The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

"Ding dong——"

After ringing the doorbell on tiptoe, Conan had just stood up when he saw the white-haired boy walking out of the garden on the side, holding a watering can for watering the flowers in his hand.

"I guessed you were coming over." Opening the courtyard door, Karasawa put the kettle on the railing beside the door and let Conan in, who was probing his head. "You want to ask me what happened to Masami Hirota?"

This high-end residential area of ​​Rice Flower 2-chome covers a considerable area. Just look at Kudo's house and Dr. Agasa's house for details.

After Tangze bought this single-family house, he did not carry out any major construction work and maintained the original layout.

The first floor alone has a gym, tea room, audio-visual room, etc. The area is quite considerable. As long as you greet him in advance, it will be quite difficult for Conan to meet Hoshikawa Fai.

"Yes, after I told you yesterday, I seemed to see you following her... Is there anything wrong with Ms. Masami Hirota? Is there anything special about her?" I was too embarrassed to call directly, and I sent an email without getting a reply. At the end of the day, It was because of Conan that he was holding back. He was blocking people at this moment, and questions were popping up one after another, "You asked me to pay attention to her, but I may not be able to help with finding relatives. Uncle Maoli is better at it..."

Tang Ze led Conan all the way into the side room on the first floor: "I happened to be doing some related investigations, and I realized it when I saw the follow-up email you sent."

This is the entertainment room decorated by the previous owner, and it was transformed into a place similar to a command center by Karasawa.

Standing in front of the room he had been preparing for a long time, Tang Ze smiled and opened the door.

Following his movements, Conan couldn't help but widen his eyes and almost exclaimed "Wow".

This room is so decorated that it looks like a scene from a criminal investigation film and television series.

Three large whiteboards are hung on the front wall. The whiteboard in the middle depicts a map of Tokyo. Each pushpin is connected by a red line. Newspaper clippings, photos and other materials are marked on different locations and connections... one by one. The witnesses are intuitively connected in series, as if they are weaving a huge network with Tokyo as the center, and every movement on the spider thread will be captured one by one by these red threads.

It's clearly organized, and there are sparks of thinking everywhere. Standing here, it feels like your brain is running faster.

Not a detective! Can you refuse such a combat center!

"Awesome!" Conan's eyes flashed, "Are you investigating the organization's affairs?"

As he spoke, Conan couldn't help but curl his fingers. He really wanted to raise his phone to take a picture and send it to his father to show off.

But considering that this is joker's information after all, allowing him to come in and take a look is already a sign of trust in him, so taking pictures is a bit over the top. He managed to control his itching, so he could only sigh with regret and give up.

This is so handsome, so detective, a phantom thief's intelligence room, why is it such a detective!

After observing his envious reaction for a while, Tang Ze nodded with satisfaction, then grabbed a laser pointer and pointed at one of the photos: "Investigating the organization is one thing. I have been collecting intelligence on various criminal incidents... Look at this photo. This person is the 'Kenzo Hirota' that Masami Hirota is looking for, right?"

The arrangement here is not entirely done by Tang Ze to bluff people - of course, there is no denying that Tang Ze had intentional factors in this scene.

In the past, he often did investigations, asking whether there were small cases that needed to be handled in the Impression Space, recalling the plot information that he could recall, on-site inspection of the structural details of the organization, etc... whether from the perspective of the real world or the cognitive world. , so much information he obtained needs to be sorted and archived.

When he was alone, a piece of paper and a pen would solve the problem, but now that Karasawa also has teammates, the need to share information naturally arises.

It was also at this time that Tang Ze came up with the idea of ​​making the detective next door cry. He started planning and sorting it out carefully, almost as if he were making a diary.

This war room was born.

Conan's eyes followed the red dots made by the laser pointer and landed on the photo pointed by Karasawa.

"Yes, that's the person."

"Then this case is related to the organization, little detective." Conan was slightly surprised by joker's assertion.

He turned around and saw Joker pulling out a photo of Hirota Masami from the table and pinning it next to Hirota Kenzo's photo. It was not difficult to tell that it was a side profile captured behind her, perhaps. It was taken yesterday when joker was following her.

"Kenzo Hirota is not his real name. I don't know what his real name is yet." Following the red line, Karasawa's laser pointer landed on a newspaper on the other side. It was a case of a drunken taxi driver causing death. Report on the serious injury case, "I discovered him while investigating a small gang. He used to be a taxi driver. Because of drunk driving, his operating qualification was revoked. After that, he became addicted to gambling and became a debt slave of the gang. However, Recently, he suddenly started using the pseudonym 'Kenzo Hirota' and had frequent contacts with this gangster. He visited the racetrack and seemed to have become richer. Originally, the content I collected should have ended here, but I found..."

The red dot produced by the laser pointer quickly slid across the whiteboard as his finger moved, and the image of a strange strong man with tattoos on his arms was highlighted. It was very blurry, but he could vaguely see that the person standing opposite him was wearing black. wearing a windbreaker, her long silver hair flying behind her clothes.

"This gang has intersected with the organization for some reasons."

"Gin..." Conan's eyes suddenly became sharp.

After pressing the switch of the laser pointer, the red dot on the group photo disappeared. Karasawa pulled up an office chair and sat down. The whiteboard marker in his hand wrote Masami Hirota's name in the blank space.

After describing the possible ways to deduce the case and the organization from a positive perspective, Tangze finally got to the point. He drew a horizontal line under the name.

"This is also a fake name, don't ask me how I know it." Putting on the cap of the whiteboard pen, Tang Ze eliminated the possibility of Conan's classmates getting to the bottom of it, "Since she is related to Hirota Kenzo, this case will not be that simple. Find Kenzo Hirota as soon as possible, even if it is for Miss Masami Hirota, getting involved with the organization will not end well."

Putting aside the spoiler part, joker's real ability is indeed to identify pseudonyms. The principle is very simple, just write it in the navigation APP.

You can't change your mind if you don't know the name. It's like if you write down a name on a certain note and he is still alive and well a minute later, then you can conclude that it is a pseudonym. The judgment is simple and crude.

Conan looked at this name with some reluctance, and looked at this cool war room with burning eyes.

The whiteboard is filled with clues and painted with various characters. The table is filled with various collected materials. There are two or three office chairs. It seems that people involved in the case can be seen standing or standing in the room, arguing fiercely. Or mutual recognition and inspiration, the air is exuding the smell of collision of wisdom.

This is what he ideally wants a detective's office to look like, an office like Uncle Mori's with beer bottles rolling all over the floor...

Um? Wait a moment.

"Oh, so..." Conan reacted belatedly and looked at Joker, who was sitting on the office chair and starting to spin his pen. "This room... is for you to discuss and exchange information with others. It's not just you. One person, do you have other, uh, group members?"

The multiple desks, chairs, pens, and documents divided into different piles all proved that this war room was not only used by joker.

Yes, his notice letters are always signed "Phantom Thieves of the Heart", and the words are also plural pronouns like "we" and "we"...

"Yeah, what's the matter? Is there any problem with there being more than one member of the Phantom Thieves of the Heart?" There is only one member in total, and the leader of the Phantom Thieves, who bumped into him halfway and was basically willing to take the bait, proudly puffed up his chest and was very proud. Ji declared, "I told you, we are the Phantom Thieves of the Heart!"

Hoshikawa Hui, the only member who took the bait himself and was standing upstairs eavesdropping: "..."