The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

"That is to say, not only detectives, but also the police believe in this suspicious group. I really don't understand whether the world is crazy or I am crazy."

"I know they sound a bit reliable, but please, if you believe in the justice they advocate, wouldn't that mean that the safety of the public is completely dependent on the personal morality of a few people?"

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"Ah, Chief Hattori Police Headquarters, I know that he is also a policeman that I admire very much. He is an outstanding detective among contemporary criminal police. Hey, do you know him? Oh, tell me about it?"

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"Oh my God, this case of yours, hiccup, is really too much. I said, Tang Zejun, right? Why don't you appeal for this reason? Huh? I don't know who to sue?"

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"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu The prosecution called back and conducted additional searches..."

"My work was not recognized by Hiccup. As a result, they woke up more than I did to a group of Phantom Thieves who didn't even know Hiccup's name!"

Tangze picked up the oolong tea at hand, added two ice cubes to it, and let Yamamura Cao, who was swaying from drinking, put his arms around his shoulders and put his entire weight on him.

As an ordinary grassroots criminal police officer, his main job is to organize searches, not to be the person in charge of criminal investigation. He belongs to the type of police officer with a simple life resume and simple work experience.

To put it simply, he is more like a police officer in charge of public security than a police officer responsible for major and important cases.

Such an easy-to-deceive policeman, with superb speaking skills, and the talkative Tang Ze didn't even need inducing questions and answers. After a few glasses of beer and some appropriate echoes, Yamamura Cao, who still felt grievances in his heart, almost made himself cry.

Shimabukuro Kimie, who was sitting not far behind them, shook his head and said unbearably: "Mr. Yamamura, he must be quite old. Why does he look like a child?"

From the moment Yamamura Cao walked out of the hotel, the Phantom Thieves and his crew completed tight control, surrounding him and monitoring his movements from a distance away.

But looking at the current situation, facing this extremely green policeman, they sent out so many people, which was really a surplus of manpower.

"I don't know how Officer Yamamura completes his training on weekdays. His anti-investigation awareness is ridiculously poor." Sitting at the other end of the bar, Hoshikawa Teru, who had heard all of Yamamura's drunken nonsense, couldn't help complaining into his headphones, "If we were really evil-minded gangsters, his body would have floated into the Pacific Ocean by now."

Asai Narumi, who was pouring sake into the cup, was amused by his statement and spilled two drops with a shake of his hand.

Obviously, Yamamura's comments about being a suspicious person on the one hand and an urban legend on the other have angered Teru Hoshikawa, who regards the Phantom Thieves as his entire life.

"Relax a little, the leader himself is not angry, he is still smiling and agreeing with him." Asai Narumi reassured, "His worries are understandable."

"You can laugh if you want, Karasawa. He formed the Phantom Thieves, and he can disband them on the spot if he wants to, but that's not the reason for others to slander us." Hoshikawa Teru snorted and scoffed at Yamamura Soo's doubts. "Like an unreasonable child."

"Just because he is a child, the leader will be interested in his news." Asai Naomi, who knew Hoshikawa Teru's life gate very well, said lightly, and easily silenced the other party, "If he really forgets the innocence of his childhood Given our wishes and the friends we had at the time, we would not have gone to such trouble to make such a trip.”

Today's series of plans is to approach Yamamura Cao reasonably and quickly get closer to him - the members of the Phantom Thieves who are responsible for the specific implementation naturally know the ins and outs.

The big luminous white egg standing in their laboratory is just waiting for the last piece of information to be put together before it can officially enter the resurrection reading.

Through the two aspects of the organization and the palace of Feng Guling, combined with the family background information that Noah stole from Zhu Fu Gaoming, the full picture of Zhu Fu Jingguang's short life of more than 20 years is about to be revealed.

The last piece was over, and it had something to do with the drunk policeman over there.

Those were Zhu Fu Jingguang's carefree childhood years.

He has not experienced family changes, has not suffered the turmoil and hardships of life, he is cheerful and happy, and he has never seen the hidden scenes that Jiang Gu Ling has never seen.

"Although I don't think that the police is a sacred profession..." Yamamura Soo, who was so drunk that his eyes were almost hanging on Karasawa's shoulders, raised the half-full beer glass in his hand, "But becoming a policeman is my childhood. Dream. I, I always wanted to be a police officer..."

Finally hearing the key words he wanted to hear, Tang Ze calmly took a sip of ice oolong and looked at the clock behind the counter calmly.

One hour and twenty minutes, a simple and relaxed conversation, without using any coercive means or deceptive words.

He just said it, it was just a simple thing.

"To be honest, Mr. Yamamura, my dream when I was a child was to be a policeman." Karasawa knew that Yamamura Cao was probably drunk now, and maybe he didn't understand the meaning of his own words, so he just emphasized a few accents. After a while, it is convenient for Yamamura Cao to find an outlet to express and vent, and continue to output.

Sure enough, Yamamura Cao didn't pay attention to the subject of Karasawa's language at all. After hearing the key words he pronounced clearly, he immediately raised his arm and patted Karasawa heavily on the shoulder twice.

"Ah, my childhood dream... It's so good. Nagano Prefecture, Nagano Prefecture is a good place, hiccup."

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Zhu Fu Gaoming put down the document in his hand, put it properly back into his briefcase, raised his head, and leaned on the soft backrest of the coffee shop.

A tiring day of work had just come to an end, and now it was his private time.

He has already joined the police department. When there is no emergency, there is no need to carry the documents home to continue reading. Doing so is inefficient and may not help solve the case.

——Understanding this, he casually picked up an unimportant work file and took it with him.

After all, Zhu Fu Gaoming brought it not because he really wanted to go home and work overtime, but because he felt vaguely anxious and wanted to do something to distract his attention.

At the door of the cafe, the welcoming wind chimes made a crisp sound, and a figure wearing a peaked cap walked into the shop.

The visitor walked to the booth behind Zhufu Gaoming and sat down. The waiter quickly delivered the menu.

A few dozen seconds later, the TV in the store emitted a loud cheer, and the few customers in the cafe instinctively looked in its direction.

It was time for the prime-time popular variety show to air. The boss, who was sitting at the bar and taking a nap, became slightly awake. He picked up the remote control and turned up the volume.

Under the cover of these movements, the sound of the two people talking back to back could not reach anyone else's ears.

"After that, did anyone else spy on your family background?"

"No more. My reaction made them aware of their exposure, I guess, and nothing else happened after that."

"Well, is there anything else that needs special attention?"

"I intuitively thought that since the other party would try to steal some of my information through anonymous mailboxes and disguised advertising emails, then my communication equipment might not be safe. Therefore, I have changed my mobile phone and communication number after that time."

"Where's the old equipment?"

"It's sealed in a filing cabinet."

"Ah That's good."

"However, I think they will give up the next move easily, maybe because they have found out something from me. What I need to remind you is that there is too much social news left about Wai Shouyi's case, and it is difficult to guarantee The other party won’t notice.”

"Please rest assured that we have made full preparations for this."

"Well, you can take the old equipment away for inspection if you think you need it."

"Okay, someone will contact you later."

The noisy applause on the TV gradually subsided, and as the volume dropped, the two people stopped talking.

Zhu Fu Gaoming picked up the bone-white porcelain cup and took a sip of coffee.

Sitting in a cafe that smelled of oak and coffee beans, he felt as if he had returned to the time when he first met the blond man a few years ago.

Wearing the same school uniform as his younger brother, the young man was curious about the unfamiliar environment. Although his face was slightly uneasy, it could not hide his habitual proud expression.

This was a young man who almost had his future choices written on his face. Zhu Fu Gaoming never doubted what outstanding figures the two children sitting in front of him would become.

Therefore, a few months ago, after receiving the package from unknown origin and seeing the cell phone penetrated by bullets, although he did not receive a single word, he still guessed the meaning of the email.

And, who is probably the sender of the letter.

This is a somewhat radical decision.

If, as he suspected, his brother had chosen a path full of thorns and mist, and...

So it is actually somewhat dangerous to put this thing in his hands.

However, in the subsequent private conversation, the other party's attitude answered many of his questions.

The symphony began to play, and the huge loudness and rich layers of voices echoed in the small cafe along with the high-quality external playback of the TV.

Zhufu Gaoming sighed softly.

"You don't have to come here specifically, it's not safe."

"Don't worry, I won't show up here unless I'm absolutely sure." Covering his face with the menu, Toru Amuro replied calmly.

Today, unlike in the past, Bourbon, who has begun to touch the core of the organization, enjoys sufficient personal space to a considerable extent.

Moreover, he has a very good reason to appear in Nagano Prefecture now, and there is no need to worry about the organization becoming suspicious.

Zhufu Gaoming's sudden situation also gave him a sense of urgency.

Zhu Fu Gaoming's worries are not completely unfounded.

Wai Shouyi's case was atrocious and would have a great impact in the aftermath. When they were in the police academy, it was naturally impossible for them to consider that one day they and Jing would become undercover agents.

Nowadays, as Bourbon moves up step by step, he will naturally receive more attention and scrutiny. He has reason to double-check all situations to ensure that he leaves no loopholes.

He made a special trip to Nagano Prefecture, firstly to meet with the masters and directly confirm the situation with them, and secondly, to handle the identity processing.

Jing's identity had been exposed shortly before his death, and the organization must have started investigating his true identity.

Jing's flaw is his flaw. If he doesn't find out the root of this problem, he will have trouble sleeping and eating.

"I already understand the seriousness of the problem. Please rest assured that I will keep it strictly confidential."

After roughly understanding the thoughts of the person behind him, Zhu Fu Gaoming nodded and drank the last bit of coffee.

Due to the death of his parents, he and his younger brother had been separated for many years. Apart from those close to them who knew them, only a handful of people knew that Zhu Fu Gaoming had a younger brother.

Presumably, Fangtani Rei came here specifically to tell him to keep this secret so that no one would notice his relationship with Jing Guang.

"If you understand, that would be great." Toru Amuro nodded, knowing that the person behind him already knew his thoughts.

He put down the menu in his hand and said loudly: "Waiter, here, order."

As he raised his hand, Zhu Fu Gaoming noticed something sliding down the backrest behind him.

He turned his head and saw a thin piece of paper accurately falling into his open briefcase as the other party raised his hand.

Without taking it out to check, he could guess pretty much what the note contained.

It is nothing more than an emergency contact person, the nearest shelter you can choose in case of emergency, and some special applications to receive special items...

Zhu Fu Gaoming, who had been involved in similar processing, knew the process very well, and felt the kindness of this man who came specifically to deliver this news.

No matter what happened to his younger brother, he was Jingguang's trustworthy friend.

After sorting out the last few scattered papers on the table and holding them in his hands, Zhu Fu Gaoming picked up the briefcase, stood up and walked towards the cashier.

As if he had never known the man behind him, he paid the bill naturally, put away his change, opened the store door, and walked out of the cafe with warm and soft lighting amidst the crisp sound of wind chimes.

It wasn't until he walked out of the neon lights on the street and walked into the vast night that he finally confirmed it and took out the note from his briefcase.

It was similar to his guess. There were some operating procedures for dealing with emergencies, as well as contact persons and contact addresses printed on it. The order was clear and the matters were clear, which was in line with the work style of certain special departments.

However, what really caught his attention was the handwritten text beneath the neatly printed words.

Perhaps because of the rush of writing, the author's handwriting is slightly sloppy, but it does not prevent readers from distinguishing the words above.

One line appears to be a mobile phone number, and a name.

"Tang Zezhao?"

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Behind Morofu Gaoming, Toru Amuro, who was sitting safely in a cafe booth and waiting for the waiter to bring his order to the table, also narrowed his eyes.

In order to facilitate his observation and contact, Zhufu Gaoming chose the innermost table of the cafe.

Therefore, when they ended their brief exchange and Zhufu Gaoming stood up and left, the document in the other person's hand was exposed to Toru Amuro's sight.

"The Phantom Thieves of the Heart..." With a slight click of his tongue, Toru Amuro pinched the center of his eyebrows, "Didn't I agree that we are here for a vacation?"

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"Hey, because I like heroes and so on, I dreamed of becoming a policeman since I was a child. It sounds too silly..."

After another glass of beer, Yamamura, who had completely drunk himself, put his pillow on his arm and kept talking to himself, talking about his childhood life in Nagano Prefecture.

Mentioning the righteous partner, Yamamura Cao suddenly let out a big sigh.

"It all happened twenty years ago... What happened so long ago was still a child. No one except me remembers it..."

He drunkenly took out his mobile phone and pressed it several times before successfully unlocking the screen and scrolling through the photo album.

Although many years have passed, the old photos have long been blurred and distorted, and they are not so clear, but the nostalgic Yamamura Soo is still reluctant to delete such long memories at will.

He was even worried that too much time would completely erode the photos and make them fade completely, so he transferred those precious images one by one to his own equipment.

After spending more than ten minutes, he finally found the target he was looking for, and showed it to Tangze like a show off.

"This is the secret base of heroes!"

This picture is obviously a copy of a Polaroid photo taken with a mobile phone camera, and the frame of the photo can be clearly seen.

Among the small photos, there is a small building built with simple templates and curtains, as well as two boys with happy faces. Combined with the blurry and soft image quality of the old Polaroid, it looks like the scene from an old movie.

"This guy suddenly left without saying goodbye. I've been waiting for him at the secret base. I got the Masked Superman card he wanted so much..."

Several people who heard everything clearly through Karasawa's microphone cast their eyes from different directions in the store to Yamamura Soo's back lying on the table.

Based on their current understanding of Zhu Fu Jingguang, it is not difficult to imagine what happened suddenly more than twenty years ago.

The words spoken by the ignorant Yamamura Cao were indeed like those of an innocent child, innocent and cruel.

Yamamura was still mumbling something vaguely, but Karasawa just lowered his gaze, stared at the picture on his phone for a moment, and tapped Noah's puppet through his commuting bag.

The understanding artificial intelligence reacted very quickly. While the drunken Yamamura Soo couldn't see clearly, he openly invaded the other party's mobile phone and sent the photo to Karasawa's mobile phone.

The last fragment of time finally fell into their hands.

After getting the things, Tangze's expression was still calm.

It was too calm, as if he was suppressing something.

Before the members of the Phantom Thieves cast strange glances at him, Karasawa, who could no longer hold back, covered his mouth and sneezed loudly.

"Ah sneeze——"

"Huh? Huh?? Are you having a cold? What else can you do in this weather? Ah Zhao, you, you are very weak..."