The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

"Conan really wants to leave us and run away again!"

"What are you doing..." Conan took a step back and glanced at Haihara Ai, who was standing behind him with an unconcerned expression.

Hui Yuan Ai spread his hands and looked helpless: "They are all unwilling to go back and are secretly following you on the subway."

Looking at the expressions on their faces full of guilt, Conan subconsciously looked at the screen of his mobile phone.

Oops, joker just told him that he was almost there, could it be...

"Hey, it's very lively." Sure enough, before Conan could finish being nervous, Joker's typical lazy voice came from behind.

The children who surrounded Conan were interrupted by the sudden voice and raised their heads in confusion.

"Good afternoon, kids." Karasawa put his hands in his pockets, bent down from behind Conan, and looked at the elementary school students with a smile.

Several of them had seen Joker in the form of a phantom thief, but they didn't seem to associate him with his white hair for a while, and looked back at him blankly and strangely.

Tang Ze's eyes swept across several people, especially Huihara Ai, who paused for a long time.

...and then found that she had no reaction at all. She looked at him cautiously and doubtfully, and she no longer showed the fearful reaction that would occur when encountering organization personnel head-on.

Why is there no response to the joker vest? Why, can her radar automatically analyze the tissue content of different vests?

"Hey, hey, hey..." Conan secretly tugged on his hooded jacket.

"It's no problem." Tang Ze put his hand on Conan's head and rubbed it a few times, smiling at them, "The children will keep my secrets, right?"

Secret, what secret?

The young detective team were stunned and looked at Conan.

Conan's eyes drifted for a moment, and he thought to himself, that's hard to say.

His classmates, even among primary school students, are the ones that make people particularly worried...

His white hair and eye color seem to be very special... but he seems to be quite friendly to children.

For the time being, it was judged to be harmless. Haihara Ai, who couldn't see anything unusual, looked away and flipped through his phone with a headache.

It was all because of Conan, a detective who was busy following him around. The location information he provided one second might be meaningless the next, so she could only follow him all the way to report the location.

I don’t know how long it will take for Tangze and the others to arrive...

"That's too arrogant," Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya looked across the street. The newspaper office, which Conan believed to be the location of the criminals, was not far ahead. "Isn't this just opposite the police station? Making fake news directly opposite the police station. Money?"

"Perhaps they are betting on darkness under the lights." Haiyuan Ai crossed his arms, "Normal people would never think that someone would dare to use the printing press in front of the police station to do such a thing."

"Then let's just go to the police, right?" Kojima Motota didn't even think about it, and ran straight to the police station.

Tang Ze looked at his back and shook his head.

Several children and a young man who didn't look too old came to the door and said that a kidnapping case had occurred. The culprits were a gang that made counterfeit money. No police would believe it.

"Hurry up, little detective," Tangze bumped Conan, who was still standing, with his calf, and whispered, "While they're gone... Do you have any police officers you know well? Make a call. You brought a voice changer. How about I come?"

Haihara Ai, who was about to take steps to keep up with the children, paused and turned back to stare at Conan in shock.

This person is also an insider. No wonder she became the foreign aid that Kudo found, just like she contacted Karasawa...

However, how long have you become young? How come it seems like just about everyone knows your identity, Kudo!

Under Haihara Ai's condemning gaze again, Conan laughed a few times, pulled off his tie, picked up his phone, turned his back, and glared at joker.

This guy lives next door to his house, and Haiyuan is Tangze's cousin. He doesn't believe it if he is unaware of Haiyuan's identity.

It was all intentional!

"Officer Megure, it's me," Conan said to the person on the other side of the phone in Kudo Shinichi's voice through the sound collector on the bow, "I discovered a group of criminals who are suspected of making counterfeit money, although it is not confirmed yet. evidence, but my judgment should be correct... They may also be holding hostages, so you must be careful when you come..."

Seeing Conan start to use Kudo Shinichi's identity to perform remote micro-control again, Tang Ze glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw that after struggling for several minutes in front of the police station to no avail, Sayazi ran directly to the children in the newspaper office across the street, shaking his head silently. .

These naughty kids from the Junior Detective Team...

You could say that they are bad-hearted, but they are definitely not that bad. Although they may have various minor problems, overall, they are still kind-hearted children.

But you have to say that they have good intentions and their ability to cause trouble and harm others and themselves...

It can only be said that the teammates chosen as the God of Death are all very capable and should not be underestimated.

Children of this age are generally in a naughty stage where they forget to eat but not to fight. Even if something happens to them, they will get into trouble more than once, and they will be in danger frequently, but it cannot stop them from being naughty.

so……

Tang Ze looked at the tightly drawn blinds on the second floor of the newspaper office and smiled meaningfully.

Only by leaving them a profound lesson can we achieve educational significance, right?

Haibara Ai, who was standing with his hands in his pockets waiting for Conan to finish the call, reached out and rubbed his cold arms.

What's going on? Why do I suddenly feel something bad...

Gin and the others are talking about her again?

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"What, no one is here at all." He reached out and opened the door of the newspaper office. Mota Kojima, who had no sense of trespassing, walked around the empty office rudely, "Where are the counterfeit bills?" Ah, did Conan make a mistake?"

"Genta..." A slightly frightened Yoshida Ayumi stood outside the door, nervously pulling on the door frame, not daring to really go in. "It's not good to run over here directly. We haven't even called Conan yet... …”

"Who wants to call him? Damn it, I would rather ask adults to help me than tell us what I found. Do you think we are members of the detective team?" Yuantai complained angrily, "That white-haired big brother doesn't even tell us what he found." When they asked us our names, they looked down upon us like the police and thought we were children."

"Yes, Ayumi, we need to find some evidence to bring back, otherwise the police won't believe us at all." Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya sighed in an old-fashioned way, "It's troublesome to be a child."

"But the missing eldest brother is not here. How are we going to bring the evidence back," Ayumi said timidly, "There is only a lot of paint here..."

"Yeah, a lot of paint, as well as paper and brushes." Yuantai, who seemed to understand, grabbed a bottle and unscrewed the lid, wrinkled his nose in disgust, "Oh, it smells so bad."

"Anyway, there is no one, so let's look for it." Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya said enthusiastically, "Finding evidence and clues from the limited scene situation, and analyzing the truth, this is what a detective should do!"

"Oh! Hurry up and find the bad guy who kidnapped others and drew counterfeit banknotes!" Yuantai shouted in a rough voice, his strong voice echoing in the empty newspaper office.

woke up