The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

A simple but by no means crude wedding, went on quietly in the church.

The priest at the altar began to recite the lines of blessing and witnessing the couple according to the procedure, but Yumi Horikoshi under the veil couldn't help but start to lose focus.

The reason for not getting married? She couldn't tell clearly.

Maybe I was not satisfied with Kazushi Nakamichi at first. He had many advantages, but there were also shortcomings. At least he did not meet her imagined requirements for a partner.

When she got older and no longer had so many unnecessary fantasies, she still didn't want to choose Zhongdao and Zhi, but it was because they had been together for too long.

In addition, during college, I have known each other for 17 or 18 years, and have been separated and reunited several times. Not only have I seen each other's best youthful years, but I have also witnessed the most embarrassing, worst, and abusive moments...

At this age of entanglement, they may have more habits than feelings for each other. If Kazushi Nakamichi had communicated with her properly before deciding to go on a blind date without permission, whether it was to propose again, or to give up and break up peacefully, would she still be so messy?

To be honest, Horikoshi Yumi herself didn’t know.

Maybe this is a resentful couple, and it will develop to the point where He Zhi is full of murderous intentions towards her. Maybe her fault is really not small...

Sensing the absent-mindedness of the woman next to him, Leon rolled his eyes and glanced at Yumi Horikoshi thoughtfully.

Then he turned his head, looked exactly in the direction of the camera, and showed a meaningful smile.

"The hint is beginning to take effect." Tangze nodded, having accurately received this information, "Where is Nakamichi Kazushi?"

Noah blinked slightly, and the screen was switched to another game participant.

In the pitch-black night, the church ahead was brightly lit, which made Kazushi Nakamichi, who was holding a torch, look so gloomy.

He was actually near St. Monica's Church, and judging from his expression, it didn't look like he was here to wish his ex-girlfriend a happy wedding.

"What is Kazushi doing?" One moment, he was looking at Yumi Horikoshi who was preparing to get married in the presence of Kudo and Karasawa with a strange look on his face. The next moment, he saw Kazushi Nakamichi and Kogoro Mori looking angry. He was stunned for a moment, and his brows furrowed.

Considering only the relationship between the two of them, he sympathized with Nakamichi Kazushi, and Yumi Horikoshi often caused embarrassment to others as a friend, let alone as a being with a closer relationship.

However, as a criminal police officer, Kazushi Nakamichi chose the most outrageous path...

He took a long breath, and his face no longer looked relaxed.

Others who directly saw Nakamichi Kazushi's murderous intention also expressed shock. They were stunned and helpless as they watched Nakamichi Kazushi, who didn't know that his ugly appearance had been exposed, walking step by step towards the bright church.

Although I have heard his own straightforward description of the motive for the murder, it is still shocking to witness the murderer's process of committing the murder.

"After all, he is a ruthless man who is determined to kill." Unlike the shocked audience outside, Tangze's reaction was relatively dull. He just sighed leisurely and put away the empty bag of potato chips in his hand, "However, Compared to before, his murderous intention has also wavered."

Carefully observing the uncertain expressions on Nakamichi and Zhi's face, Tang Ze nodded affirmatively, and took out another box of pocky in his hand, and started to chew on it.

"Really?" Conan observed Kazushi Nakamichi's expression uncertainly, "It's still a very gloomy expression. Is he going to set fire to the church directly?!"

Conan almost jumped off the soft sofa when he saw clearly the other people holding torches and even accelerants such as kerosene behind Nakamichi Kazushi.

This is not just a matter of grabbing photos with Yumi Horikoshi, Holmes and Watson are still in the church!

Couldn't he be the bastard who found Irene through Holmes's hand and then just killed the detective and the target?

Not to mention that this Sherlock Holmes also has his face, and Watson also looks like Karasawa. It’s so immersive that it feels like my fists are pumping!

"Well, it's not too unexpected." Joker's calm voice interrupted his excitement, "Don't underestimate the murderer who made a lot of careful preparations. He was not a passionate murder caused by a moment of righteous indignation. You Have you forgotten his previous murder plan? Planning calmly and rationally to kill the person next to your pillow is not an easy decision."

"...So, do you want to say that he is now impulsively planning to kill the detective as well, which is better than before?" The corners of Conan's mouth twitched because of the joker's absurd reasoning.

"That's about it." Nodding seriously, joker replied, "Why else would the law value premeditation so much? Murder and kill are different concepts. If you look at Nakamichi Kazushi's expression now, he has already He began to realize that it was terrible for him to carefully prepare and plan to kill someone he had been close to... Even though he knew that this was a game and what he was killing was probably just a group of data, he still hesitated."

There was no solemn march to accompany the empty church, and the nondescript secret wedding was still going on quietly.

When Kazushi Nakamichi stood in front of the church, he suddenly felt a little melancholy in his heart.

It would be great if Yumi could really find someone to marry and hold a wedding.

Then all the problems may no longer be a problem. One day in the future, they may be able to pass each other like strangers when they meet on the street, or give a friendly smile and let go of their grudges.

It's a pity... He has been forced into this situation and has made a choice out of indignation.

Whether it's the Phantom Thieves or artificial intelligence games, they only gave him a chance to rein in the situation at the last minute, which shook some of his murderous intentions. But it is a real fact that he almost became a murderer.

There is nothing to hesitate, pouring out murderous intent at this moment is the only way to prevent yourself from becoming a murderer.

Wearing a luxurious fur coat and cloak, Nakamichi Kazushi looked at the church in front of him, and finally waved.

Soon, the pungent kerosene and torches came up, and the wooden church was easily ignited.

The door of the chapel was closed and blocked by the gangsters he hired. The flames instantly lit up the dark night, and also illuminated Kazushi Nakamichi's sweaty face.

"...Let's go." Not daring to look at the auditorium behind him any longer, Nakamichi Kazushi put the mask on his face again and said angrily.

Although he was in the game at this time, he subconsciously wanted to cover his face and conceal his identity.

Doing so may not actually kill Irene Adler and her husband, or Holmes, but presumably in an environment like a fire scene, if she had carried the photo with her, there would be a high probability of it being damaged.

That was enough, but he still preferred that maybe Irene would hide the things in her home as set in the original work.

He came here specifically to light this fire, and the venting factor was more important.

Why is his wedding always at risk of being ruined? This is true in reality and in the game too! I really have had enough of this unreasonable woman and this unreasonable world!

The closed church door immediately attracted the attention of several people in the church.

Before Holmes and Watson could check the situation clearly, black smoke and flames rushed in at the fastest speed, making people immediately realize the seriousness of the problem.

"It seems that your two clients are not planning to pay the promised reward this time." Calmly pushing the ring onto Horikoshi Yumi's finger, Leon glanced at the detective and his assistant standing on the steps and said I joked in the mood.

"You know our identities." The young Kudo looked at Leon, and then at Yumi Horikoshi, whose face was still covered by a veil, as if he wanted to find out who was the talker among the two.

"Of course I know, Mr. Holmes, Dr. Watson." Leon calmly called out their identities, "But now, it's probably not the time to consider identity and position."

"You're right." Young Karasawa nodded, squatted down without hesitation, said "I'm sorry," and then pulled off a long hem of Horikoshi Yumi's skirt.

Before Yumi Horikoshi screamed, Leon nodded in agreement: "Long skirts are indeed not conducive to escaping from a fire. There is water at the baptistery."

The two people quickly divided the thick gauze into several parts, soaked it and distributed it to several people in front of the altar, temporarily covering their mouths and noses.

I don't know if it's due to the structure, or if the game deliberately speeds up the process, but in just two minutes, billowing smoke has poured into the church.

"It's too late to climb to the high platform on the second floor. Come this way!" Young Kudo pointed at the tall leaf-shaped flower window behind the statue and greeted a few people.

After carefully tying the cloth on Horikoshi Yumi's face, Leon whispered "Hold me tight" and easily picked up Horikoshi Yumi.

The nervous Yumi Horikoshi did not dare to speak casually, for fear of choking in the thick smoke of the fire scene - she had already experienced the degree of simulation of this game through the beam of fire in the room, and did not really want to experience the immersive fire scene. Survive.

On the other side, young Tangze supported the priest caringly, first helped him climb up to the window, then turned around, grabbed young Kudo directly by the waist, and lifted him up.

"Watson! I can walk by myself!"

"Forget it Sherlock, even when my leg injury is not healed, I can easily beat you two. Stop making trouble, I still have to take care of the old priest."

"Hey, put me down!"

"...Hey, isn't it just a model change?" Conan looked a little confused and glanced reproachfully at the two unscrupulous game planners beside him, "It is necessary to change this part to the two of us. ?"

"It's the truth." Tang Ze, holding the pocky in his mouth, stretched out a hand to suppress the primary school student's protest, "Even if you haven't become smaller, Tang Ze gives you two legs, and you can't beat him."

Noah, who was sitting aside, nodded with deep understanding.

Although the group leader has been living in a cafe, who knows how he found opportunities to exercise, but the fact is that the group leader's physical skills have been improving on the basis of their already good performance.

Now Tang Ze, in his own words, is a person who can be on an equal footing with Mao Lilan, even if not counting the physical advantages brought to him by his identity as a masker.

"Me neither, it must be that bad!"

"You should practice some physical skills if you have the chance, great detective. Good physical strength alone doesn't mean much. However, if you are like this now, there is really no need to practice."

"Hello……!"

Tangze took back his hand with a smile and continued to watch the live broadcast of the game in front of him. Seeing the young Tangze holding the embarrassed detective in one hand and easily climbing along the statue with the other, his smile widened a little.

In fact, Noah’s question is easy to answer.

Tang Ze was not looking for a chance to exercise, he was just recovering his past life memories. He is gradually adapting to this young body and is increasingly regaining his old technical and tactical levels.

You must know that what Tangze learned at the beginning was not a martial art used to strengthen the body and fight to the point, but a serious killing technique used in actual combat.

"Close your eyes." Leon, who led Yumi Horikoshi onto the shoulders of the statue, did not forget to continue his work. He spoke in her ear with a gentle voice and kicked the flower window in front of him.

The glass with the image of the Virgin shattered, and Leon jumped out with the woman in his arms with a fluttering veil in his arms.

Nakamichi Kazushi, who had not gone too far, heard the noise and suddenly turned around. He saw the newlyweds in formal attire, looking at each other affectionately, jumping out of the church.

With his eyes fixed on the bride, whose face was covered tightly with white gauze flying in the air, Nakamichi Kazushi took a breath and quickened his pace.

I don't know if it was his illusion, but this Irene Adler gave him a very familiar feeling.

Could it be that those troublemakers in the Phantom Thieves are Irene who was made up to look like Yumi?

Hiss, if that's the case, don't blame him for being too cruel.

"It's okay, Miss Irene." Holmes, who was placed on the ground by Watson, patted the glass shards on his coat, glanced at the assistant who turned around to pick up the old priest, shrugged helplessly, and had no choice but to look at Horikoshi. Yumi introduced herself seriously, "Now that the matter is over, there is no need for me to conceal my identity. As your husband said, my name is Sherlock Holmes, and I am a detective."

"There is no need to repeat this line!" Conan Edogawa slapped him and pushed him over, but Joker quickly twisted his waist and dodged away.

Karasawa raised his hand and motioned for Noah to play the track next to him, and the next second, Mao Lilan's exclaimed "Wow, it really looks like Shinichi" reached Conan's ears.

Conan was choked and speechless: "..."

Except for Leon's subtle glance at the camera, no one else in the game or NPC noticed anything unusual, and the conversation continued.

"Indeed, the matter has come to an end. We can open the skylight and speak openly." Yumi Horikoshi hesitantly withdrew his gaze towards the murderers who were leaving in a hurry. He was not sure whether he had just seen a familiar person or whether he should give his attention first. His power was transferred to the detective in front of him, "As you can see, your client is not a gentleman. He has little intentions, deep scheming, and very vicious methods. Do you still want to continue your commission and insist on helping him?" Take my stuff from me.”

"I'm just curious, Miss Irene." The young Kudo tilted his head, glanced at the handsome and tall Leon, and then looked at Yumi Horikoshi who couldn't see clearly his appearance, but had a slim figure, "Since you have a better He has made a choice and is no longer ready to look back on the past and relive old dreams with that king. Why are he unwilling to give up this hot potato? You also know that for the honor of the family, inheritance and wealth, he will not allow such a person to be able to There is something that disrupts his marriage plans. Taking it out in exchange for a reasonable reward would be good for everyone, wouldn't it?"

This sentence hit a painful point, and Yumi Horikoshi froze on the spot.

why? Isn't it because she has no better choice?

Is what she is really unwilling to accept, the fact that Kazushi Nakamichi left her to get married?

No, that's not it. More than that, her greater negative emotions came from the fact that she had no way out except for the middle path and ambition.

Thirty-seven or eighteen years old, which is considered old for a man, but in many industries, this age is still the prime of life. He is a criminal policeman with a bright future. His boss will hand over his daughter to him, which is enough. explain the problem.

His future is bright and everything is on the rise. Without her, it seems that he will have a better future, a wider world is waiting for him, and a new life is at his fingertips.

But what about her? What is she going to do?

Even though she does not look old under her careful care, with her current conditions, it seems that finding another marriage partner who is better than Nakamichi Kazushi seems to be a luxury.

She was not the real Irene Adler, not the legendary showgirl, not the jewel of the Warsaw Empire. No one would give her a second glance when she walked on the street.

At this age, she had to accept her own ordinaryness. The departure of Nakamichi Kazushi only reminded her of this painfully.

So she couldn't accept this last choice and left her. After losing him, she had to admit how mediocre and failed her life had been for more than thirty years.

Seeing her silence, the young man Kudo and the young man Karasawa who caught the old priest, rescued the last trapped person, and walked to him looked at each other, and both saw a trace of sympathy in each other's eyes.

An emotionally defeated woman, a madman full of evil thoughts.

How sad and hateful.

"Give up those photos, Miss Irene, you still have a husband who loves you and has a rich family fortune. If you are worried about being revenged by the king or other things, you can leave London with your husband and find a place where you will not be disturbed. There is a place where they can spend the rest of their lives. The two of them have a large fortune, so they must not have so many worries of ordinary people.

"Those photos will definitely sell for a good price, and they will also become the starting point for you to start over. They are worthy of a family property, and the Bohemian Majesty must be willing to pay any price for them." Holmes said earnestly , "If you trust my character, you can let me be your intermediary, and I will hand over all your property to you."

Horikoshi Yumi looked at the solemn look on the young man's face through the white gauze and remained silent.

Holmes waited for her answer quietly. Leon had no intention of disturbing her and looked at her silently.

Outside the screen, all the audience watching the drama were waiting in silence for her answer.

However, the next moment, before Yumi Horikoshi could spit out her answer, another handful of bright fire started burning in the neighborhood not far away.

Everyone present looked over with vigilance and found that it was in the direction of Briony Mansion.

It is also the residence of Irene Adler.