The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

【rank up! Rank3! 】

[coop——Destiny Shift 1st]

[A red and plump apple, the inside has long been corroded - the moment you see her, you already understand her identity, her deep and contradictory dark side and self.

Wearing a mask is not to protect your true self, it's just that you don't know what face to use to face the world - she is the kind of person you hate the most. Of course, you know exactly how to deal with her.

Give her hope, even if it is false, give her a harbor to rest on the beach that is about to be swallowed by the waves, give her short-term, false comfort...

Lies are woven into a web, and the hunter is about to reap the harvest, and she, swayed by the lies, seems to have finally embarked on the path you designed...?

A caged bird is not qualified to talk about its fate. 】

Leon's voice matched the quiet moonlight, giving it a light and ethereal atmosphere. Even after hearing his slightly unusual comment, Tangze's hand still did not waver.

Karasawa was steering the wheel and staring at the road ahead.

The low-beam headlights were framed by the trees and grass on both sides, as if a blanket of moonlight had been laid out on the path.

Knowing that Belmode's fate is clearer and more tragic than in the original work, Karasawa is unwavering and hard-hearted, and his bleak life background is always sympathetic.

But until now, Karasawa is still very clear - Belmod is an enemy with a completely different stance from him.

At the end of the story, based on a certain degree of mutual recognition with her, Karasawa may not take such drastic measures against other people in the organization, but he will never let her get away with it.

What's more, it might be Belmod's own wish to escape this endless pain and become immortal.

but……

Driving out of the forest, Tangze stopped the car in the grass near the road and pressed down the window.

The air mixed with the smell of vegetation and earth, with the moist cold air of the night, blew into the car.

With his eyes shining with golden luster, Tangze waved his hand and slid it on the panel in mid-air.

In the teammate list, the long list of debuffs after Belmod's name silently moved to Tang Ze, and disappeared under the influence of his abnormally invalid P.

The tight crease between Belmode's brows, which was leaning on the passenger seat, quietly faded away.

However, in this dreamy night, it was not a big deal for her to have a good sleep.

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"Both Kumail and Belmod are not on the ship. That letter is a complete attempt to divert the tiger away from the mountain."

Sitting in the car where the doctor came to pick him up, Conan held his chin and made a phone call with Hattori Heiji.

Hattori Heiji disembarked from the ship and went to the police station. He was caught by Belmod and got into the car and ran away. The distance between the two was so far that the channel intercom blessed by the doctor's black technology was no longer effective, so he could only make phone calls honestly.

"Isn't it that we made two preparations to prevent this kind of situation? However, Kumel is also at the port. It is an unexpected development." It only acted as a bait to guide the sight, and Hattori Heiji was not willing to accept it. Sigh.

I thought that at least one of the two of them would be on the ship, responsible for the affairs on the ship, and able to confront the members of the organization head-on.

"We just didn't expect that in order to divert attention, Belmode would actually plan a murder on the ship." Conan's face sank, "There is really a big problem with that website."

Although he was not at the scene, he remotely received the prisoner's confession through Hattori Heiji's signal transmission, and clearly heard the part about making wishes online.

Whether it is the general wish-making process of venting on the website, or the development of detailed murder props, or even the murderer's industry background, they are all the same.

The last attempted murder in a Chinese restaurant, the murderer Iso Kaizo was a director, and the stage where today's case took place was a movie event that was like an audition and a fan meeting.

To put it simply, they are all fields related to the film and television industry.

"Even if Chrissy Wynyard has really retired, it is indeed reasonable for a world-renowned American movie star to have channels and influence in Japan's entertainment industry." Thinking of the person who fell on the deck, I can feel it through the mouths of the staff present. Seeing the deceased who acted arrogantly and acted selfishly, Hattori Heiji couldn't help but sigh, "If the person you want to get rid of is a person in the relevant industry, you only need to find the guy who has a grudge against him, and with a simple push, he can easily disappear behind the scenes. ah."

"This is probably the reason why many members of the organization have social identities." Conan agreed, "There are many people who are deeply involved with them."

If you think about it carefully, this is the terrible thing about organizations.

A criminal group that is completely divorced from modern society and completely invisible in the dark will still be a threat, but it is far less scary than an organization like this.

It is easy to lose trust in the ordinary social order when you learn the true identities of the members of an organization.

Who knows what kind of monster is inside every polished guy?

Perhaps thinking of this at the same time, the two people on both ends of the call fell silent.

Are there other people around them who are related to the organization?

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Tang Ze can answer them confidently.

It exists, of course it exists! It’s everywhere!

The area around Conan is like a check-in point for some kind of organization. It's a situation where even Karasawa wouldn't be surprised if you say Karasuma Renya is hiding in Yoneka Town.

Counting carefully, except for Gin who Conan encountered by chance all day long, Shirley automatically refreshed near his house. Belmod then killed him, and then Toru Amuro, who came downstairs to work as a waiter, was full and happy, and so on. Later, the second-in-command Rum came to the rice flower shopping street to deliver sushi...

Yoneka Town is really full of talents and can be called the Jerusalem of the criminal world.

"You actually let Calvados shoot at Miss Lan. I thought he should have been killed by you before that." Hoshikawa Teru, who drove to pick up Tang Ze and completed his shift, commented on today's confrontation. Leave a review.

Hoshikawa Teru accepted the fact that Karasawa found the perfect opportunity and shot Calvados to death at a time when neither the red nor the black sides could blame him.

When it comes to murder, it’s really not a big problem if the person killed is a sinner who deserves to die.

Tangze also said before that if the organization hadn't arrived quickly and Tonkoushigehiko died at Pisk's hands, he would have done it himself without hesitation. When he learned that the organization was about to take action against Tunkou Zhongyan, he enthusiastically rushed to the scene to laugh at him as soon as possible.

It's just a small obstacle. It's nothing to a guy like Tang Ze who has a stable personality and firm beliefs. He didn't even bother to ask nonsense about how he feels about killing people.

Calvados not only killed Tangze, but was also inseparable from the death of Tangze's parents.

Regarding this point, the person being licked, Bermod, was in the game himself and did not consider it comprehensively. Karasawa, who had synthesized information from many parties, was very clear.

Although the investigation cannot reveal how much influence he played in this "laboratory accident", it can only be said that Calvados is by no means innocent.

How did he learn about the deaths of Karasawa and his wife in the first place?

Shuichi Akai, who had not yet been exposed at the time, discovered the clues because of the disconnection between Karasawa and his wife. Even Bourbon, who was well-informed, spent some time confirming the news. If Calvados was not an actual participant, how could he be so Seize the opportunity quickly and volunteer to be Tang Ze's executioner?

Is there anything wrong with killing a villain who killed his parents and caused a lot of suffering to himself?

Not to mention the reason is legitimate, even if the reason is not legitimate, as long as Tang Ze feels it is necessary, he will definitely still agree.

"It won't be a problem. I'm watching from above." Looking at the list of his busy teammates today, Karasawa shrugged.

Leaving the cognitive world, Karasawa's abilities and props cannot be used on others, but relying on the teammate list, it is easy to monitor the status of his coop.

And today, everyone in the port except Judy is his co-op.

Even the one opposite.

The muzzle of his gun was always firmly locked between Calvados' eyebrows. As long as there was a slight possibility of him really hurting someone, Tangze would shoot immediately.

However, in accordance with the professional capabilities of the organization's real wine snipers, that is, good guys will either miss or be killed. Calvados's body strokes lived up to expectations.

It's a pity that with Shuichi Akai's help, his predictions for hitting dynamic targets are now more accurate.

Xingchuan Hui nodded in understanding.

After all, apart from the Phantom Thieves and the false code name membership, Karasawa has close relationships with so many undercover and former undercover police officers. If he shoots indiscriminately, it is likely to cause dissatisfaction and estrangement.

Tang Ze, who has always done things without leakage, would not be so careless.

"So next, you deliberately made them wary of Goro Akechi, in order to slowly expose Akechi's problems and make them suspicious of Kumel?" Hoshikawa Teru asked guessingly, and even felt relieved secretly. tone.

For him, playing the role of Akechi Goro in front of the public is a far more difficult task than playing the role of Kumail in the organization.

For a person who is not good at socializing and lacks a normal social life to play a social star, only Tang Ze can do such an imaginative thing.

If Conan and others are really wary of Goro Akechi, completely isolating the interaction between Karasawa and Goro Akechi, and keeping a distance from him, it will definitely be a good thing for Hoshikawa Teru.

Playing a role that you are not good at under the shrewd eyes of the detectives is really a task that tests your psychological quality.

"That's not the case. Originally, their impression of Goro Akechi was not very good. At most, it only made Mr. Ran a little wary." Karasawa shook his head.

As for Suzuki Sonoko...just look at Hoshikawa Teru's face and stay away? impossible.

"I mainly hope that through this question, Belmode can discover the strangeness of 'Aki Karasawa's death'." Karasawa narrowed his eyes, "Her connection with the core secrets of the organization is deeper than I imagined. We must continue to push forward." "

As long as he gains her trust, as long as he gives Tang Ze an entry point and opportunity...

He will surely be able to pry up the entire organization and uproot all the darkness.

It just so happened that Belmod was about to leave Japan for a while, so it was time to make good preparations.

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"You met Shuichi Akai? At that port?"

"Yes, it's definitely him. I won't admit it." Leaning on the glass of the phone booth, Belmod looked at the silent and deserted road outside.

When she opened her eyes again due to the pain in her chest, she was still sitting in the passenger seat, but the driver's seat was empty.

It seems that Kumail used some tricks to grab a car and pick her up. He took her to the place and dumped her and the car on the side of the road, making it clear to her what to do next. Method.

He was surprised to find that he had slept dreamlessly for two or three hours. Even now, Belmod still felt incredible.

Is this due to fatigue and pain? Or, just like all the unexpected turns that happened on this full moon day, it was full of magical power.

But in short, even though she was injured and sitting alone in a phone booth in the wilderness, with the dim light above her head, she felt a different kind of comfort.

What a strange night.

"That guy actually dares to return to Japan." Gin's voice became colder.

"The woman who is tracking me is also the FBI. I should have guessed it when I found out." Belmode took a breath, "Didn't the boss say that that person would become a real silver bullet..."

"A silver bullet that wipes us out in one strike? There is no such thing," Gin's answer was calm and decisive, "Where's Calvados?"

As long as the authority is sufficient, it is not difficult to figure out the whereabouts of code-named members in the organization.

The reason why Calvados was not warned not to help Belmode was because it would be useless even if he warned him.

It was only a matter of time before the prey attracted by the beauty of the piranha would melt into the digestive juices. He had no interest in paying attention to this idiot who did not supply blood to his upper body.

And now, since only Belmod is back, there is a high probability that something will go wrong in Calvados.

"...Killed by Shuichi Akai." After closing his eyes, Belmod came up with the words he had already thought of.

Any sniper, as elite as Kumel, would shrink away after knowing Shuichi Akai's true ability. It is more reasonable for Calvados to die at the hands of Shuichi Akai.

Covering his chest, which was experiencing bone-chilling pain when he moved, Belmod twitched the corners of his mouth.

She herself was injured like this, and Calvados folding there to protect her was simply too much.

"With your identity exposed, your plan to come to Japan and get involved in Shirley's affairs is simply ridiculous." Gin sneered, not commenting too much on Calvados's worthless and tragic death.

What's there to comment on? The stupid little bug got his wish and got into the pitcher plant he wanted to sleep in. Why should he dig it out?

If waste dies in the trash can, just think of it as environmental protection.

"Whatever you say. Anyway, I'm at a phone booth along Route 22. Could you please pick me up? I'm at my limit here and I can't move for the time being." Belmod laughed silently. He had no intention of continuing to flirt with Gin, he just explained his request.

"Before that, I have something to ask." Gin glanced at the vodka screen, "Do you know a kid named Kudo Shinichi?"

The laptop that Vodka opened was currently showing a part of a newspaper. In the photo next to the text, a young man with black hair and messy bangs, wearing a school uniform, was smiling confidently under the spotlight.

The black and white newspaper made this high-spirited scene look like a posthumous photo.

That's good. If this guy really stayed in the photo, the problem would be solved.

Before that, he needed to confirm Belmod's role in this matter.

"Oh, I don't know him. He seems to be a detective." Belmod closed his eyes lightly, "I asked my target to invite a few detectives in my name to draw the police's attention...Why, he was also invited. Yet?"

"That's it." Looking back, Gin lost interest, "Stay there and wait."

In this case, there is an explanation for Hattori Heiji's appearance and the role of Kudo Shinichi.

Listening to the ruthless sound of disconnection on the other side of the call, Belmod didn't bother to hang up the public phone's receiver and let the beeping receiver fall to the ground.

Relaxing her limbs, she leaned against the small space in the phone booth and gently closed her eyes.

The headphones in her ears were still transmitting faint sounds intermittently.

The background noise caused by the siren has disappeared, and it seems that the preliminary inquiry is over.

Two soft female voices entered the monitoring range.

The first voice that came out was Mao Lilan's voice, which was easy to distinguish.

"...So, is it really Stockholm or something? Something like...a hostage who sympathizes with the kidnapper?"

"...Still investigating..."

"But that photo..."

"...How about asking me? He must..."

"I'm just afraid that if I do this, what if..."

The sound was getting farther and farther away. Angel and Judy, who was being interviewed by the police together with her, seemed to be gradually moving away from the location where Belmod casually dropped the bug. The messy noises and the disconnection sound of the receiver falling on the ground were heard in the small space. echo.

Belmode looked at the cramped phone booth and closed his eyes tiredly again.

Angel seems to have doubts about Goro Akechi. why? What did the FBI investigate?

The false identity of Akechi Goro was created by the person in charge of the organization's U.S. department. In order to make the identity as credible as possible, he even used a little resources in the police and political circles. It should not be discovered by the FBI.

Does she need to remind Kumail... maybe not. With Kumail's ability, he can definitely cover up the small problem of identity easily.

Once Gin is free, these FBI agents will soon have to leave the country. I think Kumail can solve this problem.

Give her some time to process that person's rebuke and punishment. Of course, she will still...

His consciousness gradually blurred in pain and fatigue, and Belmode huddled in the phone booth.

The side of the imitation British-style phone booth was divided into nine equal parts, and the wooden glass frame like a railing evenly divided her slightly trembling body.

Belmode lowered his head like a caged bird.