The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

Conan, who had been writing papers all night, naturally missed breakfast.

By the time he saw the others again, the sun had risen very high.

The people on the table were basically the same as Conan, turning over the food on the table without much appetite. Except for Mao Lilan and Mao Li Kogoro, most everyone's minds were obviously still on the test paper.

Due to the restrictions of the rules, they could not exchange the test questions in their hands. They could only chat about some idle and irrelevant topics under the gaze of the waiter Hitomi Iwai.

The stuffy environment, the lengthy test papers, and the lack of entertainment in answering questions made everyone feel suffocated, but they were quite interested in talking.

However, for such a group of people who had nothing in common except Holmes, the content of the conversation was really embarrassing.

Fujisawa Toshiaki stuffed a piece of beef into his mouth and looked at them chatting away. After thinking about it, he took the initiative to pick up the topic and said: "By the way, have any of you read Kanaya's book up close? ?”

"Hmph, of course I have seen it." Omu Ayako lit up a cigarette and leaned on the chair to flip her hair casually. "Otherwise, why would I come to participate in this boring activity? In the questionnaire of Boss Kanaya, net It’s some nutritious stuff…”

"Is it really a first edition book?" Shimizu Nanako, who was participating in the event for the first time, couldn't contain her excitement and turned her head, "Our library is fortunate to have the Beaton Christmas Almanac in its collection, which is the only collection donated in Japan... This is the first time I know that someone on the island has a first edition book."

"Stop getting excited, you can't get it." Fujisawa Toshiaki blew his mustache and said angrily, "That guy Kanaya, I suspect that he does this event every year just to select the best batch. Those who like Sherlock Holmes and fully understand the value of his collection should show off their treasures."

Thinking of the thick pile of questionnaires that made his head feel big, Toshiaki Fujisawa became even more angry.

"He actually added so many subjective questions and answers to this kind of paper that will be kicked out if you don't meet the score. Many of the contents are basically issues that researchers are still debating to this day. Damn it, he just wants to Watch us cater to him and then kick out the people we don’t like as we please.”

Conan, who was devouring his food, his cheeks bulging with food, couldn't help but nodded vigorously in agreement.

If he had to say it, the quantity of private goods in this questionnaire was too much.

Whether it is intentionally or unintentionally hinting at the relationship between Holmes and Irene Adler, or trying to follow Watson's rhythm, or secretly disparaging some clients...

All in all, from this questionnaire, anyone who is a little sensitive to words can realize that the author must be a relatively extreme Sherlock Holmes fan, and may be a CP fan of Sherlock Holmes and Irene Adler. of.

Thinking of this, Conan raised his head and looked around at the expressions of everyone on the table.

...and here are all readers of mystery novels who know Sherlock Holmes by heart.

Tsk, I'm obviously here to attend a fan gathering, but somehow I feel like there's an undercurrent surging.

It’s so complicated, fan circles and so on...

Ayako Oki smoked a cigarette leisurely, listening to the people at the table complaining about Hiroyuki Kanaya's inhumane actions, and cast doubtful eyes on her silent boyfriend.

Toba Kento, is he such a quiet type?

Over there, while Conan was poking rice into his mouth, he was furtively observing the people at the table. Hattori Heiji, who was yawning, and Maria Toda, who stopped eating her chopsticks after taking a few bites, both looked at each other silently. Stayed on him.

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"Wow..." Seeing Karasawa riding a carriage on the street, pulling strings of shadows, and rushing towards the other side of the street, Hoshikawa Fai, who was guarding the eaves, still couldn't hold back and took out his mobile phone. Took a photo.

How should I put it, once he entered the cognitive world, Tangze's excitement level seemed to increase by several levels, and he would often perform some jaw-dropping operations.

You can say that his operations are cool. Indeed, whether it is turning 720 degrees from a patio several meters high, rolling and jumping down like a slut, or holding a hook lock in his hand, like an extreme athlete, climbing on Judging from the final visual effect of the building exterior walls that are tens of meters high, it is difficult for many action blockbusters to match.

However, a slut is also a real slut.

It's just to lure the monster, is it necessary to be so exaggerated? The carriage was tied with a hook and lock, and people stepped on the top of the high carriage, still laughing happily...

"Okay." Seeing Hoshikawa Teru's movements, Miyano Akemi raised her hand and knocked him on the head to remind him to pay attention. "The guard down there is free. Have you sent the notice?"

"It has been sent." Hoshikawa Teru flipped through the page of Kaitou CH, confirmed the sending status of the email, and nodded.

This is one of the modules Tang Ze added to the web page.

He made careful calculations, using his own style of posting psoriasis notices everywhere, and fitting in with the simple folk customs of Mihua Town. Instead of going out to print and produce, he would buy a printing press directly from home, which might save a little money.

If you always go out to print and then manually make newspaper clippings, if things go on like this, it is inevitable that someone will find your traces.

So after witnessing the grand scene of Kaitou CH, Karasawa rushed overnight (and rushed Ehara Tokio's shadow production overnight) to create an online mail-sending function.

By inputting text, a newspaper-clipping-style notice letter will be automatically generated. Combined with the obtained information about the palace owner and the location and tracking black technology of the Kangwon-shi man-shaped virus from the organization, it only takes a very simple method to ensure that the other party Receive your own notice letter in the shortest possible time.

It has to be said that the relationship between supply and demand will promote the development of productivity. When facing new industry prospects, Tangze had to follow the involution and quickly iterate technical means.

The criminal industry is so rich that related industries have to upgrade along with the industry... and it has to be Rice Flower Town.

Miyano Akemi looked at the long snake's shadow, chasing him farther and farther in the direction of Karasawa, lowered her head to confirm the navigation situation again, and finally nodded.

It seems that Hiroyuki Kanaya has received the news.

Karasawa "predicted" that he, as well as several other shadows that had been dealt with in the subway, might die by about two and a half, so if you can clear the level as soon as possible, you should not delay.

With the read mark on Xingchuan Hui's interface, the violent reaction of the palace secret treasure was reflected on the navigation system of the different world.

A huge exclamation mark appeared in the corner of the navigation screen.

The marked location is right under their feet, in this beautiful theater.

"The fire is already burning. Hurry up. According to the original case design of Sherlock Holmes, Irene Adler will go to get the photos in person, so the secret treasure will only be exposed for a short time, and Tangze may not have time to come over. Cover your mouth and nose ,Jump!"

I'm almost exhausted from checking the manuscript and typing it again.

Good news, new cover done well

Another good news, the Cotton Doll manuscript is also very good

By the way, there is really a website for making notice letters online...it's very useful.