The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

"'Silver Fox'?" Seeing the Mumu Police Department and the others arresting all the gangsters who were lying on the ground, Conan couldn't keep up his spirits. "It turned out to be just a group of habitual criminals who made counterfeit money."

"What are you lamenting about, Kudo." Haibara Ai, who was standing next to him, shook his head, "If they are really members of the organization, once this incident comes out today, the children and your friend named joker will , but something will happen."

"That's what you said." Conan sighed, looking at the woman whose hat was taken off, revealing an ordinary and mean face, "It's a good thing."

However, I really can’t tell that this aunt is still a murderer who dares to kill people.

I don’t know how the joker’s injury is.

He saw the first shot in the shoulder, but when he was shot again later, it was difficult to judge the location of the shot.

If this hits a troublesome spot... Why don't you go home and see him later...

"You are so courageous," Mumu Police Department said angrily as he put handcuffs on the woman's wrists, "You dare to shoot at a child. You violated the Firearms Prevention Law this time and injured someone... ...Although the victim ran away on his own, you will definitely stay in prison for several years."

When the woman heard this, she twisted angrily and protested: "But! I just wanted to scare them! We just wanted to make counterfeit money, but we didn't want to take human lives! God knows why that guy was shot. !”

"Huh?" Conan, who was worried, couldn't help but ask questions when he heard this.

"I deliberately avoided his direction, but he still...! Officer, this is a collision, this is a collision!" The woman was still yelling relentlessly.

"Okay, stop making excuses. If you have any questions, go in and talk to the prosecutor. Let's see if the prosecutor believes it or not." Mistaking her words as nonsense, the Mumu Police Department unceremoniously twisted her arm and tightened the handcuffs. She tightened her grip a little and signaled to the police officers on the left and right to hold her and take her down.

Conan touched his chin, thoughtfully, and then looked at the remaining blood stains in the office.

Well, it was difficult to judge this shot. He was not too sure of Ayumi's original position, and he didn't know whether the woman's statement that she didn't intend to hit her was true.

This shot, well... it's a little crooked, but it can still be considered on the path forward...

But this last shot, this one is a bit...?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. Conan quietly took out his phone and sent an email to joker.

[Is your injury okay?

The woman who fired the gun said she didn't intend to hurt anyone and you shouldn't have been shot.

I took a look at the situation at the scene, and it seems... indeed...]

Tangze climbed into the next room through the window and quickly finished changing his clothes. He saw this message as soon as he took out his mobile phone that was set to silent, and couldn't help but smile.

Sure enough, it would be easy to hide it from others, but Conan shouldn't be able to deceive him.

[Bingo, I said it, no problem.

I prepared fake blood in advance, so there was no real injury.

I mainly want to remind those naughty kids that running randomly to dangerous places will implicate other people and even affect other people's lives.

For this reason, it is better not to wait until things are really irreversible to understand. 】

Conan, who was worried about not looking back, ran to his house and found that he didn't even have a wound on his body. Tangze directly insisted that it was not real and it was a stunt.

"Those kids said you were shot three times." Hoshikawa Teru walked in the door and looked up, and saw Karasawa in his Akechi form sitting at the table and clicking on his cell phone. Feeling relieved, he tied up his hair and asked, " Although I feel like you’re definitely fine when you look like that, I still want to make sure you’re not injured, right?”

"That's for sure." Tangze put away his phone and watched Hoshikawa Teru take off Akechi's coat, tear off his striped tie, stretched out his hand, pulled his neck, and snorted, "Did you enjoy beating me just now? I You emptied the magazine without even blinking."

"Anyway, if you get shot in the heart, nothing will happen. Even if it hits you, hiss, let go. You're out of breath. Let go!"

【Is it for this reason?

Is that fake blood on the ground? Why doesn't it feel like it?

Forget it, anyway, as long as you're fine.

Do you need my help to deal with the traces on the scene? 】

Conan hesitantly sent the email, waiting for the other party's reply, while looking at the blood on the ground, the battle between heaven and man.

Goro Akechi went to the room upstairs to check first, but he hadn't come to check here yet.

After all, the real stronghold of the "Silver Fox" is upstairs. Surveillance cameras are only installed on this floor. The purpose is to convict them wisely. Their attention was immediately focused there, before they came down to check.

Speaking of which, it's no wonder that there are people squatting on the stairs. The whole process when he ran through the door and when Yuanta and the others entered the office, they were all monitored by the other party. Thinking about it, it was really scary.

He remembered that Goro Akechi was a detective who was very good at scene reconstruction techniques, especially in the analysis of blood traces. He had accurate judgment as if he was at the scene and watching everything happen.

Such a clumsy blood stain—Joker said it was fake blood, but it looked and smelled like human blood—must not escape Akechi’s eyes, right?

[Wow, detective representing justice, do you mean to help the lawless maniacs cover up their whereabouts?

Very touched, thank you very much. 】

[Don’t sound so hypocritical. When things here are over, I'll go find you. 】

This looks like you are still worried.

The consciences of these guys on the red side are a little too lively.

Sighing secretly and putting on a wise business smile, Tangze walked into the noisy office.

"Thank you for your hard work, everyone." After greeting the police officers who were busy collecting evidence, Tang Ze slowly began to plagiarize other people's work. "They did create a kidnapping case. I found a lot of physical evidence, which has been collected by trace inspection. The evidence has been obtained. The one wearing plaster should be the pattern maker in their team. I am afraid that it was because of the accidental injury that he was unable to complete the drawing, which is why there are so many Fukuzawa Yukichi missing a left eye. So, they I found a young man who was good at copying at the art exhibition, kidnapped him here, and forced him to help with the counterfeiting."

"Well, it seems that what these children said is true." Mumu Shisan nodded repeatedly and looked back at the children sitting in the back who were being questioned.

Ayumi was still shedding tears and her voice was trembling when she spoke. Genta and Mitsuhiko also looked like they had cried a lot, sitting there with red eyes.

Well, it seems that the initial effect is okay...

Nodding, he continued: "There are not only special pigments next to the photocopier, but also magnetic iron powder and other items. I guess they are planning to make a batch of counterfeit banknotes that can deceive the banknote detector, and then use them to quickly They spent a lot of money and exchanged it for equivalent items. By the time the incident was revealed, they would have fled long ago. So..."

Just as he was about to come to the conclusion, saying that they really didn't intend to hurt anyone, they were just going to make money through fraud, Tang Ze's eyes flickered down.

... Then I saw the blood stains that had obviously been scratched by someone with the sole of a shoe and had become mushy, making it impossible to distinguish the original state of the blood stains.

Tang Ze: "..."

Effort destroyed, but not much effort.

Conan, for a famous detective like you, do you rely on this primitive method to destroy traces?

If you had your skills, Kumail would have been jailed a long time ago, and you are making fake wine!

Okay, next are 3 more fan updates, and the unlucky 15th update to encourage me to work hard on QAQ