The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

"Sayuri..." Standing in front of his daughter, watching her stubbornly turn her head and refusing to look at him, Matsumoto Kiyonaga closed his eyes, "Even if the notice letter was a misunderstanding, even if the Phantom Thief of Hearts really misunderstood Toshiyan...what's the point of being cautious? Don't be so stubborn."

"Dad..." Sayuri Matsumoto took a deep breath and glanced at where Toshihiko Takasugi was.

Because of the unexpected appearance of the notice letter, Takasugi Toshihiko was surrounded by the police from the First Search Section, separated from her by a long distance, and isolated in the other corner of the room.

Unable to see his expression, a trace of hesitation flashed across Sayuri's face.

If you have to say, if there is any problem with Toshiyan, then it can only be...

Thinking like this, she took another look at the notice letter in her father's hand.

"Your Excellency "Takasugi Toshihiko" whose mind is twisted by hatred.

We sympathize with your experience and deeply regret the hardships you have endured.

But, does your twisted revenge plan really deserve to be called "seeking justice"?

The drama of bitterness cannot dispel evil thoughts and is not a reason to excuse oneself.

Repent for your choices. "

Is that what happened? Is it about my father, that thing?

A faint emotion of sadness flashed across Sayuri Matsumoto's face, she closed her eyes, but still did not express her doubts, she just shook her head and took another sip of the warm lemon tea in her hand.

The soft bitter smell wafted on the tip of her nose, making her eyes feel warm.

"The wedding will still go on... Today is also a very important part of the plan for you, isn't it?" Sayuri Matsumoto smiled and reached out to pat her father's straight formal suit, "As long as you are protecting me, I won't Afraid of...Father."

"Sayuri..."

In the corner of the room, Takasugi Toshihiko, who was sitting silently on a chair, heard their voices and raised his head, but he could not see Sayuri Matsumoto's face beyond the walls of people.

On the one hand, he felt sad and painful for the reasons stated by Sayuri Matsumoto.

——In fact, Police Matsumoto’s request that they cooperate with the police’s plan to hold a wedding in the near future was the fundamental reason that awakened the murderous intention that he had been struggling with.

It's like this again, and it's such a righteous reason...

Even your daughter's marriage can be used as a means and bargaining chip. You will do whatever it takes for the sake of "justice". Just because it is justice, can the harm caused be ignored? !

The scene of his mother lying in a pool of blood, gasping and wailing in pain, and gradually stopping breathing, replayed in his mind all night long. Whenever he wanted to immerse himself in his affection and love for Sayuri, those painful memories He will be reminded repeatedly.

On the other hand, touching the small capsule he put in his pocket, he couldn't help but feel torment and guilt.

Sayuri, Sayuri is indeed innocent...

She had no idea of ​​her plans. It was him who had evil intentions and had other purposes to approach her and pursue her. No matter how he used the words "she was greedy for wealth and was interested in his family background, they just took what they wanted." Self-hypnosis cannot be denied for reasons such as "necessary".

What to do...his hatred, his plan...

When will those phantom thieves of the heart...

While his mind was filled with thoughts, a terrifying trembling feeling suddenly crawled up his back, and a pair of golden, animal-like vertical pupils suddenly lit up in his hallucination.

This, this is...!

His breathing became more and more rapid. Takasugi Toshihiko raised his hand and grabbed his throat, which was gradually feeling suffocated. He breathed heavily "ho ho" and his face quickly turned red.

"Takasugi Toshihiko, Takasugi!" Seeing him suddenly acting strangely, scratching his neck with both hands, if his hands weren't wearing white gloves that matched the dress, he might have scratched his neck with blood. Thirteen's eyes widened in alarm, and he immediately shouted loudly, "Go call the doctor!"

He had just seen the scene on Moon Shadow Island, and he was extremely sensitive to this kind of performance.

Isn't this what those guys suspected of drug trafficking showed before they died? !

Could this really have something to do with the Phantom Thieves of Hearts...

Yueying Island's music score, which was like snowflakes, and the blazing fire in the rising sun, flashed quickly in front of his eyes.

"Toshihiko, what's wrong with you, Toshihiko!" Sayuri Matsumoto, who heard the noise, pushed away the police officers who were blocking her, exclaimed and rushed towards Takasugi Toshihiko, who was unable to support his body and was kneeling on the ground, "No, don't do this, Toshihiko!"

Panic tears wetted her carefully crafted makeup, and her eye makeup became dark and smudged.

Takasugi Toshihiko, whose vision was gradually blurring, tried his best to keep breathing. Sayuri Matsumoto's crying face was clearly reflected in his eyes.

How beautiful, his lover, his lover who wanted to murder...

"Doctor, is there a doctor here?"

"We need a doctor here, everyone, please give way -"

Fuudo Kyosuke, who was chatting peacefully with Karasawa, his eyes lit up and he turned his head immediately.

There seems to be trouble, but this is just right, as it saves him the trouble of having to kill someone else.

The bigger the trouble, the more opportunities he has...

"There seems to be some problem. Let's talk later." At the same time as he was excited and applauded, Futo Kyosuke did not forget the task of establishing a good image in front of Karasawa. He turned his head calmly and ran towards him. Rensaburo Shiratori came running, "What's wrong? Is there anything I can do to help you?"

Shiratori Rensaburo looked at Futo Kyousuke with complicated emotions.

Before being reminded by the police that Kyosuke Futo was related to some dangerous psychological research organizations, he had never turned his suspicions on him.

After all, who would question a psychiatrist who understands so many of your intimate emotions and has worked with you dutifully and conscientiously for many years?

But if Futo Kyousuke is a suspicious person, his purpose of coming to this wedding for free today is a bit intriguing.

"Doctor Fudo, I remember that you have had surgical experience. Do you know how to do first aid?" But there are more urgent situations waiting to be dealt with. Shiratori suppressed those emotions and said quickly, "We encountered an emergency. situation, someone needs emergency assistance.”

"I can perform simple CPR and tracheostomy. Is there a first aid kit?" Without saying a word, Fudo Kyosuke rolled up his sleeves and followed Shiratori's footsteps. "Be sure to contact the nearest emergency room." emergency center."

"Someone is already in contact." Staring at Futo Kyosuke's expression, Shiratori Rensaburo led him towards the preparation room.

No matter what his intentions were, saving people was the most important thing now.

As for the case of searching the first class...he will keep an eye on this guy.

Watching the two of them walk away quickly, Tangze, who was well aware of the situation, took out his mobile phone.

[Joker: Futo Kyosuke was lured away... I said, you didn't really beat Takasugi Toshihiko to death, did you? 】

[Illusion: How could it be? I’m still angry. Lunar said that he can still control him for three minutes. If it lasts longer, it will be a bit difficult to control, and he may really strangle him to death. 】

[Joker: Then pinch it for three minutes and then release it, just let it breathe. 】

After giving a ruthless reply, Tangze looked around, nodded to the members of Team Zero who had been watching him, and walked backstage unhurriedly.

Three minutes should be enough for Takasugi Toshihiko to burst into tears and be extremely embarrassed.

That’s fine, have a deep experience of what it’s like to clearly wait for death, and see if you can still take human life as a joke in the future.

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"Impossible!" Conan and Maori Lan shouted at the same time after hearing the inference of Mouri Kogoro and the others.

"It's impossible for the Phantom Thief of the Heart to kill the person who sent the warning letter for no reason." Conan argued with wide eyes.

"Yes, you must have made a mistake. Maybe the situation is the other way around, because he received a warning letter. Someone wanted to kill Mr. Takasugi and frame the matter on the Phantom Thieves!" Mao Lilan also protested loudly.

Mouri Kogoro's eyes skipped over the jumping elementary school student and stared at his daughter strangely for a while: "Why do you believe in those monster thieves so much... You haven't been in contact with them, have you?"

"I just know!" Mao Lilan clenched his fists and replied loudly.

It is impossible for the Phantom Thieves of Heart to harm the lives of innocent people at will... She firmly believed this.

Joker's red scarf dancing wildly in the wind passed through the aftermath of the bomb explosion and flashed past the Shinkansen; he jumped over his helpless self and walked towards Asai Narumi's back in the flames without hesitation. …

That was not a choice that a person who despised life would make, that was what she firmly believed.

"Then how do you explain this symptom?" Too lazy to argue with the children's childish ideas, Mouri Kogoro pointed at Takasugi Toshihiko who was lying flat on the ground and twitching, and black liquid began to flow from the corners of his eyes, "Even if I don't think so, As long as Toshihiko Takasugi dies here today, combined with the notice letter, the news that the Phantom Thieves are the murderers will spread..."

While they were talking lively here, Shiratori hurried over with Futo Kyousuke.

"Get out of the way and give him room to breathe." Kyousuke Futo strode into the door and said decisively, "First aid kit, find the disinfectant and razor blades!"

Yes, if Toshihiko Takasugi's death would bring bad reputation to the Phantom Thieves, then don't let Toshihiko Takasugi die here!

With this thought in mind, and taking advantage of his height and body shape, Conan crossed the crowd and ran towards Kyosuke Futo who was about to give first aid to Takasugi Toshihiko.

In fact, deep down in his heart, he has some vague worries... because Narumi Asai, who was rescued by Joker, is very likely to be highly related to the Phantom Thieves.

What if, this time, he is using the same method that almost killed the residents of Banyueying Island?

On the lower floor of the impression space, Asai Narumi, who was highly worried by Conan, was stepping on the shadow of Takasugi Toshihiko, who was extremely embarrassed.

The familiar wearing Heian Kyo's costume was suspended behind him, and the melodious sound of the flute echoed in the room. Every time a scale was played, Miyano Akemi's brows trembled slightly.

"Okay Lunar, it's time to let go." Looking at the bloody and miserable shadow of Toshihiko Takasugi, Miyano Akemi couldn't help but remind him, "If you really kill him, there will be big trouble."

"I know." Asai Narumi calmly looked down at the man who was no longer struggling at his feet, and drove the familiar to play another section before finally waving his hand.

The fox face reappeared on his face, covering the corners of his drooping mouth. The shadow of Takasugi Toshihiko, whose skin was torn and bruised as if he had been touched by Ling Chi, finally let out a painful cry of collapse.

While crying, he glanced at Asai Narumi who was slowly retreating. He didn't dare to cry loudly, as if he was afraid of disturbing this cruel guy again and suffering another round of abuse.

"The visual effect of your ability is still a bit too scary." Miyano Akemi breathed a sigh of relief and finally put down her hands covering her ears. "In the future, try to use it as little as possible except in special circumstances."

Although I understand that Asai Narumi's attacks are targeted and will not cause any harm to teammates, as the ditty continues, the people in front of me have more and more scars... There is always an unlucky feeling, which makes people feel uncomfortable. I couldn't help but want to cover my ears.

"I don't like to do it all the time. It's quite tiring to activate." Shrugging, Asai Naomi hung the bow behind his back, "Ability seems to be related to the state of awakening. I don't have to select."

"Huh, does this count as completing the mission?" Teru Hoshikawa couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. He watched the rolling and wailing shadow of Toshihiko Takasugi slowly become transparent and finally disappeared. He moved his neck and said, "Kyosuke Futo Where is the guy’s palace, when should we set off?”

"Don't worry, joker hopes to confirm all the technical details and give this guy an unforgettable experience." Recalling Karasawa's words, Asai Narumi nodded and repeated in a determined tone, "'This will make it easier for him to He knows, don’t steal other people’s parents when you have nothing to do. Don’t you have your own parents?’… That’s what joker said.”

As soon as these words came out, Miyano Akemi and Hoshikawa Teru couldn't help but look sideways.

"What's wrong?" Asai Narumi, who was just repeating the original text, looked innocent.

"It sounds like she's telling the truth, but it also sounds like she's swearing..." Miyano Akemi shook her head at a loss for words.

"When I heard it, it sounded like a joke." Xingchuan Hui concluded.

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"Ah sneeze——"

Karasawa walked to the door of the preparation room, covered his sneeze in his palm, rubbed his itchy nose, and glanced suspiciously at Noah's pocket.

After coming to this world, his health got better, so much so that he even ate 300 sugar cubes without gaining a pound of flesh. He even wondered if he and the paper man came to the same dimension, so he also I have become a paper person who can’t get fat.

So when he sneezes, someone must be talking about him behind his back...

"Forget it, there are so many people talking about me." Tang Ze pinched the wings of his nose and clicked his tongue, "Let's just think that Kyosuke Futo did it."

Kyosuke Futo, who had been charged with another black debt, was unbelievably retracting the blade that had been pressed against Takasugi Toshihiko's skin, and stared in amazement at the guy who was still twitching and twitching a moment ago, as if he was about to die.

This kind of power, this kind of power that changes people's consciousness in an instant...!

Putting the sharp scalpel blade properly back into the box, Futo Kyousuke stood up and looked at Toshihiko Takasugi who had returned to normal in awe, with a soft and surprised look on his face, and his hand involuntarily touched his pocket.

The Phantom Thieves of the Heart, this group of people, are definitely inseparable from their mentor!

If only I could get in touch with them...

Due to the lack of funding and more academic support, my own research progressed slowly. Relying on the exchange activities of the school, I could only produce such low-end and crude products.

Look, look at the way these people precisely remove and reshape the underlying personality like a surgical operation... This must be similar to the power of the mentor "awakening" Tang Zezhao! He won't admit his mistake!

Kyosuke Futo looked excited, but his behavior was actually weird. However, everyone in the room was as excited as him, and no one noticed his abnormality for a while.

"Sayuri, I'm sorry..." Takasugi Toshihiko, who struggled to sit up from the ground, did not stand upright, but knelt down and sat up in a standard manner, buried his head deeply, and made a standard soil seat posture, "I'm sorry... …I……"

"Toshihiko?" Sayuri Matsumoto, who thought of the notice letter and realized what might have happened, softly called her fiancé's name, "What's wrong? What are you sorry for me about?"

"...Today's wedding, I'm afraid, has to be cancelled." Takasugi Toshihiko buried his head deeply in his hands, his voice was dry and filled with regret, "I did something terrible. I, I should regret to you... I hid something very important from you..."

Realizing what Toshihiko Takasugi was going to say next, tears slowly gathered in Sayuri Matsumoto's eyes again.

"You, are you going to talk about what happened between you and my father?" Sayuri Matsumoto's voice trembled involuntarily. She couldn't control her tears. Her smudged eyeliner left two lines on her beautiful face. Light black tears, "I've been waiting for you to say this..."

"You know...! You have long..." Takasugi Toshihiko couldn't believe it, and raised his head blankly, staring at the crying lover in front of him.

"I have always liked it, I really like the lemon tea you gave me... I didn't expect that you forgot it first..." Sayuri Matsumoto, who tried her best to smile and her tears kept flowing down, still couldn't suppress her crying and sobbed. Get up, "Are you planning to do anything today?"

After understanding Sayuri's meaning, a childish and cute face slowly overlapped with the face in front of her that was full of tears. The causes and consequences were constantly intertwined and impacting in her mind, and soon, Takasugi Toshihiko's crying also got out of control. .

"...I plan to kill you. Oh my god, I actually plan to kill you..."

"Teacher Sayuri..." Mao Lilan covered her mouth, tears had accumulated rapidly, her eyes were full of tears, and she was about to cry.

The police officers who searched the first section looked at the two young men crying and hugging each other in silence, exchanging glances with each other.

Tang Ze, who was standing at the door, looked at the scene of these mutual confessions and the atmosphere was so good that he almost couldn't stand it. He quickly raised his hand to cover his mouth.

Damn it, before the black mud on Takasugi Toshihiko's face was wiped off, Sayuri Matsumoto's eyeliner followed her well-developed tear ducts and weaved spider webs on her face.

This person looks like a gangster, don't tell me, don't tell me, it's a perfect match!

At the same time, Karasawa, who had not forgotten the business, glanced at Fuudo Kyousuke, who was standing alone in the room and was in a surging mood, and the red light lit up.

"What is that, a button that causes amnesia when pressed?" muttering to himself in a very small voice, Karasawa looked at Fuido Kyousuke who forgot to manage his expression and subconsciously kept touching the device in his pocket. He narrowed his eyes and wondered, "What kind of black technology is this on the set again... Oh, man in black is also a black organization, is that what it means?"