The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan.

"Can you find the gem of eternal life? The Philosopher's Stone, Pandora?"

After flipping through the documents in front of her, Vermouth threw away the shiny, intricate and ornate photos of handicrafts and instead picked up a record that was obviously handwritten. She read it carefully word by word, with a sarcastic smile on her lips.

"Nonsense." Looking up at Tang Ze who was sitting opposite her, Vermouth answered decisively, "A gem that can give people eternal life? Why would anyone believe in such a thing?"

Tang Ze lowered his eyes, stirred the coffee indifferently, and replied indifferently: "Who knows. Maybe it's true."

“…What? You also believe in something that sounds ridiculous?” Vermouth turned her eyes away, paying subtle attention to his expression.

Considering only his style and behavioral logic, Kumail is undoubtedly a madman.

But even crazy people seem ordinary and gentle compared to those who fear death, fear disappearance, and are unwilling to give up their comfortable lives.

Vermouth had met many of them.

It is a smell that is influenced by the desire for power, it is the limit of human desire, arrogant and ridiculous.

If possible, she really didn't want Kumail to be tempted by some illusory goals and fall into a situation from which there was no turning back.

Tang Ze snorted and took a sip of the bitter coffee. "Before someone studied and discovered it, could you believe that there was such a thing as X-alloy in the world? What about cognitive science?"

For him who loves sweet things, this cup of black coffee is pure medicine, but Tang Ze remained completely calm when swallowing it.

After recovering his memory, Tang Ze quickly realized that even though his previous eighteen years self had no memory of his previous life, he was still the same as him after all, and his living habits and many tiny details were very similar to his current self.

After discovering this problem, Tangze consciously corrected it. When he was acting as Goro Akechi or Kumail, he would deliberately change his eating habits, handwriting, and habitual movements to reduce the possibility of being exposed.

Black coffee is one of them. Compared with those coffees that suit his tone, it can make Tang Ze feel more clear-headed.

"So, you are one of those who believe in it?" Vermouth gave him a subtle look, "I really can't tell. You don't seem like a romantic person."

She acted calmly when she said this, but her heart couldn't help but sink.

Others don’t know what Kumail represents, but Vermouth, who is deeply involved in the organization’s experiments, or is herself a part of the experimental product, knows it very well.

Although this guy may know nothing about the so-called theory, he is the most concrete "product" that can truly influence the research direction of the organization.

If he indicated that such a thing existed, the direction of the organization would certainly change.

...Or maybe Kumail knew this and so deliberately revealed this tendency.

"Of course I don't want to believe it. But you can see it," Tang Ze pointed at a line in the report, "this 'Scobbin' is not just an ordinary killer. I believe there must be more people like him in that organization. Their pursuits may not necessarily represent correctness, but they must be meaningful."

Vermouth glanced at the glaring words, frowned, and reflexively looked at Tangze.

She didn't say anything, but Tang Ze understood the meaning of her look and explained, "Don't worry, I'm still irreplaceable. But at the same time, each of them is irreplaceable. If, I mean, if..."

His voice became lower and lower, until in the end, it was so low that it sounded like he was talking to himself into a cup. Even for Vermouth, who was sitting opposite, it took her some effort to hear what he said clearly.

"What if Pandora is not the fantasy of a madman, but something more concrete?"

As he spoke, he raised his eyes, and the pupils under his beautiful contact lenses lit up with a faint golden light.

What he said was not harsh and his tone was vague, but Vermouth suddenly clenched her fingers.

She probably guessed what Kumail wanted to say.

It was like APTX4869, which had created countless miracles and tragedies, or an organization that suddenly decided to collect X-alloys...

If these people really possess special powers and are not just charlatans, then their words, even if they are just wild talk and dreams, have a certain meaning and should not be underestimated.

"Instead of letting them move around outside, planning something, and doing some unknown actions in secret, it is better to be more direct." Putting down the cup, Tang Ze pointed at the photos, "Eliminate them, or control them. It is much easier to eliminate them by locking them in the laboratory than letting them move around outside."

Having said that, Tang Ze stopped pretending and stopped maintaining that gentle tone, and directly expressed his request.

"Report all of this in detail. Don't let them have it too easy. I believe the boss will be interested in these things."

Of course, Tangze needs to pass these reports to the organization, but in theory he and Bourbon are still Rum's subordinates, and the messages they send back cannot exceed Rum's authority.

As for Rum, there is a high probability that he is also harboring evil intentions and is a slippery person. He is obviously the type of person who would smuggle his own agenda when passing information down.

It would be a real sin if this caused the boss to lose interest in the zoo.

At this point, Vermouth completely understood his idea and looked at the photos for a while.

In addition to the treasures of the Romanov dynasty, there are also a large number of jewels mixed in here. The dazzling light falls on the table, like a gorgeous collage.

It is not difficult to see that although the numbers of the two are not proportional at all, these precious gems may not be much less expensive than the collections next to them.

To be more precise, this is the real job content of the thief named "Scobbin". The part about the Romanov dynasty that people know about her is purely a personal interest.

…Then again, nothing happened to my main job, but I got myself into trouble because of my side job, and was caught by a smarter hunter, who squeezed out all the information of the organization behind me…

If the organization calling itself the Zoo knew the whole story, the first thing they would do would probably be to infiltrate the organization and kill Scobin.

Vermouth smiled. This time she did not refuse. She just quietly put all the things into the file bag.

“Well, considering that this is also a group of guys that need to be dealt with, you have come up with a good plan.” Vermouth packed up her things and changed to a more relaxed sitting position. “Everyone will be satisfied. Is this what you came to me for?”

"It's not just these things." Tang Ze looked at her eyes that had become unfamiliar again after her disguise. "Of course, there is a reason why I told you this. I believe that without any reason, the people in this organization would not set an action goal based on an illusory legend. They believe so firmly in the existence of Pandora, there must be a source."

"……so?"

"So, have you heard of the Twilight Annex? When did the boss start collecting X-alloys and paying attention to these 'rumors' and 'legends'? Was it after the funeral?"

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"Dong dong dong..."

After searching for a while and failing to find the doorbell, Nanatsuki Koshimizu scratched her hair and had to ignore the etiquette issues and walked straight into the door. She raised her hand and knocked on the door in front of her.

And almost the moment she put her hand down, the door in front of her opened.

"...You're really scary like this." Looking at Hoshikawa Teru, who was standing in the shadow of the door and whose expression was almost invisible under his bangs, Nanatsuki Koshimizu patted his chest and said, "Have you been squatting at the door all the time? You open the door as soon as someone knocks."

Xingchuan Hui glanced at her, said nothing, turned around and led her inside.

"It's quite big." Koshimizu Nanatsuki, who was visiting the Phantom Thieves' base for the first time, peered around and commented, "It doesn't look like they're short of money. So why don't they install a doorbell? The curtains are drawn so tightly that you can't tell from the outside if anyone lives here."

There is no wrong version in the 6 book forum!

"Because there is no need. It is normal for a secret base not to be discovered."

"Eh? So how do you guys usually go out? Do you all go that way?"

"Yeah. Convenient."

"What if someone comes to the door?"

"Someone discovered you when you came. This is the base of the Phantom Thieves, not just anyone can come in."

With a hint of death on his face, Hoshikawa Teru kept his eyes dead as he answered the endless questions from the half-baked detective.

He knew where the other party's familiar tone came from, and this was not the first time he had come into contact with the other party.

For Nanatsuki Koshimizu, the member of the Phantom Thieves she is most familiar with is the Joker, who is also a detective. In her understanding, Hoshikawa Teru = Akechi Goro = Joker, so she naturally regards Hoshikawa Teru when he is not acting as the other person's real daily state.

Although the difference is a bit big, Nanatsuki Koshimizu, who has experienced the state of being controlled by the mask, can still understand it to some extent.

When standing in that kind of world, there will be a sense of detachment that is completely different from the past. More or less, the personality will be different from the daily state, at least her own is like that.

Hoshikawa Teru understood her thoughts, but he really didn't feel like cosplaying, and he couldn't learn Tang Ze's speaking style, so he simply chose to remain silent.

Strictly speaking, Nanatsuki Koshimizu, who has awakened her power but has not become a formal member, is an intern. It is naturally impossible for an intern to know company secrets. It is impossible for Tang Ze to tell her about his identity easily, so Hoshikawa Teru has to continue to bear the blame.

In the operations room, Zhu Fujingguang, who was helping Miyano Akemi to sort out financial documents, raised his head and was about to call out Hoshikawa, but when he saw the person coming in behind him, he immediately swallowed the name.

"… This is Miss Koshimizu, right? Why are you here so suddenly? Is there something wrong?"

The two knew about the existence of the Phantom Thieves, and because of their talents and abilities, they were reserved by Tang Ze as "reserve members", so under normal circumstances they would not come here.

Putting aside his identity as a quasi-mask user, Kyosuke Haga's main social identity is still a musician. Having just escaped from his family's case, he is still busy dealing with litigation issues. Nanatsuki Koshimizu and her bestie have just settled down in Tokyo and are both very busy.

The considerate leader of the Phantom Thieves would certainly not disturb other people's personal lives at this time, unless he was really too busy or really needed their identities, otherwise he would just maintain an infrequent daily greeting status with them.

Normally, as intelligent people who know what's interesting, since Tang Ze did not take the initiative to introduce other members of the Phantom Thieves to them, the two of them were tactful enough not to disturb the daily lives of the Phantom Thieves without permission. Even though they knew the address here, they never took the initiative to visit.

There must be a reason why Koshimizu Nanatsuki came to see me.

"Ah, didn't he tell you?" Nanatsuki Koshimizu glanced at Teru Hoshikawa who was curled up on the sofa in surprise. "The captain told me that if I encountered this situation, I should take the initiative to tell him. If he didn't respond, I should come to the base to explain the matter."

"Hmm?" Zhu Fu Jingguang frowned and looked at Xingchuan Hui questioningly, and he also saw confusion on the other's face.

Karasawa, who was mainly busy with Rena Mizunashi some time ago, said that he would leave some space for the CIA and the FBI to talk, and then took a group to Osaka to experience the limited-time event of Kaito Kid cosplay.

Tang Ze actually gave them some instructions regarding this rare female high school detective who had just joined the team.

"That's it, the invitation." Koshimizu Nanatsuki pulled out an invitation and shook it. "You said that if we receive any vague letter that specifically invites multiple detectives to come, we must notify you as soon as possible and not act rashly. Xiaoxun saw this in the mailbox of the office yesterday morning. You have been in Osaka for several days, so it probably didn't reach you at all."

As she spoke, she handed the invitation letter in her hand to Hoshikawa Teru. Obviously, she meant that Akechi Goro was also invited.

Xingchuan Hui frowned and took the letter.

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"Where did you hear this name?" Vermouth's fingertips trembled, and it took some effort to put the teacup in her hand back on the table steadily.

It took her a lot of effort to control the trembling of her voice.

Since Kumail asked about the Dusk Annex, he was undoubtedly aware of the legend surrounding it, about the single wealthy man, Karasuma Renya, who died mysteriously decades ago.

This also means that Kumail may have discovered something very extraordinary, and he is learning about the real identity of the BOSS.

Compared to the unknown existence of the Stone of Immortality, this is the real Pandora's Box that should not be touched...