The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

In the elevator going down, in addition to the young detective team, there were also several children from other venues and their mothers.

A terrifying accident happens, and everyone is uneasy. Especially when passing through the burning 40th floor, the orange-red color illuminated the glass of the observation elevator. Except for the well-informed young detective team who was still calm, the other three children were already sobbing, and they were soon absorbed by themselves. His relatives hugged him and comforted him.

Ruyue Fengshui, who was holding two scrolls wrapped in cotton in his arms and leaning on the railing without saying a word, seemed very lonely against the backdrop of this scene.

The three primary school students looked at each other. You pushed me, and I pushed you. Ai Ai came closer to the old man every time.

Ruyue Fengshui is indeed a stern person and not easy to talk to, but when facing children, he does not have a mean attitude, he just looked at them lightly, hugged the painting in his arms tightly: "What's wrong, are you scared too? It’ll be there in a moment, it’ll be okay.”

Kisaragi Hosui, who has never married a family and has no interest in family, is actually not very impatient to deal with children. He has never considered this aspect in his life planning, but when faced with Kitagawa Yusuke, a rare friend of a young disciple - despite their age The difference is so big that it's hard to understand - a few words of relief would be fine.

"Um, grandpa, are you holding Kitagawa's brother's painting?" Yoshida Ayumi, who was pushed out to speak, raised his head, his eyes completely focused on the scroll in his hand.

For them, Kitagawa Yusuke's most attractive identity is that of the Phantom Thief of Hearts.

Seeing the other party handing the scroll to Ruyue Fengshui before getting into the elevator, the three of them were a little ready to make a move.

Since the Phantom Thieves took action in tonight's situation, the warning letters that have disappeared until now might be hidden in these packages...

"Oh, that's right." Kisaragi Hosui, who had been looking out at the building next door, lowered his head indifferently and looked at the cloth bag in his hand, "Yusuke, this kid, is inexplicably particular in a place like this."

"Because these two paintings are very expensive." Yoshida Ayumi thought about Kitagawa Yusuke's daily style and said matter-of-factly.

Kisaragi Hosui raised his eyebrows, not prepared to explain that the price Mio Tokiwa bought from him was not high, and that he expected something might happen tonight, so he simply didn’t bother to wait for the question, but when the three children took the conversation , telling them to be careful and to go down and take a look.

The three elementary school students excitedly pulled out the scroll and opened it slightly, and then unfortunately found that no notices popped out.

"It's not hidden here..."

"Maybe the Phantom Thieves have already dealt with those people in private. Aren't there several people kneeling on the ground crying?"

"Hey, what a pity. Last time I met the serial murderer, I should have asked him to leave some informative warning letters..."

"Actually, we can cut the newspapers ourselves, right? I secretly left two cards with notice letters."

"...Did you also secretly keep them? How many are there?"

"Ahem!" Ruyue Fengshui coughed twice, interrupting the children before they could no longer control their voices and other shaken passengers noticed.

No wonder Yusuke got to play with them inexplicably... After doing it for a long time, they found out his identity.

Ruyue Fengshui sighed secretly and reached out to ask for the painting back: "These two paintings are not small in size. It is better to wait until we are out of danger and go downstairs..."

Ruyue Fengshui, who took the scrolls and was about to rearrange them, was slowly attracted by the content on the canvas.

This is not his painting, or at least, it is not just his painting.

The new work he handed over to Mio Tokiwa, Mt. Fuji in Spring Snow, was a work he reluctantly completed two or three months ago due to impatience due to the completion of the building. Although his name will not be lost, deep down in his heart, he will It is a shame to paint this painting that had to rely on the inner memory of Mount Fuji and barely ignore the completed building.

This framed painting still adheres well to the exquisite scroll cloth. However, above the painting, another painting is rolled up in it, covering the mountain peaks of his spring snow scene.

That is still Mount Fuji, but it is an extremely gorgeous Mount Fuji.

Mount Fuji and the snow falling on its shoulders, reflected in different colors, change richly, like a time-lapse photography composed of countless photos of Mount Fuji at every moment. From early morning to dusk, and then to night, the rich colors render the cloudless sky like an aurora.

What is more eye-catching is the person in front of the mountain view, blending in with the shadows of the trees in the foreground.

It was a traveler carrying a luggage, walking along the mountains and rivers, holding on to the trees, from a tall and straight boy to a rickety back.

At the end of the scroll, beside the hunched old man, stood another young man with a backpack on his back. The two supported each other and walked towards the night and the river.

Walking alone, standing alone, yet this tiny figure, placed in the huge mountains and rivers, is like a tiny punctuation mark, a line of tiny footnotes...

"Grandpa, grandpa! It's time to go!"

Seeing Kisaragi Hosui slowly turning over the painting, he just stood there blankly, feeling the slight shaking of the elevator as it stopped, and the three children hurriedly pulled the hem of his kimono to remind him that he should leave quickly.

Ruyue Fengshui, who had regained consciousness in a daze, raised his head, and it happened that the scroll had reached the last piece.

He immediately saw the name written in the upper right corner.

"There are Four Seasons in Heaven" - Yusuke Kisaragi Minesui Kitagawa.

"Grandpa? Er, Mr. Kisaragi?"

"...Okay, let's go."

"Hurry up, the people behind are still waiting... Hey, Grandpa, are you crying? Ahem, you're a little choked... Genta, come here and help us..."

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"Your teacher is really very powerful..." Conan's mouth twitched as he watched Yusuke Kitagawa sheathe the sharp blade in his hand. After confirming that no one else noticed this scene in the darkness, Conan breathed a sigh of relief.

...Looking at the way Kitagawa Yusuke is holding the sword, the weight of the sword is probably very real.

After working for a long time, Mr. Ruyue was walking around with a handful of iron sticks in his hand. No wonder he always felt that the dull sound of the other person's crutch hitting the ground was a bit too much.

What kind of idea is this, wanting to smash this desecrated building with a heavy cane, or simply preparing to clear the door if the Phantom Thief of Heart doesn't do it?

"He is indeed very powerful." Tang Ze grabbed the crutch in his hand and without explaining in detail, he just replied lightly, "Actually, the teacher is also our target tonight."

Ruyue Fengshui handed this crutch to him, which had extraordinary meaning.

This not only means that he has completely given up on the murderous intention against Tokiwa Mio and others, but also represents his recognition of Kitagawa Yusuke as his disciple, and it also implies that he already understands the other party's identity.

This long knife is both concern and entrustment.

"He, then he has already..."

"Well, teacher, look away." Tang Ze thought of the secret treasure that was involved in the scroll and let out a breath.

That is exactly what Mount Fuji should look like in the mind of Kisaragi Hosui now on the painting paper. However, it is not only himself who appears in the painting, but also the disciples he hopes for.

Thinking that this painting was given to the Phantom Thieves by Shadow Kisaragi Fengshui himself, Karasawa felt indescribably emotional and complicated.

This half-way master-disciple play-acting game is almost a fake show.

It’s not bad. If you can maintain your identity as an artist, you will have many more options.

While the two were talking, another elevator went up, and the last few children and women stranded at the venue should also leave the scene.

However, when the elevator car opened, Karasawa and Conan frowned at the same time.

"Everyone, wait a minute." Conan grabbed Dr. Ali, who was about to step in, and reached out to touch the inner wall of the car slightly.

The scalding temperature almost made his brows twist into a knot.

"It's best not to take the elevator down." Tangze also touched the elevator wall and said pertinently, "The fire on the 40th floor may have spread into the elevator shaft. There is a high probability that the fire below has been ignited."

A vertical, compressed air duct has been formed. If the outer wall of the observation elevator was not made of glass after all, rather than a stronger building material, the elevator without the pressure relief valve would probably have brought the flames directly to this floor.

"Then, let's..." Dr. Ali looked down at Conan and Haibara Ai, at a loss.

In addition to them, there were two women and a child on the last scheduled elevator. Now it seems that the elevator can no longer be used.

However, the large force following Hidehiko Kazama who rushed to the escape ladder had already set off, and they were already one step behind in pursuit.

"Let's go!" Tang Ze bent down, picked up Haiyuan Ai around the waist, kicked off the obstructive clogs and socks on his feet, and said without hesitation, "Ladies, please break or throw away your high heels and come with me. . Dear policemen!"

The policeman who stayed behind to make sure everyone left safely quickly understood what he meant and came over to take several other people with him.

Unexpectedly, Toru Amuro and Shuichi Akai, who were standing at the end of the crowd, suddenly ran over. One picked up Conan, and the other picked up the last child. They held it skillfully in their hands and ran forward.

Noticing each other's movements, the two of them even froze for a moment. After looking at each other's faces, their expressions gradually became serious again.

Tang Ze paused as he ran forward, and suddenly realized that these two were really policemen...

The top priority rescue target was snatched away by other enthusiastic citizens. The criminal policemen who were a step behind were stunned. They had to pinch Dr. Ali together and pulled him forward while he was yelling.

A group of people supported and pulled each other and ran together. The stairwell was dark even as the emergency light source failed. The only light source was the flashlight in the hands of the police.

The fire brigade surrounding the building below had set up searchlights. However, as it climbed to the height of the 70th floor, the dazzling light was again diluted and weak. In the entire corridor, only the sound of chaotic footsteps and chaotic, The flashlight light was disturbed by the constant movement of figures.

Taking advantage of this effort, Tang Ze turned his head and exchanged glances with Haiyuan Ai, who was hugging his neck and being held obediently.

Tangze slowly adjusted his steps, retreated to the wall without leaving a trace, retreated little by little from his position in the team, and slowly landed at the end of the crowd.

To be on the safe side, he even covered Haihara Ai with his kimono robe, quietly opened the aura concealment from the Death Card, and carefully concealed his figure.

When the last policeman's footsteps had passed him, Tang Ze slowly stopped and put down Haibara Ai.

Tang Ze silently took out a few pieces of clothing from the props column and handed them to Haiyuan Ai.

After taking the cloth that was a bit heavy for him now, Haiyuan Ai wanted to sigh, but considering the time constraints, he could only briefly confirm again: "Do you really want to do this? You are a little overconfident in me. "

In the past few months, she has been exercising all day long with her sister and the members of the Phantom Thieves. She is indeed much stronger than when she was in the laboratory, but this does not change her nature as a crispy researcher. At most, she has stronger physical endurance.

Letting her do parkour instead of Karasawa, who is physically stronger than an average adult male, is really looking down on her.

"Just do it. If I don't see you, Gin will never reveal his position casually." Tangze pulled off the wig and turned his back, "Our purpose has always been clear."

Regardless of the existence of the Phantom Thieves or the existence of Haibara Ai, they gathered here and moved forward amidst fire and explosions, all in order to harm the interests of the organization as much as possible.

Now there was an opportunity to do something for Gin, and of course Karasawa couldn't let it go.

"...I kind of sympathize with that guy." Haiyuan Ai sighed, then closed his eyes tightly, "Come on, I'm ready."

"He wants to see you all the time. I help him realize his dream. He should say thank you." Tang Ze chuckled twice and grabbed Haiyuan Ai's small hand with his backhand. "Okay. One, two -"

Two suppressed groans sounded at the same time.

Heat and severe pain spread, and faint white smoke rose from the darkness.

They held each other's hands tightly, clearly feeling the process of change and understanding the pain the other was experiencing at this moment. No one let out a cry of pain.

Tens of seconds later, Miyano Shiho, who was sweating profusely, hurriedly put the skirt on his body, panting hard, and while wiping the sweat from his face, he picked up the soft clothes and fell behind him, covered by the cloth. The body of the living child, with bare feet, chased the crowd who had already gone down one level.

Hurry up, she only has 20 minutes now——!

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"Careful, Shade—"

A bright red laser flashed, and Xingchuan Hui, who was jumping in mid-air, was hit by the ray, and his body suddenly stopped and fell down.

Zhu Fu Jingguang quickly reached out his hand and caught the teammate behind him before he completely slid down the escalator.

"Are you injured? Are you okay?" Zhu Fu Jingguang asked loudly amid the dense gunshots, which were like the sound of rain.

"It's okay -" Xingchuan Hui took two breaths, regained his strength, casually covered the wound on his waist, and climbed onto the platform.

Without Noah's help, they had to rely on Mio Tokiwa's palace mechanism to fly in mid-air. Now that the master of the palace has completely gone crazy, they have become living targets. Every time they move, they must be prepared to pay the price. .

"Hold on for a few more minutes, and the building will collapse soon!" Miyano Akemi was busy dealing with the injuries of her teammates, not forgetting to remind everyone of the current progress, "Karasawa is preparing to transfer, we must get out as soon as possible!"

"Damn it..." Zhu Fu Jingguang wiped away the blood stains scratched by shrapnel on the side of his face, tightened his grip on the sniper, and looked down at the "Queen of Space" who was screaming and sirens below, as if she had stepped out of Star Wars. , frowned.

Obviously, he has reached this point. As long as he gets past the shadow of this woman's desire and the building that is about to collapse, he can finally seize the opportunity of another duel and use his own rebirth to fulfill his long-cherished wish three years ago.

Do we really want to hand over all this pressure and expectations to this group of young people who have already made a lot of efforts for themselves and their friends...

He works as a policeman, he works as an undercover agent, he climbs back from the abyss of death, for, for—!

Golden light slowly lit up from his eyes, and ripple-like air waves quickly approached him. Miyano Akemi's mask Ophelia, who was about to restore Hoshikawa Teru's blood, flew away.

Xingchuan Hui, who was closest to him, was stunned for a moment, then looked left and right at the unobstructed metal cover, silently found a piece of railing and used it as a handle to hold on to.

Having experienced his own awakening and the awakening of his teammates, he knows that if you don't find a place to hold on at this time, you will easily be knocked out alive, because the mask user at this stage will have extremely strong explosive power, powerful enough to suppress everything. attack.

Tangze, how would you describe Tangze? Oh, the novice protection period?