The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

"You, you gave such an important relic to...!" Mouri Kogoro couldn't help but reached out and grabbed Sanada Ichisan's collar, "What are you doing!"

Sanada held his hand calmly: "Don't worry, Mr. Mori, the thing is in your coat."

Mouri Kogoro lowered his head sharply. Sure enough, as he said, the two cards stuck together were inserted into his breast pocket.

"You should come back as soon as possible to avoid losing your reputation as a famous detective." Sanada Kazuzo patted his front that was slightly wrinkled by him, turned his head calmly, stepped on the cards scattered on the floor, and took a step. If we go further, "the conclusion will not change."

"Tsk, is it so big now that the teacher is gone?" Mouri Kogoro, who had been teased by him, unhappily pulled out the two cards, "Oh, I seem to have seen him. Was he invited by the Suzuki family? Have you ever been to a performance on the Queen Lisabeth?”

Just as he said this, he saw Sanada Kazuzo, who had already walked away, suddenly staggered, as if he was tripped by something, his tall figure suddenly dwarfed, and he fell towards the door of the guest room.

"One three!" Jiujiu Qihui was startled and hurriedly chased him to check his condition.

"That's what happens if you like to be cool too much." Conan looked at the sight of his forklift leaking air, laughed twice, and followed Mouri Kogoro to check on his condition.

When they walked away in a row towards the place where Sanada Ichisan fell, Tang Ze stood there without moving. When the last person's back also walked away, he turned around and looked at a man with his back turned. Watching them was the servant who had been wiping the vases on the corridor.

"...You really must retaliate, Mr. Kaitou." Karasawa put his hands in his pockets and laughed, "Didn't I just pretend to be you and perform a scene with Mrs. Suzuki like 'Kid was shot'? , there’s no need to hold grudges for so long, right?”

For no reason, Tang Ze was naturally not idle. He used the prop bar to act like a serious magician. He was so good that he would not carry playing cards.

The card he took out was the card he took out of Kidd's hand when he passed by him on the Queen Lisabeth.

Although his hands are not slow, he is a bit overconfident if he wants to be able to write words on his cards at the same time as a master of magic like Kidd.

Karasawa used a similar processing method to Kidd. He replaced Kidd's double-layer cards with his own newly written card backs in an extremely fast time, and then put them back.

Hui suddenly got up and performed a written magic, pronounced magic performance, just to test and see who Kidd was now disguised as.

His probing tactics were very successful. No, he defrauded people immediately.

"How can you be honest, Mr. Phantom Thief?" Kuroba Kaito, who was noticed, put down what he was doing and turned around to look at Karasawa, "'Super close-up magic'? It should be said that you are He’s the one who’s good at psychic magic.”

"That's not necessarily accurate..." Karasawa looked at Kuroba Kaito, who was wearing a butler's uniform and his face was covered, and shrugged, "What we are good at is obviously the same type, isn't it?"

The two people looked at each other and smiled knowingly at the same time.

Strictly speaking, judging from the actions the two of them performed in front of the public, they were performing large-scale illusions on the same scale as the Statue of Liberty...

It’s just that one uses magic and the other uses magic.

"Did you disguise yourself and sneak into them?" Looking at Karasawa's current appearance, Kuroba Kaito raised his eyebrows, "Be careful, you'll be exposed too. That little detective, you're not that good." So confusing."

"Don't worry about me now." Tang Ze, who considers himself to be very good at putting on dehydrated vests, said, "It's definitely impossible to be like you and be completely exposed in one face to face. Don't worry."

"...I am not easily provoked." Kuroba Kaito, whose brows twitched twice, took a breath, "I have found clues to the .I have to thank you for this news.”

"It's just a bit of speculation." Karasawa turned his gaze and looked at the large photo behind Kuroba Kaito, "X alloy is not a meaningless material. Its real emotional impact, or in other words, mental impact, can be seen in public performances. In such situations, it is like a special focuser that attracts people's attention, which can effectively assist the magician in his performance."

What he said meant something, and Kuroba Kaito quickly understood what he wanted to express.

Props made of X-alloy are simply orange props for magicians who need to manipulate the audience's attention.

So, would his father Kuroba Toichi have come into contact with X-alloy in this way...

Kuroba Kaito's racing thoughts were brought back by the movement in the guest room over there.

"It seems that our Mr. Genius is fine." Kuroba Kaito twitched his lips, "Be careful with your words and deeds. If you are exposed faster than me, don't blame me for laughing too loudly."

"Both each other." Tangze hummed and laughed twice. He no longer cared about what the free Phantom Thief would do next, and turned to face the people who came out.

I'm different from you transvestite. I do wear a vest, but essentially I don't wear a vest. Little Conan, what can you do to me?

The Onion Man is not afraid at all.

"Is Mr. Sanada okay?" Karasawa asked politely, "He seemed to have fallen hard just now..."

"There's nothing wrong, I guess he's just a little distracted." Asako Miyoshi crossed his arms and shook his head, "Don't look at the look on his face, the teacher's death had a huge impact on him... Look at these playing cards, the backs of the cards It's all chaotic, and he would definitely not have this kind of flaw in normal times."

She tapped the poker on the ground with the toe of her shoe, pretending to be very emotional.

"Well, Sanada has always respected my husband as a father. This incident has hit him hard. He is just emotionally restrained and is not likely to expose this." Thinking of the past, Ninety Jiu Qihui was inevitably traumatized.

"Mom——" With a childish and cute voice, a little girl wearing a pleated skirt ran downstairs like a wind, "Hey, Conan!"

Conan was startled when his name was suddenly called out. When he turned around, he saw a little girl with long curly hair approaching him.

"You, you seem to be from Class A..."

"Why are you here? Did you come to my house to play?" Kujiu Fumino was very surprised. "Have you received my birthday party invitation? Tomorrow is the birthday party. I want to buy new ones with my mother. Clothes! Do you want to come with me?"

As she spoke, she reached out and grabbed Conan's arm, shaking it happily: "Let's go, let's come together!"

"I'm sorry..." Mao Lilan stretched out her hand and directly held Conan's armpits, lifting him up like a cat. "Conan is very busy now. Can I trouble you for another day, little sister? ?”

Although the smile on his face was very gentle and friendly, Conan couldn't help but take a breath when she pinched him.

What's wrong with Xiaolan? The hand squeezing his arm is so hard that it hurts——