The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

"Let's go this way..." Kazami Yuya pushed open the door in front and gave up his position. He looked at Karasawa who walked through the passage he gave up with his boss one after another and walked into the interrogation room. He tried hard to restrain himself. He suppressed his unnecessary expression.

If you can't accurately interpret the emotions you want to express, then first learn to suppress your micro-expressions. It is also a good way to act without expressing your emotions and anger - this is what I taught Tangze before he lost his memory. The content is here.

Thinking of this, Feng Jian Yuya felt a little emotional and helpless.

He partially agreed with his boss's idea about Tang Ze's amnesia - Tang Ze's cunning and ease can easily impress people. If you want to say that this kid is really unprepared, he had an accident during the attack. People who know him generally Not very convinced.

But what are the reasons and basis for Tang Ze to do this? Does it mean that he has any confidence that he can grasp the direction of the situation even if he loses his memory?

"Hello, Dr. Kurahashi, we meet again." Pulling out the seat in front of him, Tang Ze sat down calmly and said to the person across the table in a serious manner, "You should still remember me, but I won't Introduce yourself."

Sitting opposite, Nobuhiko Kurahashi, whose hands and feet were shackled, watched with a blank expression as several people filed into the interrogation room.

Compared to the last time we met, his appearance was much more haggard, and the short stubble on his face had no time to be repaired, showing a sense of decadence.

"Karasawa Akira..." With a quick glance at the tense face of his former boss, Nobuhiko Kurahashi's attention completely moved to Karasawa's face, staring at him, his eyes almost burning two eyes on his face. Come to a hole.

His long-term disguise was seen through and exposed by this shrewd hunter after just one face-to-face meeting and a short period of communication.

What's even more ridiculous is that he is the prey that he has locked up without authorization and is in urgent need of slaughter...

This kind of offensive and defensive situation, the huge difference in the failure of the calculation, coupled with the loss of a high-paying decent job, the loss of a career that he was interested in and involved in academic research... all of which made it difficult for Kurahashi Nobuhiko to feel dissatisfied with Karasawa. Hatred.

"It seems that I left a deep impression on you." Tang Ze calmly accepted this unkind look, and responded with a light smile, "That's good, I hate meaningless red tape, what's next for us? The conversation can be more direct.”

Nobuhiko Kurahashi raised his eyelids and glanced at Tangze with a salty look: "I told you, I really don't know. Spending all your efforts on me is in vain."

"There is nothing surprising. Considering the fact that you were quickly exposed and became a prisoner, this is in line with my expectations of you." First, it touched Kurahashi's heart. Tang Ze admired him for a while and visibly twitched because of these words. He raised half of his face and said in a casual tone, "Do you know Kyosuke Futo?"

"Kyosuke Futo?" His eyebrows couldn't help but twitch. Nobuhiko Kurahashi calmed down and replied idealistically, "We know each other. Maybe we met at an academic conference. Do you have any questions?"

"Academic conference... Do you call the gathering or exhibition opportunity of the 'Karasawa School' an academic conference? Don't get me wrong. I don't have to correct you. If this can add luster to your lack of academic resume, then please feel free to do so. Just, I won't disturb your self-entertainment." Karasawa, who had a calm tone but was full of aggression, started to spray people with blows and slaps. Without waiting for Kurahashi Nobuhiko, whose facial features were distorted, to reply, he went straight in again The key point is, "Just answer whether you know it or not."

"...I already told him that we knew each other." Nobuhiko Kurahashi rolled his eyes, "I can still talk to him at an academic conference."

"So he is also that guy from the 'Tang Ze School'." Closing his eyes lightly, Tang Ze shook his head, "You don't want to tell the truth. Then forget it, you are just a mediocre participant in this school, and you only want to Frankly speaking, it’s not a big problem without you.”

With that said, he made a gesture to close the folder and stand up.

"...I didn't tell the truth!" Nobuhiko Kurahashi, whose heart skipped a beat, said stiffly, "Isn't this the real truth?"

"From my observation, Kyousuke Futo's academic achievements must be much higher than yours. It's not surprising that you don't know him."

"Stop talking nonsense——"

"He is my current attending doctor." Tangze interrupted the spellcasting with one sentence, and Tang Ze said simply, "Although I also saw through the hypocrisy he pretended to be, he managed to get into this position."

The implication is that Nobuhiko Kurahashi, who has not even reached his level, would not be considered outstanding in a twisted police station, let alone on a broader academic stage. Who would give him the courage to do it? Plot against him?

"...That only shows that that scumbag has too much experience!" Nobuhiko Kurahashi, who couldn't bear it, suddenly raised his voice, "You have no idea how he verified his academic theories and how many minors he harmed. I The type of person who writes theory stuffyly is destined to be incompatible with his style! How can you say it’s my academic ability’s fault!”

"It seems that you know his research very well, right?" Putting down the neatly stacked documents in his hands again, Tang Ze gave his first serious look tonight.

I don’t know if it was due to the old and new grudges with Kyousuke Futo, coupled with the depression and pain caused by being in prison these days, Nobuhiko Kurahashi, who had already started talking, closed his eyes and said like he was pouring beans out of a bamboo tube: "He The research direction is similar to mine. He only had one share of funding, so I had no chance of getting him. So he hurriedly promoted human experiments, and when he couldn't allocate resources, he simply started to manufacture his own machinery and invested in an automobile company... …”

"Automobile company?" In this series of emotional output, Jiang Guling caught a key word, "Has he invested in an automobile company?"

"There is only one fund... have you received funding?" Tang Ze's eyes narrowed and he asked in a deep voice.

"Yes, after all, our specializations are all related to memory. It is impossible for investors to give us the same treatment. If we don't get the treatment, the experimental part cannot be implemented." At this point, Cangqiao's anger continued to build up, and it was a little bit... I couldn't stand it any longer. "He actually used his personal relationship with the managers of the automobile company to sneak out the appropriate equipment, and then started testing it on children without saying a word. As for me, I would just wait stupidly and use Even though I tried my best, I could only get some illegal drugs..."

"You said you were fat and you were out of breath." Tang Ze mercilessly interrupted Duan Cangqiao's essay again, his face expressionless, "Are you going to praise you for being less harmful to society? Tell me, what kind of things did Fengdo experiment? ?”

"In terms of memory, what else can there be... some brainwashing devices, psychological suggestions and so on..."

Rei Fukutani, who was sitting next to him, picked up his pen and wrote quickly on the paper. Soon, a note was handed into Karasawa's hand.

Listening attentively to Nobuhiko Kurahashi's confession, Karasawa distractedly glanced at the content on the note.

[You have lost your memory and may not remember.

Some time ago, Pisco, the codename member who was exposed due to poor execution of the mission, is the president of a group mainly engaged in automobile production. 】

Tangze nodded and quietly buried the piece of paper on the last page of the document, making some calculations in his mind.

"Although the investors refuse to admit that fund, we all know that it is the licensing income from the patents left by Mr. Karasawa Ikawa. This is a special fund he left behind to encourage the development of cognitive science..."

Everyone else in the room all narrowed their eyes.

Isn’t this the intersection with the organization?

Nobuhiko Kurahashi, who had no idea about the information he revealed, was still gushing about Kyosuke Futo's problem: "This is not something unique to him in the first place. When Mr. Karasawa was young, he was particularly affected by his advanced theories. , this is the wealth that belongs to all researchers of cognitive mythology! But he defrauded...

"And he is so clever at picking tricks. He chose students who are relatively easy to implement his plan. Whether that trick will be effective on adults is a question..."

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"Dr. Futo, are you saying that you don't recommend Xiaolan to go to the park?"

"No, since you said that it is a place of great significance to her, then I personally do not object to this decision." Fuudo Kyousuke said this, but his heart was filled with anger.

His equipment was only effective on minors, leaving the person he most wanted to lose his memory intact.

As a result, not only did he fail to complete his original plan, but he also harvested two time bombs...

"However, I still hope that Lan will not force herself too much. Even if memory recovery is a long-term process, it will not affect life too much."

"This is not forced." Mao Lilan said loudly and seriously into the phone receiver, "My amnesia has caused trouble to many people, but everyone is doing their best to help me... If I don't take the initiative myself Moving forward, that would be too much.”

"It looks like this..." With a pretentious sigh, Futo Kyousuke thought for a moment and said suggestively, "I remember that Karasawa-kun lives not far from yours."

"Indeed, this child lives downstairs from us." Mouri Kogoro did not refute.

"Then can you consider calling Karasawa along? Traveling with those of you who are familiar with him recently, the probability of his memory recovery will also increase." The dim light in Fuudo Kyosuke's eyes became brighter at night flashed in the neon lights, "He is studying alone in Tokyo, and his living environment will inevitably have its own difficulties."

Sato Miwako, who caused all these problems because of the amnesia of Karasawa and Mao Lilan, blamed herself extremely.

As long as the two of them go out at the same time, he will probably find the opportunity to block the policewoman.

If you can catch them all in one go...

"Is that so..." Mao Lilan asked uncertainly. After thinking for a moment, he said hesitantly, "Then, if I call Tang Ze together..."

"It won't hurt to listen to the doctor's advice." Kyosuke Futo, who was on the other end of the radio wave, looked at himself in the mirror and smiled.

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"Doctor's orders are sometimes really unreliable." Yuya Kazami, who witnessed the whole process of Kurahashi's epilepsy, felt chills on the back of his neck. "Fortunately, fortunately, I always find it difficult to see a psychiatrist. , let alone asking colleagues in the group to treat themselves..."

Comparing the strong accusation and reluctance in Kurahashi's words, it is not difficult to tell that his main purpose in drugging the police officers of the Zero Group was probably to reach the same destination as Fuudo Kyosuke.

The fact that he failed to compete against Kyosuke Futo had a great impact on him, stimulating him to further escalate his extreme behavior. After meeting such a heavyweight academic achievement as Karasawa Akira, he completely lost control.

The question of how someone who could remain calm and dormant in Group Zero for so long suddenly evolved to dare to attack Tang Ze when they met for the first time was easily solved.

"This is how academics work. If you can't write a paper and get funding, you'll go crazy." Tang Ze, the central figure in the topic, lamented without conscious thought, "You can't admit that if you can't write a paper, it's because you don't have enough academic ability. ? It’s impossible to get so much money, so we can only blame Fuudo Kyousuke for being unreasonable.”

"In this way, there is a one-to-one correspondence with the keywords he revealed when he was first interrogated." Rei Fukutani, who was walking beside them and comparing the conjunctive records, nodded, "Then, 'Organization The idea of ​​deliberately promoting and organizing research on cognitive science, and using some well-known companies to provide funding and support to attract talents, has basically been established."

"Well, if that's the case..." Karasawa protracted his tone, rubbed his chin and thought for a moment, then said, "Compared to Fuudo Kyousuke who likes to talk too much, Kurahashi Nobuhiko is more worthy of my father's true inheritance."

The expressions of Rei Fukiya and Yuya Kazami were stagnant for a few seconds, unable to understand Karasawa's train of thought.

"It was because he couldn't get funding, his views weren't mainstream enough, and he couldn't do his own research that my dad went crazy like that. How could he write something explosive and exaggerate, so he often didn't look like a researcher? More like a missionary..." Tang Ze said with a sigh.

His memories before he was 10 years old were indeed fragmented, but it didn't mean that he couldn't remember a single bit.

For example, what he remembers is that when he was out talking to other scholars, giving speeches everywhere, and being criticized and ridiculed to the point where he was like a mustache in academia, he returned home, pulled his hair back, and reflected on why he could not deceive new people. Pictures of investors... He still remembered a few bits and pieces.

"It's good to tell Nobuhiko Kurahashi when I get the chance later. It will be a bit of a consolation." Tang Ze concluded with a big shake of his head.

For a moment, I didn’t know whether Karasawa was praising or disparaging, and I didn’t know whether Nobuhiko Kurahashi would really comfort or break the defenses of Rei Fukiya and Yuya Kazami: "..."

"But I have finally figured out the problem here with Kyousuke Futo." Karasawa clicked his tongue twice, "A mad scientist who knows the science of cognition... Let me see him. There is no scientist in this world who can be crazier than my father. , I haven’t seen any of them yet.”

Rei Fukiya and Yuya Kazami stopped talking, choked by the hell joke and unable to answer: "..."

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"So you just agreed...? Don't you don't really trust Dr. Fudo and don't want to run out to play?"

Conan, who faced the clear blue sky after the heavy rain and was tanned by the early autumn sun, asked Karasawa doubtfully while wiping his forehead.

"Is it because I don't trust him that I have to watch him more carefully?" Tang Ze, whose dressing style has changed slightly and his overall color scheme looks much younger, tugged on the beret on his head, "What if he just wants to take the opportunity to murder?" Classmate Lan, what should I do if he plots to kill me?"

"Is it really okay to take such a risk?" Conan looked at Mao Lilan's curious and excited face. He couldn't say anything if he was completely opposed to it. He could only whisper in an unpleasant tone, "We haven't figured it out yet. Who is the attacker?" How did you all lose your memory at the same time..."

"It doesn't matter." Hehe chuckled twice, and Tang Ze made a fist-clenching gesture, "If he has the ability, he can try again."

A sudden attack, or even amnesia due to an attack, could happen to anyone except him.

His memory storage method is very strange. When he tries to block certain memories, it is difficult for even him to unlock them if he cannot find the appropriate keywords to awaken them.

It is very possible that a few months later, in order to test something, he followed the trend and used Futo Kyosuke's device to lock part of his memory more completely.

This may be because this part of the memory itself has a huge amount of information, or maybe the person he is a few months later has temporarily lost the ability to block a large amount of self-memory in a short period of time... What exactly will happen in the future is unknown.

And if you have lost your memory, you will not be able to remember the originally designed "key word". This is a completely natural development. It is probably something that has no concept in your previous memory.

It's a bit like locking the key in the safe, so cunning.

What exactly do you want to use this experiment to test, my future self?

"It's not a bad feeling to retrieve memories like this," Tangze shrugged with a smile, "Isn't it interesting to play puzzles with yourself?"

"Hey, stop it." Suzuki Sonoko, who was standing next to her, couldn't hold it back. She raised her elbow and gave Karasawa a slap. "When you talk like this, you look a bit like a reasoning madman. It's really disgusting if you look closely."

"Hey, if you feel this way, that's the best thing." Tang Ze raised his hat and replied with a smile, "Isn't it just that I'm dressed up as a detective today? How about it, I look very detective. Taste it."

"In short, don't think of amnesia as something very interesting." Rolling her eyes in annoyance, Suzuki Sonoko secretly glanced at Mao Lilan's side face, "People who have lost their memory no longer feel pain...those of us This is not what it feels like to be left behind.”

"Yuanzi." To her surprise, Mao Lilan suddenly turned around and took the initiative to hold her wrist. "I'm sorry for forgetting about you... But this can't be called abandoning, right?"

"Eh?"

"None of us have left us behind, nor have we been left behind by anyone. Am I still here?" Mao Lilan opened her hand and gave her a solid hug. "Even if I can never remember you, You will also be my best friend. Thank you for staying with me these days."

"Xiaolan, Xiaolan...wow..."

Conan looked at them helplessly, and after a moment, he glanced at Tang Ze with surprised eyes.

"Huh? What are you looking at me for?"

"Although you don't remember, I always have the feeling that Xiaolan's spirit has been inexplicably trained well by you?"

"ah?"