The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

"Is this...?" The expected attack did not happen, and the others looked at the messy scene in the house in confusion.

Belmod glanced at Toba Kento, who seemed to be extremely calm and was standing in the crowd holding the table. He looked at his pale face and his fingers that seemed to be trembling from endurance, and sneered secretly.

Another smartass idiot.

"I don't know. In the darkness just now, I seemed to have bumped into someone..." Pretending to be panicked, Belmod pointed to the broken ice pick on the ground, "Well, is there someone who wants to attack us? "

Kento Toba tried to remain calm and walked up to inspect the broken ice picks that had fallen on the ground with everyone else. In fact, his steps were obviously dragging and staggering.

Damn it, what’s going on with this fat woman! He didn't go after her!

At this time, you have to thank the subtle butterfly effect.

Originally, before the power outage, Belmod was standing on the edge of the crowd, a certain distance away from Toba Kento's real target, Fujisawa Toshiaki.

However, as the room fell into darkness, she began to walk in the direction of Hattori Heiji and Conan, while Fujisawa Toshiaki followed the original development and lit the lighter on his mobile phone, preparing to help the waiter repair the fuse.

By the time he was stopped by Karasawa's email, Bellmode was already standing very close to Toba Kento's route.

As a result, Conan and Hattori had just realized how the murderer would attack people, and were about to rescue Toshiaki Fujisawa. The murderer himself who ran past Bellmode had already been kicked out by Bellmode, who was in a bad mood. There was chaos all over the ground. climb.

If the murder weapon hadn't been thrown out of his hand, maybe when the lights came on, they would have seen Kento Toba, who was wailing with broken ice picks stuck in his body.

"It seems that the perpetrator has broken the window and escaped." Among the shocked people, Mouri Kogoro recovered quickly. He looked at Fujisawa Toshiaki, who was still burning the lighter in his hand, "Look Come on, the murderer originally planned to attack Mr. Fujisawa, but fortunately Ms. Toda accidentally knocked him down..."

"Has the murderer escaped?" Mao Lilan said uncertainly, looking at the window with a big hole in it, "Then how did the murderer get in?"

"The boss who cheated his death must have been hiding in a corner in advance. When he saw that he couldn't succeed, he broke the window and escaped!" Mouri Kogoro said with confidence.

Fujisawa Toshiaki looked at him blankly, then closed the lighter in his hand after realizing it: "That shouldn't be the case, the shop owner and I don't have any conflicts... Ah, maybe there were a few quarrels, but that's because We are all fans of Sherlock Holmes, and there are just some differences of opinion. I even helped him publish a book..."

Hearing him say "differences of opinion" calmly and thinking of all the things he had seen in the past two days, the corner of Conan's mouth twitched twice.

The disagreements in their mouths must not be the kind of outrageous comments that would piss off a few mystery writers...

How should I put it? From this group of people, it seems that it is not so difficult to understand that people are killed because of inconsistent ideas.

"Book?" Mouri Kogoro asked, grabbing the key word.

"Yes, it's the Sherlock Holmes-related book he self-published last year, "The Mockery of Irene Adler."

As soon as the name came out, Hattori Heiji and Conan, who were observing the scene and thinking about the next step, couldn't help but widen their eyes.

This is really true. Those who have watched Sherlock Holmes and those who have not watched Sherlock Holmes are all silent...

"It seems we have to go out and search for traces of the murderer." Mouri Kogoro looked at the broken window and tentatively looked out.

"No need, no matter how much you search outside, you won't be able to find the murderer." Hattori Heiji shook his head and pointed to the messy dining table and chairs that were smashed all over the floor. "The murderer used a chair to smash it from inside the restaurant. The glass was broken, and several chairs happened to be knocked over, and they were thrown here inconspicuously."

"It's true, uncle, look, there are fragments of glass here!" Conan pointed to the leg of a chair that had fallen sideways among them.

"If the murderer is not among us, he could just break the window and throw the chair out, and then leave by himself. Putting the chair back would be too unnatural." Hattori Heiji glanced at the round curls on the top of Conan's hair and raised it. With an eyebrow, sure enough, something is really wrong with this kid. "His only motive for doing this is to make it look like the murderer has left and cover up the fact that he is actually here!"

"During the power outage, you seemed to say that the fuse blew?"

"Well, yes, just when I plugged in the coffee pot, I heard a loud tripping sound..."

After a simple accident, the reasoning was put on the right track by Hattori Heiji. Belmode twitched his lips and looked at Toba Kento's legs that were still trembling.

If he hadn't directly named him for kicking someone in the dark, which would not fit well with the image of Maria Toda, in fact, as long as he checked Toba Kento's waist and abdomen, the problem would have been solved.

The force used in that move was quite a bit, and there was probably a bruise in the shape of a high-heeled shoe mark on his body now.

It was quite bearable... With a sneer, Belmode had no intention of watching the reasoning and discussion where he already knew the outcome. He picked up his phone and replied to Kumel's email.

[Okay, let’s trust your judgment for now and hope he won’t become a new threat.

Now that things have come to this, I believe that the two of us are still satisfied with each other when we first meet.

You really have amazing powers of observation and action. Do you mind telling me how you figured out my intention? 】

On Karasawa's side, he sent the team members home after a hard day's work. He walked alone on the dark and quiet streets in the early morning, flipping through his phone casually.

Things over there have come to an end, everything that needs to be done has been done, and he is going back to the cafe to sleep.

Anyway, it was still early for the neighbors upstairs to come back, and Toru Amuro, who was shocked by his silly little fan, probably still needs time to digest the amount of information.

After finishing the perfunctory, oh no, replying to Belmode, you can call it a day and drink his wine in your dreams.

Although it would make sense to explain it forcefully, in general, the source of Karasawa's information is still the script that the spoiler brought with him, and Bellmore, who had a tarot card flashing above his head, that was refreshed near them in the past few days. Germany himself.

so……

Karasawa started typing the email.

[This is the detective’s trade secret, no comment.

As for the rest, I can only say that the smell of the same kind is really pungent. Isn't that how you discovered me, madam?

Under the gorgeous and corrupt shell, there are actually seeds of unwillingness trying to sprout. How sad and ridiculous.

The heinous villain is suddenly moved by a small act of kindness. Even the kindness is not given to you, but to the false phantom created by you... It is really a contradictory and childish vulgar plot that makes people laugh. right? 】

After typing out such a long line of Riddler lines that seemed to have meaning, Tangze clicked send and felt relaxed.

Yes, this underlying logic is the basis for Tang Ze to formulate a complete set of lies.

Kumail's multiple and complex identities and onion-man state are very suitable for creating a state that is close to Belmod's real experience.

Of course, here he directly pointed out that the first meeting between Belmode and Kudo Shinichi Maorilan was actually a bit suspicious.

This past is well known to readers, but in this world, except for Belmod himself, it is unlikely that anyone else knows about it.

Tang Ze said this naturally because he still had a backup plan...

All in all, when he deceived the red side, Karasawa's conscience would occasionally ache, but when he deceived Belmode, he didn't even have any psychological burden or moral baggage.

I don't know if the reasoning scene at the hotel was reaching a critical moment, but Belmod's reply was later than he expected.

[Yes, you are right.

Hope you're a good accomplice, detective. 】

【rank up! rank 2]

[Learned ability: "Accomplice" (when turned on, the damage suffered by designated teammates can be shared)]

【cooperation Belmode/Chrissy Wynyard(?)】

[The routine is played deeply, who takes whom seriously? This is originally a duel between pretenders, to see who is better and has the upper hand.

On a certain level, you may also agree with each other, but unfortunately, you are by no means companions, just accomplices. 】