The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

"Stop chatting, everyone, Building B will be detonated soon. If Moritani Teiji's calculation is correct, Building A will begin to collapse." He went out to confirm that the leader of Spider-Man himself had indeed landed safely, Hoshikawa Hui used his speed to rush over quickly, interrupting the somewhat awkward atmosphere.

"Ah, okay. I'm sorry, Rai." Putting the goggles back on his eyes, Morofu Jingguang spent a few seconds looking at the rare, earth-shattering look on Akai Shuichi's face. Only then could he control his laughter.

Although now he clearly knows that Akai Shuichi is Karasawa's brother and has the same blood relationship with the Miyano sisters, and the biggest motivation for joining the organization is related to his missing father, he can somewhat understand this guy's various behaviors in the organization. , but seeing this face, Zhu Fu Jingguang still couldn't help but want to play a little trick on him.

When they were undercover, he and Zero secretly believed that this guy was indeed very similar to Gin, the guy who was most likely to become a threat to the new generation. Before he was exposed, he had even reserved 120,000 points for the Morohoshi Dai at that time. Even though he was defensive, it was quite funny to see this guy's face cracked in shock.

Without giving the shocked Akai Shuichi time to react, Zhufu Jingguang and Miyano Akemi grabbed each other's arms, one on the left and the other on the right, and jumped out together.

On the back side of the building that had lost its light source, the group of people disappeared into the darkness and disappeared silently in front of everyone.

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"Xiao Ai!" Dr. A Li finally breathed a sigh of relief as he took the disgraced and somewhat embarrassed little girl from Joker who was strolling over.

Haibara Ai's very recognizable appearance and hair color are still a time bomb for the organization that pays close attention to her. Now that it is clear that the accident is inseparable from the organization, he was really frightened when he found out that Xiao Ai was missing. .

"There are a few other people who have left the team, such as the little devil named Conan. My companions will ensure that he is safe and sound." Facing such a group of de facto acquaintances, Tang Ze smiled calmly, like a real Like the Phantom Thief, he gracefully bowed and saluted, "Be safe, dear gentlemen and ladies. I'm sorry."

After saying that, before the police and rescue workers behind him approached, Tang Ze jumped back lightly.

His long scarf suddenly danced forward, like a magician suddenly raising the red cloth in his hand, completely covering his figure.

With the help of this brief visual barrier, Karasawa clicked on Mio Tokiwa's palace, which was still collapsing. The navigation to another world was activated, and he suddenly disappeared in front of everyone.

So when others came closer, the scarf that had fallen to the ground had quietly followed Tangze's pace and completely disappeared.

"...It seems that I suddenly understood why he called himself a Phantom Thief." Although he had never been walked by Kidd, he had witnessed the tragic experience of his colleagues in Section 2 and twitched the corner of his mouth.

Fortunately, these guys said they were monster thieves, but what they stole were always abstract concepts such as "desire" and "soul". No one took them seriously because their notice letter was stolen, and it was difficult to even file a case successfully, leaving the people who searched the first class to have trouble. As for following in Nakamori Ginzo's footsteps, it's really gratifying and gratifying.

"Xiaolan, let's go quickly -" Suzuki Sonoko, who had kicked off his shoes while running, looked up and saw the large cement blocks falling down after the communication bridge collapsed. He was so excited that he hurriedly grabbed it and wanted to chase it. The best friend who went over to ask Conan how he was was dodging back as hard as he could.

This is a skyscraper with nearly 80 floors. Considering the height of the venue they saw, the net height was 400 meters.

The top of such a building begins to collapse, and the scope of the impact is no joke.

At this moment, she couldn't help but feel glad that the Joban Group had given her thousands of acres of land to build buildings and plazas in order to show off, so that at least it would not endanger the surrounding neighborhoods.

"But...but..." Mao Lilan looked at the tall building filled with smoke with cold palms, and the corners of her mouth could not help but tremble.

"Oh, nothing will happen to that little kid. Didn't joker just say that? Let's go now -" Suzuki Sonoko involuntarily slapped the helmet distributed by the rescuers on Mao Lilan's head and dragged her across. On the paved road in front of the building, he ran desperately towards the fire trucks outside.

"Run, grandpa!"

"Kitagawa-nii will be fine!"

The three primary school students grabbed Ruyue Fengshui who was standing not far away and couldn't swim away, and started running wildly.

In such an atmosphere, the crowd downstairs could not care less about the Phantom Thieves' grand finale or discussing the losses and situation of the Joban Group. Looking down from a high place, a group of people were like ants running away, with roaring noises constantly coming from behind. Amidst the sounds of explosions and collapses, he ran hard outside the square.

Then, Mio Tokiwa, who was in despair and stood motionless among the crowd, suddenly stood out.

She raised her head and stared blankly at the building that collapsed in the fire, and at the hot soil that was built up from her family's wealth and was easily burned to the ground.

Her knees weakened, and she fell to her knees as she lost all strength. She no longer cared about the delicate makeup on her face, and let out the same desperate and sad wailing sound as the Shadow Viridian Queen.

She tried her best to fight, and the top management of the group made a desperate move, just like that, just like that...!

Will her life end here?

"Mio..." Ruyue Fengshui, who was dragged away by the children and staggered away, listened to her cuckoo's cries of blood and could not help but turn his head and look over.

This scheming woman indeed caused many twists and turns in his life, but after all, he was one of Mio Tokiwa's first teachers, and he watched this girl grow up little by little, until she was able to take charge of the entire group. And the Tokiwa Group did not treat him badly in terms of treatment, and the mutual affection still existed.

He hated her so much that he even thought about killing her directly, but seeing her in such desperate and miserable state, Ruyue Fengshui, who had a much more open mind, still felt pity for her.

A building that was built without hesitation to cut off the beautiful scenery and destroy the friendship between master and disciple. It was really difficult to tell whether it was him or Mio Tokiwa who was trapped.

He was just thinking about whether to call the police in time to help Mio Tokiwa, who was obviously emotionally broken, to escape. A three- to four-meter-wide cement slab exploded again and hit the direction of the crowd's escape.

Because everyone was running desperately, according to normal mechanical analysis, as long as the cement board was not kicked by Conan's strength-enhancing shoes, theoretically it would not cause any casualties.

——But Mio Tokiwa, who stayed where he was, kneeling on the ground and crying bitterly, obviously could not be considered a normal situation.

"careful!"

"Oh my god, Tokiwa-senpai——"

"H-Run!"

Everyone who ran at the end screamed almost instinctively, but this powerful and heavy concrete block, surrounded by fire and explosive air waves, was like a meteorite falling from the sky, coming very fast.

Even if Mio Tokiwa comes to her senses now, unless she is some kind of world champion in 100-meter track and field, according to normal human reaction speed, it will definitely be too late to escape.

Amidst the screams one after another, the roar of an engine suddenly exploded.

A ray of snow-white sword light came out of the thick smoke, and the flying heavy building was cut from the middle like a fragile piece of tofu.

Due to their overly rapid movements, it wasn't until the lightning-like sword shadow struck past that the few people at the end of the team could clearly see the person wielding the sword.

Kisaragi Hosui, who has been writing for thirty or forty years and has excellent eyesight, has been paying attention to Tokiwa Mio and can't help but be stunned.

He clearly saw the flashing figures.

It was a tall young man with blue hair. A white fox face covered the upper half of his face, only revealing his golden eyes.

Wearing a high leather jacket with a stand-up collar, tight white boots and gloves, and a furry pendant wrapped in red silk hanging on his belt, he was like a nimble fox, flashing in the dark night. And passed.

Seemingly noticing Ruyue Fengshui's gaze, the man who was still stagnant in mid-air turned his gaze away and returned the knife in his hand to its sheath.

That was Ruyue Fengshui's crutch.

The identity of this guy is self-evident.

The motor moving from far to near in the smoke broke through the smoke at this moment, and a red sports car rushed out of the fire and smoke at an extremely fast speed.

After the cut, the blue-haired thief adjusted his posture and landed gently on the back seat of the sports car.

There were already many people sitting in the crowded car. Miyano Akemi, who only used her legs to hook the back of the rear seat, saw the right moment and took Conan's hand, letting him take advantage of the flying inertia and move his whole body across the car. in the air.

Conan, who was well prepared, immediately pressed the belt around his waist. A football was quickly inflated and full, and was kicked by the enhanced shoes that he had turned on and made a subtle electric sound.

The cement fragment that had been divided by the sword and was only about half a meter long was hit by the ball. It immediately deflected the flight path and hit the side more than one meter away from Tokiwa Mio.

Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was sitting in the driver's seat, quickly turned the steering wheel and the sports car drew an arc.

The prepared Naomi Asai reached out and grabbed Mio Tokiwa, who was lying on the ground, and hung her on the door of the convertible regardless of her screams and struggles.

"...It's driving like a bourbon." In the passenger seat, Shuichi Akai, who was not placed in the back row due to his height, tried hard to hold down his hat, glanced at the driver who seemed to be from Scotland, and said dryly explain.

He and Scotland had cooperated several times in the organization before, but because the two of them were basically snipers and had no chance to show off chase scenes, he didn't realize that Scotland's driving style was so wild.

Judging from the other party's identity... So, the reason why Bourbon drove like that was not due to his own personality, but because of the training you have received from the police, right...

"If you put it that way, it's actually not even close." Zhufu Jingguang, who was holding the steering wheel tightly, laughed softly when he heard the words.

If Zero were to come, maybe there wouldn't be any need for the little detective's kick. The guy might just point out a drift, just grab Mio Tokiwa into the car, kick the accelerator and run away.

"...I didn't mean to praise your driving skills. You should still pay more attention to driving safety."

"I know. But it's still far from it."

Recalling the few limited technical performances of Bourbon - including the time when he chased the helicopter behind him - Akai Shuichi had to agree with the other party's statement: "..."

Is the method used by your Japanese police to train undercover agents a bit different?

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It is unrealistic for a group of people to chase a sports car that drives so wildly with their feet.

So by the time the police and other relatives found it, the red Mustang GT had been abandoned on the roadside, and the members of the Phantom Thieves, who rarely appeared together in front of the public, were missing.

The only ones left were Mio Tokiwa, who was lying heavily in the back row with a notice letter stuck in his dress, and Conan and Shuichi Akai who were standing by the car waiting for someone to pick them up.

Seeing his daughter grabbing Conan and checking her left and right, holding him in her arms without letting go after confirming that everything was fine, Mouri Kogoro secretly made a sound and looked away unhappily.

Although it is true that he and Yingli have been in love with each other since high school, have established a relationship in college, and naturally started a family after graduation, but as expected, his feelings of falling in love early and seeing his daughter being deceived by a brat at such a young age are still completely different. .

He was wondering about the sports car next to him. As he looked at it, he gradually began to feel that the car looked familiar.

He thought for a moment and quietly walked to the front of the car.

Where the license plate should have been installed, there was a temporary license plate with "TOKIWA" printed on it.

This car was the event prize that should have been left at the venue and buried with the explosion.

Considering that Mio Tokiwa held this event very seriously and even produced a special notarization, does that mean...

"Uncle Maori, this is what they said they would give you." It took a while for Conan to break free from Maori Lan's arms with a blushing face. Seeing Maori Kogoro's eyes widened, he slowly took it out. The piece of paper in his pocket was handed to Mouri Kogoro.

No additional explanation is needed. Considering that Joker basically uses their preview letter template as a sticky note, this is still a preview letter for the Phantom Thieves.

On the front piece of paper, there is a message in elegant handwriting.

"I tried it for you and it works well.

You're welcome.

"Joker"

"...Who wants you to try this for me?"

"But if they didn't know how to get the sports car down, this car would have disappeared with the explosion, Uncle Maori. You should really thank them."

"Huh?! If they had stopped making such a fuss, maybe the building wouldn't have exploded at all?! After all, who would blow up a newly built building? These people might themselves be the prisoners!"

"They are monster thieves, not terrorists. Don't they always change their minds in batches, like cutting wheat? There is no need to blow up the building, uncle."

"Ah? I think you just switched sides just because someone looked good-looking! This is a lynching, and it is definitely not a legitimate method. I, a detective, will not approve of them!"

"But I really don't have to rent a car anymore, Dad. That's great!"

"Ha...how come even you, Xiaolan..."

Kisaragi Hosui, who walked slowly over with two paintings in his arms, glanced at the noisy family, shook his head, hesitantly looked at Tokiwa Mio, who was unconscious for a moment, and took out the piece of paper from her belt. Card.

Mio Tokiwa won't be able to wake up for the time being, and depending on her condition, she may have already changed her mind, so leaving this warning letter is really unnecessary.

Then this letter is probably not for her...

Ruyue Fengshui turned the letter to the front.

On the paper card is a simple drawing drawn with ink pen.

An icon of Mount Fuji is drawn in the center, and in the lower right corner is a simple fox face.

A line of words written entirely with a brush, with a kind of casual calligraphy beauty, is very similar to the handwriting of the painting "Heaven Has Four Seasons" in his arms.

"I have fulfilled my promise to you. The beauty of Mount Fuji will be returned in full."

"This brat..." Kisaragi Hosui laughed dumbly, but he still treasured this card in his arms, glanced at Mio Tokiwa, who was still asleep, turned around, and shook the sleeves of his kimono. , walked away with a free and easy attitude.

His relationship with people has always been weak in his life, and he originally thought that this meant that he was destined to only be accompanied by paintings.

Now it seems that too many connections have become a liability.

"In life, it is enough to have one or two close friends..."