The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

"What are the test results?" Xingchuan Hui asked as he looked up at the busy command room in front of him and saw Mumu Shisan walking over with a serious expression after answering the phone.

"You were half right, brother Akechi. They checked the situation on the train as quickly as possible. As you guessed, no items suspected of bombs were found on the train." Megure Thirteen glanced at the time. , emphasized, "The time is almost up. If you can't think of a way, you two, I have to prepare a press release to inform the media..."

At this moment, his phone was dialed again.

"Hey, oh, brother Kudo! Do you have any ideas?" Hearing the long-lost voice, Megure Thirteen couldn't help but raise his voice, feeling a little excited.

With Kudo's character, if he hadn't discovered the exact answer to the problem, he wouldn't have taken the initiative to make this call!

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Hiding in a public phone booth, paying attention to the movements of his classmates with his peripheral vision, Conan spoke to the other side of the receiver.

Several elementary school students who had been persuaded by him and temporarily gave up their strange heroic thinking were standing outside the convenience store, studying something in a low voice around Kitagawa Yusuke's sleeping cat wrapped in his coat.

Siam was lying in Kitagawa Yusuke's arms, turning over lazily, ignoring the children who were gesticulating and making trouble around him, and his temper was surprisingly good.

Should I say that I am lucky to have Kitagawa Yusuke here today? Conan suddenly felt a sense of relief that he had used cat cans or something to immobilize all the disobedient kittens.

"If the train travels at a speed lower than 60 kilometers, the bomb will be detonated. At the same time, if the sun sets, the bomb will also be detonated... The similarity between the two conditions is actually the light." Withdrawing his distracted gaze. , Conan gave his own thinking results.

"Light? You mean, there is a certain relationship between the murderer's design and the light?" Megure Thirteen, whose eyebrows twitched twice, couldn't help but glance at Goro Akechi, who was standing aside.

Hoshikawa Teru, who was standing with everyone, listened to the voice on the other side of the call and felt confused about his gaze, but still followed the rules when playing Akechi Goro and showed a standard smile.

I could feel the suddenness and confidence from his smile, and Mu Mu Shisan was also a little emotional.

It was around the time when the people who dispersed began to race against time to check the track lines, Akechi also put forward a similar hypothesis, to the effect that, just like the principle commonly used for speed measuring instruments on the road, the mechanism designed by the murderer is likely to It has functions such as "infrared", so we hope that the inspectors will try not to get too close to the railway track or the pipe network on both sides, so as not to be covered by the shadow of the inspector and accidentally touch a bomb or something.

The two young men's ideas coincided with each other. They were indeed detectives who had made a name for themselves in the Tokyo area, and they were shining young people.

"Yes. I think the bomb should be installed between the tracks of the ring line. It is a time bomb that has been activated and is automatically set for a little more than 12 seconds." Conan said firmly. , "The murderer designed a photosensitive switch for the bomb in advance as a condition for the countdown to start."

Quickly flipping through the pages where he had written simple calculations, Conan described the calculation process and then gave his calculation results.

"The length of a single carriage of the Dongdu Circular Line train is about 20 meters, and the entire train is about 200 meters long. So as long as the vehicle cannot pass the same position within 12 seconds, it means that the vehicle speed is lower than 60 kilometers per hour. Countdown will be completed, but on the contrary, as long as the vehicle passes and the light resumes, the countdown will be terminated and reset..."

"So, the so-called detonation after the sun sets is because after the sun sets, the mechanism that loses light will activate itself and then explode?" After reacting, Mu Mu Shisan tightened his phone and became a little excited.

"Yes. I have already checked. It is a sunny day in the Tokyo area today. The sunset time is 18:06. You still have one hour, Officer Megure." Conan, whose reasoning was approved, was relieved and leaned back. On the glass door of the phone booth, "So, as long as the trains sailing on the circular line are allowed to enter the station immediately or change routes, leave the entire circular line rails, and then screen the location of the bomb in time for processing, the losses can be suppressed. to the minimum.”

"I understand." After hanging up the phone, Megure Thirteen looked at the person in charge of the railway management department standing in front, "Director Sakata, you heard it too."

"Okay, I understand." Nodding, the director took a few steps forward, completely took over control of the command center, and began to arrange for the moving vehicles to be diverted and enter the station, "Car No. 11, in 3 minutes Transfer to the freight train line at Shibahama Station! Emergency evacuation of vehicles on the freight line..."

Seeing this, Akechi Goro raised his hand and clapped gently: "Is this the famous Kudo Shinichi? He can win against an easy-chair detective thousands of miles away, and he can do it so well. It's amazing."

Mouri Kogoro heard a hint of sarcasm in his "easy chair detective" and turned to look at him in surprise.

"This case is indeed caused by that boy, but he shouldn't be called an armchair detective. Anyway, he is... huh? No." At this point, Mouri Kogoro frowned, "He is not in Tokyo. If so, then who did Xiaolan ask to go out to watch a movie?"

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"After all, Xiaolan, you are not even sure whether Kudo will come tonight, so you bought two tickets with such certainty." Suzuki Sonoko, who was sitting opposite Mao Lilan, looked at her makeup and looked solemn. My best friend curled her lips in displeasure, "He didn't even give a clear answer as to whether you can come."

For an important day, especially the other person's birthday, if you dress up so carefully and end up being let go, it will be miserable no matter how you think about it, right?

I really hope that reasoning madman can take a good look at Xiaolan like this.

"I just think that his birthday is also a very important day. I think that even if he can't come to see me, he should still give me an answer." Warming his hands with the hot drink in his hand, Mao Lilan touched the fresh red hair on his body Jacket, bent his eyes at Suzuki Sonoko and smiled, "Even if he really can't come to see me for the time being, it's better to have a definite deadline."

"You're right. It feels like I haven't seen him for a long time." After estimating the last time she saw Kudo Shinichi, Suzuki Sonoko was speechless. "It's very strange that he didn't even say hello to us." It’s too much.”

"Yes, waiting indefinitely will really wear down your patience." Rubbing the smooth rim of the cup, Mao Lilan shook his head, "I hope I can wait for the answer this time."

"That's you. If I were to be ignored by someone like this and no one could be seen except the phone, I would have dumped him long ago." Suzuki Sonoko said, waving her hand boldly.

"Well, it's the same even if the other person is a handsome guy?" Mao Lilan couldn't help teasing after hearing this.

"Handsome guy, it depends on what kind of handsome guy he is. And if he doesn't love me, I won't cling to him." Suzuki Sonoko spread her hands, "I want to have a sweet relationship. Also, it’s not like I just want to see a handsome face. If I just want to see faces, it’s the same when I watch movies and TV, right?”

"Your thoughts are surprisingly clear..."

"I've always thought clearly, right?"

"But the premise is that we must start with appearance, right?"

"Of course... huh?"

Putting a spoonful of cake to his mouth with a smile, Suzuki Sonoko felt something red and bright flashing in the corner of his sight.

She turned her head and looked in the direction where the movement came from.

They are currently sitting in the booths of the afternoon tea restaurant. The height of seven floors is enough for them to have a clear view of the street view below, which also includes the JR station that is supposed to be above the road and the train lines that cross the road.

The flashing thing was in that direction. She looked over and saw the orange-red detonating light and the smoke that rose instantly.

"What's going on? Did it explode?!" For a moment, she thought of the news that had been playing on the TV in the restaurant. Suzuki Sonoko became nervous and moved her body slightly away from the floor-to-ceiling windows.

She said that if the closed lines are stopped operating, there is basically no way to escape explosions, threats, attacks and other incidents.

If the police handled this inappropriately and an explosion occurred...

Although it was a little far away from the railway bridge, she still instinctively wanted to stay as far away from the possible explosion source as possible, for fear of the impact of the shock wave.

"It doesn't look like an explosion." Mao Lilan, whose attention was also attracted, carefully observed the position below for a while, and said hesitantly, "The gray smoke... is more like fireworks?"

The next moment, as if to prove her words, a shining point of light rose from the center of the explosion and exploded violently against the bright red background of dusk.

"Special effects fireworks?" Suzuki Sonoko, who was feeling relaxed again, looked at it carefully for a while, "It seems to be an English word? Know?"

At the same time, not only were the two female high school students sitting in the restaurant witnessing this scene, but also the police who were organizing investigations intensively, trying to solve the problem before the explosion, and the media who were still taking aerial photos to follow the progress of the entire incident. , all noticed this scene at the first time.

Wearing soundproof headphones, the reporter standing next to the helicopter door suddenly became excited, and his tone suddenly went up two octaves: "Viewers, have you seen it! The new situation that just happened! The Dongdu Ring There was an explosion on the track. No, it shouldn’t be said to be an explosion. It should be said to be a slightly strange fireworks. Our camera faithfully recorded this scene, let’s take a closer look!”

In line with his impassioned explanation, the photographer beside him changed the focus in response, trying to zoom in and observe the gray-white smoke that had not yet dispersed in the lens.

"Oh! We seem to have seen something! That is-"

"drop--"

Kuroba Kaito pressed the standby button on the remote control and threw it aside with a bored expression. He imitated the reporter's voice on TV and automatically completed the parts he hadn't heard: "——' "Phantom Thieves of the Heart's Preview Letter"! Hey, I told them that if you fill it with gunpowder, the actual effect will only be part of the explosion. But the guy actually said, "That's why I Let me ask you what materials are playing cards made of?'"

When he saw that line of words, Kuroba Kaito could not help but roll his eyes again as he had already imagined the obvious expression on the other person's face.

He is indeed a phantom thief who pays great attention to ritual and visual effects, but that is because he is still a magician in essence, including his predecessor Kidd, his father, as well.

Moreover, with the gorgeous sound and light effects of magic, the danger is left to the performers themselves. These guys are basically robbers...

"They use special materials to make warning letters and stuff them into explosive bags. It's no different from a fragmentation grenade?!" Kuroba Kaito couldn't help but raise his voice as the poker gun in his hand did have a certain degree of lethality. "Can't we use other methods, such as spraying a logo on the side? I have to use this method..."

"Master, spray painting on the rails should be more expensive for the railway than cleaning some warning letters." Terai Huangnosuke, who put tea on the table in front of him, reminded him gently, "When they detonate We also paid attention to igniting the fire when no one was nearby."

"But if you do this, the cost itself will be higher..." Thinking of the extravagant and wasteful style of this group of people, the Phantom Thief, who could only make out the money, picked up the tea cup and let out a sad sigh, "Where are they? It’s so much money.”

"We didn't lose money by selling them special paper raw materials, Master." Terai Huangnosuke reminded again.

"Hey..." He picked up the gray-black crystal from his hand and once again used the magnifying glass to look closer. Kuroba Kaito sighed, and his momentum suddenly dropped again, "Anyway, I hope you won't find out about me. let's go."

Although he felt that the police would not connect them arbitrarily, and he almost never left any special playing cards as evidence, he still thought that when he used a poker gun in the future, he might one day be arrested by the police. Discovering his connection to the Phantom Thieves of Heart...

Again, I really can’t afford to embarrass this person.

"Hurry up and improve the formula. Please ask your friend, Grandpa Terai!"

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"The Phantom Thieves of the Heart?" He let out an almost weird cry. Conan covered his mouth and made sure that no one on the left and right noticed his movements before he raised the receiver of the public telephone booth again.

"The email has been sent to Kudo brother." When things happened, Megure Thirteen, who was shot back, also had a headache on his face, "We found bombs that were defused in advance at the scene, and, uh, every location There are probably more than 200 preview letters for the Phantom Thieves of Heart."

Why is it not surprising at all?

Finally remembering what he seemed to have forgotten, Conan pressed his temples.

Such a big thing happened, and he didn't even send a notification to joker. This kind of behavior was full of intentions of trying to impress him.

He was so engrossed in this case of explosive threats against him that he almost forgot that even if he didn't notify him, he would still have the locator installed by Joker on him.

It seemed that my failure to communicate the progress of the case to the other party in time this time had somewhat angered the group of Phantom Thieves, who also unilaterally intervened in the case without notifying me.

Even if he didn't solve the puzzle, what would explode would only be five prank-like declaration letters, challenging the prisoner who originally came for him with an absolutely provocative attitude.

Theoretically, he should thank them properly. Even if he didn't ventilate beforehand, this move would be a way to share the pressure for him. But when Joker's narrow smile flashed before his eyes, he still couldn't help but feel a throbbing pain in his head again. He pressed his temples again.

Unaware of the complex emotions of the people on the other side of the phone, Mu Mu Shisan then explained: "They should have set off five specially customized fireworks. According to the order of the circular line, there were five words in sequence - 'We know who you are'. Well, it sounds like you're talking about the prisoner."

"If you look at the Phantom Thieves of the Heart, maybe they can really know who the culprit is." Conan was slightly excited for a moment, but soon realized that this meant that he would have to take the initiative to contact Joker, and the mood that had just risen fell again.

Damn it, this is basically forcing him to apologize for not sharing his information first...

After hanging up the phone and walking out of the phone booth, Conan looked at Yusuke Kitagawa, who was sketching for a while with a few elementary school students, and walked over quickly: "I've finished the call, you can go, Mr. Kitagawa."

"Are you done?" Kitagawa Yusuke nodded after finishing the last stroke. He put Nekko, who was already sleeping soundly, on his shoulder. He distributed several cat sketches in his hand to several children, and did not forget to praise them. Two sentences about the paintings in their hands, "They are all very good. You are very talented."

"Really!"

"Wow, I never thought I could be a painter!"

Conan's eyes swept over the grotesque paintings on the hands of several children, which barely showed the shape of animals, and the corners of his mouth twitched twice.

These naughty children are already confident enough. Don't talk nonsense just to coax them. Give them a little false confidence. I really don't know what will happen to them later.

"It's really interesting. I didn't understand the significance of providing electronic payment channels in public phone booths before, but I finally understand it today." Kitagawa Yusuke looked down at the short Conan, pushed the cat up, and sighed, "It's true. People who use mobile phones to call public phones.”

"Well, I accidentally took Shinichi's brother's phone number. I left my phone with the doctor. There's nothing I can do..." Conan, who was laughing awkwardly, tried to explain.

Kitagawa Yusuke nodded, as if he didn't intend to care about this matter. He just patted the milk tea-white two-color cat hair on his black pants and said calmly: "It's getting late. I have to go back to the dormitory. If I don't leave now, Maybe we won’t be able to make it in time for the school gate to close.”

I really plan to walk back to Abeido Town from here...

After looking at him in shock for a while, Conan thought of something and moved his eyes to the cat on his shoulder: "Well, what about this cat..."

A high school student who has difficulty feeding himself does not have the conditions to raise a cat, not to mention that he still lives in the school dormitory and does not even have an independent personal residence.

"I will leave it with my friend. You are not allowed to bring it into the school dormitory." After stroking the cat's soft back, Kitagawa Yusuke smiled and said, "Don't worry, nekko will be well taken care of."

Hearing this name again, Conan still felt speechless "..."