The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

"The shrine maiden gave you the Dugong Arrow lottery number? What does it look like?"

"This is it, a number plate with numbers written on it. She gave Xiaolan and I one each. She is so kind. I couldn't find a thank you gift on me for a while. She also said it was for us and she wouldn't ask for it. With our money, I gave her an Ema with dolphin stickers on it..."

Toyama and Ye were still chattering about receiving gifts from their beautiful sisters, and their excitement was palpable. It is not difficult to see that during the afternoon's contact with Shimabukuro Kime, this miko lady left a good impression on her.

Conan and Hattori Heiji, who returned to the hotel, listened to her words and looked at each other with a strange expression.

Shimabukuro Kime was considered to be a very friendly and communicative among the islanders they came into contact with on the island. It is really not surprising that he would behave like this - especially considering Maori Lan's metaphysical luck.

But, the drawing card of Dugong Arrow and so on...

After talking for a long time, Toyama Kazuha, who was finally satisfied, turned his head and saw the expressions of Hattori Heiji and others, and crossed his arms: "Hey, hey, why don't you have any expressions for such a happy thing? At least you should thank Shima. Miss Bag?"

"Uh, but for the lottery, I have the impression that you need to register your name to be effective." Hattori Heiji, who had nothing to do during the meal and had read the travel brochure, reminded him in a low voice, "What are your names? Does Shimabukuro-san know? If the name does not change, even if you win the lottery, it will be invalid..."

"...Ah, is there such a thing?" Yuan Shan and Ye looked dumbfounded.

"Because the legend here is very famous, someone will really pay a high price, hoping to buy the arrow from the lucky person. I guess it is for this reason that Ms. Shimabukuro will collect the arrow if it is lost. Let’s talk about punishment.” Conan spread his hands and expressed his helplessness at the news he had learned.

Once in a desperate situation, there will always be people who place their hopes on metaphysics. An arrow with such an exaggerated name that it can even make people live forever becomes very attractive.

"Well, then, should we go to the shrine to re-register our names tomorrow?" Mao Lilan raised her face, feeling a little distressed.

"Miss Shimabukuro probably just forgot to ask our names..." Toyama and Ye tilted their heads, and soon became cheerful again, "It doesn't matter, it was Miss Shimabukuro who gave it to us anyway, not us. If you pretend to be the winner, she will definitely understand."

"Anyway, I'll go to the shrine tomorrow, just in time to express my gratitude to her..."

Do you give number plates to tourists you meet on the first day?

It really makes people feel that the timing is delicate...

"Speaking of which, where is Karasawa?" Mouri Kogoro, who was leaning on the side and yawning, slowly glanced at the people sitting in the tea room and suddenly asked, "Isn't he with the bastards?"

"Karasawa said he was going to the night market to buy some things to take back to give away. I guess it will take a while." Hattori Heiji looked at his watch, estimated the time, and said uncertainly.

"That's it. The night market is still in business. It's really a place that focuses on tourism..." Mouri Kogoro glanced at the pointer pointing to 10 on the wall and shook his head with a tsk.

Presumably the izakaya will be very lively at this moment, a place with such a lively atmosphere...

It's a pity that Xiaolan can't agree to him going out.

Alas, when people reach middle age, everything is really not going well...

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Just as Mouri Kogoro guessed, the two small izakayas on the island were both crowded at the moment.

"In the past, this was a place where the fishermen on the island liked to stay. I remember when I was a child, I wanted to buy snacks secretly. When my parents fell asleep, I took the money I had saved and slipped out of the shrine. As a result, the entire On the street, only the lights of the izakaya were still on. When the lady boss saw it was me, she brought me some fried food. In fact, I only brought a few hundred yen and couldn't afford to pay for it. But she still served it to me with a smile. Something came over..."

Shimabukuro Kimie sat near the door, looking at the store full of tourists dressed in different clothes, but all of them were obviously tourists. She bent her eyes and slowly talked about her memories.

"After my mother found me, she trained me for a long time, saying that an izakaya is not a place for children." She picked up the small porcelain cup in front of her, looked at the clear liquid in the cup reflecting the light above her head, and sighed, "It was because I missed this kind of atmosphere that I agreed to their proposal and chose to come back here from Tokyo. Now it seems that this was a really bad decision."

"After you came back, you realized that this place is different from what you remembered?" Narumi Asai, who was sitting opposite her, poured wine into his glass and asked following her words.

"If it's really completely different, that's not bad." Shimabukuro Kimie tugged at the corners of his lips and drank all the sake in the cup. "It's still those similar faces. Everything seems to be the same, but it's completely different... I You really shouldn’t have listened to Saori.”

Asai Narumi put down the bottle, looked at Shimabukuro Kimie's lonely face, and muttered in his heart.

You are a makeup artist who can win a gold medal and has a bright future, and she is an actress whose works have won awards without getting any splash. Of course, she will spare no effort to persuade you to return to her hometown, and try her best to find various reasons to persuade you to leave Tokyo... …

The power of jealousy is sometimes beyond imagination.

From this point of view, he didn't know whether this island was a mermaid or not. Shimabukuro Kimie must have encountered a water ghost.

However, now is not the time to say these words. His task is to try to stabilize Shimabukuro Kime's emotions and avoid the worst situation of losing control.

According to Karasawa, if Shimabukuro Kimie's mood worsens further and finally falls into complete collapse, then the weak barrier may be completely broken, and a huge amount of seawater will ruthlessly pour into the island, taking them with them who are passing by. Tourists go to die together or something...

Although Karasawa's statement may be a bit exaggerated, Asai Narumi, who has tried to enter the impression space, knows that even if it is not so serious, the situation will not be much better.

The scene, like the coming of a world-destroying flood, was really impactful.

"Sorry, it's boring to listen to me rambling here all the time, isn't it?" The dazed Shimabukuro Kimie drank the last drop of wine, woke up and looked at the person sitting opposite, "...this of yours The attire is quite unique. Is it okay to just wear it like this?"

"It's no problem. There are many tourists on the island. My clothes can't be called fancy clothes, right?" Narumi Asai tugged at the haori on her body and rolled her eyes indifferently, "Our leader's dress is more conspicuous. "

"If you say that, I really can't refute it." Thinking of the other party's shorts, scarf, white hair and eye patch, Shimabukuro Kimie laughed, "Tell me bluntly that you can help me with revenge or something... straightforwardly It’s surprising.”

"He has always been like this." Recalling the interesting things, Asai Narumi laughed twice, "When I made up my mind and wanted to take action, he was the same, suddenly appeared in front of me and told me that there was A better way to achieve my goal..."

Looking back now, it was a really interesting experience.

"I almost forgot to ask, you said you have experience in this kind of problem, do you mean..." Shimabukuro Kimie stared at Asai Narumi's face for a while and asked.

"Oh, my situation is slightly different from yours, but there are also many similarities. I returned to my hometown island to avenge my relatives..."

Miyano Akemi and Hoshikawa Teru, who were sitting behind them with fried shrimps in their mouths, silently raised their heads and looked at each other.

It's so weird, this scene.

The former Avengers are passing on their past experiences to the new Avengers who are ready to take action...

What homicide industry exchange meeting.

"Forget it, let's wait for the news from Karaze." Lowering his voice, Xingchuan Hui muttered, "Nothing else is good here. The seafood tastes pretty good and is quite fresh."

"It doesn't matter. Seafood is raised in the sea, not on the island." Miyano Akemi smiled softly and said a series of words that were horrifying to think about. "The worst that can happen is that the entire island sinks. It’s not a big deal. If tourists are evacuated in time, there won’t be any casualties. Naturally, other fishermen will come to the fishery to catch fish.”

"Well, that's right..." After thinking about it for a moment, Xingchuan Hui lowered his head and continued to stuff shrimps into his mouth.

Behind them, the exchange of experiences was in full swing.

"Jumped off the cliff directly?" Shimabukuro Kimie held the wine glass and imagined a similar scene, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, "In other words, you directly affected his spirit and made him jump off the cliff directly. Already?"

"Leader said that the conditions in this situation are harsh, and it is not always possible to achieve the goal so easily. The situation at that time also had factors that made him very mentally unstable..." Asai Narumi paid attention to Shimabukuro Kimie's expression. After thinking about it, he still affirmed, "But that's exactly what it means."

"That's it..." Taking a slow sip of the wine, Shimabukuro June's eyes were misty, looking at a certain place in the void to the side, and slowly raised the corners of his mouth, "That's okay, it's really good."

Just when she looked excited, as if she had gained some inspiration from Asai Narumi's self-narration, Karasawa, who was in the waves, turned his head as if aware.

"It's over. I have a feeling that no matter what, the cognitive space of this place will merge with reality sooner or later." Tang Ze felt speechless as he raised his hand and patted his forehead.

When the mood is bad, the barrier clicks; when the mood is good, the barrier clicks again.

Neither is it with talking therapy, nor is it without talking therapy. I think you want to embarrass me, Joka.

What do you want me to do? Is it more appropriate to just knock the person unconscious with a knife and drag him away, so that the patient's mood will be more stable?

"Are you still going forward?" Noah, who was holding his hand, turned around and asked.

"Continue. On this side, at least you can hear the direction of the sound clearly." Tang Ze nodded, and grasped the arrows held by Noah, "Speed ​​up, this sea area is bigger than I thought."

This place itself is just a small island. Even if the impression space covers the entire island and fusion occurs, the worst possible outcome is that the American island will be flooded, and natural disasters such as undersea earthquakes and tsunamis will be fooled to the outside world. There is still an explanation for everything.

However, when we really entered the impression space, everything was so big that it was a little scary.

Tangze, who has become accustomed to having the mini map open all the time, looked at the empty field of view on the map. He could only see two small dots representing himself and Noah. As they walked forward in the endless blank area, there was a feeling that they were still trapped. The thrill of being trapped in place.

"So, do you want to help me...kill them like you described?" At the end of the sentence, Shimabukuro Kimie's voice was very soft, as if any louder would disturb them. To whomever.

Unlike Asai Narumi's firm and stubborn desire for revenge, the tearing in her heart was much more intense.

These three people were not only the murderers who killed her mother without knowing it, but also friends who had been with her for more than 20 years, growing up together, studying together, and supporting each other outside the home.

They have many character flaws and many human weaknesses. As a child, she knows this very well. Most of the time, everyone can tolerate and understand each other.

So even if she occasionally becomes a minority because of her gentle personality, she doesn't feel sad about it. Even today, even now, some beautiful memories will still float in her depressed mind.

However, it was precisely because they were good friends, friends who grew up together and talked about everything, that it made her feel so painful.

Shimabukuro Kimie tightened her fingers on the cup.

"Click——"

The loud cracking sound penetrated Tang Ze's ears clearly despite the barrier of the sea water.

"The sound is very close. Noah, full speed ahead!"

Asai Narimi glanced at her white knuckles and knew that Shimabukuro Kimie's heart was extremely uneasy, which could not be explained in a few words at this moment. Today's test was almost over.

If she continued to drink, she would be filled with seawater if she got excited.

Knowing that he should just put it down when he was done, he silently put down the cup in his hand, pulled something out of his sleeve, and pushed it in front of Shimabukuro Kimie.

"We have no intention of forcing you or pushing you to make a decision, Miss Kimie." Asai Narumi's soft voice carried a strange rhythm, which could still be clearly heard in the noisy izakaya. In Shimabukuro Kimie's ears, "You are the victim. Whether you need revenge or not, and if you want revenge, how you should do it is your freedom and should not be influenced by us."

Shimabukuro Kime lowered his eyes, looked at the thing covered in his palm, and sighed.

Because of their tact and also because of their own weakness.

"So, you came to me just to borrow that arrow?" Shimabukuro Kime drank the last sip of wine and let go of the small porcelain cup that was warm in her hand.

I thought that at least this time someone would strengthen her confidence and give her a clear way to escape...

"All choices should be made by yourself after all. Choosing and being willing to bear the consequences, I think this is the meaning of fate to you and me." Asai Narumi smiled, raised his hand, showing that he has always been The covering thing said, "The arrow will be returned to the shrine after a while, please don't worry. If you need some trivial help, we are happy to help you. Call our names whenever you need it."

Shimabukuro Kimie looked at the small box on the table, hesitated for a moment, then reached out to pick it up and opened it.

A small, golden badge polished into the shape of the Phantom Thieves' logo lay there quietly.

She was stunned, and raised her head to ask Asai Narumi its usage or meaning, but she only caught a wave of bright red haori's clothes disappearing by the door.

Just like when he appeared, the person in front of him quietly left.

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"Is it really okay to just hand the things over to her?" After using his abilities to help his teammates retreat quickly in the night, and completely leaving the scope of the commercial street, Xingchuan Hui couldn't hold it in and asked, "Such a big piece of X alloy Also, what should I do if something goes wrong if I accidentally stimulate her directly?"

"Probably not. According to Karasawa's observations, I am afraid that not only will she not be affected by X Alloy, but it may be the other way around, causing some changes in X Alloy..." Asai Narumi compared Shimabukuro-kun carefully. Megumi clicked her tongue at the difference between standing in front of him and Karasawa wearing a brooch.

Although it was outrageous, perhaps Tangze's guess was correct.

While the three people were talking, there was a sudden sound of water beside them, as if someone suddenly appeared from under the water and made a big splash.

They all turned their heads, and saw Tangze exhaling a sigh of relief, holding Noah's little rag doll in his hands, and appeared next to them.

"How is the situation?" Asai Naomi had no doubts about Karasawa's panting state, and asked while waiting for him to catch his breath.

The impression space of the American Island is not just filled with sea water.

It is a sea area with great depth and unclear depth, and it does not completely correspond to the actual position.

If Karasawa felt the rough waves on the sea when he landed on the island and entered the shrine, what he had just done was an aimless deep dive without knowing the direction.

The further away from the shrine, the less sunlight penetrates into the water, as if gradually diving into the cold trench. Karasawa is equivalent to swimming in the dark seabed for nearly an hour. The psychological pressure involved is more than just diving. To sum it up, he almost swam out of fear of the deep sea.

Tang Ze, who had closed his eyes for a while to adjust, shook off the sea water on the tip of the arrow in his hand, raised his head, and was stunned by his first words.

"I think this island is doomed, everyone, why don't we run away as soon as possible." Pulling the scarf on his body, Tang Ze said sincerely, "Do you know what I saw? It's not a question of whether there is sea water or not. Here It’s an impression space. It’s like an ocean tank...the kind where the glass is about to break.”