The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

"desire?"

"anything?"

The two policemen looked at Sato with an expression that didn't look like he was joking. They thought about it for a moment and fast forwarded to the question of which kindergarten the child should go to.

"Any wish, can I have a thousand eel rice?"

"I'm going to live in the castle of Dorobica Paradise!"

“I want to go to the International Space Station!”

The three real elementary school students became restless and gave out their biggest wishes one after another. Compared with making a real wish, it sounded more like a fantasy for fun.

Sato Miwako looked down at them funny, and the three of them agreed cheerfully: "Of course."

When her father passed away, she was almost the same age as these children. The difficulties she encountered back then would be the same for a group of children.

Of course she couldn't expect these children to solve the mystery that had troubled her for more than ten years. No matter how unreasonable her wish was, she would only respond in a funny way.

Thinking of this, she looked at the last two elementary school students who were silent.

"Well, I want PRADA's new leather bag." Haihara Ai tilted his head.

"Can I get a ticket for this Football World Cup?" Conan pointed to his face and asked with a smile.

"Uh, yes, yes..." Sato Miwako nodded stiffly.

These two children are horribly realistic, and judging from their looks, they are answering completely seriously...

Looking back at her two colleagues, whose brows were furrowed as if they were deep in thought, Miwako Sato glanced past them and looked at the last companion present.

Kitagawa Yusuke, eating a chocolate bar.

It seemed like it was shared with him by elementary school students who brought snacks with them... A high school student was quite comfortable eating elementary school student snacks all day long.

Feeling Sato Miwako's gaze, Karasawa turned his head and looked back in confusion.

Look at what I'm doing. Although I can answer you directly now, it's obvious that some people are very much looking forward to fulfilling your wish, so I don't mind it.

"Wish, don't you have a wish, Kitagawa-kun?" Seeing that he was completely out of sorts, Sato Miwako reminded him.

Although the possibility that these children can answer her questions is not high, it is good to listen to their conditions and use it as motivation.

She knew that the case had already reached a dead end, but she could not give up on this case no matter who gave up.

Even if they get the truth, they are still helpless against the real culprit, and she will not give up.

"Of course I have a wish." After biting a chocolate bar, Tangze replied calmly, "But I'm neither good at solving puzzles nor solving crimes, so forget it. Besides, I won't ask anyone casually. Someone else made a wish.”

"Why do you say that?" Answers like "Be strong and refuse to rely on others" instinctively flashed through your mind. Miwako Sato asked in a friendly manner.

She understood that children like Kitagawa Yusuke, whose parents had died and who grew up relying on the support of others, usually had strong self-esteem and the desire to grow independently without relying on anyone, but she felt that there was nothing wrong with listening to the other person's wishes. .

"Wishes are desires. When you make a wish to others, you are actually transferring your desires to others." After talking about the rules that are truly established in this world, Tangze said calmly, "Leave it to others to satisfy your desires. , this is a kind of contract, but also a kind of robbery. Be careful when making wishes, beautiful police lady."

Conan, who was listening casually, caught these key words and turned to look at Kitagawa Yusuke carefully.

Looking at this guy's unconventional appearance and style of doing things, sometimes he doesn't realize that he is actually a member of the Phantom Thieves of the Heart and has access to the world over there.

It seemed like this was being said to Miwako Sato, but in reality, it felt like she was referring to that strange wish-making website.

If wishes and desires are equated, then that website is like a small window staring into the abyss, and it is indeed likely to lead to eternal disaster.

"...Kitagawa-kun, accidents are a very serious type." Sato Miwako was stunned by his serious words. She was very surprised.

"I've always been serious. Did I tell you a joke?" What she responded to was Kitagawa Yusuke's serious expression of confusion.

"Well..."

"Oh, you're not Xiao Meihe, are you?" A slightly surprised voice came from the side.

Sato Miwako breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly pulled away from the awkward look with Kitagawa Yusuke, turning to look at the lady who called her affectionately.

"Ah, Ms. Choko the Divine Bird! There are several other powerful gentlemen." Seeing the person clearly, Sato Miwako smiled, "Why did you come here together?"

The four people who caught her eye were very familiar to her. They were her father's friends during his lifetime.

"Any acquaintances?" Wataru Takagi walked up behind Sato Miwako and asked, scanning the faces of these people one by one.

If the death of Masayoshi Sato is regarded as a homicide, then the first thing that should be investigated is his interpersonal network.

He couldn't explain why he had such an association. Maybe it was his detective instinct...

"Yes, these are my dad's teammates on the baseball team in high school." Miwako Sato, who probably understood why they met here by chance, smiled and rolled her eyes.

She has always admired her father, who was tall, talkative, and kind to others. Whether it was at school, at work, or in the neighborhood where they lived, her father was a respected and beloved figure.

She couldn't help but feel relieved when she thought about being remembered by her high school friends after so many years.

"This is my dad's best ranking, Mr. Hidero Saruwatari, the pitcher, Shuji Kano, who is known for his excellent arm strength tutorials, Mitsuo Inamata, the trustworthy and stable fourth bat, and of course, the beautiful team manager Miss Divine Bird Choko!”

"Oh, why are you being so polite? She is an old woman in her fifties." The sacred bird Choiko who greeted her smiled and took Miwako Sato's arm, "Miwako-chan is now a beautiful girl."

"Why did you come here together today?" Sato Miwako did not refuse her gentle pat on her hand and looked at these old friends of her father.

"We haven't gotten together for many years. It's the right time, so we made an appointment to go out for a drink." Hidero Saruwatari placed the prepared paper flowers next to the white chrysanthemum and patted the lamppost twice. "Come here and talk to the captain. Hello."

"Well, if I didn't invite him in the past, he would be angry." Taking out a small bouquet of baby's breath, Kano Shuji solemnly placed it at one end of the zebra crossing.

"We're still at the izakaya. If you're free after work, come and sit." Shendori Chouko patted Miwako Sato's arm lovingly, "Being a police officer is hard, right?"

"No, the police is the career I have always longed for. Thank you anyway." Sato Miwako was very impressed by this elder-like concern and responded with a bright smile.

The melodious violin music sounded, and Shiratori Rensaburo, who was standing aside to watch their conversation, quickly took out his mobile phone and answered the call: "Hello, Megure Police Department, this is Shiratori. Oh, now, we are at the Fourth Street of Cupido Town. Chome..."

Takagi Wataru couldn't help but look sideways after hearing the title clearly.

Seriously, you set a violin ringtone for the Memu Police Department? You may be a little too deliberate with your cup decoration.

"What, someone discovered a suspicious person who was suspected of being an arsonist?!" Shiratori's voice suddenly became louder.

"Yes, we found someone similar to the portrait you gave. Please rush to Shinagawa 6-chome as soon as possible to assist in the pursuit!" Megure Thirteen's serious voice came from the receiver.

"Yes, come right now!" Shiratori Rensaburo agreed with a sonorous voice. He turned his head and was about to greet his colleagues. When he saw the group of children, his movements couldn't help but stagnate.

Oh, yes, there are so many children here who have been called, and we have to find a way to send them back first.

"Have you found the arsonist?!" Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya, who had sharp ears, was already jumping up and down. "Should the witnesses assist in the pursuit?"

It sounds exciting and exciting, so cool, and it fits his imagination of the life of a detective.

He has been looking forward to this kind of chase scene between police and robbers that can only be seen in TV series for a long time!

"I want to go too, I want to go too!" Genta Kojima jumped up and looked very restless.

"Otherwise, I will stay and follow them..." Sato Miwako, who had a headache, rubbed her hair.

After all, they are citizens who provide clues to assist the police, or they are a group of children. They cannot really be left alone.

"You go with them." Kitagawa Yusuke, who had already finished showing off the entire bag of snacks, suddenly said, "I will be responsible for sending these children back."

"Hey, why is this like this!"

"No, I want to follow you too..."

Tang Ze turned around, looked down at the noisy children, turned to look at Conan, suddenly blinked and winked.

It took Conan a few seconds to realize what the other party meant, and he couldn't help but be secretly surprised.

Are these guys from the Phantom Thieves like Peter Pan? They are particularly tolerant of children and so on...

But since the other party hoped to use this method to appease the naughty kid, Conan hesitated for a moment, and had to lower his voice and explain to several classmates in a low voice: "This person, uh, Brother Kitagawa, is actually a friend of Brother Joker..."

"What?! He is -" Yoshida Ayumi, who jumped up immediately, was about to blurt out, but Haihara Ai next to her quickly covered her mouth with her eyes and hands, preventing her from saying the most important word.

Of course, she knew exactly what was going on with Kitagawa Yusuke.

Because there was one more Siamese cat in the villa, oh no, now there were two, and Haiyuan Ai was forced to strengthen the disinfection standards for entering and exiting the laboratory, she sighed in frustration.

If you like to deal with detectives, do you want to include low-level detectives in the first grade of elementary school? Your defense range is too wide, right? Karasawa...

After receiving his sister's silent condemnation, Tang Ze shrugged, turned his head and nodded at the policemen who were looking at each other in confusion: "Well, they are all very obedient and good children. Don't worry, officers."

"Oh, oh, okay..." Miwako Sato hesitated for a moment, and finally chose to believe this guy who didn't look very reliable, "I'll leave it to you, kids."

"Let's go, it's faster to take the underground passage on the left."

"Oops, I seem to have forgotten to bring handcuffs when I came out..."

"Takagi, you are such a careless guy. You didn't even have time to go back and get it!"

"Well, I didn't expect to suddenly hunt down the criminal..."

"The police should be ready at all times. There are so many things waiting for you to do one by one... Really, take this."

"Well, it's already rusty."

"Because this is my father's relic. I don't have many handcuffs for you."

"Huh? Wouldn't it be a good idea to give it to me directly..."

"They are all old handcuffs. I only wear them as a talisman."

"A-talisman? But, didn't your father die in the line of duty..."

"Why, if you think it's unlucky, just give it back to me."

"No, no, no..."

"... Damn it, there is such a trick. If I had known, I would have said I didn't bring it."

"Huh? What are you muttering about, Shiratori?"

Several children stood on the side of the road, watching speechlessly as the three policemen ran to their vehicles after an exchange.

"Even the police are not very reliable." Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya, who is like a little adult, complained directly.

"No, it's just because he's a policeman that he's unreliable. Right, Kaitou brother?" Ayumi Yoshida, who had completely understood after Conan's tactful hint, looked at Kitagawa Yusuke with shining eyes, "Are you also a Kaitou? Do you have your own code name? Just like Brother Joker."

As the Phantom Thieves become more active, the naughty kids who have been saved two lives by Joker have repeatedly raised their evaluation of them. Recently, the status of the Phantom Thieves-related peripherals has temporarily surpassed that of Masked Superman trading cards in the hearts of the three of them.

Although I briefly came into contact with several other Phantom Thieves in the holographic game, I was still excited when I saw a certified Phantom Thief standing in front of them in a normal state.

"The work of the police is also very important. Maintaining order by simply relying on a simple sense of right and wrong is not enough." After correcting the naughty child's bullying behavior, Tang Zecai shrugged, "Okay, my code name is Fox. But you still Just call me Kitagawa."

"Fox..." Conan was stunned when he heard this code name for the first time.

Regarding the codename of the Phantom Thieves, he really hadn't studied it, and he didn't even think of asking for the codenames of everyone in the Phantom Thieves.

Considering that he's probably the closest thing to the Phantom Thieves to a normal person in the world, this seems like a bit of a remission.

"Fox? A strange code name." Haihara Ai, the ordinary person closest to the Phantom Thieves in the true sense, curled his lips and had a subtle premonition.

Tangze is a person who likes to fabricate non-existent fake identities for himself to go out for activities. Considering his situation and needs, it is understandable to do so.

But according to his attitude, is it possible that he will arrange a code name for all his false identities? There are actually only a few people who created the Phantom Thieves, but the list seems to have dozens of people in Uyang Uyang...

It's quite spectacular when you think about it.

"So, you came to the police station this time to investigate this serial arson case, right?" After receiving his approval, Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya became excited, "I know that the Phantom Thieves will not sit idly by in any case. Ignore it.”

"That's great, but it's a pity that the police are about to catch him. I also want to see the Phantom Thieves sending out warning letters to people..." Genta Kojima, who basically regarded the Phantom Thieves of Heart as an alternative tokusatsu hero, issued The regretful sigh of not being able to watch the scene.

Conan, who was still thinking about the rules for naming the Phantom Thieves' codenames, couldn't help but glance at him.

Not to mention that they have super powers and can transform into exaggerated monster thieves when activated. If you say that they belong to a special photo studio, it seems to be no problem...

"We don't always send out notices." Tang Ze, who actually has no interest in writing so many essays, reminded me warmly.

Knowing that they are being targeted by the Phantom Thieves is a prerequisite for them to beat the shadows and the master of the palace.

As for the Phantom Thieves, who are now well-known throughout Japan, they don't actually need such detailed trailers to cast a shadow. Some people may even default to becoming the target of the Phantom Thieves without even being informed because of their guilty conscience.

This is quite convenient. Even if there is an artificial intelligence cyberspace to send letters, Tang Ze still feels tired writing the opening poem all day long.

"I understand, I understand. Only the big villains need to send special warning letters, I understand!" Yoshida Ayumi nodded vigorously, "Fighting the boss is different from fighting the mobs!"

Don't tell me, it's true.

Tang Ze nodded with deep understanding.

"However, although the police are indeed about to catch the criminal, we can still go and give them a helping hand." As soon as the words changed, Tang Zetu asked, "Are you interested in assisting the Phantom Thieves and helping the police who are about to encounter danger? ?”

"Can it?!" the three children exclaimed in unison, their eyes brightening completely.

After being excited for a few seconds, Tsuburaya Mitsuhiko slumped his shoulders and was a little discouraged: "But the police have already driven away, and we don't even know where they have gone."

"Yes, I should have eavesdropped on what the police were saying on the phone." Yoshida Ayumi made an ominous declaration.

Conan, who couldn't listen anymore, raised his hand and interrupted his classmate's desperate thoughts: "When I was on the road just now, I used the online map I found on my mobile phone to draw it. If I guessed correctly, the police might be Near Shinagawa 6-chome.”

"Have you discovered the next place to set fire?" Haihara Ai looked at Conan in surprise, "Not bad, Detective-kun."

It seems that, if nothing else, the respect that Karasawa and the others have for the detective's intelligence is indeed not exaggerated.

These guys' sense of crime is almost too sharp.

Conan, who became an elementary school student after eating a sap because of his excessive sensitivity, confidently showed the punctuation points he drew on the map: "Look, these locations are where the first five fires occurred. What if, here in Shinagawa? If a fire breaks out, such a word will be directly formed on the map."

"Prisoner, wrote a word 'fire' on the map?" Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya touched his chin as he leaned over to look at his phone screen, "You still remember to spare the police, you are worthy of you, Conan, that's enough Despicable."

"What nonsense are you talking about? The main reason is that since the portraits have been given to the police, there will be no next fire. What difference does it make if you tell them or not?" Conan, who felt deeply that he had been slandered, denied it.

"Then we can be one step ahead of the police and find the arsonist!" Yoshida Ayumi clenched her fist and looked around at several people, "Well, then who will pay for the taxi..."

Taxi prices in Japan are quite expensive. It is impossible for an elementary school student with only a few cents of pocket money to pay for a taxi with a poor monster thief who wants them to buy snacks.

"No need, someone will take us there." Tang Ze turned his head, looked at the vehicle approaching quickly on the other side of the road, and raised his chin, "The car is here."

The black SUV stopped on the side of the road, the window was rolled down, and Hoshikawa Fai, whose lower half of his face was covered tightly with a practical mask, glared reproachfully at the group leader who suddenly caught him off guard.

Goro Akechi also had his own schedule. He was originally working at the office for Karasawa, but he was suddenly called by a message to be the driver. He had to change out of Akechi's clothes quickly. Teru Hoshikawa was still quite tall.

After thinking about it, he tilted his head towards several people: "Get in the car."