The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

It is true that Suzuki Sonoko never does housework when she is at home, but simple self-care issues such as making the bed and tidying up her room cannot trouble her.

At best, her movements were a little clumsy and not neat, so she arranged them very carefully.

So when the sound of something falling to the ground came from the next door, she reacted quickly and raised her head suddenly.

"Teacher Mihara?" She called out tentatively, but received no response. She frowned and walked out of the room without thinking, preparing to go next door to see the situation.

"Suzuki-san, what's wrong?" Karasawa's voice rang at the right moment.

"Karasawa!" Relaxed instantly, Suzuki Sonoko immediately gave up her plan to walk into the room. She waited until Karasawa, who was walking downstairs from the other side, came in front of her, and then pointed at the half-open door.

Karasawa, who knew exactly what he would see, first pushed Suzuki Sonoko back with his hand, then stepped forward and looked through the door.

"Go call someone!" Not surprisingly, he saw a human body on the ground with long light-colored hair covering his face. Karasawa waved his hand, "Mr. Yonehara seems to have fainted!"

"Ah?! Oh, oh!" He vaguely caught a glimpse of light brown curly hair on the ground through Karasawa's shoulder. Suzuki Sonoko panicked for a moment, followed Karasawa's instructions almost instinctively, turned around and ran towards the living room.

After her figure disappeared around the corner, Tang Ze looked back into the room and walked in the door.

As soon as he stood behind the door, he immediately tilted his head and accurately predicted Yonehara Koko's panic attack. He raised his left hand and grasped it towards the right back, intercepting the opponent's palm that wanted to cover his mouth and nose.

At the same time, he stepped into the door with his heel and closed the door again.

"Teacher Yonehara, relax." He lowered his voice and spoke in a soft tone, "I'm not here to hinder you. I just hope that no innocent people will be harmed because of your eager revenge."

Yonehara Koko, who was called out by him, was shocked. She released the strength from her hands, took half a step back, and looked at Tang Ze again: "You, what are you..."

Looking at the wind and snow pouring into the house through the cracked window, Karasawa turned around, looked at the short-haired Mihara Koko, and then looked at the body covered with her wig on the ground, and gave a reminder: "Are you sure to take the time?" Are you spending it on this? Suzuki-san will call someone over soon."

"You know my plan..." Yonehara Koko, who quickly saw this from his affirmative tone and calm look, took a big breath.

"I can't say whether you know it or not. I can only say that you are a staunch avenger, but you are indeed not a seasoned criminal." Karasawa used his toes to nudge Sugiyama's stiff body on the ground and calmly said explain.

He didn't really go upstairs just to show off, he was really looking for Sakai and others to trick him.

On the one hand, this is to explain her understanding of Mihara Koko clearly, so that she will not attribute the reason to metaphysics. On the other hand, she is really curious about Mihara Koko's mentality.

As for the cause and effect of the case, he must have a certain understanding of the first mover advantage of understanding the plot, but he also wants to explore what happened three years ago.

In any case, the primary school teacher will play a very important role in life. Tangze himself can still remember the teacher in his previous life who left him with unpleasant memories.

Although it is said that the life of a detective is indeed very evil. All kinds of dead friends, old classmates, old friends, idols, etc., can circle around the equator. However, the role of teachers in the past should be retained as much as possible. It’s better to keep some good memories.

"I'm a little curious about your thoughts, but the time we can communicate is very limited, so we can only keep the story short. Are you seeking revenge on the children who died three years ago?"

Using the classic psychological counselor chatting style, Tang Ze stood still and did not move to avoid triggering a reflexive attack from the nervous opponent.

His expression was gentle and unquestioning. Yonehara Koko met his eyes and was briefly dazed for a moment, and her breathing quickly calmed down.

"Yes." As soon as this affirmative answer came out, Yonehara Koko seemed to have left all the baggage behind, exhaled, and continued smoothly, "The child Minako who committed suicide, she was killed. I just I know Sugiyama is one of them, but who the other is, I’ve never been able to determine.”

"So, do you want to show that you were attacked and Sugiyama died, and that someone was investigating the matter, and then draw your attention to the case three years ago, and want to find out who this person is?"

"You're right." Yonehara Koko took a breath. The wind and snow that continued to pour in from the cracks in the window blew the cold air throughout the room, which cheered her up even more. "I know how to do this. I have become a sinner who coldly takes advantage of others, but Minako...she has lost her father, and her mother has reorganized her family. If, if even I forget her..."

At the end of the sentence, her voice couldn't help but tremble, her emotions were rolling over her, and the sourness in her nose was about to well up in her eyes.

Before she really shed tears, Karasawa raised his finger: "Shh, don't cry, there is no time to cry. So if you hadn't met Lan-san today, were you originally planning to attack Ms. Nakamura?"

"...Yes." Mihara Koko nodded, her voice still trembling, but she quickly controlled it, "She was the one with the least suspicion."

"Okay." His curiosity was temporarily satisfied, Tang Ze nodded and stretched out his hand towards her, "What are you going to use to leave a mark? Give it to me."

"Ah?" Mihara Koko was stunned as she didn't understand his sudden change of tone.

"Marker, lipstick, or do you want to use blood? Where's the knife? Hurry, they're coming."

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Keeping his mouth slightly open, Ireland slowly put down the telescope in his hand and fell into deep thought.

This is not because he was really shocked to the point of losing the ability to react. The main reason is that it takes a certain amount of time to digest the picture beyond his cognition.

What did he just see? ah?

Although we observed the strange behavior of this woman who inexplicably climbed out of the window, walked more than ten meters in the heavy snow, and then walked in from the front, this still barely worked. "She may have been locked in the room accidentally, so she had to go from the front." Turn it over once" to explain.

But, this...

That young man with brown hair and blue eyes must be Karasawa Akira in Kumail's disguise, right?

He closed the door inexplicably, then his expression switched to an inscrutable Godfather style, and he said a few words to the woman in the room.

So far so good, it even gave Ireland a little feeling of having touched a pulse.

This might be some kind of plan that Kumail was executing. If it wasn't within the organization's requirements, it was probably related to some private purpose between him and Bourbon, so his attention suddenly became focused.

Then, he saw Kumail helping the woman stuff the corpse on the ground - judging from the twisted state, it must be a corpse - under the bed, and also helped the woman adjust the wig on her head, and then He took the lipstick in her hand and drew something on the back of his hand.

After doing all this in a short time, Kumail nodded friendly towards the woman, then closed his eyes and fell straight to the ground.

He fell very hard, as if he really lost consciousness. Even the woman next to him was startled by his movement, and there was an obvious stagnant movement.

After seeing that he fell to the ground without any reaction, she hesitated for a second, put the handkerchief in her hand next to Kumail, and fell to the side herself.

After falling down, she knocked on the floor a few times, until her forehead was bruised and bleeding, and then she lay down completely without any movement.

What are you doing? Where did that body come from?

He followed Kumel and the others from the ski resort today, knowing very well that this could not be his or Bourbon's work.

From the looks of it, this must be the work of the woman in the wig.

Why, the organization now has a business of helping people deal with the aftermath of murder cases and forging scenes to exonerate people?

Well, according to what he has seen and heard during the time he has been following the news, if this is really a new business direction, it may unexpectedly be a good revenue growth point...

No, something is still wrong.

Kumail's other public identity is that of a detective. This identity even benefited Bourbon, and Bourbon also added many new intelligence channels.

If a murder occurred, wouldn't it be a more beneficial choice for him personally to solve the case as a detective?

Hiss, could it be said that he and Bourbon were doing two sides of the business at the same time, accepting the victim's commission to investigate the murder case, and at the same time accepting the murderer's commission to clear the suspect...

Don't mention it, it sounds surprisingly consistent with business logic.

After all, they are famous detectives who can see through so many criminal methods. Let them be responsible for covering up the crimes, which can be said to be a different kind of professional counterpart.

After pondering for a moment, Ireland closed his mouth that had been filled with cold wind, raised the telescope again, and continued to stare at the room where Kumail fell with a clear purpose.

No matter what, it's not a bad thing to have more information about them.

Of these two people, one is a mystical opportunist with many hidden connections in the organization. If Kumail had not locked down the identity first, he might not have been able to confirm Bourbon's true identity; the other was a special person with a sensitive identity. People, it seems, are highly relevant to many of the organization's secrets.

Even if the identities of the two of them are found, it will be very difficult to seize Kumail's handle and isolate Bourbon from temptation, or in other words, win over Bourbon who is hostile to him.

According to Ireland's experience, when facing this kind of person, even if you want to negotiate peacefully, you'd better hold on to some chips first, otherwise you can easily be plotted to the point of being annihilated.

Continue to observe, it is not time to alert the enemy yet.

So soon, Ireland witnessed Bourbon kicking the locked door away, and then rushing into the house with a large group of people.

Ireland:"……"

What are they doing, the two of them...

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"Karasawa, Karaze!"

"Teacher Yonehara, wake up, Teacher Yonehara——"

In the midst of a chaotic scene, Mihara Koko, who was lifted up from the ground by Mao Lilan and Suzuki Sonoko, after a brief ten seconds, pretended to frown and slowly opened his eyes.

"Moori-san..." He called out to Maori Ran who was standing in front of him in a dazed voice. Mihara Koko let out a cry of pain, covered his forehead, and sat upright unsteadily, "Ouch, it hurts. …”

"Teacher Yonehara..." After breathing a sigh of relief, Mao Lilan quickly became nervous again, and suddenly turned around to look at Karasawa, who was being supported by Toru Amuro and the others.

Tang Ze, Tang Ze's head was drooping, and he allowed a few people next to him to hold his neck up, without any intention of waking up.

"It's ether." He noticed the white cloth that fell to the side, picked up Conan and brought it to his nose for a sniff, and frowned, "It looks like they were attacked."

"Attack, um, I don't know..." Carefully touching his broken forehead with his fingertips, Mihara Koko hissed and took a breath, "When I was just making the bed, someone came from behind and covered me. My mouth..."

"Hey, teacher, what's this on your hand?" As she moved, the three slashes drawn on the back of her hand were displayed in front of everyone.

Conan, who realized something, also grabbed Karasawa's limp hand that was hanging on the ground and turned it over to check.

The bright red mark is also displayed there.

"mi——na——is this katakana?" These two words were written very neatly. Everyone quickly realized the content, and Mao Lilan frowned.

"What does this mean..." Everyone gathered in front of the door amidst the noise. Shimoda Kohei, who was already a little anxious, immediately asked.

"mi na ko ro su - everyone must die, is that what you mean?" Standing at the end of everyone, Mori Atoshi, holding a cigarette in his mouth, lowered his eyes and looked down at the unconscious Karasawa, grinning. , "It seems that I can only bully law-abiding citizens, but I will be silent when I meet the real murderer, this kid."

"Eh-" Ayumi, who was leaning next to Karasawa worriedly, heard this eerie line and suddenly shrank her shoulders and covered her ears.

"Law-abiding citizens should not smoke when there are so many elementary school students. This is public morality, Mr. Mori." He took out the cigarette that had just been lit from his mouth and wiped it out. Akai Shuichi gave him a cool look, "This room There are so many people in the villa now, I don’t think anyone would overestimate their ability and want to kill everyone.”

After being happy for just a few seconds, Atsushi Mori frowned and looked over. He bumped into Iwai Munehisa's face that was obviously not easy to mess with, and immediately felt a slight chill on his neck.

He snorted and ignored his provocative move to stop himself from smoking. Sentoshi touched his neck covertly, raised his chin casually, and gestured to the Abedo Elementary School teachers who looked unhappy: "Say they How many are there? Look at their guilty looks. Fortunately, these two guys were lucky and were not really killed. This way you don’t have to worry about the truth about three years ago being discovered, right?"

"That's enough, what nonsense are you talking about!" Shimoda Kohei roared, staring at Mori Atoshi, "I also want to say that you, the guy who came here inexplicably, have gone to the extreme for the sake of investigation. It’s so hurtful!”

"Don't be too unfair to a good person. I have been sitting in the living room warming myself by the fire. Everyone can see it." Sundoshi spread his hands without any pressure. "Even if someone is eyeing this villa, they can only seek revenge on you, but that's not the case." It affects us innocent travelers."

"Stop mentioning that thing all the time!" Ryuichi Sakai also raised his voice to stop him from continuing to be angry, "Someone was attacked and injured, can you only care about your little news?"

"There are footprints here!" During their quarrel, Conan automatically discovered the opened window. He stood on the window sill, looked down, and shouted.

After saying this, he immediately turned over and jumped out, chasing the footsteps first.

"Hey, Conan! It's still snowing outside!"

"Let's go and have a look too!" With Conan taking the lead, the children were suddenly fascinated by this naughty figure with a very handsome back, and they all wanted to follow him and climb out of the window.

Then, Haibara Ai, Amuro Toru and Akai Shuichi each grabbed the back of their necks.

"Don't make trouble. Since there are footprints, too many people following them will affect the traces." Haihara Ai took Ayumi's arm and reminded her rationally.

When she saw Tang Ze lying motionless on the ground, she also became nervous.

Then, just when she carefully grabbed the other person's hand and wanted to feel for his pulse, she clearly felt Tang Ze quickly circle her fingers with his fingers.

This guy is so good at pretending to be faint...

"Let me follow you and have a look." Looking back at Karasawa's steady breathing, Akai Hide nodded, raised his long legs and stepped out, following the larger footprints and the fresh small footprints next to him. .

Unless he was told that Gin had just come and invaded the villa, he didn't think anyone could really subdue Karasawa quickly.

Ether? This guy can't even turn over an anesthesia needle.

Guess why he took the initiative to find Tang Ze to explain his identity and try to persuade Tang Ze to accept the arrangement and leave with him? Was it because he didn't like violence?

These two guys, this elementary school student named Conan, and this Iwai Munehisa, are indeed very noteworthy targets.

Seeing the hem of Iwai Munehisa's windbreaker disappearing from the window, Toru Amuro withdrew his cold gaze, switched back to his disgusted state, and looked at Karasawa, who was holding his head and refusing to open his eyes.

Although he pretended to be very similar, there was almost no active tension in his whole body, and his hands were heavy, as if he had really lost consciousness, but as soon as his hand touched Karasawa's neck, Toru Amuro felt that the other person was cold due to him The fingertips could not help but tremble twice.

Yes, he did it on purpose. Tang Ze, this damn boy, pretends to be dead, pretends to be in a coma, and his acting is always very entertaining.

So he almost instinctively used his cold and damp hands that had just wiped the moisture on the living room window to pat the warm back of Tang Ze's neck. As expected, Tang Ze refused to wake up for a while. Trembling.

He just knew it.

"Let's move Tangze to the living room first. It's too cold here. Put it in front of the fireplace to warm up. Come and lend a hand."

"Oh well!"

With such gentle words on his lips, Amuro Toru's cold fingers tightly clasped Karasawa's neck to his shoulders and refused to let go.

You like to pretend to sleep, right? Then just keep enduring it! If you can, just hold in your sneeze!