The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

"I actually ran so far away..."

After glancing at the other police car following them, Mouri Kogoro still muttered a little.

No matter what, this murderer was armed with a gun. He came to this mountain road with a group of children to hunt down a murderer with a gun...

"Fortunately, it rained." Officer Otaki breathed a sigh of relief as he stepped on the brakes. "If it hadn't rained, he might have escaped on such a complicated route."

Following the ruts on the muddy ground, they followed Yusuke Sakata to the trail in front of the waterfall. The dark cabin not far away was washed away by the rain, like a deep cave, and it was difficult to see what was inside.

"His car is parked here. Let me go ahead and look for it. Sorry, I will arrange for others to take you back as soon as possible." Opening the car door, Officer Otaki hurriedly walked to the trunk, took out his raincoat and flashlight, and walked towards the trail. go.

"Officer Sakata, he is actually the murderer..." Toyama and Ye lowered their heads, feeling very complicated.

In her impression, this subordinate of her father and Heiji's father was gentle and honest, serious about work, and a pretty good person.

It turns out that such a good gentleman actually killed four people one after another, and the reason seemed to be related to the death of his family...

"Yeah, I really can't tell." Mao Lilan saw Yuan Shan and Ye's slumped back, carefully reached out and patted her shoulder.

Yuan Shan and Ye straightened their backs because of her touch, glanced at Mao Lilan warily, and pulled away slightly: "Don't think that if you please me, I will allow you to have sex... Let’s keep an eye on that brat first.”

"Eh?" Mao Lilan was stunned, turned her head, and saw that the car door on this side had been pushed open, and Conan, who was supposed to be sitting next to her, had disappeared.

"What's the situation?" Stepping on the slippery grass, Otaki walked with difficulty to the police officers who were searching the vehicle.

"There is no one in the car. Someone just went in and looked around the house, but no one was seen." The policeman closed the car door and wiped the rain off his face. "Has he already run into the mountains? "

"No, it's unlikely." Hattori Heiji's voice sounded from behind them.

"Besides, he is probably not the only one in the cabin." Conan, who followed closely, continued.

"These are things found nearby, product packaging bags from five days ago, convenience store receipts from three days ago... These are some fragments that have not been burned." Hattori Heiji took out the items he found.

"And this, a bento box from a convenience store. The tasting period is today. It's impossible for someone to come to a place like this and eat lunch every day, right?" Conan also had something in his hand that he found.

"What do you mean..." Officer Otaki looked back and forth between the two of them, and finally chose to look at Hattori Heiji.

This kind of thing is too strange to look at a primary school student seriously.

"I suspect that Numabuchi Kiichiro is being imprisoned here." Hattori Heiji gave his answer solemnly, "That's why he drove to this place specifically. It's impossible for him to do anything to Councilor Goji. Then he only has this last enemy left to deal with.”

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Lightly hooked into the corner of the roof, Curaçao, dressed in pitch black, was like a dexterous spider, clinging silently to the corner, staring at Kiichiro Numabuchi from the darkness and the man squatting in front of him with an uncertain expression.

After staying in the dark attic for a long time, her eyes had adapted to this environment, and she was just waiting for the movement from the outside world to stir up her cobwebs.

"There are no traces of any footprints..."

"He came earlier than us. Maybe it has been washed away by the rain."

"It doesn't look like anyone lives here, the dust is very thick..."

The movement below gradually came, and she silently observed that the man whose expression had changed for a long time exhaled a breath, stretched out his hand to pull up the dazed Numabuchi Kiichiro from the ground.

He clenched the thing in his hand, put the precious thing in his pocket, and pulled the unresponsive Numabuchi Kiichiro towards the entrance of the attic.

"Here, there are traces of soil here..." Hattori Heiji, who walked around the hut, quickly found the traces. Just as he was about to continue observing, there was a sound from the wooden board above them.

Otaki, who was on guard, turned his head and pointed at the place where the sound came from with his gun and flashlight.

"It's me." Yusuke Sakata replied with a very calm and calm tone, "Please help me, it's not convenient for me to pull Numabuchi down alone."

"...You really locked up Numabuchi Kiichiro here." Otaki looked solemn, but still motioned to the police officers on both sides to pick him up.

"If I don't come over, he might starve to death here... Maybe it's a good thing for him." His tone became calm and indifferent. Sakata Yusuke watched the skinny and skeleton-like Numabuchi Kiichiro being beaten by several people. He took it and stepped down along the beam.

Curacao narrowed his eyes and stepped silently on the floor.

The rotten wooden board was fragile and damp. She accurately stepped on a relatively stable position according to the position she remembered, lowered her center of gravity, and silently approached the exit of the attic.

As soon as he stepped on the window sill and landed on the ground, Sakata Yusuke was quickly subdued by the vigilant police officers and cuffed his hands. Naturally, no one noticed the opened attic exit.

Curacao observed for a moment, then quickly approached the bedside, silently set up his gun, passed through the crosshairs, and aimed firmly at Kiichiro Numabuchi.

She was also curious about what would happen next.

What is the basis for Kumail's prophecy-like arrangement, or did Kumail already perform some kind of hypnosis or suggestion on the mentally broken Numa Yuan during the period of her absence?

She didn't want to hurt this group of people, and asked her to knock down everyone present. She also specifically asked her not to miss the elementary school student who was only as high as her legs. This was really...

Forget it, don't bother with mental illness.

Holding his breath, Curacao raised his gun and waited for the next development.

"Conan, Conan!" Mao Lilan, who ran to the house in the rain, saw the primary school student standing in the house, frowned and walked in the door, "You run around again. It's very dangerous in such a heavy rain!"

"Well, I just..." The serious look on Conan's face suddenly collapsed as he was dragged over, and he glanced at Hattori Heiji awkwardly.

"Hey, stand up straight! Numabuchi!" Officer Otaki, who handcuffed Numabuchi Kiichiro with his own hands, saw that the other party didn't give any feedback, sat crookedly on the ground, and yelled at him to pull him up.

Numabuchi Kiichiro didn't react at all. He stood up in the direction of his strength and muttered something.

What is he saying……

Officer Otaki frowned and leaned closer, trying to hear what the other person was saying.

During this gap, Numabuchi Kiichiro suddenly grabbed a sharp knife from the pile of old things on the ground. Like an explosion, he suddenly broke away from the restraints of the police officers on both sides and rushed forward.

What stood between him and the exit was Conan, who was standing there allowing Mao Lilan to inspect and wipe away the rain for him.

Curacao, who was always paying attention to him, was condescending and saw the whole process clearly, and was secretly shocked.

When he sat down on the ground just now, his eyes were still unfocused, looking dull and confused, but his hands kept groping on the dirty ground and quickly grabbed the handle of the old knife.

Kiichiro Numabuchi was chosen by the organization because of his extraordinary physical agility and explosive power. When he suddenly got into trouble, several policemen who had relaxed their vigilance because of his mental state were unable to catch him in time. responsiveness.

If they hadn't confirmed that they had used the device to destroy the opponent's spirit, they wouldn't have realized that Numa Yuan was a mentally disturbed person with this series of smooth movements.

"Be careful!" Seeing the sharp knife piercing through the darkness, Conan almost reflexively opened his hands to face the direction of the knife light, blocking Mao Lilan behind him.

"Kudo, be careful!" In the flash of lightning, the scene in the dream flashed back in front of his eyes. Hattori Heiji also shouted and rushed towards the direction of Numabuchi Kiichiro.

"Heiji!"

In the chaos of war, Curacao's finger touched the trigger.

"boom--"

A slight gunshot sounded through the silencer, and a flash of fire flashed out of the darkness, accurately hitting Kiichiro Numabuchi who had sprinted in front of Conan.

Conan, whose heart was beating very fast, looked at the extremely ferocious expression on the other person's slender face, his eyes widened to the limit, almost waiting for severe pain to erupt from his body.

Perhaps it was the adrenaline factor, but everything that happened in the room seemed to slow down before his eyes.

A flash of firelight, a faint ray of silver, fluttered in the deep darkness.

Hattori Heiji shouted in surprise and worry, followed closely by Toyama Kazuha with a stunned expression.

Further afield, the policemen who were chasing after him all looked frightened because of the unexpected situation. They tried their best to speed up their approach. Even Yusuke Sakata, who was already handcuffed, were trying to get closer to prevent harm from happening. .

Numabuchi Kiichiro's unbelievably fast pace, the distorted expression on his face and his distracted eyes, the distance so close that he could smell the sour smell on the other person's body, and the words he kept repeating in his mouth -

"Kumail, Kumail...say hello to you..."

"boom--"

There was a heavy, dull sound of flesh hitting the ground.

Before the sharp knife could touch him, Numabuchi Kiichiro, who was hit, rolled his eyes and fell to the ground at a speed that was extremely slow in Conan's eyes.

Without the hindrance of Numabuchi, he immediately saw Hattori Heiji following closely beside him, and those words suddenly flashed through his mind.

"...shot the murderer, then turned the gun and shot you..."

Almost instinctively, Conan moved his eyes and looked in the direction of the firelight.

The spark from the muzzle lit up slightly, and he felt a stinging pain in his chest, and then his eyes darkened.

The moment his face hit the ground, he watched Mouri Kogoro outside the door running toward the room, and then his body suddenly stopped.

Run away, run away... run away...

Before his consciousness completely disappeared, a particularly clear thought passed through his mind.

Kumel, this is the name of a wine, a name of a wine that belongs to that organization.

Has his identity finally been exposed? Did his self-righteousness finally kill everyone?

Fortunately, fortunately Karasawa and Haiyuan...

"Bang——" Conan's small body fell completely.

In the attic, the expressionless gunman Curacao certainly couldn't see the sensational and dramatic scenes in a detective's eyes. She just calmly moved the muzzle of the gun and pulled the trigger again.

...I really don’t want to admit it, but that guy Kumail is actually quite foresighted.

Except for the leading murderer, Sakata, who was also the prisoner of Kiichiro Numabuchi, this group of policemen who had the wrong idea, in addition to the police car, actually drove a 7-seater SUV, and even brought girls and elementary school students...

Are they here to arrest people, or are they here to travel?

If there is really only one magazine, whether it can solve everyone present is really a problem.

"Bang, bang——"

The thoughts in his mind only flickered for a moment. Curacao, who had completely entered the mission mode, was as emotional as a pool of stagnant water. The finger that pulled the trigger did not tremble at all. Every shot was accurately hit where it was most likely to take effect quickly without causing accidental injuries. position.

After all, the anesthetic bomb works by injection. Although it does not have much lethality, if it accidentally hits a vital point, it may still cause casualties or affect the speed of the effect.

Like an extremely efficient machine, Curaçao calmly and quickly eliminated everyone in the room, then stretched out his body that had been curled up for a long time and stretched his muscles.

When putting the disassembled gun back into the bag, her fingertips touched the small plastic box and paused slightly.

If Keigoro was forced to take the KA series of drugs for a long time due to his father's reasons, she is the longest-term subject of the project.

This is the basis for ensuring that she can stay in good condition at all times, like a machine, calm and unwavering. It is Rum who specially proposed to the laboratory after he selected her from the children to keep her on long-term KA medication. Require.

This is the key to self and freedom...

As long as she can open that door, open that closed door, no matter what kind of storm, life or death crisis is behind the door, she will have no regrets, no fear.

Considering the side effects of the medicine, she retracted her wandering thoughts, picked up her bag, moved her feet, landed lightly on the beam, and then landed silently on the ground, like an agile cat.

She has fulfilled her promise, and how it ends next is Kumail's own business.

Pulling up her hood, her face was calm, her mood contained peace and high expectations, and she walked step by step into the rainy mountain forest.

I hope her new underground accomplices didn't forget to leave her a means of transportation.

After Curacao, who was tiptoeing, disappeared from sight, Karasawa, who had been hanging behind the house for a long time, gently swung the scarf in his hand, and with the dexterity of a gymnast, he accurately passed through the window of the wooden house, leaving nothing behind. Traces fell to the ground.

"Wow, there are corpses everywhere." After taking a look at the scene in the room, Tang Ze put away the umbrella in his hand and said jokingly.

"...Who caused it?" Miyano Akemi's angry voice came, and several figures suddenly appeared under the eaves and walked into the house, "You are so original that you can design such a scene. .”

Tang Ze puffed up his chest without shame and took her words as a compliment.

Who can blame this? Who allowed Hattori Heiji to have such a ridiculous dream when he had nothing to do?

According to the development process of the original plot, Hattori Heiji will give his amulet to Conan in order to prevent the dream scene from coming true.

As predicted in his dream, Conan would be stabbed from the front by Numabuchi Kiichiro, but he would be very lucky because of the existence of the amulet, only a small scratch on his skin.

On the other side, Hattori Heiji, who lost the protection of the amulet, was shot because he exposed and stopped the murderer Sakata Yusuke's actions. He supported the penetrating wound, helped the murderer who also lost the ability to move out of the fire, and was gloriously wounded. , was taken away by ambulance.

Although it won't be a big deal if these red-side supermen are injured, although the speed of the red-side blood regeneration in Ke Xue's world is quite astonishing.

But Tang Ze, who had come to travel well, still didn't want to ruin the fun, nor did he want these guys to get hurt.

His chariot brothers haven't finished the scene stunts for him yet, but he can't be absent for too long for this reason.

So Karasawa made relevant arrangements on the way to Osaka, but after receiving Toru Amuro's email, he turned a corner and handed over the gun that he should have fired personally to Curacao.

This cannot be blamed on Tangze's superstition. It can only be said that with the addition of cognitive knowledge, the effective principle of any scene related to psychology, dreams, hypnosis, and suggestion may have turned a corner and should not be underestimated. watch for.

He didn't even forget to tell Curacao to remember to hit Hattori Heiji and Toyama Kazuha from the back, so as not to hit them from the front and be blocked by the amulet and fail to penetrate the enemy's armor.

At this moment, when all the dust fell to the ground and the restless but sleeping police and detectives were everywhere, Tang Ze finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"These detectives, please stop causing me trouble." Tangze knelt down and wiped away some of the black dust on the side of Conan's cheeks, sighing helplessly.

"Is there really no need to change your mind directly to Sotaro Goji? To be honest, I have seen a few disgusting politicians, and there are still only a few who are so disgusting." Thinking of the shadows in the palace that were made into dolls, Asai Narumi His brows were beating unhappily.

Asai Narimi's disgust for politicians who do dirty things has been proven with practical actions, and Karasawa had to quickly comfort him with a few words.

"I know you hate people like this, but please don't be impatient." Karasawa pointed to Sakata Yusuke, whose hands were handcuffed together, so he fell to the ground in a particularly twisted posture, "Let the victim's family do it themselves. Even though I cried bitterly, it would be better to let Sotaro Soutaro be cursed and taken away. I still prefer his unruly look."

After taking a look at Sakata, who had tied his kill record and almost surpassed him, Asai couldn't help but nodded in agreement: "Okay, you're right, some things really shouldn't be done for others."

"Ah, the case has been solved, the people have been rescued, and Curacao has finished cheating. Can you finally relax for a few days?" Stretching, Tangze stood up and passed over the unlucky detectives scattered all over the floor. He walked out calmly, "It's really not a leisurely trip to take a trip... Well, Noah, why don't you stop by and see if Kaitou CH has any commissions from Osaka?"

"Hey, stop making trouble for us!"

"That is, you travel with the detective yourself and then let us go to work, right? What a beautiful idea!"

"Leader, Miss Haiyuan just taught me a word called 'labor law'!"

"Huh? She still has time to teach bad artificial intelligence. I think she worked overtime and didn't work enough."

"Karasawa! Don't let Shiho stay up late!"

The voices of the Phantom Thieves making jokes gradually faded away amidst the patter of rain, leaving only the drizzle that constantly moistened the soil and slowly washed away the rocks and trees.

The rain is about to stop.