The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

"Please register your name, please."

"Oh, okay." He looked back at the interior, and Mouri Kogoro took the initiative to give his name, "I am Moori Kogoro."

"In the past, he was a detective from the First Investigation Division, but now he is a detective who is active on the front line and makes evildoers fearful. Right?"

Hearing the movement behind him, Mouri Kogoro opened his eyes wide and turned his head: "Samezaki police!"

"Don't call me vigilant. They are all bad old men who have retired for two years." Samezaki Shimaji, who had a lot of white hair in his hair, smiled, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were all piled up. "Xiaolan has already grown up. I have met a beautiful woman. If you think about it carefully, it has indeed been many years since we last met."

"Why are you here?" Mouri Kogoro looked at this old boss who had been away for many years in surprise.

His white hair and wrinkles clearly showed his age, but from his still strong and strong body, you can still see the spirit of the iron-faced detective.

According to the impression in his memory, Samezaki Shimaharu's character should not be the type who is interested in a free dolphin trip.

"I just want to come and see the sea. Today is a special day, don't you remember?" Samezaki Shimaji took a serious look at Mouri Kogoro's still confused face, and shook his head helplessly, "That's right, you have already resigned. It’s been ten years, so it’s natural not to remember this kind of thing.”

A veteran detective who is trapped in the past will indeed not leave freely and become a private detective.

Feeling a little sad, yet a little relieved, Samezaki Shimaji patted Mouri Kogoro on the shoulder and gently dropped the subject: "Where is your beautiful wife? Are they still separated now?"

"...That's not the case." Mouri Kogoro smiled without embarrassment.

"Oh, let me just say, since you have chosen to resign for the sake of your family..."

"We are divorced." Under the gaze of three pairs of eyes behind him, Mouri Kogoro said dryly.

Although the relationship has improved recently, although she has vaguely revealed that she is seriously considering when to remarry...

But a divorce is indeed a divorce. Even if he talks harshly now, these little losers will not give him face, they will only expose him ruthlessly.

Thinking of this, Mouri Kogoro glared at Karasawa with a bright smile and snorted.

Today's children...

"Oh, oh, that's it..." Samezaki Shimaji was stunned, looking at the not-so-sad look on his face, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

"Um, may I ask..." While they were talking, a bald middle-aged man came over and said hello to everyone.

Then he held a long and slender seal, raised his hand very deliberately, and gestured in front of their eyes.

It can be called a clumsy technique, like a magician whose hands and feet are uncoordinated, trying to attract a little attention from the audience with his funny actions.

Several people didn't react at all, just stared back at him in confusion.

Tang Ze blinked and glanced at the man approaching from behind, holding a key in an almost deliberate gesture, and couldn't help but shake his head in his heart.

This group of bank robbers has a lot of flaws. Judging from the way they connect, it seems like they are not very smart.

Considering the final outcome of the case, it turned out that the gang was fighting among themselves and killing each other. The three idiots killed two of each other, and the last one was arrested by the detective on the spot.

The family members of the victims originally came to seek out the enemy with murderous intentions and armed with sharp knives. Well, they ended up playing themselves to death. The family members watched a good show and got off the boat with a clear conscience and were happy. go home.

What is this called? Killing me to cheer up everyone?

You guys, the criminal lawsuit has expired, and the civil lawsuit has only one night left. Now it's a good idea to give the police your performance.

Sacrificing the small self to entertain the big self is really not a very smart person.

Ye Caisan, you too, you are such a famous criminal mastermind, what kind of pig teammate did you choose?

Could it be that you are also the great sage and sage Ram? You just randomly capture your teammates, right?

Really, those who engage in this business should take a good look at Ram's resume, as does Ye Caisan, and so does Sister Mingmei. They act like the biggest difficulty in robbing a bank is their teammates.

besides……

You took the 400 million that you robbed from the bank, and after killing the mastermind, you deposited it in another bank. Then you divided the deposited tokens into three parts, and each person took one...

Think about it seriously, please three of you, think about it seriously, don’t you really think this is humorous? ah?

That's why he wanted to demonstrate to these idiots what it meant that the biggest enemy was his peers.

Thinking of this, Tang Ze lowered his head and looked at the phone again.

[KID: Okay, okay, I understand what happened. In short, you hope to steal the stolen money stored in the bank safe by a few bank robbers and compensate the victims of the case. 】

[Illusion: This is indeed what it means. 】

[KID: Okay, what the joker said is right, bank robbers keep stolen money in the bank. Some people believe that they were sent by the bank next door to cause trouble. 】

[Shade: I'm afraid, this is the reason why the police have never been able to find the whereabouts of the money... Who would have thought that there would be such a funny robber...]

[KID: Okay, I can give you some suggestions, but bank protection and jewelry are not in the same category. It is not that easy to take things away without anyone noticing. It is not easy just to find out the layout of the venue. 】

[Illusion: It doesn’t matter, we have experienced people here. 】

[KID: Well, that’s okay. 】

[KID:? Wait a moment】

[KID:? ? ? 】

[Illusion: And there is no need to be unaware. 】

[Shade: Yes, it would be a pity if by accident, all of them died before they realized that their money was gone. 】

[KID: Huh? ah? ? ? 】

Tangze looked at the record for a while, and saw that Kidd's mental will had returned to the confused state of the universe. He couldn't help it and laughed a few times.

Let's talk about it. If the nature of the discussion is really serious, compared with them, Kidd can say that he abides by the law and is non-toxic and non-toxic.

With this in mind, Karasawa swiped the screen twice and switched to the Phantom Thieves' internal group.

[Joker: It has been confirmed that these people all have palaces or shadows, right? 】

[Shade: Confirmed. What, you want to recycle the waste before the case happens? 】

[Joker: Oh, I don’t plan on that. If there is, then I'll be relieved. 】

[Shade: Huh? 】

[Joker: I can tell with my toes that the source of these idiots’ desires is the 400 million yen. As long as we steal money from the physical level, isn't that equivalent to defeating their temple from the source? This is not a violation of principles, right? 】

[Lunar: Huh? Do you still have principles? 】

[Joker: Of course a phantom thief has the principles of a phantom thief! How can we just do this kind of crime that can be caught in the real world? 】

[Lunar: If you take a serious look at our group, is there anyone who doesn’t break the law and commit crimes? Do you want to see what you're talking about? 】

[Joker: Anyway, our Phantom Thieves of Hearts really only steal hearts! 】

[Lunar: Oh, just say so...]

"Go faster, you're just dragging your feet." Mouri Kogoro couldn't help but reach out and grab his arm, "You young people, one by one, two by one." Why do you like walking with your head down looking at your phone so much..."

One or two?

Tang Zeruo felt something and turned to look at Conan who was walking in front of him.

Being led by Mao Lilan, he was also holding his mobile phone with one hand. His short hand was pressing it quickly and he was typing something.

Tang Ze vaguely noticed what he might be doing: "..."

With quick eyesight and quick hands, he immediately set his phone to vibrate.

Sure enough, dozens of seconds later, joker's mailbox received a belated notification letter from the elementary school student.

[I'm sorry for informing you so late. Anyway, Uncle Mori and I are currently on a ship bound for Ogasawara.

Because it is a welfare trip, I originally thought there was no need to tell you, but I just discovered that there seem to be three detectives and a former police officer on the boat...]

Good guy, I learned how to answer quickly.

Karasawa sighed at the detective's strange growth, switched accounts, and started typing a reply.

The two boys, one big and one small, continued to click on their phones in unison. Seeing that his complaints were ignored, Mouri Kogoro sighed helplessly: "Children these days are really inconsiderate...Samezaki police are still waiting. Ask me to go drink..."

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"Please sit down. I ordered myself a pre-dinner drink. I was worried that you wouldn't like it, so I didn't ask for your share."

After adjusting her black fishtail skirt, Belmod gracefully sat down on the seat pulled out by Toru Amuro, glanced at the sherry on the table, and curled her crimson lips.

This guy came here with bad intentions today.

Although she knew it when she went to the banquet, this dazzling glass of wine made her confirm it again.

"Then give me a glass of wine." Ignoring Bourbon's soft smiling face, she nodded to the waiter standing beside her, straightened her chest, and sat down dignifiedly.

This is a tough battle, and she must take a cautious stance and do her best to protect what needs to be protected.

Turning to the other side of the table and sitting down in his seat, Toru Amuro reached out and fiddled with the shaped roses in the vase, with a smile on his lips.

Tonight, he could have shown a victor's attitude and conducted this conversation with a more calm attitude.

As Bourbon's "nature" is further exposed, he has more excuses to adopt offensive strategies and do many things slightly radically. His ambition to expand his power can become the best cover for many actions without Arouse suspicion.

What a delightful evening.

The waiter pushed the dinner plate, placed the starter plate in front of the two of them, bowed and left quietly.

Watching the cart rolling silently across the soft carpet, Belmode took a breath, hooked his slender fingers around the goblet, held it in his hand and shook it gently, and said, "There are some things, even if you know It doesn't affect anything. You also know very well that these things are my secrets and their secrets. You will not have the opportunity to make it known to the public. "

"Yes, of course I understand." Toru Amuro arranged the napkin in front of him, pressed the corner of it with the dinner plate, and slowly adjusted the position to be even, speaking in a very leisurely tone, "But some things, even if they are rumors, It’s also unacceptable, right?”

After all, such an astonishing fact was unimaginable when he first found out the results.

The woman sitting opposite him has blonde hair, green eyes, and is very beautiful. She is the most standard blonde girl in line with public aesthetics. The media often praises her beauty and believes that her success in the film and television industry is inevitable due to God-given conditions.

Who could have imagined that she was not even a naturally conceived human being?

Bourbon certainly knew a lot.

Sensing the implicit teasing from his half-smiling expression, Belmod closed his eyes.

The biggest problem caused by her true identity is precisely that it involves too many secrets of the organization. Just knowing this is likely to cause many questions, and even infer many of the organization's purposes from it...

And this is very dangerous.

"Now that you know this, you must have guessed a lot of things." Putting the wine glass to his lips, Belmode lowered his eyes, "Then you should know that there are some secrets. Once you open your mouth, you will reveal them." Say it and its magic is gone.”

"Well, but this did make me think about a lot of things." Picking up the knife and fork, Toru Amuro did not look at the person opposite, but just concentrated on processing the food in front of him, "For example, why is the organization so indulgent in many things you do? , and why, you are particularly focused on Shirley and Kumail’s situation..."

Hearing Kumel spit out from his mouth, Belmode pursed his lips, and the curve of his lips briefly straightened.

"Because you share the same problem with him."

This sentence was thrown out by Toru Amuro lightly, and when it fell in Belmode's ears, it was so loud.

"No wonder, Rum wants to specifically warn me not to attack Kumail or cause him any real harm... You are still looking forward to it. A year later, Kumail will finish his acting mission and accept some for you. Save you from the pain, right?" Toru Amuro put down the knife, his smile widened, successfully hiding his anger in exaggerated pride.

The information Karasawa told him about Gin and Curacao's abilities was probably information given by the organization's experiments, yes or no.

Because compared to gin, the existence of Belmod itself is the beginning of the experiment.

Due to Belmod's special status in the organization, rumors that she might be the daughter or wife of a senior executive have long existed in the organization, and there are not a few people who think she is the daughter of "that adult".

The privileges she possesses have long exceeded the scope of her abilities. Such speculation is not surprising.

However, when he deduced the truth through the investigation of the organization's experimental institution, the lives of Sharon Wynyard and Chris Wynyard, and many materials and other information-

Belmode is most likely not the boss's real daughter, but an "artificial human" who was artificially created many years ago and has the boss's bloodline.

If it was just a simple in vitro fertilization, if it could be easily repeated and implemented, he didn't think that with the resources and wealth the organization had, it would not create more examples like Belmode.

Therefore, he can only think that either Belmod is special, and her birth process has gone through many special methods, making her existence very different, or this bloodline is special, and Belmod can Existence itself is a special case that cannot be reproduced.

After trying to understand this and comparing the identity that Karasawa had prepared for Kumail, he finally slowly deduced the key points, and then substituted it into many signs, and finally sketched out the possible details from the side.

The organization needs a special experimental subject, and it needs an experimental subject that neither Gin nor Curaçao can meet the requirements.

In the past, this object might have been Belmod, but Karasawa appeared, so Kumail appeared...

Thinking that in the past few months, Karasawa had been asked to take blood samples for some reasons from time to time, Amuro Toru's eyes became cold and stern.

The organization has always been a criminal group that does not take human life seriously, and he naturally knows it.

However, when he discovered that the essence of this attitude was a kind of indifference and playfulness towards life itself, and was more likely to include the people he wanted to protect, he was still furious.

What do they think of this world?

"...Very insightful. In the past, they all said that Bourbon was an impeccable, bold but meticulous guy. He is well-deserved as a 'detective'." He paused for a few seconds, smiled again, and Belmode looked at him. He raised his glass and praised falsely.

Although what he said is slightly different from the real situation, it is indeed not far from it.

"What you said is of great significance to the organization, but to me personally... As you said, my existence itself is the meaning. You can't really hurt me, that is being an enemy of the organization. ." He stretched out his hand to smooth down the smooth blond hair on his shoulders. Belmode, who regained his composure, laughed, "How are you going to threaten me with these, Bourbon?"

"I don't like to use threats. I am an information dealer, and I prefer to call these things 'business.'" Amuro laughed twice and came up with the words he had prepared, "Kumail, for you , is also of great significance, isn't it? He is the only 'scapegoat' who can rescue you from the sea of ​​misery, and the key to unlocking your shackles... He is now my subordinate, and I get along with him day and night, at any time, at any time, so that He reaches a dead end, or discovers all this...what do you think?"

There was a crisp sound of "dang".

The wine glass in Belmod's hand fell back to the table and hit the silver spoon placed beside the napkin, making a crisp impact sound, like the sound of a fragile object breaking.

Fortunately, the wine glass slipped from her hand without spilling, but the wine in the glass shook violently and dripped on the ivory tablecloth, like falling blood or dripping tears.

The corners of her mouth straightened again.