The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

"Sugiyama, Sugiyama! Cheer up!"

"Teacher Sugiyama! What's wrong with you!"

Nakamura Minori's legs softened and she fell to the ground. The bone-chilling temperature in her hands and her stiff and tight limbs said it all.

"It's useless..." Her face turned pale, "He is already dead."

"How could it be like this..." Yonehara Koko covered her mouth and looked down at his pale face. Her lips were trembling. She couldn't tell what kind of mood she was feeling. Her chest was rising and falling, and she was taking deep breaths.

"Why would Sugiyama..." Shimoda Kohei's fingertips touched Sugiyama's bone-chilling legs, and he suddenly lost strength and fell to his knees, "Yes, did he freeze to death?"

"no."

A calm childlike voice broke into the conversation of several people. The confused Nakamura Minori raised her head and looked at the speaker.

Against the wind and snow that kept blowing in from outside the door, Conan approached the body, observed it, and recounted the conclusion he saw: "This must be a homicide. Look here, there is a very obvious rope around his neck." There are no traces of it, and the body is completely hard."

"Although it feels cold to the touch, this is not the effect of being frozen." Toru Amuro, who also came up to me at some point, carefully pressed the body under Sugiyama's cloth a few times through his gloves, "This is rigor mortis. , at this level, although I don’t know the environment where the body was stored, I tend to believe that he has been dead for more than 6 hours...right, little brother?"

At the end of the sentence, Toru Amuro raised his head, looked at Conan who suddenly fell silent and looked like his tongue had been taken away by a cat, and narrowed his eyes meaningfully and smiled.

The elementary school student who lives in the detective's house upstairs is indeed not that simple. Whether it is his reaction speed or his calm expression in the face of such a terrifying scene, it is not the reaction that a child of his age should have.

Toru Amuro turned around and glanced at the members of the Young Detective Team who were clinging to Maorilan and the others.

Even if he follows a famous detective, there is no reason why he often sees this kind of scene.

"But, but, when I opened the door, his body was leaning against the bell..." Shimoda Kohei shuddered after realizing what he had seen. "That is to say, someone moved his body. Came over and pressed the doorbell?"

"But when the bell rang, we were all eating, and we were all in the living room." Sakai Takashi turned around and looked at everyone who followed him out, "Doesn't that mean that the murderer can't be us?"

"It should be the same person who attacked Karasawa and the others." Tohru Amuro squatted down and propped up his knees, looking down at the back of the body's hands that had been slightly faded by the melting snow. "The two of them were attacked. It’s the same words written with lipstick.”

"Ko, is this katakana ko?" Conan, who was attracted by his words, couldn't care less about his suspicious performance and stretched his head to examine the mark, "'minako', what does this mean?"

As soon as these three syllables were spoken, the expressions of several teachers from Aido Elementary School changed drastically. They looked at each other several times, as if they had lost the ability to speak at the same time, and a solemn and fearful emotion appeared in their eyes. passed between.

"Wow -" before the confused Conan could repeat the question, Shimoda Kohei let out a scream that could be described as horrific. He held his head and stood up straight, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying. His eyes He stared so wide that he seemed to be able to escape from the frame in the next second.

Everyone's attention turned immediately.

It seemed that the words on the back of the corpse's hand had obviously greatly stimulated him, causing him to completely lose control of his emotions, which were already on the verge of collapse after witnessing the death of someone he knew.

"Shimoda? Are you okay?" Nakamura Minori hunched her shoulders and looked at him timidly. She hesitated and took a step closer to him, trying to see clearly his face that was covered by her hands.

"Don't touch me!" Before her hand could touch him, Shimoda Kohei waved her hand away, took two steps back, stared at Sugiyama's body in horror, and then turned around and ran upstairs without looking back. go.

As he ran, he kept letting out loud roars to vent his emotions.

"It has nothing to do with me! I don't, I don't! Don't come to me!"

"Shimoda, Shimoda!" Yonehara Akiko looked at his back and shouted a few words anxiously, but her eyes behind the lenses were shining with sharp light.

There is no mistake, this is the person.

She found the murderer of that child!

The fingers hanging by her side curled up twice nervously, and a pair of calm and tolerant sea-like blue eyes flashed before her eyes, as if they could see through what she was thinking, and she slowly controlled the surging emotions.

She could finally get a good night's sleep, couldn't she?

In the living room, Tang Ze, who was trying to dispel her anger, opened his eyes, looked at the firewood being gently licked by the flames, and sighed silently.

Since when he met them, Yonehara Koko had already taken the step of crossing the line and had already killed Sugiyama, there was not much he could do for her.

Since there is no way to save a good person from the fate of being trapped in the quagmire, it is better to let her stick to her choice and go on unswervingly.

I wish you good luck in martial arts.

"So, is this why you said there's no need for us to appear?" Others were already quietly attracted to the direction of the door. Hoshikawa Hui, who had always had a weak sense of presence, took the opportunity to get close to Tang Ze and saw that he opened his eyes. He asked in a low voice with his eyes dazed.

As long as you look at the problem from the perspective of this group of people, it is not difficult to vaguely guess the general process.

Even he could tell that this incident was probably another case where the deceased had done something wrong and the murderer used the most extreme method to seek justice.

"Well." Without moving much, Tang Ze remained in his sleeping position and said softly, "If you can't stop the tragedy from the beginning, then it's better to be a quiet audience and not spoil the fun."

No matter what other people's opinions are, here in Karasawa, he always feels that the Phantom Thieves should be a solution, an external force that can push everything towards everyone's happiness when justice cannot be served and everything is at a deadlock.

As for murderers with similar motivations as Yonehara Koko, Karasawa felt that they had found their own outlet for the difficult grudges. If they could not be given a better plan at the beginning, then it would be better not to stop them.

"But in this case, in other people's understanding, you will become an accomplice." Asai Naomi pulled the sunglasses on her face and looked at Karasawa with penetrating black eyes.

"Whether I am an accomplice or not, aren't you the most qualified to speak?" Tang Ze smiled, "'From Moon Shadow Island...'"

Before he could say the title of Chuuni, Asai Narimi reached out and covered his mouth.

"Keep pretending to be dead and say less!"

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"Here, coffee."

"Ah, Mr. Yonehara, thank you." Suzuki Sonoko, who was sitting blankly as the warm tea cup was pressed against her face, came back to her senses, thanked her, and took the cup from her hand.

"We have already called the police, don't worry." Holding his share, Mihara Koko sat down next to her and smiled gently, "It's just a special situation. Because of the heavy snow and road closures, the police will probably have to wait until tomorrow morning to come. Okay. If you hold on a little longer, you will get better soon."

Suzuki Sonoko looked at her gentle smile, smelled the aroma of coffee in her hand, and glanced at the sofa where Karasawa was still lying, and couldn't help but feel a sore nose.

"Where's Mr. Shimoda, are you still unwilling to come down?" Lowering her head, Suzuki Sonoko carefully held up the cup and took a sip of the fragrant coffee. Her neat short hair fell down from her cheeks with her movements, blocking her expression. .

"Yes, he even refused to open the door. Even if we told him that it would be safer to come down and stay together, he still refused to come out and said, 'You all go away and leave me alone'. There was nothing we could do." Mihara Huangzi shrugged, looking very helpless.

"Is this really okay? Let him stay up there alone." Nakamura Minori, who was helping her carry a tray to deliver coffee to everyone, heard their conversation and patted her forehead with a headache, "This murderer might still be here." Stay nearby.”

"His mood is too hysterical. It's better to just leave him alone for a while." Ryuichi Sakai snorted displeasedly after trying for a long time and only got a series of chokes.

"You'd better pay more attention to that man." Sentonshi, who also got a drink, interrupted abruptly, "Based on my intuition from many years of running news, if something continues to happen, it could only be him."

"Stop talking nonsense." Sakai Takashi waved his hand and scolded impatiently, "The windows on the second floor were closed properly and the door was locked tightly. Where did the murderer attack him? I think you are It’s crazy to want news!”

"Really?" Sentoshi glanced at him with a gloomy look and chuckled, "Although the more people who die, the more sensational it is and the better for my report, but I also have basic human nature and do not want new sacrifices. That's it... After all, if you could cooperate with my investigation three years ago and find out the truth about the death of that student, why would there be so many problems today?"

"You, you madman, I'm too lazy to talk to you!" Upon hearing the word "three years ago", Sakai Takashi's face suddenly turned pale, he snorted, stood up and left.

"Sakai!" Minori Nakamura shouted, hurriedly got up and chased in his direction, "Don't act alone!"

"I am not afraid of slanting shadows when I am upright, and I am not afraid of murderers or murderers!"

"Sakai!"

Suntonshi watched them leave and laughed twice: "Haha, it seems that I am not lovable again. Forget it, I have already made it clear what I need to remind you."

After saying this, he held the tea cup in his hand and walked slowly towards the fireplace.

"This person is really..." Yonehara Akiko shook her head and stood up, ready to continue distributing the remaining cups on the tray on the table.

At this moment, Sonoko Suzuki, who had been silent, suddenly raised her hand and grabbed her thin wrist tightly with such force that Koko Yonehara shook.

"Yuanzi, what's wrong?" After a pause, she looked at the former student with concern, "Are you still scared?"

Sugiyama's shocking death scene obviously stimulated a lot of people. Those elementary school students are still huddled together, and the little girl among them was sniffling all the time. It was so painful that people couldn't bear it anymore. .

"Teacher..." Not daring to look directly at Mihara Koko's expression, Suzuki Sonoko tried hard to tighten her fingers and whispered like a beggar, "Do you have to go?"

Somewhat surprised, Yonehara Koko looked at Suzuki Sonoko who was staring at her feet and refusing to speak, and didn't know how to reply for a moment.

Suzuki Sonoko raised her head and looked at Mihara Koko with eyes filled with tears.

Yonehara Koko, who was still slightly panicked, met such a pair of eyes, and her expression softened again.

Although I don't know why these children are so sharp now, each one seems to have become a detective, and they can detect something wrong with her so quickly... But they are all good children who respect others.

The man named Tang Ze, although his expression method was a little different, in terms of the result, after his plan and attack were foiled, he chose to remain silent and showed his sympathy and support for himself with actions.

As for Suzuki Sonoko, she was not sure where she showed her flaws, but she seemed to have discovered her own problem, but she just chose to dissuade her without any force.

They are all very good children.

"Sorry, Sonoko-san." She slowly but firmly pulled out her wrist and reached out to stroke the top of her hair. "Have a good rest. When the snow stops, you will feel better."

Feeling Yonehara Koko's hand break away from her fingertips, Suzuki Sonoko almost cried.

But in the end, she just retracted her hand silently, staring at the coffee in her lap in a daze.

"I just want to tell you that you, you are gentle, kind, and respectful of students. You are the object of admiration and love of all the girls in the class." Suzuki Sonoko said slowly, holding the warm porcelain cup tightly, "You are my favorite Adored teacher, forever.”

"...Thank you. I'm just a useless ordinary person who can't even gain the trust of students and can't do anything." Mihara Koko smiled bitterly, put down his hand covering her head, and turned around. Walked towards the second floor.

"Teacher Mihara..."

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"Have you finished reading, Shinichi?" Wrapping up his coat, Dr. Ari squinted at the thick snow under the stairs and asked shivering, "If you don't go back, you're going to catch a cold."

"It'll be ready soon!" Conan looked at the missing piece of snow on the railing, stood on tiptoe and looked at the ravine on the door rail, and a vague idea came to his mind.

Compared to an outside murderer, he still prefers that the murderer must be someone in the villa.

Moreover, judging from the person who was attacked, the code left behind, and the reaction of the group of people, it is very likely that this is related to the "death of the child" mentioned by the reporter three years ago.

Alas, it happened that Dr. Ali and his naughty children also participated in this trip. Otherwise, he felt that the information about the death of a certain child three years ago would have been found in his father's newspaper clippings and case collection. What.

"Shinichi, are you okay? If you don't go back, Xiaolan will come to rush you." Dr. A Li urged again as his eyes were almost unable to open due to another strong cold wind.

"Well, let's go back..." Conan sighed regretfully, and after coming to some conclusions, Conan shook his head, grabbed his collar and followed Dr. A Li back to the villa in small steps.

How to find out what happened three years ago...

Just as his thoughts continued to wander, a series of cell phone ringtones brought his attention back.

"Is someone's cell phone ringing?" After touching his pocket to confirm that it was not his cell phone, Conan asked Dr. Ali next to him.

"Uh, it seems, it's coming from the second floor..."

The two of them looked in the direction of the stairs.

"Ahhhh-" A long and sharp female voice sounded at this moment.

"Oops, second floor..." Conan gritted his teeth and rushed upstairs.

"Shimo, Shimoda-sensei..." The coffee cup fell to the ground, and the hot liquid spilled on the floor, soaking the corners of her skirt. But Nakamura Minori could no longer care about these trivial matters, and just pointed to the open door in front of her with trembling fingers. door, "Shitada, he...!"

Conan quickly ran to her side and looked forward in the direction she pointed.

Shimoda Kohei, who slipped to the ground with his back in a weird posture, looked straight in the direction of the door without making a sound.

Between his neck, there were two strangulation marks that were exactly the same as those on Sugiyama's body, clearly indicating the circumstances of his death.

The murderer of Mr. Sugiyama finally succeeded.

On the first floor, some of the people who heard the voice stood up quickly and approached the second floor, while others sat still, as if they were unaware of and indifferent to what was happening.

Suzuki Sonoko belongs to the latter.

Along with this scream, she hung her head feebly, and her suppressed tears fell one drop at a time into the cold coffee in her hand.

It still happened, even if you were aware of it, even if you felt the problem, the sad thing still happened.

Why, why didn't she have such a firm way to convince Teacher Yonehara?

When she saw Teacher Yonehara's smile, she couldn't even say a pale "This is wrong."

That smile was so sad and determined, and her eyes were so bright, like a bunch of crazy flames, burning weakly but resolutely.

So she backed off.

Everything is my own guess, and even if I tell Xiaolan and others... Teacher Sugiyama is dead, this is an unshakable fact.

It was irreversible, it was too late, there was nothing she could do.

If it was that reasoning madman, if it was Akechi-kun, would they, the famous detectives, be like me, helpless about everything that had happened, or would they reach out their hands firmly and hold her unwaveringly?

Why am I so weak and powerless when facing drastic changes...

"Tang Zejun..."

So, when Karasawa was sure that everything was settled, he opened his eyes, pretended to have just woken up, and slowly sat up holding on to the back of the sofa. The first thing he saw was Suzuki Sonoko sitting by the fireplace with tears in her eyes. .

"Karasawa-kun, you also noticed, didn't you?" She looked at the fire in the fireplace and said in a low voice, "Teacher Yonehara's state is not right, and you have also noticed... That's why you deliberately pushed me away? "