The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan.

"I see..." After listening to Tang Ze's words, Mao Lilan sighed with regret and emotion, "You and Sonoko have considered so much..."

"Yeah. This was actually proposed by Sonoko, and the inspiration came from Kitagawa-kun." Tang Ze shrugged, attributing the inspiration of this idea to this incident, "You may have heard about the incident in which his teacher plagiarized his work."

"Oh, oh, I have heard of him. He seems to be a famous painter, known for his painstaking efforts and dedication to his creations. But he has been plagiarizing his disciples' works for a long time, suppressing them with favors and qualifications, and not allowing talented disciples to easily stand out..." Thinking of what she saw on the news, Mao Lilan sighed, "There are actually such teachers. It's too much."

"Yes. You should have seen that in the report, his teacher kept many of his own works in order to make a profit and did not resell them. Instead, he lied that the works were stolen. He then contacted several collectors who were interested in collecting his works, telling them that he had actually toured the works, but for various reasons, it was not convenient to make them public, and asked them if they were willing to take over privately." Naturally leading the topic to this story that was completely derived from the authentic Kitagawa Yusuke, Karasawa pointed suggestively out the window.

"You know it very well. The news I saw only briefly mentioned these contents, saying that he used counterfeits to make a lot of illegal income or something like that... Oh, oh!" Mao Lilan said here, and suddenly realized, "So you...!"

"Shh." Tang Ze raised a finger to stop her from saying the rest of the story. He smiled and said, "Just keep it in mind."

Yes, this is the relatively reliable "win-win solution" that Tang Ze came up with.

Suzuki Sonoko used her supermodel abilities to provide enthusiastic help because she wanted to solve this problem, so of course Tang Ze would not let her down.

After discussing it, the two of them decided to use this method which sounded a bit risky.

- They make imitations themselves, then hire someone to steal the real things. After the police start investigating and pin the suspicion on scapegoats like Pu Siqinglan, the Suzuki Group comes forward and claims that the items have been recovered.

At this time, the situation had already become extremely chaotic due to their operations.

As the owners of the stolen items, no matter what happened, the police could not say anything when the Suzuki family insisted that the items were not stolen and had been returned in full. The achievement of confirming the identity of the thief Scobin was enough to make them satisfied and no longer care about some vague details.

And because of the long-term strange behavior pattern of Kaito Kid, another Kaito may suddenly appear, steal other people's things, and return them after some unknown reasoning. This kind of thing is not beyond everyone's common sense at all. Although it will cause discussion, the matter will eventually be settled.

Next, just as Madarame could lie that Sayuri was lost and then contact buyers privately to sell his forged Sayuri in batches at the market price of the authentic ones, Suzuki Sonoko could resell the authentic ones and then return them to where they were needed through a third party.

According to Tang Ze's understanding, faced with this kind of situation, which is somewhat complicated and not suitable for donations announced with great fanfare, most museums will choose to remain silent after confirming the authenticity, wait for a few years when the hype has died down, and then find another reason to quietly make the collection public.

There is no need for a big fanfare, and no need to hurt anyone. A quiet replacement will be completed in secret, and everything will proceed quietly. *

"It sounds good... Although I don't know why you don't let Sonoko donate the things directly herself, but it won't harm anyone, so that's good." Mao Lilan let out a light breath and nodded with a smile.

"What you're pursuing is really simple." Tang Ze shook his head, not knowing whether to praise her for her kindness or say that she was naive.

"Hmm? Is there something wrong?" Mao Lilan was at a loss. "Everyone is doing good things and doesn't want to hurt anyone. Isn't this good?"

As an ordinary high school girl - at least in terms of her past vision and living conditions - her understanding of justice and kindness is such a simple thing.

When someone is in trouble, you should go to rescue them, no matter what kind of person they are; as long as you are doing good things and no one is hurt, even if there are misunderstandings and twists and turns along the way, the intention behind this matter is good and it should not bring about any bad results.

This is her understanding and cognition of the world over the past decade.

"There's nothing wrong with it. It's not a bad thing to keep it this simple." Tang Ze did not refute her, but just looked into the eyes of Conan who was slowly walking towards her from behind, and blinked slowly.

There are many speculations and conjectures about why Conan is unwilling to take the initiative to tell Ran Mouri the whole truth, including the fact that he has become smaller, the existence of the organization, and the possible dangers they face.

However, if we look at the evaluation of Karasawa, who has been with her for such a long time, it may be that Kudo Shinichi is the person who understands her best, and knows how simple and black and white her world is, so he is unable to express the cruel and objective social laws that govern the operation of this world.

The rules of society are indeed set, but unfortunately, most of the time, life only rewards those who are effective and do not follow the rules, rather than good people who follow the rules.

The organization is like a spider web, densely covering the shadows of society. For Mao Lilan, who has a simple and pure worldview, to accept that the people she comes into contact with may be bad people, the celebrities she knows may be bad people, and that she has rescued a bad guy who killed people like crazy, is not much different from forcing a child to grow up immediately.

"...I understand what you mean." However, it was somewhat beyond Tang Ze's expectations. Mao Lilan lowered her head and gave him an unexpected answer. "Sonoko now has her own things to do, and her considerations are different from before. Sonoko's last name is Suzuki, and she can't just consider herself when doing things. Although if she really only considers herself, there will not be any serious consequences. There will be many people who will tolerate her, and her family can afford these costs, but she doesn't want to do this. Tang Ze, you know these things very clearly, so you don't want to embarrass Sonoko."

"Xiaolan..." Conan walked up to her and called her name softly.

"I don't think as complicatedly as you do. In other words, thinking so many things will make people painful and unable to make choices. I don't like being so hard, and I don't like looking back and forth and hesitating." Mao Lilan smiled, raised her hand, rubbed Conan's head, and stopped him from saying, "I'm not as powerful as Shinichi, and I can't be a hero with great abilities. I'm just an ordinary person. Whether you like this or not, I just hope that everyone I care about is okay and can be fine, that's enough. Don't worry about me, I'm fine."

She has known Tang Ze for so long, and under his guidance, she has discovered the heavy, hidden darkness behind Conan's identity. After so long, she has gradually found a way to get along with this separation.

Her world has always been simple, or rather, narrow. She only knows the things and people she likes, and only cares about things she can understand.

And before she grows up enough to deal with all the complexities, and grows up to be able to understand deeper things like them, it is enough for her to just care about and try to protect such a simple world. She will definitely think more clearly about other things in the future.

As long as I can still stand beside everyone and watch all this continue, I will definitely be able to do it.

Conan, who originally wanted to say something comforting, heard her open-minded and frank answer. He met Tang Ze's eyes and quickly swallowed the rest of his words.

He understood the meaning of Tang Ze's eyes, so in the end he just raised his hand and gently grasped Mao Li Ran's fingers.

"…I'm here to inform you that we found a combination lock in the study. Do you want to take a look?"

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"It's a Russian code. Hmm, I don't know how many digits it has... No, it's better to ask, what kind of alloy is it made of? How come it's still intact after all these years... Is the mechanism really not going to break?"

"Brother Maori..." Megure Jusan raised his head helplessly and reminded him, "Don't press it randomly. Don't forget what the other mechanisms in the castle look like. This Mr. Kiichi seems to be using methods to prevent thieves and is full of malice towards intruders."

Qian Jiang, who was probably rummaging around the castle with his lock picking tools out of greed, was pinned down by the police, but the police still needed to search the castle themselves.

So, the good news is that Qian Jiangyi did not accidentally trigger the dangerous mechanisms in the castle, so it did not cause much trouble. The bad news is that due to the police's more extensive and less detailed search, more mechanisms were triggered.

After witnessing it twice with his own eyes, Megure Juzo fully understood why Kosaka Natsumi's grandmother chose to move out of the castle without hesitation.

Whether it's holes that can shoot arrows, armor that can suddenly raise its hands to stab, or swords that can fall from the sky, none of them sound like they can pass fire safety procedures. No, to be more precise, even the construction blueprints might be considered illegal.

Maori Kogoro's fingers froze, and he withdrew his hands in dissatisfaction, curling his lips in dissatisfaction: "Then how are we going to find the password now? We have almost searched this study room thoroughly, and apart from the cipher itself, we can hardly find any clues."

"Try his name first? Has he got a Russian name?"

Megure Juzo turned his gaze to the Russian ambassador.

Being ordered around by a young policeman from the Tokyo Police Station, the other party was obviously not very happy, but that was the situation. Apart from cooperating with the police, there seemed to be no other way to find the treasure, so he lowered his head and started pressing.

"wrong."

There is no wrong version in the 6 book forum!

"What about his birthday? Can we replace it with a Russian word?"

"That's unlikely. This kind of password, well, apart from the language barrier, it's actually very difficult to stop others..."

"His wife's name? Ms. Kosaka Natsumi, what was your great-grandmother's name?"

"Her name is Maria, but I'm not sure about her specific last name. Slavic names seem to be quite long. Mainly, she should have changed her last name after marrying in Japan..."

"That's not right either."

"Tsk..."

The Egg of Memory, the names of family members, and even whimsical names like Nicholas II or Faluber were all tried, but in the end nothing was found.

When Tang Ze walked in, he looked at the people in the room, then looked at Kuroba Kaito and Conan who were completely absent-minded. After thinking for a while, he finally spoke.

Although not letting them discover the secret now and then quietly telling it to Kosaka Natsumi might be a good outcome, it would be a bit too boring to unfold like that.

"Let me give it a try?"

"You? Oh, yes, you seem to be able to speak Russian..."

"I know a few words." Tang Ze pursed his lips and said modestly. He bent down under the gaze of everyone in the room and quickly typed in the correct password at lightning speed.

On the one hand, Tang Ze really didn't want to waste time, nor did he want Pu Siqinglan to divert her attention to the real descendant of Maria, Kosaka Natsumi. On the other hand, he was also quite fearless.

In the eyes of some people, he is the Kaito Joker, and in the eyes of others, he is the Kaito Kidd.

It would be natural for any of them to know some Russian and the password.

As expected, as he pressed the last letter, the floor beneath his feet made a loud buzzing sound, and the heavy mechanism began to turn. The secret passage that had not been seen in nature for decades slowly opened, successfully proving that—

"The quality of things back then was pretty good." Maori Kogoro looked at the suddenly opened secret passage door and said with emotion, "It's still working after all these years. If it were something produced now, it would break in five years."

"...Dad, is this the point?" Mao Lilan, who had originally had a serious expression, suddenly fell.

"That's right..." Maori Kogoro laughed and glanced at Tang Ze's expression, "You guys, you really know the answer. What did you just enter?"

Before Tang Ze could say anything, the Russian ambassador, who was staring at him closely, told him what he had just pressed.

"If translated into Japanese, it means, the magician at the end of the century..." He looked at Tang Ze with complicated eyes.

"Oh, it's the name on the signature of Kaito Kid!" This time Megure Jusan really understood, "You're quick to react, Tang Ze."

"No, it's mainly because my great-grandfather was once known as the magician of the end of the century. He even had this name before he went to Russia." Kosaka Natsumi shook her head and explained softly, "He participated in the 1900 World Expo when he was sixteen years old. With his excellent mechanism design and puppet making skills, he amazed the guests at the scene. As a result, he accepted the invitation of the Russian royal family and went to Russia to become a craftsman..."

"1900, means, the end of this century..." Kogoro Mouri touched his chin, muttering that something was inexplicably wrong, and reluctantly accepted the answer.

Hmm, why do people subconsciously ignore this signature and assume that Kidd is calling himself that... Oh, right, it's not the end of the century yet...