The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

"It's already reached this point, Kento, let's go." Ayako Oki glanced at the clock that had passed 3 o'clock and yawned, "Even if we are planning to use despicable tactics like staying up late, we still can't do it." It can't be so late..."

"No, wait a little longer. The one who leaves first at this time loses first..." Toba Kento looked at Hattori Heiji, who was yawning with tears in his eyes, and said pointedly.

Hattori Heiji glanced at him sideways, accepting the hostility in his words, and yawned again out of boredom, but his eyes were on Conan, who was still sitting there, staring at the clock.

Although the sympathetic nerves of ordinary children are indeed easily excited, and once mobilized, it is easy to stay up all night, but a child who has no means of entertainment and can sit here for hours...

The more I look at it, the weirder it gets.

Mao Lilan had already fallen into a light sleep lying on the table. The remaining people in the living room stared in a stalemate for a moment, and their attention was invariably attracted by the faint sound of the engine.

"That's the car that brought us here." Recognizing the slowly-moving 7-seat off-road vehicle at a glance, Hattori Heiji frowned and stood up, "It's Kanaya's boss' car."

"Aha, I said he was delaying time on purpose," Kento Toba narrowed his eyes and showed a smile that was sure to win, "I'm afraid the reasoning game is about to begin, right?"

Omu Ayako reached out and grabbed his arm, twitching the corner of her mouth but did not answer.

"Wait, that's the direction of the cliff..." Conan jumped off the chair, his face darkening.

The next moment, he and Hattori Heiji climbed out of the window almost at the same time and rushed towards the car that was accelerating faster and faster.

"What are you doing, uncle shopkeeper!"

"Stop, stop quickly!"

Two people stood by the car window, beating the vehicle that was getting closer and closer to the cliff, trying to stop the vehicle from moving forward.

On the second floor, facing this side of the window, Maria Toda held a slender women's cigarette in her mouth, gently opened the window, and stared closely at Conan, who was chasing the car farther and farther away.

She quickly pressed the phone in her hand and sent messages to the other side. Her round fingers were tightly hooked on the edge of the window. It seemed that as soon as she saw something was wrong, she would immediately climb out of the window and run towards the direction of the incident. Same.

Regardless of the shouts and efforts of the two people chasing the car, the steel creation that had started its engine continued to slide down the slope unmoved. In the end, the wheels crushed the rocks on the top of the cliff and it was completely suspended in the air.

"Be careful!" Hattori Heiji reached out and grabbed the short Conan at his feet to ensure that he stood firmly on the edge of the cliff and would not fall.

The shop owner's off-road vehicle had already fallen towards the rocks at the bottom of the cliff and landed on a stone pillar. The resulting explosion created a cloud of sparks.

The faces of the two detectives became serious.

Seeing that Conan was not in danger, Maria Toda breathed a sigh of relief. Her body, which had been leaning out of the window, stood up straight again, and quietly retreated into the room before being discovered.

Only then did she have the heart to lower her gaze and glance at the phone in her hand.

A soft "ding dong" sound reminded her that a new email had been sent.

Maria Toda, who thought she had received a reply, opened a new email indifferently, but saw an address that was not so familiar to her.

The first two photos that appeared were the list of people who had signed up for "A Feast for Sherlock Holmes Fans! The Annual Kanaya Fuku Fan Meeting!" in an online forum, and the astrologer Maria Toda who appeared on the streets of Tokyo. Above her head was a big screen showing an evening variety show on the streets of Shibuya. It was undoubtedly today.

Raising an eyebrow, she then pulled down the email and saw the angry question from the sender.

[I told you not to disturb my life! What do you want to do by approaching my neighbor? 】

Belmod curled up the corners of his mouth, blew out a puff of cigarette, smoothed his blond hair around his ears, and leisurely typed out a reply.

[You keep a close eye on me. I should say, are you suitable for the detective profession?

Don't worry, I won't do anything, I'm just here to watch the excitement.

Your kid upstairs is very smart. Although he is still young, he is a smart boy who can read large volumes of books... It is really rare. 】

After sending the mail, she knocked off the gray-white ash on the ashtray leisurely, smiling playfully and leisurely.

Kumail must not have guessed that he and he were actually on the same page on this matter. How could she hurt those two children?

It's a pity that Kumail, who doesn't know this, is probably in a state of anxiety and panic at the moment, wishing he could just come to the scene.

According to her observations in the past few days, Kumail was definitely not as simple as he said he was just greedy for ordinary people's lives. This kid's ability to disguise himself is quite outstanding, but after all, he is only an eighteen-year-old child, and he still needs experience to hide himself from the eyes of interested people.

Blowing out a faint wisp of smoke and waiting for others to wake her up because something had happened, Belmode sat in the darkness, stroking her cell phone.

Although the two of them might actually be considered on the same front, she would not easily trust these monsters from the organization.

There is no need to relent now, you can take this opportunity to put pressure on Kumail and see how far he can go to protect angel and cool guy...

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Karasawa, who actually knew everything, took a blanket and covered Hoshikawa Teru, who had fallen asleep again, rolled up the blanket himself, and slowly sat in the back seat of the car.

He yawned as he typed emotional words on the screen.

Although he exposed the other party's disguise, Belmode might be quite proud at the moment, feeling a sense of superiority that you don't know and I don't know.

Then Tang Ze can only say that you are on the first layer and I am on the atmosphere. You don’t know that I know that you know. This is true happiness.

"Sister Mingmei," Tangze sent the email again, and glanced at the driver's seat, "I've done it here, put the things away, let's go back and rest, we have worked hard today."

"Are you going back now?" Miyano Akemi, who was unfolding her laptop on her knees and looking at the backstage of Kaitou CH, was stunned for a moment, then looked back at Karasawa, "Since Belmod is in the tour group, she won't harm her. To those friends of yours?”

"Don't worry, if Conan and I fall into the water at the same time, she will remember to give me a shot after picking up Conan." Tang Ze shrugged, chose a relaxed posture, and leaned on the back seat. On the surface, "If you feel tired on the road, just call me and I will drive. Don't hold on, and pay attention to safety."

Miyano Akemi entered Hiroyuki Kanaya's name into the shielding library in the background to ensure that it would not appear on the list, closed the notebook, and started the vehicle.

As the de facto agent of the Phantom Thieves and having multiple identities at the same time, Karasawa is the most tiring one among the three of them.

Because Karasawa said that Belmode might find ways to sneak into the school recently to observe his campus life, and the influence of the false notice letter was still there, Hoshikawa Teru's mission to go to school for him was temporarily canceled, so Hoshikawa decided to go to school for him. I studied computer science at home until the sky was dark and the earth was dark.

If we really want to compare, it is difficult to say who sleeps less between Karasawa and Hoshikawa.

"I understand, you should go to sleep too." Looking at the two boys staggering in the back seat, Miyano Akemi replied softly, holding the steering wheel and turning the car key.

Two high-beam headlights lit up on the road in the opposite direction of Mycroft Hotel, heading away into downtown Tokyo.

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Thanks to the cover artist A Duanduan and the typesetting teacher Huntersnow.

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