The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

Curacao was stunned for a moment, his eyes slowly widened, and finally there were some obvious signs of emotional changes.

She looked at Xingchuan Hui with an incredulous look, unable to believe what she heard.

Seeing her reaction that was equivalent to acquiescence, Xingchuan Hui was also shocked.

He never expected that Tang Ze's statement, which sounded like nonsense, might actually point to the truth of the matter.

Curacao and Gin are not born with silver hair, but a sequelae caused after something went wrong in the experiment!

How did Tang Ze figure this out? And his phantom thief form...

Didn't he say that Joker's silver hair and red eyes were created by using a wig and special abilities for visual effects? Was he lying to them? !

Shocked, Hoshikawa Hui finally remembered his mission at the moment, barely managed to control his expression, and turned his head to look ahead, lest Curacao notice his abnormality.

From Curacao's point of view, Goro Akechi dropped this bombshell lightly. After observing her reaction, he turned his head without much fluctuation and continued to drive his car.

"Looking at you like this, my guess is no different from the truth." He said this as if he didn't know the weight of what he was talking about.

"...You can actually know this kind of information." After only a short time to think about this matter, Curaçao found something suspicious in the other party's resume, "So, you are handing over that thing I’ve seen it without permission before.”

Before leaving the Tunguchi family, Akechi Goro had always been only a low-level member of the organization. His relationship with the organization's experiments was mainly that he was being experimented, and it was impossible for him to have access to such core secrets.

And the record that made him famous in one battle and stood out from countless mediocre ordinary members was the time when he got the code name.

Kill Tang Zezhao, search the core research information of Tang Zezhao and his wife, and replace Tang Zezhao's identity to continue to create value for the organization.

Will this guy who is absolutely restless really do what he is asked to do and never open those materials without permission? What did he discover?

Curacao's eyes shook for a moment and then calmed down again quickly.

The other party would reveal this to her. He probably had some guesses about her position in previous trials and wanted to make some demands on her, so he came directly to complete such a conversation with her.

She just had to keep listening.

"There wasn't anything so detailed in that document. They haven't seen Kara Zeaki in several years. I just found some interesting content, so I made my own judgment." said Hoshikawa Teru, who was rereading the content on the headset. Here, I stumbled and stopped talking.

Even with the leader's always bold behavior, facing a highly capable killer who is still under the control of the organization, such violent remarks are still very hard to explain.

Taking a gentle breath, Xingchuan Hui closed his eyes and finished the last sentence as if he was risking his life.

"I have something in my hand that you must be interested in. Do you want to get the antidote and get out of your current predicament, Curacao-senpai?"

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"Are you there, Ms. Okazaki?" Standing in front of the sign with his surname, Hattori Heiji shouted twice into the intercom at the door, "We are the assistant of the police officer who just contacted you, can you please open the door? ?”

He waited for a while, but there was no response from the intercom.

This is very unusual. Okazaki Sumie, who had sounded so excited on the phone before and had clearly collapsed emotionally, had no reason not to give a reaction.

Looking at Conan who was standing next to his legs, Hattori Heiji raised his hand and patted the door twice, then reached out and turned the handle.

The handle that was supposed to be locked was turned easily, and the door opened in response.

"The door is unlocked..." Conan, who felt bad for a moment, followed him into the house and began to check each room.

"There is no one. I don't know where he went." The small apartment was quickly inspected by two people. Hattori Heiji frowned and was enveloped by an unpleasant feeling.

Under what circumstances would a neurotic woman who is already stressed out leave the home where she feels the most secure without permission when the police have repeatedly told her to stay at home and wait for police support?

Being coerced? Have you received contact from the murderer?

Thinking like this, Hattori Heiji picked up the fixed conversation next to the entrance and dialed back the last call.

The other party quickly connected, and after Hattori Heiji spoke up, Sakata Yusuke's voice came over.

"It's Heiji. I've already turned the corner and will be there in three or four minutes. Have you found Ms. Okazaki?"

"No, her family is empty and she has gone to who knows where. Did you contact her again after that phone call?"

"No, I have been concentrating on driving since then. There is too much traffic here. I have already asked her not to go out, why is she still running around..."

"Come here quickly, the situation is a bit strange." Hattori Heiji hung up the phone after saying that, and the ominous premonition became stronger.

The person who nervously said on the phone that he was going to be killed left without authorization at such a critical moment. What will happen next is probably...

"Jingle Bell--"

This time it was Conan's cell phone that rang.

"Hello, Tang Ze? What's wrong? Why did you call me suddenly?"

"Have you two gone up to the apartment? Then go to the west window and look down."

The two people walked to the west window, opened the curtains, and looked downstairs.

Karasawa, who was standing in the apartment garden, raised his head, as if searching for their location, and waved.

At the same time, Tangze's calm voice came from the phone.

"In the public toilet in front, there is the body of a woman. She has strangulation marks and a dagger stuck in her chest... I guess she is the Sumie Okazaki you are looking for."

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"Did you hide so far away?" Curacao nodded calmly as he watched the car gradually move away from the bustling urban area and the surrounding trees became denser. "No wonder we can't find him in the urban area. How did you do that?" Discovered his whereabouts."

"Detectives naturally have detective methods." Xingchuan Hui smiled calmly and did not explain anything. He focused all his attention on the movement in Karaze's ears.

Naturally, it was not Hoshikawa Teru who was responsible for finding the person. It was Noah who used the information provided by Karasawa and called some more complex things, as well as the tips provided by the cognitive world, to lock the location of Numabuchi Kiichiro.

He didn't drive the car. The mechanical structure of the car was completely handed over to Noah after several changes. The little robot, which was already very skilled in driving in the cognitive world, maneuvered the car through the traffic flow without any hindrance. During the whole process, Xingchuan Hui was basically "show driving".

After all, Noah, as a two-year-old artificial intelligence, of course cannot have a driver's license. Someone with a driver's license must sit in the car and install it.

And his attention remained on his headphones along the way.

In this plan, they are still very likely to exchange identities after meeting, so they maintain communication. On the one hand, the negotiation with Curacao is crucial, and Karasawa must guide his side of the dialogue. On the other hand, On the one hand, it is also for the purpose of exchanging information and preventing the secret from being exposed after the identity changes.

At this moment, he quietly watched the car drive off the wide asphalt road and toward the wooded path, listening to the movements of the police on the opposite side.

"The deceased, Sumie Okazaki, was 39 years old. The initial cause of death is that he was strangled. Based on the amount of bleeding, it is estimated that he was stabbed in the chest with a sharp instrument after death, just like the previous three cases." He squatted down to check. Sakata Yusuke, who was looking at the condition of the body, said, giving Tang Ze a vague look, "When and how did you discover the body?"

This guy named Tangze is really unreasonable.

Even after leaving the vehicle slowly, he did not use the fastest speed to catch up with the two eager detectives. Instead, he took a leisurely stroll and kept moving at a constant speed.

If it hadn't been for the route planning, he knew where there were shortcuts that could be taken, and he would have almost collided with him.

This is not to assist them in their investigation work, it is obviously to make it more difficult for the murderer alone...

"I discovered it, just a few minutes before you arrived at the scene." Karasawa retracted his gaze towards the corner of the building, met Sakata's eyes, and narrated in an unhurried tone, "I think the previous exploration I can leave the work to Hattori and the others, but I was more worried that there was a suspicious person near Ms. Okazaki’s house, so I didn’t go directly upstairs, but checked around the apartment building.”

Sakata Yusuke froze for a moment, feeling cold sweat slowly soaking the shirt on his back, and a string of alarms sounded in his heart.

Is this guy actually circling downstairs? Then, has he noticed his movements?

Damn it, I was so eager to smooth out the time difference that I didn't act particularly cautiously, and I didn't even notice if there was anyone else downstairs.

Speaking of which, the direction he was staring at just now was exactly where the car of the same model that he had prepared long ago was originally parked.

Not paying attention to his subtle expression, Hattori Heiji frowned and analyzed: "So, in the twenty minutes between when we hung up the phone and when we arrived at Saito Apartment, Ms. Okazaki was taken out of the house, and then Killed..."

Conan, who failed to catch up with the opportunity, sighed: "Now, the clues about these people's past have been broken again. The murderer may have done it on purpose."

"You have worked very hard, and you are indeed much faster than Mr. Sakata who drove here." Karasawa glanced at Yusuke Sakata and rolled his eyes.

Across the gap between Hattori Heiji and Conan, who were beginning to analyze continuously, Sakata Yusuke fixed his gaze on Karasawa's blue eyes that were hidden with a smile, and suddenly came up with a certain idea.

This man discovered his secret.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Goro Akechi looking straight ahead, he suddenly started laughing. Curacao hesitated and stopped talking, "Is there anything funny about what I said?"

"No, it's nothing, I just remembered something funny." Xingchuan Hui, who looked quite happy, waved his hand casually, "Don't pay attention to me."

Tang Ze is scaring people again.

This kind of state of relying on extra knowledge of the situation to deliberately create things to trouble people, sometimes scaring the murderer, sometimes teasing the detective, is really awkward to the extreme, but Tang Ze seems to like doing this very much.

Just listening to the conversation there, he could imagine how suspicious Sakata Yusuke would be and how his mood would fluctuate violently.

It's so pitiful. After hearing about his fate, I actually sympathized with this murderer.

Curacao looked at his profile that looked very gentle due to the happy curve, and carefully thought about what he said before for a while, and confirmed that there was no problem, so he had to continue the topic with doubts: "Numabuchi Kiichiro even if he falls into the police We don’t have much time left in our hands, so his life or death is not the key to the mission.”

Hoshikawa Teru, who caught Karasawa's whisper, quickly realized that Curacao was referring to the amnesia device handed over by Kyosuke Futo.

After the hard work of Haibara Ai and Dr. Ali, this thing can no longer accurately and quickly erase the memory of a certain period of time. It either has no effect, or the dose is too high, causing mental disorder.

And after certain steps of stimulation and treatment, this process is reversible.

Kiichiro Numabuchi may have known some somewhat important but not so important information that would cause the organization to go into war, but he still needed to send someone to deal with it before the police arrested him.

"It seems that I have made a lot of contributions to the organization." The smile on Xingchuan Hui's face became even wider.

It's hard to be serious when I think of Karasawa re-disguising himself with messy graffiti on his face. Under Kumail's sinister mask are fluorescent children's drawings.

Curacao obviously understood his smile as something else. She carefully put the bag containing the things in another direction: "I know you hate this thing, but this is my mission."

So don't get crazy and break something. There are drawings and organizations, but breaking this one is of no use. Instead, it will cause her to kill and silence her.

Even if he was a hopeless robber and murderer who was sentenced to death, she didn't want to kill him for the sake of the organization.

"Not alerting the police is also one of the conditions of the mission." Curaçao, who was not very relieved, added, "There are a few cases that they hope to blame on Numabuchi. Making the police suspicious will also disrupt the plan."

On the other end of the headset, Karasawa let out a small laugh as he followed the detectives searching Okazaki Sumie's home.

This kind of thing sounds like Rum's style.

Rum is more like a conscientious capitalist than the second-in-command of an illegal group like this. Others in the organization generally don't bother with this "cost reduction and efficiency improvement" style.

"What's wrong, why are you laughing?" After listening to the phone recording, Conan, who was deep in thought, caught Tang Ze's chuckle with his ear and turned his head keenly, "Have you discovered anything?"

Tang Ze endured it for a while, restraining the urge to say "I thought of something funny", fearing that one of them might not be able to hold back and make fun of him. He and Hoshikawa Teru had to laugh in a loop on both sides of the phone, and followed his gaze, Pointing to something in front of him: "Look at this."

After receiving the inquiry from the bureau, Sakata Yusuke temporarily left to report the matter. Now, in this corner of the house, there are only three of them gathered around the answering machine, discussing the relevant circumstances of the case.

39-year-old Okazaki Sumie is a woman who has been married and divorced. It seems that the divorce has not been long ago. This wedding photo that has been torn half open to reveal the advertising page at the bottom of the frame is enough to prove this.

"...He is a person who expresses his emotions very directly." Thinking of the terrifying, explosive scream in her last phone call before her death, Conan's expression became complicated.

"Well, I think she must have been more impatient. Otherwise, she wouldn't have heard the first message and went straight to Shinsaibashi in panic. The murderer may have grasped this and was able to escape in such a short distance. He left a second message..." Hattori Heiji also started thinking, "Should I say that the murderer knew her well enough, or that the murderer, for some reason, was particularly pressed for time? That's why..."

In fact, his analysis is quite reasonable, and both points are correct.

Okazaki Sumie, who discovered that his former "accomplices" had died one after another, was in a state of tension. And Sakata Yusuke, who needed to use a few of them to create an alibi for himself, was really pressed for time. If there was a mistake in the arrangement, he would be exposed on the spot. the result of.

But Karasawa's point is not here.

"I didn't let you see that, I was referring to the advertisement under the photo." The edge of the torn photo looked like a dog gnawing, and the hard advertisement page used as a backing paper was exposed underneath. Tang Ze pointed to it. The bright red sports car, "I saw this, and suddenly I remembered that there was something else in the wallets that were stabbed on the chests of several of the deceased."

The detectives, who have high IQs and rich association skills, only took a second or two to speak out the answer in unison.

"drving license!"

After finishing the call with his boss and walking back to them, Yusuke Sakata was froze in his tracks when the two people shouted in unison.

He glanced at the smiling Tang Ze in horror, and started to murmur in his heart again.

If the detectives and police were slow to realize the reason for his arrangement, he was indeed prepared to remind them of it.

——After all, he was not really killing people aimlessly. He wanted to take revenge on them. He had also been careful for himself all his life and always performed his duties. He hoped that the students he brought out would have good safety awareness and clear his father's name.

The person in this world who is least likely to drive drunk is his father.

So letting them understand the whole story has a higher priority than anything else.

He will not let this group of scum die inexplicably, but urgently hopes that as the threat of death approaches, this group of people will cry bitterly and truly repent of the unforgivable sin they have committed.

Having said that, this kind of thing was pointed out by Tang Ze. Although it did avoid the possible suspicion caused by his voluntary disclosure, he was still more surprised than happy.

This young man's pale, particularly stunning blue eyes seemed to have really penetrated the fog and stared straight into his soul.

Have you been exposed?