The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

"What's going on?" The emcee, who was standing far away, stood on tiptoe and couldn't see the situation clearly, and asked the people around him eagerly.

"Water, crystal lamp..." The fat man who was nearest looked at the crystal lamp that almost touched his shoulder and fell to the ground. He took two steps back with weak legs and fell to the ground.

Karasawa took two steps back, crushed two glass pendants that fell at his feet, and looked at Tonkou Shigehiko's face that was distorted by the heavy object.

Before he died, he learned that his illegitimate son had climbed to the top of the organization, and witnessed a strange scene of clones. Judging from his crooked mouth and squinting eyes, it was obvious that he was walking uneasily.

That's fine, just not peaceful.

Tang Ze nodded with satisfaction, and in the midst of the commotion, he whispered to Hoshikawa Hui, who was standing next to him: "How do you feel? Are you happy? Or are you confused?"

Xingchuan Hui tightened his fingers and held the glasses in his hand. His voice was slightly dry when he spoke: "I don't know, it's a little relaxed, but suddenly I feel... It turns out that he is also such an ordinary and fragile human being. No need. An ingenious strategy, no need to rack your brains, ordinary people can die easily... My hatred and fear, and the pain I have suffered for more than ten years, seem to be meaningless."

"How could it be?" Tangze wanted to pat Xingchuan Hui's shoulder comfortingly, but he couldn't make any moves easily now. Many people would notice him in the venue, and he had to fulfill his duty to play the multiple identities of Akechi, "From now on From the moment it starts, it makes sense. 'Swallowing Hayato' is already a thing of the past."

"...I understand. Okay." Xingchuan Hui closed his eyes, took a step back, and put his glasses back on, "I'm fine, don't worry about me, deal with your own troubles first."

The viscous blood dripped and pooled downwards along the sharp crystal pendant. The bright red color slowly climbed and spread outwards. The fine and dense bright rainbow colors reflected by the crystal lamp were reflected in the pool of blood. With the blood overflowing, it swayed gently like water waves.

Xingchuan Hui watched this bloody and magnificent scene carefully and remembered it firmly in his mind.

The seemingly endless suffering that had been pressing on his back for eighteen years, the pressure from the name "Tukou" seemed to be like the blood, finding a hole in his body, overflowing, gathering, and slowly flowing out. go out.

He is Xingchuan Hui.

Confirming that his teammates were now mentally stable and would not suddenly collapse or go crazy, Karasawa calmly stared at Shigehiko Tonguchi's body and entered his stage role.

"Everyone, please be quiet!" A harsh noise came from the speakers. The police officer, holding a police card in one hand, snatched the microphone from the emcee's hand. The loud voice echoed throughout the venue, "I am from the Metropolitan Police Department. Mumu! Please stay where you are, don’t panic, and don’t leave the scene at will!”

Behind him, the police officer from the First Search Division quickly came forward and moved away the huge crystal lamp that was pressing on Tonkou Shigehiko.

Takagi Wataru squatted down, quickly checked the condition of Shigehiko Tonkou, and shook his head: "No, the pulse is gone. Confirmed death."

Megure Police Department sighed and took out the gloves he carried with him from his inner pocket.

Karasawa did not walk up rashly as a detective, but watched Takagi Wataru remove his fingers from Shigehiko Shigehiko's mouth and nose, then raised his eyelids and looked around.

A vacuum zone naturally formed around the place where the crystal lamp fell, which is now occupied by police officers.

Directly opposite Karasawa, a tall blond woman was holding her arms and communicating with the people behind her in English. When she noticed his gaze, she stopped talking and looked back.

She was wearing a black slim-fitting formal skirt that perfectly outlined her curves. Just by looking at her standing out among the crowd, you could feel her unusual charm.

The world-famous movie star, Chris Wynyard, also known as Belmode, looked at Goro Akechi, who was looking at him up and down, and smiled meaningfully.

Tangze stared into her aqua eyes for two seconds before turning away and continuing to observe the crime scene and other guests.

"Police, you arrived just in time." The businessman standing aside watched the police inspect the body and began to surround the scene, and couldn't help but sarcastically said.

"Because someone contacted the police and said that there might be a murder here tonight." The Mumu Police Department glanced at him, temporarily remembering his appearance, and then looked at the deceased on the ground again, "They said that someone might be planning to murder Swallow tonight. Member of Parliament."

Without the cover of the crystal lamp, Yankou Zhongyan's face, which was smashed with blood, and his horrified and distorted face was completely exposed to everyone's sight. Many guests surrounding him covered their mouths and turned their heads away without daring. Look again.

"As a result, Senator Tunkou died." The businessman who spoke did not intend to give up the accusation, and said reluctantly, "Is this how you work with taxpayers' money?"

The Mumu Police Department secretly rolled his eyes, understanding that he had encountered someone who was unwilling to give up. He simply took out the writing board for recording the transcripts and began to ask businesslikely: "Sir, who are you?"

Seeing the police and the guests starting to pull each other, Tangze looked around the venue again and finally found Conan who had squeezed out from between the legs of the guests.

The terrifying corpse's face was facing Conan's direction. As soon as he squeezed out of the crowd, Conan looked up and saw such a face.

After all, he is a detective who is used to seeing murder cases. Conan's reaction was much calmer than that of adults. He just frowned and began to use his eyes to do preliminary investigation and analysis.

He rubbed the handkerchief in his hand and looked at the words of the memorial service embroidered in the upper left corner. His brain was spinning rapidly, constantly making associations.

Looking at Hoshikawa Teru with his head lowered, taking a few steps back and blending into the crowd, Karasawa pretended to have finally come to his senses and walked towards the Megure Police Department.

"Officer Megure, Officer Takagi..." Karasawa nodded to them.

"Ah, Akechi-kun." Takagi Wataru's eyes lit up as he inspected the crystal lamp, "You are also standing next to the crystal lamp. How is it? Do you have any clues?"

"Well... Mr. Tunkou walked to this position by himself." Tang Ze made a thoughtful gesture, "I didn't see anyone acting suspiciously near him. Are there any traces on the lamps?"

Takagi Wataru flipped the pendant on the crystal lamp and pointed to the hanging position in the center that collapsed due to loss of support: "Currently, it seems that there is a problem with the hanging chain, causing the crystal lamp to fall directly... … We also need police officers who conduct trace inspections to come over and rule out the possibility of aging.”

Tangze also squatted down, his face expressionless, and he was not very active in checking the parts in front of him. His consciousness really began to wander and he became distracted.

Of course he knew what was going on, but Akechi Goro couldn't backhand his colleagues who were helping him to avenge himself. He could only actively fish for a while and wait for Conan, who was loading to read, to push the rhythm.

About the scumbag Shigehiko Tonguchi...

Karasawa used his simple view of justice to evaluate it, which was like opening champagne. He didn't even bother to pretend.

Anyway, everyone in the audience saw the scene where he was slapped by Shigehiko Tonkou. It’s also a bad thing for him to not be so active in the investigation, right?

Now that Yankou has been sent away by pleasure, the top priority is to figure out what's going on over there with Gin...

Absentmindedly, Tangze raised his head and looked at the chain with only one tail left. With his peripheral vision, he suddenly caught the shadow of a maroon head.

That is……?