The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

"Although I have been mentally prepared for it, I still feel depressed after staying here for a long time."

She reached out and tentatively touched the bone-shaped "steel bars" in the wall. Feeling the real cold bone, Miyano Akemi quickly retracted her hand.

As for why the subway, which represents the collective subconscious of mankind, is distorted like this, they have already received the exact answer from Karasawa.

The world outside the subway is like a person's conscious mind, and the process of downward exploration is equivalent to gradually going deep into a person's subconscious level.

Those fragmented memories and fragments buried deep in consciousness are destined to be illogical and chaotic.

Therefore, in scenes that are divorced from reality, counterintuitive tones will also become the main tone, and physical laws that are beyond reality will bring a sense of pressure to the people in them.

"According to your theory, the world I saw at that time was the 'Impression Space' belonging to the American Island? Would it be chaotic? It's okay..." Shimabukuro Kimie, who was new to the group, withdrew her surprised gaze and said He said doubtfully while recalling.

"Then you haven't seen it before." Not wanting to describe the feeling of choking on water while walking on the road, Tangze took the lead and stepped on the downward escalator, "Forget it. In short, the further down you will see, Maybe the more strange colors you have, the more psychological construction you need to do. Well, ark, if it doesn’t work, how about we install the whole car audio system?”

The small robot that appeared next to them wrinkled its nose when he heard this: "It's too much to install a refrigerator, leader. Although I don't need additional energy to 'power' here, if the structure that needs to be modeled is too complicated..."

"Is it just a speaker? It's already a stretch limousine. It's too plain and boring."

"Then you should buy an RV in advance instead of buying a stretched Bentley!"

"RV, yes, that's a good idea too. In this case, can there be a bathroom in the car..."

"Leader!"

As people and machines walked back and forth, the escalator had already taken them to the lower platform.

"Well, it seems that this is the limit." Being blocked by the thick isolation door again, Noah shrugged, "I can't sense the space behind me."

"How many floors did you explore this time?" Tang Ze raised his head, looked up at the wall covered with regular dark patterns, and asked aloud.

"Floor 42. This is the entire 100th floor underground. According to what you said, if the atmosphere and color are clearly distinguished, then it is regarded as one large area, then two areas have been explored." Humanoid Navigator Noah reported skillfully information.

"It's amazing. Even if Ark maintained a relatively high speed throughout the whole journey, we still drove for two hours." Asai Naomi stretched her waist and said helplessly, "Fortunately, after exploring, we can use the elevator to go up and down, otherwise it would be really difficult. I drive long distances every day.”

"If we keep working hard, maybe with two or three more large areas, we can get to the real bottom." Miyano Akemi patted him on the shoulder and expressed relief.

"I'm not that optimistic." Asai Narumi shook her head, looking at Tangze walking towards the isolation door, but did not agree with her statement.

Regarding the question of how many floors and how many large areas there will be in the subway, Karasawa did make a prediction. He is more inclined to have seven or eight large areas in the subway.

However, Narumi Asai, who always pays attention to navigation and frequently enters and exits the subway in his daily life, keenly noticed that the names of large subway areas were named after the ten demon kings who reversed the Kabbalah Tree of Life.

If the subway, as the human subconscious, has the ability to summarize social phenomena and summarize human commonalities, then it seems reasonable to use the devil who represents the great sin to classify it.

But if you calculate it this way, no matter how you count it, it will be at least ten levels, right?

I really don’t know where Tang Ze got the confidence to think that the world would be so kind to these mask users.

While they were watching Tang Ze, Shi Shiran untied his scarf and walked to the isolation door. He stretched out his hand and let the scarf connect to the invisible red line in the door again.

Every time he passed a large area, his scarf was forced to grow a little longer. Even if he wrapped the scarf one more time, it had now reached below his knees.

Either mop the floor, or have cloth piled around your neck, it seems you have to choose one to accept.

With this sigh in his heart, Tangze watched his scarf slowly grow again, and scanned the surrounding environment with his third eye.

Then he was surprised to find that after the red line on the door was completely absorbed by the scarf, a footprint indicating the location of the mechanism slowly extended from where he was standing.

Is there any mechanism here?

Tangze, who was planning to take the scarf and leave, took the scarf that fell back into his hand, wrapped it around his neck, and walked sideways while stepping on the series of red footprints.

"What's wrong? Did you find anything?" Others who were already familiar with the process and chatting at the back noticed Tang Ze's movements and quickly followed.

"I don't know, but it feels like something isn't quite right..."

Standing in front of the safety door of the platform, Tang Ze squinted and observed the series of footprints that turned around and disappeared into the glass wall.

The impression space exists in the form of a subway. Each large area of ​​the interlayer hall is in the style of a subway platform. If you keep standing here and observing, you will even see trains full of shadows passing by on both sides.

Karasawa knows that it is likely to take the shadows to the bottom of the subway, to the depths of human nature, just like in the original work, and it is impossible for them, living people who are different from the shadows, to hitch a ride directly. , therefore, Karasawa never wasted time studying it.

I actually discovered unexpected movement here. This is the first time.

Tangze looked at it for a while, then tentatively stretched out his hand and touched the spot where the footprints disappeared.

Then his hand sank directly into the seemingly solid wall.

"Is there actually a hidden door?" Looking at his hand that had completely penetrated, Tang Ze was a little surprised.

Everyone else behind him, except the newly arrived Shimabukuro Kimie, were also equally surprised.

"It's really empty." Xingchuan Hui walked up and stretched out his hand to the same position. His arm didn't get into the wall, so he simply stretched his head directly over and stuck his whole body into the wall.

"Hey Shade..." Tang Ze was startled and hurriedly stretched out his hand to pull him back after half of his disappearance.

Thanks to his excellent health recovery ability, Tang Ze is mainly responsible for exploring human flesh. Seeing his teammates' faces exploring the grass, there is always an uncontrollable feeling of rising blood pressure.

"I didn't see it very clearly, but there is a passage inside. Like that, that kind of..." After being stuck for a few seconds, Xingchuan Hui finally thought of the accurate adjective, "The kind where the maintenance staff in the subway station will leave, Access to the tunnel!"

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"Crack!"

The pen in his hand fell on the table, waking up Hui Yuan Ai who was leaning on the table and taking a nap.

She raised her head and looked at the computer screen in front of her. It took her a few seconds to slowly realize that she was in the living room of Dr. Ali's house, sorting and entering new data.

"Really, why did you suddenly fall asleep?" Haiyuan Ai rubbed his forehead, muttered, and picked up the form at hand again, but he hesitated a little while hanging his hand on the keyboard.

Only an hour had passed since she was last conscious. She was just sleepy due to lack of sleep, so she took a nap at the table, but for some reason, she felt as if she had just had a dream.

Although the content of the dream had receded like a tide after she opened her eyes, the vague sadness and dampness, like the continuous rain, still remained in her senses.

It's really strange why she feels like this, a little sad, a little struggling, the urge to cry still fills her eyes, making the tip of her nose sore.

Unexplainable emotions. What kind of dream did I just have?

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"Boom!"

The seat behind him was hammered, and Hattori Heiji's elbow fell off the armrest, causing him to suddenly wake up from his sleep while leaning on the side of the chair.

He looked back from the gap in the seat, and was not surprised to see a little boy holding a small plastic toy in his hand, muttering something, and not knowing what kind of hero he was in his imagination.

Ah, this is the only inconvenient thing about taking JR. You can never control who is traveling with you.

Rubbing his head helplessly, he adjusted his sitting position, glanced at Toyama Kazuye, who was still sleeping soundly, pulled the blanket that had slipped down for her, and looked at the poles passing quickly outside the window again, feeling a little lost.

The experience of the American island can be called ups and downs.

Worrying about my companions in danger, worrying about the cases that occurred, and fearing the dangers I encountered, even if I returned to Tokyo and had a good night's sleep, my fatigue still could not completely subside.

So the two of them fell asleep on the JR train leading to Osaka.

However, did I just have a dream? It had only been an hour since he left Tokyo. Was he so tired?

And the gums that seemed to be sore from clenching with excitement, what on earth was he dreaming about...

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"Conan, Conan!"

Awakened by the little girl's shrill voice, Conan opened his eyes suddenly, touched the glasses on his face reflexively, and then sat up from the sofa in a daze.

"Conan, you are serious. You traveled around during the holidays and didn't reply to our messages at all. Now that I have come to hang out with you, you are still lazy and sleeping here." Yoshida Ayumi put her hands on her hips and held a shopping bag in her hand, very dissatisfied.

"Ah, have you finished shopping?" Conan glanced at the time, rubbed his head and stood up.

"It's been an hour already. Of course I'm done shopping. I've been looking for you for a long time, but you secretly slept here..."

"I'm sorry, I haven't had a good rest on the trip..." Following behind Ayumi Yoshida, Conan walked towards the checkout counter holding the only book he picked out to buy, saying sorry, but his consciousness was still a little dazed. .

Why did he suddenly fall asleep? When he went out, he was still in good spirits.

Ah, and it seemed like he had a dream, a dream... that he had forgotten...

He seemed to only remember that a bright red light suddenly lit up in the darkness...

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His face was illuminated by the red light that suddenly appeared in front of him. Tang Ze stopped vigilantly and allowed this scanning light to sweep over him from head to toe.

The iron door that had been closed in front of him finally slowly opened after the light disappeared.

"I knew that only you could pass the certification." Xingchuan Hui, who was standing behind him and saw this scene, folded his arms unsurprisingly, "If this is some kind of game or animation, you should be the one chosen by the world. The chosen one."

"Don't talk nonsense, I don't have one." Looking at the bright corridor outside the door, Tang Ze took the lead and walked in, not forgetting to retort, "If you want to ask this question, please ask my parents."

They walked into the maintenance passage. After trying to skip class directly into the tunnel to no avail, Tang Ze could only follow the direction of the passage in frustration and arrived at this door.

Unsurprisingly, certification was required, and equally unsurprisingly, Karasawa passed.

If the Tangze couple were really so awesome, how on earth were they killed by the organization? But if they were not so awesome, who did all this?

Tang Ze, who couldn't think of an answer, shook his head and stood at the end of the corridor, looking at the familiar three triangles representing K, silently.

"Permissions are being confirmed."

"Permission confirmed."

It was the same electronic female voice without fluctuations. The three triangles flickered slightly, and the two small triangles disappeared silently.

The largest triangle suddenly turned 90 degrees after a few flashes and turned into a downward pointing arrow.

Tangze was speechless with it for a few seconds. After confirming again and again that it was the radiant mechanism, he stretched out his hand and pressed it reluctantly.

It's strange why when this symbol is mentioned, even solving puzzles becomes like a trap.

Could this be part of the Sera family's Riddler buff?

After a mechanical sound, the wall in front of him cracked from the middle.

No, I should say, the elevator door opened.

"Is this a downward elevator?" Seeing the exposed space, Asai Narumi was a little surprised, "Is this a shortcut that can go directly to the bottom?"

It’s outrageous enough that symbols fill the impression space and even the halls of those involved in the organization, but the Karasawa family always seems to come up with something new.

Although I don’t know what happened or how it was done, but in short, it’s really awesome.

They had already found this place, so there was no reason not to go down and have a look. After a brief discussion, they entered the elevator without objection.

No matter what, it was a sign left by Tangze's father, and it couldn't be anything harmful.

After everyone walked in, the elevator door closed and started automatically.

"There are no buttons and no display." After looking around the circular elevator, Miyano Akemi concluded, "Ark, can you feel where the elevator's destination is?"

"...No." The data stream in his eyes flashed for a moment, and Noah seemed to have encountered an incomprehensible situation, his expression was confused, "To be precise, I haven't sensed the information in front of me since I just left the platform. really weird."

"Is it because this, like the area below, is a location that we couldn't explore?"

"Maybe, it's a bit similar to not being able to sense what's going on below."

"This feeling of weightlessness when falling...this elevator is quite fast."

"If it's so fast, it's been running for too long, right? Where is this going? Is it the bottom of the subway?"

"The space here is inherently different from the real world."

"It makes sense..."

The discussions among the teammates gradually seemed to be separated by a layer of water mist, and they gradually became indistinct.

Tang Ze stood in front of the elevator door with a sullen face, nervously waiting for the elevator to arrive.

An indescribable feeling was slowly creeping up his touch. It was like a strange excitement, but also like a premonition of danger and tension. It forced his attention to focus, and he could only focus. He stared at his reflection in the smooth mirror in front of him.

"Ding dong——"

After a long descent, the elevator door finally reopened, and along with it, Tangze's reflection split in the middle and slowly disappeared.

I don't know whether it was the twist of light caused by the metal corner or the illusion caused by Tang Ze's high concentration. The moment the edge of the door slid open, he seemed to see himself in the reflection and smiled.

"This, here is..." Looking at the strange sight revealed, several people's eyes widened in unison.

This is an extremely empty rotunda, so empty that one can't help but want to lower the volume for fear of disturbing something.

"...Clock? Watch? Is that an hour hand?" Miyano Akemi turned around in a circle and looked at the spectacle in front of her with a surprised tone, "It's very similar to that, that..."

"It's very similar to Dali's "The Melting Clock."" Asai Narumi said her unspoken description.

Up, down, left, right, all directions, clocks, watches, as big as Big Ben, as small as the countdown window on a stopwatch, countless dials, hands, and even bright red and fluorescent green LCD numbers fill the entire space. It seems like everything in the world that can symbolize time has been stuffed into this place without any logic.

As if affected by some special physical rules, they have lost their original shapes one after another, becoming flat and twisted. Some are like a crescent moon, floating in the air, and some seem to melt and adhere directly to the surrounding shapes, as if It turned into a soft piece of cloth.

Weird, strange, strange, with a special kind of beauty, making everyone speechless for a while.

Tang Ze stood among these strange clocks and numbers, and the subtle tinnitus in his ears gradually became clearer, gradually louder, and gradually became deafening.

"...akira, baby, this means light, yes, A——KI——RA——"

"...Your name is Akira? This is such a nice name..."

"...Escape, Azhao, hurry up, run!!!"

"Tang Zezhao, right? Don't worry about me, I can't leave alive. You have to..."

"...Sister! Kumail, please, no, no-"

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"Joker?" After looking around for several times, Miyano Akemi finally calmed down and patted her chest. She was about to discuss the situation here with her teammates. When she turned around, she realized that Karasawa seemed to be standing abnormally. The ground hasn't moved for a long time.

"What's wrong? Leader, leader?" He called twice, but received no response. Xingchuan Hui frowned and walked around to the front of Tangze.

Because of the blindfold on his face, they couldn't see Tang Ze's eyes clearly, but they could clearly see——

Strings of tears poured out from the edge of his eye patch and were rolling down his cheeks.

Tang Ze raised his hands, covered his ears, and slowly squatted down in front of everyone's shocked and worried eyes.

The name of the subway in the original work is indeed after the Ten Demon Kings of the Tree of Life in reverse Kabbalah. The Chinese version did not realize it because the Chinese team did not have a literal translation.