The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

After walking out of the bathroom and back to the venue, Conan tried his best to make his expression appear natural.

Joker really hurt him now.

Tsk, if Kudo Shinichi can't see the news, can Edogawa Conan do it?

Although he has been in newspapers more than once due to his frequent involvement in cases, it would be too much of a loss if someone links Edogawa Conan and Kudo Shinichi because of this kind of gossip...

Forget it, wait until the matter here is over, and then discuss this issue with my parents.

After regaining his composure, Conan's eyes quickly roamed around the field, and once again locked onto the anxious-looking Tonkou Shigehiko.

"...Can you explain in more detail?"

"Sorry, sorry everyone, give me a moment."

The door of the banquet hall opened, and Officer Megure walked into the venue with several police officers. He walked towards Shigehiko Tonkou who was still surrounded by reporters with a clear purpose.

The action was quite fast, and the efficiency of searching the first lesson was as good as ever.

He breathed a sigh of relief and stood some distance away from Tunkou Shigehiko, watching from a distance through the crowd.

The Megure Police Department stepped forward, drove away the reporters around Shigehiko Tonkou, and then had a brief conversation with him.

The negotiation between the two people did not seem to be successful. Although Zhongyan tried his best to restrain himself, he could still see the slight disgust and impatience on his face.

This is not surprising, neither politicians nor organization members have a favorable impression of the police.

But considering that he has been active in politics for a long time, he may show such an emotional display because he is too anxious.

Did the organization threaten him, or did he sense signs that the organization was going to attack him?

While Conan was still trying to analyze the current situation, he suddenly saw a familiar figure approaching the two people who were not communicating smoothly.

With his soft and docile chestnut hair and his signature soft smile, he is Goro Akechi.

Now, anyone who tried to get close to Shigehiko Tonkuchi would make him pay more attention, so Conan also distractedly observed Akechi for a moment.

Like everyone else who came to attend this memorial service, he also changed into a dark formal suit. The black Italian suit was connected with the black gloves he usually wore. It was much more solemn and steady than his usual clothes.

Isn't this supposed to be a high-end banquet in the literary and art world? Why does he appear here?

You can't just sneak in with the reporters from the TV station, right?

Looking back carefully, it seems that when he entered the door just now, Goro Akechi signed in right after Shigehiko Tonguchi, but Conan's attention was focused on Shigehiko Tonguchi in front, and he only caught a glimpse of a familiar face from the corner of his eye.

Then what is his purpose in approaching them...?

The puzzled Conan couldn't help but walk around the two tables and get closer, reaching a distance where he could hear their general conversation clearly.

"...providing appropriate protection, but Mr. Tunkou seems unwilling to accept it. Brother Mingzhi, do you actually know Mr. Tunkou?"

"Ah, by chance, we had some contact." Goro Akechi passed this part lightly, "Let me talk to him. Thank you for your hard work."

"No, please trouble Akechi-kun."

Akechigoro kept smiling, walked to Tonguchi Shigehiko, and whispered something.

His voice was very low. Not to mention Conan's distance, even the Memu Police Department standing a few steps away would not be able to hear the content of their conversation.

Zhongyan swallowed and listened to what he said. Small beads of sweat appeared on his face, and his nervousness was palpable.

Goro Akechi still had the same smile on his face, and the curve of his face did not change at all, which was in sharp contrast to Shigehiko Tonkoku, making him look particularly fake.

Shigehiko swallowed and grabbed Akechi Goro's forearm. His voice became uncontrollably louder and faintly reached Conan's ears: "What do you mean by danger? What do you know? Don't look like this disgusting face, I'm here I’m asking you something!”

Goro Akechi raised his eyelids, revealing all his amber pupils, which glowed with an indifferent color under the light: "Let go, Mr. Swallowing. You are too excited now and are not rational. I can understand."

"What the hell..." Tunkou Zhongyan clenched his teeth and glared. The veins on the side of his face bulged out with his movements, making his bloodshot eyes look even more ferocious.

Tunkou Shigehiko glared fiercely at the face that was so close to him. The twisted look on his face made Conan unsure whether it was fear or anger.

This beast-like expression with bared teeth is so different from the friendly image that Tonko Shigehiko likes to show in front of the public, so much so that if the reporters nearby who were dumbfounded raised their hands to take a photo, they might not even buy a newspaper. Belief is a person's level.

After taking a few heavy breaths, Zhongyan swallowed and did not say the next words.

Like discarding trash, he loosened his grip on the arm in disgust, then raised his hand and slapped Akechi hard on the face.

"Akechi-kun!"

"Brother Wise!"

This sudden conflict panicked the police who were confused about the situation and rushed over to pull the two people apart.

Tunkou Shigehiko used enough strength to hit Akechi so much that he was shaken sideways.

The crisp sound attracted the attention of the people around him. Not only the police, but also two or three waiters who were carrying champagne on both sides ran over. Some were checking Akechi's situation, and some swallowed their words with red faces. Then they pulled away and separated the guests who had a physical conflict.

"...I'm fine." Goro Akechi pressed his face, and the smile on his face did not waver. "It's okay. Officer Megure, Mr. Tunkou has agreed. You can monitor him nearby. Will cooperate."

"Oh, brother Akechi." The regretful Memu Police Department patted his shoulder and blocked the other guests' inquiring eyes with his broad shoulders. "You have conflicts with him. You can just tell him. It's too much trouble for you. .”

"It's not your problem. We really don't have a good relationship with him, but it's understandable that he's agitated right now." Mingzhi stood firm with the help of the waiter beside him and smiled magnanimously, "You still have missions. Don’t worry about me, just protect him first.”

The police officers who searched the first section thanked him for a while, and then followed the original plan and loosely surrounded the place where Tonguchi Shigehiko was standing.

The movement here has attracted the attention of many people. The murderer may give up his plan because of this, which would be great. The Memu Police Department thought so.

The thanked police officers dispersed, casting disapproving glances at Shigehiko Tonkou.

Only Conan kept his eyes fixed on Goro Akechi, frowning in confusion.

Just when Shigehiko swallowed his mouth and started to take action, he clearly saw Goro Akechi raising his right hand almost reflexively, as if he wanted to restrain the opponent's attack, but in the next moment, he restrained his movement and just curled up his fingers. , grabbed the hem of the suit.

It was as if if he didn't control himself like this, he would punch Tunkou in the face.

Moreover, although Conan had only seen Goro Akechi's marksmanship, he heard that his physical skills were equally impressive.

There was once a case in the residential house opposite them where gangsters pretended that a woman was attacked at home and tried to lure passers-by upstairs. Akechi Goro, who was nearby at the time, subdued four tall adult men with his bare hands - these were the people who witnessed this incident on the way home from school. In this scene, Mourilan was told to him and Mouri Kogoro as new news at home.

No matter how he thought about it, he shouldn't be easily attacked by a middle-aged man who looked like he was addicted to alcohol and sex.

But what was the point of him being beaten on purpose...

Conan, who couldn't understand the situation at all, fell into confusion.