The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

"Dong dong dong..."

"Who?"

"Hello, is this Professor Hirota Masami?"

"Ah, yes."

"I have your urgent package. Can you sign for it?"

"Wait a minute! Why do you have to work so hard to deliver things at this time...ah! Who are you? Wait! You...!"

Retracting the knife that struck the opponent's neck, Karasawa quickly caught the old man who had fallen down and looked at Toru Amuro, who was standing at the door.

Toru Amuro lowered his head, grabbed Hirota Masami's calf, and carried him into the house with Karasawa one behind the other.

"Have you communicated with his wife and children?" Tang Ze asked in a low voice.

"The communication is basically over, and there is a high probability that the person will be transferred with him." Toru Amuro carried the person into the house with him, laid him flat on the sofa, and briefly checked to confirm that the person was not seriously injured except that he was knocked unconscious, and then he began to feel free. He searched Hirota's study room and continued to communicate with Tang Ze, "The public security authorities have already completed the coordination work. Feng Jian will bring people to clean up the scene soon. Is the information you are looking for here?"

"Yes, but I don't think we need to have high hopes. If the organization's information is so easy to steal, why would my parents bother to go to that point."

Karasawa walked to Hirota Masami's computer. He ignored the personal computer in standby mode. Instead, he searched for various possible storage media along his bookshelf and looked at the various CDs he received.

"Night Baron" was originally a virus used by the organization to clean up computer data and eliminate traces. To develop this kind of thing, it must have been tested by counterfeit wine for a long time.

So Tangze didn't think he could find relevant content about APTX4869. What he was looking for was instead——

"...That's it." After flicking the CD box marked "Bai Cang Yang" in his hand, Tang Ze stood up with satisfaction.

There was a perfect time lag in the original work, and the murderer of Hirota Masami was killed on the way Conan and others arrived. It was meaningless to Bourbon and Kumail. Considering that he thoughtfully silenced the organization first, the gin and vodka that came a little later may have to be thanked.

However, as a joker, collecting murderous scum is also part of the daily tasks. If there is an opportunity to add some trouble to the murderer, Karasawa will do it.

On the other side of the room, Toru Amuro, who had completed the preliminary investigation and found no valuable information, turned on the phone's answering machine.

"I'm Morioka, teacher, will you be at home tonight? Although it's very presumptuous, I have something important to ask of you. What time will it be convenient for us to meet tonight? When you confirm the time, you can reply..."

"Hello - I'm Bai Cang, teacher Hirota. I haven't seen you for a long time. Regarding the things mentioned before, I would like to pay a visit later today..."

Along with the beeping sound of the answering machine, messages were played one after another in sequence. Soon, Toru Amuro heard a very familiar voice.

"Hello, this is Kurosawa Life Insurance. I would like to introduce our latest insurance products to you. Could you please spare some time..."

Although the human voice was distorted through phone calls and recordings, Toru Amuro immediately recognized who the owner of the voice was.

Vodka.

"Oh?" Toru Amuro raised his eyebrows interestingly and exchanged a look with Karasawa, "They want to test whether Professor Hirota Masami is at home... In other words, Vodka and Gin are also eyeing him?"

"It seems so." Tangze grinned and suggested maliciously, "Do you think they would be willing to pay a good price for this tape?"

"Then it's not them who has the final say." Toru Amuro turned on the answering machine, pulled out the tape inside, and smiled maliciously.

Tang Ze glanced at the tape that almost became a prop at the murder scene, and felt deeply that he was really doing good deeds.

Not only were the people saved, the murderer was dead, but even the injured tapes had a better outcome.

It's better to become a prop to murder the organization's funds than to murder people, right?

————

Miyano Akemi, who was waiting anxiously, heard the beep on her phone and immediately turned on it, staring at the pop-up message.

[Don’t worry, Sister Mingmei, Professor Hirota is fine. The organization is indeed targeting him, but he is currently considered dead. The police are already preparing for the transfer of witnesses.

I'm fine too. The organization didn't doubt the source of our intelligence. After all, the pseudonym you used at the time was the surname of Hirota, which is logically easy to explain.

don’t worry.

PS. Remember to inform Shiho that the information has been planted with viruses by the organization in advance. You can’t get it back, so don’t worry. 】

Breathing a sigh of relief, she slowly leaned back into the soft sofa. When her sister looked at him with confusion, she smiled and said, "Professor Hirota is fine, but I'm afraid I won't be able to get the information back."

Professor Hirota is a kind-hearted and responsible teacher. Miyano Akemi, who had lacked the care of her elders since childhood, established a deep relationship with him during college.

She has maintained contact with her professor for many years, and in times of crisis she will immediately think of using Hirota as her pseudonym, which is enough to show the relationship between Miyano Akemi and Hirota Masami.

Miyano Akemi had been nervous when her sister mentioned the incident of sending the wrong CD. If Karasawa hadn't promised to leave everything to him, she might have rushed to Professor Hirota's house.

Haibara Ai was sitting upright on the soft sofa, carefully looking at the layout of the living room. Such a serious expression on the immature face that had turned into a child only made people feel cute.

So Miyano Akemi, who was a little relaxed, directly followed the impulse, reached out to hold her sister's soft cheeks, and rubbed them.

"Sister!" Having just witnessed the way Karasawa was being kneaded into dough this afternoon, Miyano Shiho struggled a little in panic.

Tangze is such a strong person, but he can still be rubbed by his sister until he screams. As he becomes smaller, he can't withstand a few ravages.

"It's so cute... It's the first time I've seen Shiho like this." She leaned over and put her hand on the child's soft cheek. Miyano Akemi, who had missed her sister's childhood years, looked intoxicated. She was so obsessed with kneading that she looked like a child. Haibara Ai couldn't help herself. She hadn't completely forgotten the current situation, and it was her last sanity. "But, you still ran out so late. Is there any problem with Dr. Ali?"

Haibara Ai protested a few more words, seeing that her sister was unmoved. She rarely had the opportunity to be close to her sister, so she could only blush and accept such clingy nudges: "I told the doctor that I was going to I have a question about my brother Tang Ze’s contact information. The cafe is not far from here, so there’s no problem..."

Hoshikawa Teru took off the newspaper that was covering his face, folded it in half and folded it carefully, and placed it on the table, for fear of disturbing Miyano Akemi, who was getting better at rubbing against his sister.

If Sister Mingmei comes back to her senses and finds that he has seen such a undignified side of herself... then...

Unexpectedly, Sister Mingmei faced her younger sister in this style.

Although she pinched Tang Ze's face from time to time, she really didn't do it to this extent.

Maybe it's because Karasawa is his cousin after all, and Miyano Shiho is his sister... Is this the difference between closeness and distance? What a blessing, ah, no, what a pity.

Hoshikawa Teru, who quietly lowered his sense of presence, silently prayed that Karasawa could rush back as soon as possible to save him from this embarrassing state.

He silently moved his gaze to look at the two sisters, focusing on the newspaper that had just been laid flat.

More and more people are experiencing a decline in reputation and having their character questioned because of the unclear authenticity of the notice... Even Karasawa himself has been affected.

This is not a good sign, I need to think of a solution.

The red and black propaganda letter about the Phantom Thief was printed on the news in black and white, like an ominous obituary.

For reasons that everyone understands, I am late in writing today.

There will be another update in the middle of the night, and there will be additional updates by the way.

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