color of my eyes and hair, I basically look Asian."

Suzuki Sonoko moved a little closer: "Yes, you have gray eyes. Come to think of it, Miss Pu Siqinglan's eyes are also gray..."

"Because I also have some Slavic blood." Pu Siqinglan, who was a little mentally exhausted by Tang Ze's repeated probing, began to answer reflexively as if it was a fixed combo, "China is a multi-ethnic country. I am not the Han ethnic group, which is the largest in number. I am a little special..."

"Speaking of Chinese..."

Tang Ze put down the cup and just raised his head, Pu Siqinglan immediately raised his hand and spoke much faster.

"Tang Ze-kun, your Chinese level is already very good, almost at the level of a native speaker. I don't think you really need to ask me more. Just like Ms. Kosaka, I have lived abroad for too long, and my native language has deteriorated a lot."

Ignoring the fact that Tang Ze is Kaito Kid and may have special abilities, before she discovered this problem, she was already annoyed by Tang Ze's Yin-Yang combo, and her mouth moved faster than her brain.

Recalling the experience of being harassed by Tang Ze when they were scouting the location, she shuddered.

She should have realized long ago that there was definitely something wrong with Tang Ze's identity.

Under normal circumstances, why would anyone spend all day here saying "let me test you" just because they met a native speaker of the second foreign language they are learning? Holy money!

But how could Tang Ze, who was determined to get her, give up just because of his prey's struggle?

In response to her protest, Tang Ze first showed a classic blank and innocent expression, and then smiled very friendly.

"You misunderstood. I didn't mean to ask you about Chinese. Sorry, maybe I haven't met anyone I can ask for foreign language advice. I really troubled you a few days ago. I just wanted to thank you."

Seeing that he was not going to ask any questions, Pu Si Qinglan breathed a sigh of relief, quickly returned to her elegant state, and picked up the teacup again.

"You're too polite. These are just some minor language problems. Besides, it's actually very difficult for native speakers to give accurate answers to professional grammar questions. I can't really help you much..."

That's true, that's true.

Tang Ze glanced at her and reached into his commuter bag.

Conan and Hattori Heiji, who knew of Karasawa's special ability, instinctively followed his hand and turned their eyes.

Tang Ze rummaged around slowly for a while, and in front of everyone's confused gaze, he pulled out a thick, square stack of red paper.

"This is a couplet." Tang Ze smiled as he met their gazes. "In Chinese culture, this is a way of writing a message to express blessings, so that the recipient can decorate their home with it. It is usually written on red paper to express joy and wishes..."

Under Pu Siqinglan's inexplicably fearful gaze, Tang Ze slowly unfolded it.

On the red paper decorated with gold foil, there are a few vigorous and powerful calligraphy strokes, with a strong emotion and momentum between the strokes. Even people who don't understand calligraphy at all can feel the beauty of the force that penetrates the back of the paper.

Pu Siqinglan squinted her eyes for a while before she could barely understand the eight words above.

I saw it, the first line is "the evening of the blue sun", the second line is "the rising sun in the east"...