The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

"Died in an accident during a magic show..." Conan, who was on the phone with Dr. Agasa, heard this and suddenly raised his head and looked at Kuroba Kaito, who was sitting with Karasawa.

It was rare for Kudo Yukiko to see the son of an old friend and she was very excited. She kept chatting with them and asked about their current situation. Although Kudo Yusaku didn't speak much, he sat on the sofa with his wife and looked at the two people opposite the sofa with a smile.

Although he was standing in his own home, he felt a mysterious feeling of being excluded. Conan could only pour himself coffee with a lonely look on his face, and called the doctor to find out the origin of Kuroba Kaito.

Then he quickly heard some startling conclusions.

Kuroba Kaito's father, Kuroba Toichi, was a talented magician who his mother, Kudo Yukiko, studied when she was still busy with her acting career. Her superb makeup skills were attributed to Kuroba Toichi. Professor's.

And Kuroba Toichi... died in a public performance one day eight years ago.

It was 8 years ago again. What kind of magical year was 8 years ago? Why did it look like a lot of things happened?

In addition, thinking of the prisoners and deceased people he came into contact with in today's case, he couldn't help but pay attention to them.

Is it inevitable that a magician's child will face such a painful farewell?

"Magic is a kind of performance that uses all one's strength to show dreams and fantasies, using short-lived visual spectacles to make people forget the worries of reality... It is undoubtedly dangerous. Just like enthusiasts or athletes who have been participating in extreme sports, until In the end, there will be no chance of one out of ten, and they will indeed face many risks." Dr. Ali's tone on the phone was very emotional, "Although the magic is fake, Shinichi must respect the performers' rights. The hard work, those who may pay the price with their lives, dedicate their lives to their love and career."

It was also for this reason that he accepted Terai Huangnosuke's request.

Through this old friend, he learned that the person who needed his technical help was a young magician who had been practicing magic since he was a child and was preparing to accept his father's mantle. Therefore, when making those props, he had been paying special attention to using his own I used the most rigorous attitude I could to create those props.

When a magician entrusts himself with the task of making props, he is actually entrusting his life to a certain extent. If the accuracy of a workpiece is insufficient, it may cause wear and tear during use, leading to an irreversible outcome... …

He must always be worthy of this trust.

Recalling that he used to watch magic shows, he was always pointing out the tricks of the magician - the time when he took a photo with Xiaolan was no exception. Conan said: "..."

Oops, oops, I suddenly feel a twinge in my conscience...

Karasawa, who was sitting next to Kuroba Kaito and listening to their chat, glanced at Conan's little movements from a distance, guessed what he was doing, and felt funny in his heart.

The very Ke Xue-style props on Kidd were actually made by Dr. Agasa... It is particularly joyful to put Conan and him in the confrontation.

Who killed whom? It was me who killed me!

The left hand is used as a prop to help the monster thief escape, and the right hand is used as a prop to help the detective track down. This wave, this wave is called mining and it is not profitable. Pumping water is the king. What kind of practical test is this where the left and right fight against each other?

After secretly complaining about this strange network of relationships, Tang Ze withdrew his attention and continued to listen to their chat.

"I have to trouble you to keep Shinichi's secret, Kaito." Thanks to Kid's high emotional intelligence conversation skills, Kudo Yukiko's liking for him has grown dramatically, and her tone has become like that of a loving elder, "Although he said this It's a bit inappropriate, and no one knows what kind of threats Shinichi will face in the future, and he might even trouble you."

"It's a small matter." Kuroba Kaito waved his hand, looking like he was easy to talk to. "If a similar situation happens again, I will try my best to help as long as it is convenient for me."

Tang Ze glanced at him sideways with contempt.

That's nice to say. I think you found out that there is such a simple and easy-to-pick-up vest. You can't help but be excited and plan to wear it and play from time to time.

Not to be outdone, Kuroba Kaito also looked back with strange eyes.

What's the matter? Is there any problem with the Phantom Thief using several fake identities? Stop talking about me and look at yourself? And really, with your level of painting, why don’t you act like a painter?

The two phantom thieves exchanged glances and turned their heads away in disdain.

As the saying goes, peers look down on each other, and people with different paths don’t seek each other out. It’s true that peers who are not on the same path can’t talk to each other at all.

"It's getting late." Looking at his phone, Tang Ze said in time, "I have to go back to the cafe. If I'm late, I'll be told that I went out to play. I won't bother you. Kuroba, what about you? ?”

Kuroba Kaito understood and stood up: "It is indeed quite late. My home is still some distance away from here. I have to go back."

Under Yukiko's repeated pleas to stay and Conan's very complicated eyes, the two people said goodbye to them, walked out of Kudo's house, and walked into the streets of 2-chome in the night.

"How's it going?" He was sure that no one would hear the conversation. Kuroba Kaito said immediately, "Have you checked those rings?"

Of course, it was impossible for Kuroba Kaito to sacrifice his real identity and come to help Karasawa and the detective with such boring tasks for no reason.

He would obediently accept Tangze's instructions, mainly because this humanoid X-alloy appraiser was still clutching something he was eager to take back.

"The content is a little higher than the last one." Karasawa pulled out a box from the bag and handed it to Kuroba Kaito, "Congratulations, Kujiu Yuanyasu made ten rings out of them , the area of ​​this surface pattern is equivalent to ten small patches like last time."

"That's right." His eyes lit up, Kuroba Kaito took what he handed over, opened the lid of the box, and looked at the rings lying on the velvet with treasure, "That's great...but joker, This time, I may not be able to hand it over to you after I print it."

"What, are you going to carry forward Kaitou Kidd's spirit and return things to their original owners?" Tang Ze raised his eyebrows, "Yes, think about it, you will dress up like him and accompany a little girl to act for a day. This is still you. A very respected senior?"

"His skills are acceptable, but his actions are disgraceful... Not everyone can learn magic. Newcomers with talents are all talents worth cherishing. If you worry about your status and are worried about being challenged by rookies, you will directly damage it. The opponent's props take away other people's lives. A guy like this is not suitable to be a magician." Putting his hands in his pockets, Kuroba Kaito's tone of voice quickly changed from that of an ordinary high school student to that of Kidd again. In the model, "Magic is the art of dreaming. If the dreamer himself can't extricate himself from the dream, how can he give others sweet dreams?"

"Then you still put so much energy into his daughter?"

"For a magician to die in front of children, no matter whether he is despicable or not, this is too cruel, just like telling them that Santa Claus does not exist - by the way, I still believe in Santa Claus to this day. Guy."

"You are a very talented magician." Tang Ze laughed, "This is something you got in exchange for the dream you worked so hard to create. It's up to you to do with it what you want."

"So generous?" Kuroba Kaito glanced at him in surprise, "It's not like you to be honest."

What does it mean to be honest and unlike you? Kidd, you're a Riddler, why don't the eldest brother talk about the second brother?

Tangze rolled his eyes at him without concealing it, turned around and walked towards the Fourth Chome: "I've always been honest, okay? Okay, you can keep it yourself. You can be kind if you want. I said, This is something you earned yourself.”

"Okay, my honest colleague, you haven't told me what to call you yet." Looking at his back, Kuroba Kaito said, "You call me Kuroba, and I can only call you by your code name. It's too unfair. Some."

"I told you..." Tang Ze stopped, turned his head, and gave him a meaningful side face, "You can call me, Tang Ze."

Kuroba Kaito was stunned for a while, thinking of the previous scenes in "Cocoon". As a magician who often performed escape tricks, he quickly reacted and opened his eyes in surprise.

Bowing slightly to him, like a magician taking his final bow, Tangze continued to walk forward in the cool autumn wind.

【rank up! Rank 2]

[Acquisition ability: Beginner proficiency in painting]

Tang Ze's footsteps stopped.

What do you mean, Kidd, what do you mean, you are laughing at me for being ugly, right? !

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