The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

Conan was not in such a leisurely mood as the others. When the vehicle came to a complete stop, he hurriedly ran to Judy's feet and checked the watch under her high heels.

"This is the detonating device of the bomb. Those two packages are full of bombs. Be careful, Teacher Judy!" Seeing that the number on the surface still stayed at "01:00", Conan breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at it with some awe. He looked at the heels that had dug into the pavement, "Take off her watch, um, could you please?"

Judy raised her eyebrows and looked at Akai Shuichi who was suppressing the woman on the ground with his knee. He bent down and held down the woman's wrist and moved his feet away.

"You know Morse code, little brother." Looking down at him with great interest as he quickly removed the watch, Judy pursed her lips and smiled, "That's amazing, and you can see her identity."

"...Teacher, don't you know Morse code?" The movement stopped for a moment, and Conan instinctively glanced at Mao Lilan, who was pressing the fat robber to the ground, and said uncomfortably.

Judy tilted her head, glanced along the entire back row, and raised the corners of her mouth meaningfully.

How many people in the back row don't know how to do this?

The first signal came from the two people sitting behind Toru Amuro and Karasawa. It was a short message.

"ATTN signal.Call your phone." (Pay attention to the signal and dial your own number.)

If she guessed correctly, they should be Karasawa's "subordinates", Hoshikawa Teru and Miyano Akemi who were rescued by him.

This was obviously a back-up left by Tangze. It was very likely that he quickly completed the communication with the two people and was ready before handing over the phone.

Judging from the number of ringtones that finally rang, at least 7 people understood the message. After the first ringtone, they quickly understood the intention of the signal and directly dialed the mobile phone they handed over.

The second series of loops was typed by this child, and it is also very simple.

"Rat.Last line.Woman." (There is a mole, the last line, a woman.)

Everyone who also understood it was also prepared. Seeing Mao Lilan take the first step towards the kidnapper, Judy did not hesitate to turn to control the woman who was thrown to the ground.

When the car is full of professionals, just a few amateur robbers need to be created at the right time, which is really not worth mentioning.

He neatly tied up the fat one first, and then pulled off all the glasses and hat that covered his face. Then he came to the tall man who was still twitching, and tied him up in the same way, and at the same time rescued the tall man who was still twitching. The tall guy under Mao Lilan.

Mao Lilan, who rarely acted as the first to attack on such occasions, was a little excited. When she suppressed the man, she didn't know how to proceed, so she had to squeeze back his gun-holding arm, causing him to scream.

Tang Ze dragged him over and lined up with the fat man. When he took off his hat and glasses, he looked at the bruises on his face caused by the goggle frames and the floor of the vehicle, and almost began to sympathize with these unfortunate people.

From the time he sent the signal to the end of everything, there were only 3 clean seconds. The only people who could be more unlucky than this kind of person were those funny criminals who ran away and broke into the armed police dormitory, robbed the bank, and met the police salary.

Sympathy is sympathy, and the strength of his binding did not relax at all, directly pulling the tall man whose consciousness was beginning to blur until he groaned and screamed in pain, and then he tore off his heavy ski jacket and found his own among the pile of mobile phones.

Clicking on the cartoon image of Noah on the screen to express his gratitude, Karasawa looked up the phone number of the Mumu Police Department and dialed it skillfully.

"Hey, Officer Megure, I'm Karasawa..."

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The police officers from the Search Section 1 who hurriedly drove over saw ski bags that had been removed from the outer packaging, exposing the bombs inside, and neatly placed ten meters behind the car. Three people had their hands and feet tied up. , the robbers who even put their mouths on each other, and the passengers scattered in groups on the emergency lane, talking and laughing as if they had entered the expressway service area.

Mu Mu Shisan, who always felt that something was not right, said: "..."

This feeling was even stronger when I saw the three robbers, whose faces were somewhat bruised, squirming with excitement when they saw the police.

Rather than assisting in the rescue, they seemed more like waiting for everyone to finish eating, putting away the tableware, and taking over to wash the dirty dishes.

What's going on? There's no detective in this car...well, Brother Mingzhi's boss can barely count as one.

After a long sigh, he accepted his fate and began to arrange the on-site work. He asked the explosive ordnance disposal team to take away the two long packages and the watch lying aside, untie the three robbers tied into rice dumplings, and briefly wash them. He was put in handcuffs and taken away.

"Officer Megure, oh, and Officer Sato and Takagi, we meet again." In a tone of greeting a friend he hadn't seen for a few days, Karasawa waved his hand familiarly, "Where's that Yajima Kunio? , Didn’t you escape?”

"He didn't escape. A few minutes after he left the phone booth, the people following him caught him again according to the instructions." Looking at Tang Ze's relaxed expression, Megure Thirteen hesitated for a while, but finally said nothing and sighed. He patted Tang Ze on the shoulder and said, "You kid, please be safe."

"We saw everything through the traffic surveillance." Miwako Sato shook her head and tapped Karasawa with her fingertips. "You, please pay more attention to protect yourself."

She knew that unlike the state when he lost his memory, Tang Ze had a certain ability to protect himself on weekdays. Even if he was held hostage, it was unlikely that he would get a big gash in his neck like last time.

But you should still worry. After all, this is an 18-year-old high school student, and he has a face that is very deceptive about his age. It is difficult not to treat him as a child.

"Oh, the pixels of today's surveillance cameras are so high?" Tang Ze said in surprise, raising his eyebrows in surprise.

"Is that the point?"

"Hey, no one was injured and everyone is safe, so there's no problem."

Tang Ze's tone was relaxed and leisurely. Even though he had just experienced a thrilling vehicle hijacking case where he was threatened with a gun, the smile on his face was still as usual. In other words, because of the effect of adrenaline, he was a little more excited than usual. .

This boy who loves to be a hero always likes to do such things...

After looking at him for a few seconds, Sato Miwako was defeated, shook her head, and could only turn to look at the passengers scattered behind him.

"Everyone, please come with us to the police station to make a record!" Miwako Sato clapped her hands to attract everyone's attention and said loudly, "Despite some time, let's try to speed up!"

Looking at this large group of people, he looked back at the several cars and off-road vehicles that the police drove over. Sato Miwako, who was about to send them to the police station through the police car, was briefly stuck.

Although they drove a lot of cars, it was still a bit difficult to pack in so many people and three robbers. How were they supposed to bring everyone back to the police station...

"Just drive this bus back." Tangze, who saw her dilemma, pointed to the car that was intact, with only the brake pads and tires suffering some torture, "You have to keep the car as evidence anyway. Isn’t it a thing?”

This is not the result of the original work. The bomb was not detonated in the end, and the entire car was intact. It must have been taken back to the police station for inspection.

There was no murder, this was also the scene of a crime, and it needed to be investigated and evidence collected for recording.

Frowning, Miwako Sato looked at the driver who was holding the railing and looking out. She couldn't say anything to refute, so she thought for a while and nodded reluctantly.

"Okay, then please get back in the car, so we can take photos and collect evidence at the scene..."

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Looking confused at the record in his hand, Takagi Wataru flipped through the next document, his expression getting even weirder.

"What's wrong, Takagi?" Memu Shisan came out after finishing a note. He saw his subordinate with a painful mask sitting at the work station and asked.

"This, 'Judy St. Timilion', she said that she learned Morse code in the summer camp of middle school, so when she heard someone using the code to send a signal, she took the initiative to help control a suspect..." Helpless After scratching his head, Takagi Wataru picked up the next record, "There is also this, 'Iwai Munehisa'. He said that he had participated in information professional training and happened to understand Morse code..."

Mumu Shisan, who had already read several transcripts, understood what he meant and couldn't help but fell silent.

You may not believe it, but with the elementary school student named Conan, there must be about a dozen people in the whole car who know Morse code.

This is a small bus carrying only twenty people...

"The media are already calling to inquire about the status of the public vehicles that are patrolling the city at high speed today. Some people have also heard rumors that it is related to the bombing." Wataru Takagi, who was suffering from a headache, observed his boss's face and asked in a low voice. , "How should we explain to the media?"

To say that this incident was a near miss, is it all due to the passengers in the car who were highly moral, had excellent tactical skills, and cooperated seamlessly to capture the prisoner in one fell swoop?

Thinking that these people had handed over a mobile phone in unison, and that he still had one in his hand that operated like this, Mu Mu Shisan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

If you say this is an exercise by the relevant departments, it seems to be more reasonable than the actual situation.

"It's really going to be a problem for us, detectives." Mumu Shisan sighed deeply.

Yes, there doesn’t seem to be any serious detectives on the bus, but there are so many detective-related people, detective families, detective bosses, detective enthusiasts, elementary school detective imitation clubs...

No matter what you think, it's all the detective's fault!

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"Hey, why are you so unlucky to be in such an accident?" Suzuki Sonoko sat on the bus again and put her chin in her hands, saying unhappily, "I should have asked my family to send a tour bus over."

To save trouble, he took a bus, but it actually caused delays. Suzuki Sonoko looked at the temporarily rented bus and sighed.

Wouldn't it be better to handle it like this a long time ago? The tourist buses are spacious and comfortable, with better equipment, special luggage compartments and a small restroom. They are more convenient than taking the bus.

A lesson learned, next time you organize a multi-person event, you must prepare your own transportation. Don't trust public transportation too much. You will inevitably encounter three, four, five, six, seven or eight psychopaths who retaliate against society.

"It didn't take long, just relax." Mao Lilan, who knew her best friend's character very well, stroked her hair and glanced at Tang Ze, who was sitting on the right, out of the corner of her eye.

If she guessed correctly, the first bell rang after Tang Ze deliberately coughed. It seemed that Tang Ze proposed and implemented the plan to use the bell to disrupt the prisoners.

Her ears are not particularly keen, but she can roughly distinguish them. Then about seven or eight kinds of mobile phone ringtones rang. Like the opening of a grand symphony orchestra, all kinds of sounds were intertwined and mixed together, making a noise and breaking through all of a sudden. Robber's hearing.

If we do a simple calculation based on the number of people, those who made the call following the signal should include Mr. Amuro, Mr. Iwai who always wears a peaked cap, Mr. Judy, the new doctor, and the two guys in black...

Her eyes swept over them one by one, including the three or four people who were enthusiastically pulled into the car by Karasawa because "their destination seemed to be a ski resort, so why not give them a ride along the way?" Her eyes finally fell on the young man. The detective team surrounded Conan's face.

Will there be a copy of Conan? He also carries two mobile phones, is that right?

Conan, who didn't know that there was another suspicious thing on his head, finally managed to deal with the repeated questioning from several classmates, and moved to the doctor's side as if he was running away.

Except for the old man Machida Yasuhiko whose destination was not a ski resort, as well as Mr. Judy and Dr. Shinde who were going to the art museum, oh, and the bus driver, all the other passengers on the bus boarded the bus as they were. car.

Everyone was paying attention to the small TV on the bus, so he simply stopped pretending and stared directly at the midday news being played on the screen.

"'The carjackers in this incident were related to the jewelry store explosion robbery that had just been solved. The three robbers were the three accomplices of the main messenger Kunio Yajima. They hijacked a bus and threatened the passengers in the bus with guns. Fortunately, the citizens on the bus were of high quality, united as one, and used their resourcefulness skillfully to prevent the incident from deteriorating further...'"

"The art of language." Tangze commented as he looked at the serious-faced Mugu Shisan in front of the camera.

"You are indeed too unrestrained." Toru Amuro looked at him with a sigh on his face and interrupted directly, "I think you took the initiative just to torment the kidnappers and the police as planned."

With Tang Ze's reaction speed and strength level, he really didn't believe that this guy didn't have a more direct and neat plan. He had to use Morse code to cooperate in a tortuous way. It seemed more like this guy was deliberately stirring up the situation to make it more chaotic.

"After all, he is also a bomber. What if he fails to cooperate and detonates in the city?" Tang Ze blinked innocently, "Look now, isn't the result very good? Not only have the robbers been dealt with, , and no additional property damage was caused.”

This is not entirely a lie by Tang Ze to deceive people, it is partly true.

Even if he was determined to cause trouble and knew that there were explosives in the car, he would definitely have to drag the car away from the business district and into a fast lane with few vehicles before taking action.

And hasn’t he already done a lot of optimization of the plan?

No one else was harmed in this case except the police officer who had trouble writing the report.

Maybe the robber received a few more beatings, but Tangze said he had no psychological burden.

If you really follow the steps of the original work, the height of the bus will not be preserved, and some people will suffer some skin injuries due to the explosion.

Then again, the robbers were all arrested. Why was Conan able to get one of the Tokarevs, break the window glass and drag it out for Haibara Ai...

Are you, the Japanese police, so miserable that they can't even look at physical evidence like guns, and elementary school students can come and leave as they please?

"You'd better really think so." Toru Amuro, who didn't know what was going on in Karasawa's head, shook his head, and turned his attention to Iwai Munehisa, who was sitting in the back row with Hoshikawa Teru and others.

Unlike Mao Lilan and others who really thought those people were strange travelers, even if he couldn't recognize the faces of these people, he could guess with his heels that they should be Xingchuan Hui and others who were recruited from the organization by Karasawa. subordinates.

His relationship with them seemed to be on good terms. Since Karasawa had to invite his friends under the guise of inviting them out, he would definitely not ignore them.

It is normal for these people to cooperate with Tang Ze's plan. The existence of these people is indispensable for Tang Ze to be so confident.

What about Iwai Munehisa?

He also understands Morse code, reacts quickly, and takes decisive action. He doesn't look like a simple gang member.

The more I think about it, the more suspicious it becomes. If this person's identity needs to be further traced, there must be something wrong.

Toru Amuro's hatred locking system is really stable.

Seeing that he began to observe Akai Shuichi suspiciously again, Karasawa shrugged.

As if such a seamless fake death had been arranged, he would firmly believe that Akai Shuichi would not die so easily. Just like fishing in disguise, this may be a fixed intuition of his old enemy. No matter how perfect his identity is, he cannot avoid it.

Whatever, the worst case is a fight, as I said before, fight to understand the world, this is how you can kill someone.

Tang Ze, who no longer wanted to care about their grudges, turned his head and looked at the rapidly retreating trees and guardrails outside the window, sighing deeply in his heart.

In the final analysis, Amuro Toru's deepest hatred for Akai Shuichi stems from the death of Morofushi Kagemitsu, and even if he learned the true story of the matter, he still could not restrain his anger at Akai Shuichi.

People cannot be resurrected, this pain has already formed, this is an irreconcilable contradiction between them.

Even if he wanted to mediate this matter, it was impossible for the two tight-lipped onion men to take the initiative to reveal to him everything that had happened in the past. He could not just grab them without any reason and sit down to mediate.

It's a mess, it's troublesome, that's it, even if it does get into trouble, just don't go fighting each other on the Ferris wheel.

Come on, Char and Amuro!

There may not necessarily be a second chapter. I don’t know if it’s gastroenteritis or something bad I’ve eaten. I feel so uncomfortable right now. [Climb] Try to code as much as possible