The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

"Well, the first deceased, Hidetoshi Nagao, was the secretary of the local council member..."

Several people gathered in front of the TV and watched what was played on the videotape.

In the footage, the vehicle, surrounded by reporters and protesting citizens, was struggling to move forward amid the crowd.

Even though the windows on all sides were strictly raised, the camera and microphone were still focused on the side of the car, trying to capture all the details of the expression of Sotaro Goji, who was sitting in the back seat with a dark face.

A sweaty man stood beside the car, constantly trying to push away reporters who were rushing towards him, and kept shouting some repeated words amidst the pushing and squeezing of the crowd.

Hattori Heiji thought deeply: "Councilor Goji blamed all the turmoil on the secretary... Nagao Hidetoshi should have resigned in this incident and left the political arena."

"If you put it this way, Nagao Hidetoshi can be regarded as having some information about him, which sounds even more suspicious. It seems that it is necessary to ask the local council member for questioning." Mouri Kogoro crossed his arms, not satisfied with the prospects of this case. Too hopeful, "This guy is famous for hating the police, so he probably won't cooperate."

"Well, the department has already found seniors with seniority to go to Councilor Xiangji." Standing behind them, Sakata Yusuke quietly looked at the noisy and chaotic crowd on the screen, as well as the expressionless people sitting in the back row, under the flash. Sotaro Goji, who was indifferent under the illumination, added.

"In that case, let's follow him and have a look." Hattori Heiji suggested as he unzipped his coat.

"Hey, wouldn't it be better to leave this kind of matter to the police to investigate first?" Mouri Kogoro sniffed the suit that still smelled of barbecue aroma, and sighed, "They said they invited us to travel, but... It’s turned into a case investigation again…”

"It's just because we entertained you all that we should pay special attention to it." Heiji Hattori turned his baseball cap upside down and smiled confidently, "How can we let go of the hateful murderer who ruined your happy trip?"

Mouri Kogoro watched him greeting Sakata Yusuke and was about to leave. He was hesitating whether he should follow him to have a look. He saw Karasawa and Conan following him automatically and consciously. He couldn't help but said out loud: "It's okay if he goes." Yes, his father is the boss of the Osaka police, what are you two doing?"

"Hmm..." Tangze glanced sideways at Conan, who was wearing a transparent man tugging on his trousers, thought for a moment and said, "This case may be related to my case. I want to go there and have a look."

Mouri Kogoro was stunned for a moment, carefully observing Karasawa's serious face, which was not joking at all, and his face slowly turned serious.

He turned his head again, glanced at the motionless Sotaro Goji in the video, and slowly understood what Karasawa meant.

"Conan, please lend me for a while." Tangze said, lifting up Conan who was trying to hide behind him, and easily found a suitable reason, "Having a child is a better cover. Some things may not be convenient for me. Ask."

"But is it really okay to take a child to investigate..." Toyama and Ye hesitantly looked at the stiff-faced Conan in Tangze's hand, feeling that he looked stupid and not very smart, " Otherwise, I would still..."

"No, no, Kazuye, please take them to my house to wait for me." Hattori Heiji was excited and quickly waved his hand.

That weird dream still lingers in his mind from time to time, and he doesn't want to have scenes with Ye in this kind of scene...

"Okay, did you bring the amulet?"

"Bring it, don't worry about me, see you later."

While the childhood sweethearts were flirting with each other, Karasawa mentioned Conan and tiptoed out of the door, following Yusuke Sakata's footsteps and walking towards his car.

Sakata Yusuke, who had already driven the car in front of the door, looked at Karasawa's face in surprise and had a brainstorm.

What does it mean, what does this case have to do with his case?

What case, what relationship, who, why didn’t he, the murderer, know about it? !

Could it be related to the township secretary? Oh, that guy has done many evil things, maybe it’s possible...

Tang Ze met his surprised and incomprehensible gaze, knowing that his inner emotions were turbulent at the moment, so he smiled implicitly: "Sorry to trouble you, Officer Sakata."

They rely on you to cover their actions. Come on, big brother who wants to kill six of them!

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"The road congestion in Shinsaibashi is still getting worse. Didn't anyone send people to evacuate the scene?"

"Attention Second Squadron, please investigate the following license plate information..."

"It may rain at any time, pay attention to the traffic lights..."

The woman sitting outside the cafe stirred her coffee and kept dialing the channel of the receiver in her pocket, listening quietly to these chaotic sounds.

The silver spoon in her hand rotated at a constant speed, giving this otherwise leisurely and elegant movement a mechanical feel.

The conspicuous silver hair was neatly tied up and covered by a hat. After the exposed bangs were slightly dyed with a few strands of color, her appearance, which was very different from ordinary people, became just an ordinary pursuit of trends and fashion. .

Pulling out the spoon and seeing his current image clearly through the reflection on it, Curaçao blinked.

She has never been in contact with Kumail, so she has no idea. She is not the type who likes to make assumptions from other people's blunt remarks.

But he did give her some inspiration, such as how to use clothing to disguise identity information to the maximum extent.

She had never learned this in the past, and no one had taught her. It was the information Rum provided her that allowed her to gain some experience from Kumail's mission status.

He is a powerful young man. For his age, he can climb out of the dark underground little by little and strive for maximum freedom for himself. During the free time when the emotions in his mind are particularly active, she is somewhat impressed and envious. his.

Could it be that she likes this kind of life? They just don't have a choice.

Organization, and the real power and control it represents, is something Curacao has lost its sense of.

At this point, thinking about these things cannot change anything. The more you think about it, the more painful it becomes. It is actually very relaxing to be immersed in a highly concentrated task state.

The police officers' occasional jokes and chats on the communication channel did not attract her attention. She only cared about the keywords that might be related to the goal of this mission.

At this moment, a shadow slowly approached.

The afternoon sun filtered through the covering clouds, enveloping her whole body.

Curacao was startled. He reached for the small pistol in his cuff with one hand, turned his head suddenly and looked over, entering a state of complete alert.

Her alertness has always been extremely high, and anyone who can approach her quietly is definitely not a simple person.

Then she saw a somewhat familiar face, a face she had often seen on files recently.

Goro Akechi.

Hoshikawa, who stood next to her and looked down at her, silently observed this strange woman and made some evaluations of Tangze's comments in his mind.

It was true that he took advantage of some of the characteristics of his mask and used the shadow of the building to reduce his presence. Sure enough, she was like a startled cat, her back almost arched.

However, he firmly refused to admit that he was like this when he first met Tang Ze.

Slander, outright slander.

Complaining like this in his heart, Xingchuan Hui quickly adjusted his facial expression, looked at her with golden shimmering eyes, and showed a gentle smile.

He was not wearing the khaki clothes that looked like permanent skin, but a dark sweatshirt with the hood pulled down low, covering almost half of his face.

It also covered the earphone in one of his ears.

"Are you looking for 'Numabuchi Kiichiro'?" Hoshikawa Teru skillfully took on the posture of Akechi Goro and said in a gentle tone, "Are you interested in adding me?"

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"Mr. Police! Come and protect me, come and save me!"

The woman's ear-piercing scream was so penetrating that not only Hattori Heiji in the passenger seat, but also Karasawa and Conan in the back seat could clearly hear Sakata Yusuke's voice on the phone.

"Someone is trying to kill me, help me, I will die if this continues, I will die!"

"Calm down, Ms. Okazaki, stay calm. Have you been personally threatened? Are there any suspicious people near you?" Sakata Yusuke frowned and asked seriously.

"I don't know, I don't know! I'm going crazy, help me, I can tell you everything about the past, I'll tell you everything! Save me!"

The hysterical and out-of-control female voice echoed in the small space of the vehicle, making the two detectives look serious and alert.

This woman who fled from the scene was the most likely clue to find the result. If she was also silenced immediately after the third deceased, it would not be that simple to find the murderer's tail.

"We'll be there soon. Please lock the door and don't let anyone in!" Sakata Yusuke solemnly ordered.

"No, we've already passed Xidu Apartment. Tsk, there are too many one-way streets here..."

"What should I do? There are so many cars here at Midosuji that it will be difficult to go around there for a while."

"Then stop the car now and we'll run straight over!"

"Hey! Heiji!"

Sakata Yusuke, who was about to stop him, shouted twice, and then he saw the passenger door and the rear door opened at the same time. Two figures rushed out like arrows, passed the parked vehicles, and ran towards the direction of the Saito Apartment.

Sakata Yusuke, who breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly remembered something and turned around to look at the back row.

His mood was calm throughout the whole process. Karasawa, who had not participated in their discussion, slowly put down the phone in his hand, raised his head, and looked at Yusuke Sakata in the driver's seat for a few seconds.

Even the elementary school student followed him, why did this guy...?

Trouble, the main way he wants to make time difference is with vehicles. If this guy doesn't go on, won't he reveal his secret? !

Sakata Yusuke deliberately reminded him tactfully, but he felt that it was too deliberate to persuade him to go and have a look just now when he was blocking him.

Of course Tang Ze knew what he was implying. He blinked twice and still looked at him in confusion, pretending not to know.

Neither of the two people spoke, and the atmosphere was a little stagnant for a while.

"Ah, Conan, it's not safe for a kid to follow you there." Seeing Sakata Yusuke's head start to sweat, Karasawa smiled, slowly opened his car door, and got out of the car.

Sakata Yusuke's tense back finally relaxed and he glanced down at the time nervously.

He originally only planned to bring Hattori Heiji alone. Heiji's personality is relatively hot-blooded and reckless. If a person is facing a life-threatening threat, Heiji will definitely not have the time to pay too much attention to other details, so his method will be easier to succeed. .

Just after Karasawa, who was walking leisurely, passed the two cars and stepped onto the sidewalk, the traffic light changed and the congested lane finally began to move slowly.

After typing out the direction, Sakata Yusuke glanced in that direction with his peripheral vision, but saw a van passing by, and Karasawa's back was no longer visible on the sidewalk. I wonder if he finally remembered, no need It was impossible to catch up with those two boys while running.

Why is this guy so dumbfounded? He doesn't look very smart...

The strange confusion was quickly forgotten by Sakata. He nervously drove faster and dialed the phone again.

"Hey, is this Ms. Okazaki? I just contacted you, Sakata from the Tojiri Department..."

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Karasawa, who was disliked by Yusuke Sakata for his slow reaction, slowly set off in the direction of Saito Apartment, pulled up his collar, and whispered into the microphone on the inside: "Don't be silent and don't speak. You didn't really go there to give me a message." She works as a driver. Why don't you chat with her for a few clichés? You have also been trained in wise riddler tone. Just ask her, "Do you miss life in the organization?" or "Do you have any feelings for existences like us?" What are your ideas? Let her know about the experimental issues of the organization."

Xingchuan Hui's hand on the steering wheel tightened suddenly and he took a breath.

Why he always has to be responsible for those parts of Akechi's identity that he is least good at is really a headache.

Wouldn't it be good for Tangze to let him handle the tasks in the organization? That was the content he was most familiar with, and it could also reduce some of Tang Ze's burden.

After all, his marksmanship is very good now.

Although he was constantly complaining in his heart, Hoshikawa Terumi followed Karasawa's instructions naturally and glanced at Curacao, who was silent, with his peripheral vision.

"Life in the organization is not easy, isn't it? Senior Curacao." Pretending to be casual, he asked, "Especially for people like us."

Curacao, who had been looking directly at the front windshield, heard what he said and slowly turned half of his face.

She has a very delicate face, and her raised cheekbones make her look very different from Asians. If her eyes weren't so lifeless, her appearance would be very eye-catching.

"We are no longer the same people, Kumail." Curacao replied in a calm tone, "You have taken the antidote long enough, and you are completely yourself."

Bingo!

Xingchuan Hui, who had no expression on his face, snapped his fingers in his heart.

Sure enough, Curaçao was similar to him, a low-level member who had been controlled by the organization for a long time and was like a dead soldier.

But just like he was fished out from the vast number of ordinary members by Karasawa's magic stroke, she also became a different one because of her special ability.

"'Complete self' or something like that... Just lie to yourself." Without using any skills, he sneered completely sincerely. Xingchuan Hui shook his head, "The collar changes from one thing to another." Can the same thing be better?"

If he hadn't encountered so many unexpected situations, then he might be able to understand some of Curacao's mentality.

They are all products that have been thrown into the furnace of the organization long ago and have been beaten into another shape. They have no hope of escaping from their current situation.

A similar person who seems to be freer than himself will be enviable at this time.

Because of this, he really wanted to laugh, not at Curacao, but at himself.

When Curaçao heard his sarcastic laughter, he still wasn't emotionally aroused and replied calmly: "At least you can still work hard for yourself and try your best to climb up."

The moment she met Goro Akechi, she knew very clearly that this guy was a little different from her. The burning fire in his heart had never been extinguished.

Her whereabouts, the purpose of her mission, and the target's movements are not what Kumail should or has the right to know now.

The fact that he can hide the organization and figure out so many things fully illustrates his attitude.

——It should not be a liqueur, but a whiskey.

It was this that made her relax and accept the other party's proposal.

He didn't really become the organization's rabid dog, but pointed his fangs at the organization's poisonous snake at any time, and that was enough.

"Prisoners who can be released are still prisoners. Those privileges and preferential treatment are just an anesthetic." Xingchuan Hui said with the sneer at the corner of his mouth unchanged.

What he says now is the truth from his heart, and he feels that it is easier than asking him to play the public side of Akechi Goro.

He is no longer the humble self. Now he is working hard for himself and trying his best to climb up.

Toward the miraculous light that I had never dared to imagine.

"That's much better than before. I envy you and admire you very much. Your boss is much stricter than mine." Curacao didn't feel any sting because of his ridicule. On the contrary, the yearning and admiration became stronger.

It's a very negative attitude, and it sounds like a bit knowledgeable.

Tangze, who had listened to their conversation, rolled his eyes and suggested: "Bring a little more information to the conditions of the Awakening Mask. Awakening itself requires extremely strong spiritual power and state. It is impossible for a completely passive and numb person to become one." It's the mask. I suspect she might know that."

After listening to Karasawa's request on the other side of the headset, Hoshikawa Teru quickly organized his words and said: "There will always be many difficulties if you want to climb up. I am one of the lucky ones. I will never deny it, but you I also know it, Senior Curacao. My specialness is not something I am born with."

After saying this, he turned his head to observe Curaçao's reaction for a few seconds, hesitated, and then carefully repeated Tangze's words.

"Otherwise, why do you and Gin-senpai both have silver hair?"