The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

The high-speed air flow passed through the entire space at an extremely fast speed. When the few people standing by the whirlpool put down their hands to cover their faces, they saw Shimabukuro Kime, dressed in black, slowly falling from mid-air, stepping lightly on the ground. on the water.

Behind her, the two gods holding bows and hooks each closed their eyes and curled up, like a pair of magatama inlaid with yin and yang, or Tai Chi with clear distinctions, spinning silently.

Karasawa silently observed her stand-in, oh no, the mask, and then took a look at Shimabukuro Kimie's Phantom Thief costume and the pair of scimitars in his hands, and thought to himself.

It seems quite religious, but I don’t know what it’s like to start a fight.

Could it be that he is using some kind of mask and just spreading his wings behind him?

Shimabukuro Kimie slowly opened her eyes, stared blankly at the calm water surface in front of her that had returned to a mirror-like state, looked at the sharp blade in her hand, and slowly regained consciousness.

"...Is this the world you see?" Shimabukuro Kimie turned her head and looked at the few people walking towards her, feeling somewhat relieved but also confused.

"It has never been so calm before, Ms. Secret Treasure." The leader, Tang Ze, spread his hands, looked at the gleaming blade in her hand, and tilted his head back subtly.

It looks very irritating...

Maybe the color of her clothes was too dark, and you could only see clearly when you got closer. She was obviously still wearing a hakama skirt, which was theoretically the standard of a miko's uniform, but her whole body was pitch black, as if she had come to attend a funeral.

The mask on her face was a red fox face that covered the upper half of her face. Her eyes were wide-eyed and the corners of her eyes were flying, with an angry majesty.

Karasawa looked at her, then at Narumi Asai, his eyes turning back and forth between the two people several times.

Although the images and emotions are different, the two people do have fox faces, one has the upper half of the face, and the other has the lower half of the face, as if they have made an appointment.

Sure enough, you island owners are all the same type of substitute messengers.jpg

"Although I feel like I should thank you for informing me of the truth in advance so that I wouldn't finish the arrangements and continue to work hard on this place... But now that I think about it, this is what you did on purpose, right?" Fukuro Kimie finished looking at the dead water and looked at Karasawa who was standing in front of several people. "After all, if it weren't for the stimulation of those words, I might not have made the choice I did now."

Choosing extreme means for revenge was her own decision and she couldn't blame anyone.

But after she had completely seen through everything, reconciled with the other side of herself, faced and resisted the fate of perishing alone, and now standing in this strange space, she vaguely felt that she had some subtle connections with this place, and even , and the islands outside it...

Since these Phantom Thieves know the secrets of this side of the world, their motivations for participating in this series of events and promoting changes in the situation are intriguing.

"I had no choice but to do it." Tang Ze, who had made the overall plan, bowed lightly, "Whether it is your sudden emotional collapse, causing an uncontrollable sudden natural disaster, or whether you are allowed to continue as planned. The plan is carried out and being seen through by those thorough detectives is not the result I want. It may be rude to meddle in your affairs casually, but I am not prepared to apologize for this. "

Whether you want to save some regrets or want to keep the situation as controllable as possible, these are certainly not reasons to manipulate and play with others.

Karasawa is aware of this, but is not prepared to change his style.

He makes various choices, always following only one principle, that is, he is happy.

Even if there are all kinds of reasonable reasons, he will not do things that he is not happy with. Tang Ze has already passed that stage of falling into moral dilemmas and self-tearing.

So he calmly looked back at Shimabukuro Kime's angry eyes: "Now, you have abandoned your past identity, erased your past self, and have reached the same place as us. You want to try our The perspective, what it feels like to walk in the dark.”

"...After deciding to cooperate with you, I seem to have no other choice." Shimabukuro Kimie laughed, but still extended his hand to Karasawa, "Please give me some advice, joker."

"Please give me your advice, future travelers."

The moment the two people's gloves touched each other, a crisp sound came as expected.

"I am you...you are me..."

"You are here to gain a new contract."

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【cooperation Shimabukuro Kime】

[Arcana: Sun rank1]

[Standing in a city full of high-rise buildings, I will not give up pursuing myself because of the embarrassment of my origin. I will return to my conservative hometown and travel through the mountains, forests and oceans, still optimistic and strong.

No matter what situation she finds herself in, she never gives up on moving forward. Even if she has a heavy burden on her shoulders, she never stops moving forward because of the weight of her steps. The miko who is trapped by emotion and morality may seem fragile and passive, but in fact she has the ability to see clearly. The truth of life is still the firm self that faces all hardships.

She is both fate's abandoned child and Dawn's darling.

Now, the mermaid has turned into bubbles at the dawn, and the past that belongs to legend and mist has come to an end.

——The sun has risen. 】

[Acquire the ability "Daughter of the Island" (your animal affinity has increased, and all non-humanoid masks have a small critical hit up)]

Karasawa withdrew his gaze from the subtitles and looked in surprise at Shimabukuro Kimie, who was more like a ninja or an assassin than Hoshikawa Teru.

After working on it for a long time, you look like a shaman, but you turn out to be a druid!

"What's wrong?" Shimabukuro Kimie asked strangely after receiving the surprised look from this new boss, "Is there something wrong with me?"

"It's nothing. How should I call you? In this world, we generally don't call each other by our first names. Have you thought about your own code name?" Tangze, who got the buff, skipped the part about being good and taking advantage. Start the group process.

Joining our Phantom Thieves is like this, just like you have to give yourself an English name in English class. Regardless of whether it sounds good or not, the form still has to be followed.

"Code name..." Shimabukuro Kime raised her hand, touched the smooth and cold fox face on her face, and twitched the corner of her mouth, "Well, let's call her Karma."

Hearing this word that was not commonly used, Tang Ze spent a while to think of the pronunciation of this literal translation from Sanskrit.

Karma, or the cycle of cause and effect? Surprisingly, it fits her current image and past very well.

"Okay, Karma. You have faced yourself and awakened your true power. The external power has become the internal driving force. I am afraid that the time you can still have power is running out. Have you figured out how to deal with this place? "

Although Shimabukuro Kimie's authority could only control one small island, it was an existence similar to the Holy Grail in principle.

At this moment, the integration of the two sides is about to reach the final step. Whether to completely complete it and make the island truly disappear, or to separate it again before losing control of the power, all depends on Shimabukuro Kimie. Got an idea.

No matter which one it is, Tangze just doesn't object.

As long as this process does not happen in an instant, there will be no direct floods and tsunamis after a hard landing.

Now that the two sides are completely integrated, the worst case scenario is that the island will slowly sink to the bottom of the sea, and there will be one less thing on the map. There is even room for everyone on the island to be transferred in time.

As for losing the resources and home that we depend on for our livelihood... they have all been eroded by the Holy Grail, and I haven't even gotten angry enough to kill you all. Kimi Shimabukuro has a good personality, so that's enough. I can't ask for more. .

"Here."

Shimabukuro Kimie looked around the space, which was only a layer of water up to her knees. She raised her head and looked at the gray sky of the impression space.

So peaceful, so dead, just like the real kingdom of heaven.

She didn't know what she thought of, and she quickly smiled.

"Go on. Let the island that has imprisoned too many people disappear completely."

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at the same time.

Waiting for the last islander who was hurriedly preparing to go down the mountain to his home to pack his belongings, he also left the room. After finishing the recitation to Karasawa, Leon raised his head and looked at Mouri Kogoro, who was sitting opposite him, and was speechless for a moment.

He understands the truth. Things have priorities. There are so many emergencies, and it is indeed possible that he cannot take care of them.

But is it really appropriate to leave two unlucky guys here who are theoretically unable to move at all?

But forget it, Tangze has almost done it, and he doesn't need to hold on much longer.

He let out a gentle breath and relaxed against the wooden wall behind him, listening to the strong wind and rain outside the wall, the terrified shouts, the fearful prayers and desperate roars, and the raging waves submerging the rocks and drowning the trees. , and will soon drown out all sounds.

Everything is like a symphony with rich layers, advancing to the climax of the march.

The two worlds have completely merged, and in the ruthless pronouncement of Shimabukuro Kime, the last trace of distance is about to disappear.

The residents of Velvet, who live in the gap between the two worlds, seem to have felt the shock of the collision.

So he narrowed his eyes and sighed with some enjoyment.

"Some people are watching for fun, and some are looking in the mirror." Lyon said as if talking to himself, "Seeing her mercilessly closing her palms, do you feel familiar, guest?"

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"Hey, yes, I'm Hattori Heiji!"

The moment the phone was connected, Hattori Heiji heard the voice from the other side and stood up excitedly.

"Have you found any suspected survivors in the nearby waters?"

Based on his understanding of Joker's people, since the people have been rescued by them, theoretically Shimabukuro Kimie must have been sent to a safe place.

Presumably the rescue team could not find anyone matching her characteristics on the island. It must be that she wanted to avoid everyone's sight because of the murder she committed...

However, the answer given by the other party was still so disappointing.

"I haven't found anyone similar to what you described, Detective-san." The Fukuoka Prefectural police officer on the other side of the phone shook his head and added, "However, some residents of the island provided convincing testimony, and more than one person witnessed her. The scene of jumping off the cliff into the sea, right?”

"Yes, I am also one of the witnesses."

"Then you should know very well, Mr. Hattori Heiji, that at such a height and in such weather conditions, she has no chance of survival. Even when she fell into the sea, she still did not die. After she actually fell into the sea... even Now, the undercurrents in the waters near the American Island are also very turbulent, and the rapid changes in the earth's crust have caused changes in the ocean currents, making it impossible for small ships to approach normally, let alone a human being."

"I know, but..."

Hattori Heiji rubbed his head with a headache, and for a moment he didn't know how to explain the red scarf sticking out of the sea water.

On the one hand, joker himself is a gray existence. If the police really discover his whereabouts, there is a high probability that they will arrest him directly. After all, he was saved by someone, so he is always embarrassed to betray the other party directly.

On the other hand, even if people believed in the existence of joker, he could not make people believe the picture he described.

Was he going to tell the police that he was convinced that someone was hiding in the sea, but instead of showing up, he stretched out a scarf to save the person?

He was embarrassed to say this, but the police were embarrassed to record it in their records.

"Well, maybe she really has been buried under the sea." Hattori Heiji sighed and gave up discussing this topic with the police.

"If there are no other questions, regarding the clue you provided, we will treat it as suicide." The county police officer opposite could not help but breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he felt that the other person's ideas were too naive and paranoid, and indeed looked like a high school student, he couldn't say these words directly, nor could he avoid the other person's questions.

Although Fukuoka Prefecture is still far away from Osaka, he is the son of the head of the Osaka Police Headquarters after all. Being in the police circle, it is not a bad thing to have a good relationship.

From his understanding, and with the additions of several detectives, it was basically certain that the witch on the island had killed three people for the purpose of avenging her mother, and these three people happened to be friends who grew up with her. , it is not a strange thing to choose to commit suicide when the mood breaks down.

Although it is not rigorous enough to characterize the incident purely based on oral confessions, the deceased is already dead and the murderer is also dead. This case even skipped the investigation and trial parts. It was very convenient and was recorded as if it were a piece of gossip. , the problem is not big.

The relaxed Fukuoka Prefectural Police officer answered another of his questions.

"After monitoring that the U.S. Island suffered undersea earthquakes and other climate disasters, we have applied for help from the Coast Guard. The phenomenon you observed at that time does exist. The U.S. Island is moving under the sea at a constant speed of 1-2 meters per hour. Shen. We have contacted the National Marine Meteorological Service, and our preliminary judgment is that it should be a crustal reaction caused by volcanic activity below the island. The island itself is also a sedimentary rock formed by volcanic eruptions, and its geological structure is relatively loose..."

Listening to the chattering explanation from the other side, Hattori Heiji looked calm on his face, but secretly clenched his fists.

The sudden and sudden heavy rain, the waves that seemed to consciously swallow up the entire island...

Is this really a natural phenomenon caused by ordinary submarine volcanoes?

He didn't really believe it, but he could only hesitate to say anything to the contrary.

Could it be that he wanted to say that Shimabukuro Kimie might have something to do with this natural disaster, so it rained when she started planning the murder, and when she fell into the sea, the rain suddenly stopped within a few minutes?

It sounds too ridiculous.

After hanging up the phone, Hattori Heiji leaned on the railing and let out a frustrated sigh.

A good trip turned into a thrilling adventure. He encountered a puzzle and solved it. However, it seemed that he had just torn apart a small knot on the yarn. Not only did he not find the real thread, but as he pulled it, the thread became a thread. The tangled threads are becoming more and more intricate...

Should I go find Kudo and try to get in touch with those guys from the Phantom Thieves?

For the secrets that trouble him, and for...

Hattori Heiji turned his head and looked at Karasawa who was standing at the front of the ship.

Tangze, who had gone through an ordeal and still had some minor scratches on his face, was standing on the bow of the ship, stretching out his right hand to let the seagulls land on his arm, reaching out to touch the white and hard feathers, smiling. No haze.

The unlucky guy who suffered the most, because he didn't stay awake much during the whole process, looked the most like a normal person.

"You..." Hattori Heiji walked over and was about to say a few words of greeting. He noticed that the seagull in Karasawa's hand flew away, and another seagull landed on it, as if he was queuing up in an orderly manner. The question came to his lips. He turned around and said, "How do you make the seagull so obedient? I remember that this is a pretty rogue bird."

Tang Ze waited patiently for the seagull in his hand to fly away, then turned his head and smiled at him.

"Of course it's because I brought a lot of snacks." Tangze showed an innocent look on the potato chips in his hand, "Otherwise, what else could it be because I wandered in the mountains for two days and switched to Druid? Yet?"

That can't be done, right?

OK, the picture is attached.

Speaking of this chapter, I can't help but say that I was originally checking the common images of Yukihiko Umi and Yukihiko Yama and found some information about the ancient secretary.

Then I discovered that all the columnists who explained various Japanese myths and legends with images and pictures had to have three, four, five, six, seven or eight mobile game cards... It was really hard to hold on.