The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

"Your observation skills are very good, and you seem to be a person who is good at reasoning... I haven't asked your name yet."

"Huh? Me?" Karasawa withdrew his gaze from Conan and looked at Hattori Heiji sitting on the other side.

I don’t know if Tsujimura Kimie came prepared. She drove a 7-seater SUV and loaded all five people into the car and took them away.

Conan's cold condition was obviously more serious than in the original work, and Karasawa would glance at him from time to time, fearing that he would accidentally henshin him in advance, and that he would have to cause some traffic accidents to cover up the detective who was in frequent troubles.

"My name is Karasawa." Karasawa tilted his head, "If you want to ask me about Kudo-san... I'm sorry, although I am in the same class with him, I have never actually met him."

"Aki Karasawa, right? You've never met Kudo...are you a transfer student?" Hattori Heiji recalled what Mao Lilan said just now and raised his eyebrows, "And you transferred here after Kudo disappeared?"

"That's pretty much it." Tangze reached out and pushed Conan back down when he heard his name and wanted to raise his head in a daze.

"How strange..." Hattori Heiji said to himself, "After Kudo Shinichi disappeared, many detectives suddenly appeared in Tokyo. A guy like you with excellent reasoning ability also transferred here after he disappeared... Kudo is A seal or something like that?”

Tangze said it was hard to say.

Maybe there is some will in the dark that makes you choose one of the three?

Karasawa complained in his heart like this, but he still played the role of a teammate who helped Conan divert his attention. He made a random analysis: "Maybe in the past, when Kudo-san was around, the media's attention was on him, and the police were more inclined to let him assist... There is a siphon effect in all walks of life. A very small number of people at the head will take up most of the resources. I guess the detective industry is no exception?"

"No, it doesn't make sense." Hattori Heiji curled his lips, "Forget about this uncle, that guy Akechi Goro, I have collected relevant information. He is a detective who returned from studying in the United States. He was not in the country at all before, but it happened that he was also not long after Kudo disappeared. It started to become active…”

"Why, do you still suspect that he is related to Kudo Shinichi?" Tangze expressed interest in this novel point of view.

"Of course. Your place is the most likely hiding place of Kudo. If you can't find it successfully, you should consider him next... A qualified detective should consider any possibility, eliminate all impossibilities, and ignore the remaining answers. How unbelievable, that is also the truth." Hattori Heiji smiled confidently, showing a mouth full of white teeth, which were even darker.

"Holmes?" Conan, who was supposed to ask this question, was leaning next to him sickly, so Tang Ze asked it for him.

Hattori Heiji tapped him with his index finger: "That guy is also an avid Sherlock Holmes fan...another similarity."

"It's just that this sentence is too famous." Mouri Kogoro couldn't stand it and rolled his eyes, "Hey, why do you have to find that boy? There are so many famous detectives, what do you have with him? Hatred?"

"How could that be?" Hattori Heiji flicked his baseball cap and made a gesture that he thought was handsome, "I just want to see how much this person who is always compared to me weighs."

In fact, in order to scold him for his reckless behavior, his father used Kudo Shinichi to step on him a few times, which made him very unhappy.

In particular, Heye also agreed very much with his father's statement, saying that he did everything based on his passion and regardless of the consequences...

Huh, "other people's children" are always the most hated ones. I hope this guy named Kudo won't disappoint him. Otherwise, don't blame him for being too cruel when he goes out.

If Karasawa could hear Hattori Heiji's thoughts, he would definitely tell Hattori sincerely——

You are worrying too much, Kudo is much more reckless and careless than you. Look, you have tricked yourself into this situation, and you are still here.

Tsujimura Koe was sitting in the passenger seat and looked back at a few people.

She had a cold expression all the way, lowering her head to straighten the wrinkles on her gloves from time to time. She looked uninterested in their topic, but her eyes had glanced across Tang Ze's face several times.

Tang Ze knew it well, and when she focused her eyes on him again, he looked at her in confusion.

Considering that in this case, even if she seizes the time to beat the shadow in the memory space, the problem will not be her, but Isao Tsujimura who is about to burp, and he is probably drugged, and is just waiting for the detective to come and witness the secret room she created. It became part of the technique; and since the deceased's death was not unjust, Tang Ze decided to let nature take its course.

Of course, those who need to be persuaded will still be persuaded.

"What you just said in the office should not be mentioned in my home." After being discovered by Karasawa, Tsujimura Koe simply stopped pretending and directly expressed his thoughts.

"Of course." Tang Ze nodded in agreement, "I still understand the basic etiquette."

"Well, that's good if you know." Tsujimura Kimi put on his sunglasses and covered his eyes, "Are she and I really similar?"

"Yes, ma'am." Tang Ze came closer and held the backrest of the co-pilot to prevent others from hearing their conversation before confirming, "Whether it is the eyes, nose, or the distribution of the facial features, they are very similar... You are young She must be as beautiful as Miss Sachiko Katsuragi."

Mr. Tsujimura laughed at himself and said in a low voice: "I can even recognize a strange child... I really neglected my duty."

"How could it be?" Tang Ze leaned closer and said softly, "In any case, everything should not be the fault of the victim who was deceived by lies. You don't need to blame yourself, the past is in the past."

Lord Tsujimura turned around in shock.

Karasawa's icy blue eyes followed the shadows of trees outside the car window. The light-colored pupils were placed in the upturned cat eyes at the end of the eyes. They had a penetrating power, like a feline staring at its prey. She winced subconsciously.

There is something in this man's words. Did he see something?

After observing Tangze for a moment, and making sure that he had no intention of questioning or saying anything more, but just looking at her calmly and pitifully, Mr. Tsujimura felt an inexplicable tacit understanding and sadness.

At this moment, she vaguely realized that he had indeed seen something and was waiting for an answer from her.

"Thank you for your comfort, young man." Tsujimura Kamie pushed up his sunglasses and turned his head, with a knowing smile on his face that was no longer elegant.

Tang Ze also understood.

She heard Tang Ze's consolation, but she was determined to kill and had nothing to worry about.

"Okay." Tang Ze let go of his hand on the front seat and sat back.

She knew the consequences and was prepared for the worst. She had the martial virtue and magnanimity common among prisoners in Ke Xue's world.

What else can Tang Ze say? Respect and bless you, and wish you good luck in martial arts.

"What were you just saying to her?" Hattori Heiji, who was paying close attention to the movements of several people, saw that he had finished speaking and immediately leaned over, "Did you find anything?"

This boy named Karasawa Akira didn't say anything out of the ordinary, he had a lot of honorifics, and he was very polite and peaceful. However, Hattori Heiji always felt that he was mysterious and mysterious now, as if he knew something but just didn't want to say it.

At this moment, Hattori Heiji's thoughts briefly synchronized with those of a certain organizational model worker.

What should this be called? Mystic? The way he just doesn't say anything is really annoying.

"Nothing." As expected, Karasawa avoided his question and even responded by asking, "Do you really want to see Kudo-san? Then do you want to make a bet?"

"What are you betting on?" The word "bet" struck a chord with his competitive spirit. Hattori Heiji immediately sat up straight and listened attentively.

"Let's bet on whether he will show up and why he will show up." Tang Ze smiled kindly.

"Oh?" This kind of betting method is quite new, but thinking about it this way, Tang Zezhao really knows part of Kudo's affairs. It's all right, and no one will find someone to bet on based on vague speculations.

"I bet he will appear today, and he will appear because of your arrogance." Spoiler Tang Zezhao was fearless and made a bold bet, "If I win, you must accept a long-term commission from me. If I If you lose, well, I’ll tell you a secret about Akechi Goro’s identity.”

It's okay if you get fooled. What I'm afraid of is that you don't take the bait.

You make money when you win, but you don't lose when you lose. Tang Ze really likes this kind of gambling.

At the same time, Tangze felt a little secretly regretful. It would be great if everyone could take the bait so easily, then Coop could pick it up all over the floor, so that all the characters related to the plot would not lose all their pants, and Karasawa's name would be written upside down.

"How to provoke generals, right?" Hattori Heiji raised his eyebrows, "Okay, let's bet!"

Tang Ze narrowed his eyes and smiled, as if he had seen the brand new Tarot waving to him.

"Then let's wait and see."

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