The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

"'Be careful of Akira Hirota's safety'... what does it mean, brother Kudo?" Megure Police Department stood at the door of the police station and scratched the back of his head, "He has been released from the hospital and is in our custody. The cause of coma is indeed what you said. As speculated, he was knocked unconscious with a rubber bullet. However, he is still unwilling to speak and is resisting. There is no more news for the time being, and we cannot ask about the whereabouts of Masami Hirota."

Conan stepped on his skateboard and moved quickly in the cool evening breeze. He put the voice changer to his mouth and continued on the phone: "I have studied the facts of this case and I think there are others behind the three robbers." With the help of power, now one of the three people is dead and one is missing, and only Akira Hirota has been arrested, so be careful of the other party taking extreme measures."

"I understand what you mean, but brother Kudo, he is already in the police station, and I want my police officers to step up the interrogation. Even if you say so..." Megure Police Department's tone was very embarrassing.

At present, there is actually no evidence to prove Kudo Shinichi's speculation.

Indeed, Akira Hirota most likely used false identity information, but the documents he produced were complete. Yamagata Prefecture is still checking household registration records, and there is no reply yet. Even though the Search Section attaches great importance to the opinions given by Kudo Shinichi , and it is impossible to directly accept all his statements.

"Don't worry, the household registration department of Yamagata Prefecture is already assisting us in the investigation, and there will be new progress tomorrow. I know you are paying close attention to this case, and I will notify you as soon as there is new information. Don't worry too much!" The Mu Police Department could only give this reply.

Conan hung up the phone heavily, read the message from joker again, and gritted his molars unwillingly.

His sources of information mainly come from his own reasoning and joker's off-site assistance. He cannot provide substantive proof and it is difficult for the police to take him seriously. Even the existence of the organization is difficult for him to prove to the police.

Even he himself, if he hadn't encountered gin and vodka and had an accident like shrinking, how could he have believed that there was such a huge criminal group, lurking in the dark and affecting the fate of so many people?

"There is no other way. Come on, hurry up, find the stolen money, track their whereabouts, maybe you can gain something." Conan lowered his head to confirm the hotel information on the room card, twisted his foot, and the skateboard turned a corner. , quickly ran towards the hotel where Miyano Akemi was staying temporarily.

And ahead, at his destination, Miyano Akemi pushed a luggage trolley stacked with six or seven suitcases and handed it to the front desk of the hotel.

She pinched the room card in her hand and said calmly to the smiling front desk: "I may not come and get it myself. If someone comes with the 205 room card, you can hand it to them directly. Well, or, if If there are visitors named Mori or Edogawa, you can also tell them that my things are stored here...I beg you."

Hirota Akira has probably been taken away by the police. The most likely people to have the room card now are the police.

If everything goes well, she will take the money away in exchange for her and Shiho's freedom. If not, at least they will not fall into the hands of the organization...

The most important things have been hidden by her, and she has also made preparations for the things that should be handed over.

There's only one last thing left...

Miyano Akemi took out her mobile phone, typed out the message word by word, and sent it to a secret email address.

【Today, everything will be revealed.

Shiho, when you see this email, I think I am no longer alive.

Take care of yourself, don't be too sad, and protect what your aunt and uncle left behind.

If unfortunately, you end up reading this letter...

Parting is just the ruthless autumn wind and winter snow. It will take away many things, but it will eventually bring spring. Don't feel sorry for me Shiho. 】

If the organization kept its promise, she would soon see Shiho and take her away, so it wouldn't matter what she wrote in this email.

And if things go to the worst possible outcome...

Her fingertips roamed gently over her sister's name, as if touching her soft smiling cheek, which made her smile.

"Bless me, Shiho." Taking a deep breath, Miyano Akemi curled up her fingers, touched the gun in her sleeve, walked out of the door with her head held high, and walked into the embrace of dusk.

Tang Ze withdrew his gaze to the last ray of light in the sky and blinked his eyes to prevent his contact lenses from drying out due to keeping his eyes open for a long time.

"Are we ready to go, seniors?" Sitting in the back row, he changed his sitting posture out of boredom and adjusted the direction of the sniper rifle in his arms. "You urged me to come over and join you, but after waiting for so long, Isn’t Miyano Akemi here yet?”

"Be patient, Kumail." Gin closed the lid of the lighter, "She will come."

"Well, at least the mission is finally over." Tang Ze yawned, looking very sleepy. "You guys are more exploitative than Bourbon-senpai. It's really scary."

"Have you not figured out your position yet?" Gin glanced sideways in the direction of the back seat, "You should understand why the organization meets your requirements."

"Of course I understand." Tang Ze did not restrain his lazy attitude, but just hugged the sniper rifle tightly in his hand, "I am an obedient tool, I am a vicious dog that can bite people, I know, I know~ So, when Only then can you give me a satisfactory reward. A vicious dog cannot bite a human unless it is well fed."

here we go again. Vodka squeezed the steering wheel in his hand and did not interrupt, but his eyes were very clear.

To say that Goro Akechi doesn't understand the ways of the world is to underestimate this little lunatic. He can fool so many media and the public, so he cannot be a child who cannot read the air.

Ever since he got the code name, he and Bourbon had made so many noises, probably all because of this urging.

As long as Yankou Zhongyan is not dead, this little pervert will not stop. It is difficult to say how much intentionality he had in annoying his elder brother like that before.

Gin obviously thought of this as well, frowning fiercely.

Talented young people are indeed worth cultivating, but they also have really bad minds and lack the stability of adults.

...So Bourbon is an adult, why do you join him in causing trouble?

"I told you, everything must follow the arrangements." Looking at this group of worried colleagues, Gin's eyes became more and more evil, "Don't act rashly."

"If I had acted rashly, Tonkou Shigehiko would have been dead long ago, and no one could save him." Tangze sneered and stabbed in a cold tone, "At least give me a time limit, right? Don't blame me. I’m so impatient, I’ve been waiting for this day for eight years.”

"Okay, be quiet, just swallow your words. Stop making trouble all the time. Your life is much more important than his." Gin replied irritably, with some intention of appeasing him, "Don't waste your time on little people. energy, Kumail.”

Okay, just click as far as it will go. Besides, it’s a bit babbling and doesn’t quite fit the character.

So Tangze snorted, closed his mouth, took off the stable grip on the gun, and reinstalled it. For a while, there was only the sound of mechanical parts colliding in the car, and no one spoke anymore.

"She's here." Vodka lowered his head and fiddled with the computer on his lap for a while. He didn't know what he had received, then he raised his head and said.

"Find a suitable location, Kumail." Gin pointed to the port terminal lined with containers outside the window, "Remember, try to keep as many people alive as possible."

Tangze raised his head with a smile, hung his sniper rifle behind him, made a playful wave, and winked in a somewhat deliberately disgusting way.

"Okay~ Leave it to me."

|ω｀) There are more updates, I’m writing them now