The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

"Good morning Mr. Zhufu."

"morning……"

When he sat up from the bed, Zhu Fu Jingguang pressed his painful temples and answered Noah's greeting in a hoarse voice.

It took him a while to slowly realize where his state came from.

In order to get enough information from Matsuda Jotaro, he took advantage of the situation and got drunk yesterday.

The nature of his work dictates that he must always stay awake and strong-willed. Even Zhu Fu Jingguang, who has done a lot of orientation training, is actually quite unfamiliar with this state.

Indulgence like this, which to others may be a relief from a depressed mood, is fatal to them.

Rubbing his throbbing forehead again, Zhufu Jingguang stood up and casually asked Noah, who was working hard as a smart butler, pulling the curtains and turning on the appliances for him: "It was really hard for you yesterday. The information about Matsuda is all Have you collected it?”

Being able to make such a choice, in addition to seeing the state of Matsuda's father and couldn't help but start imagining what his brother had been like in the past few years, which made him depressed and wanting to temporarily numb himself with alcohol, he also clearly knew that his teammates were The reason for taking care of you.

Although zero was the main reason for him to return to this world, his current teammates also attach great importance to his existence.

If he had lacked a sense of reality for such a strange experience before, after actually experiencing how to collect information about the deceased, Zhu Fu Jingguang had an inner understanding.

They must know more about themselves than they know about Matsuda now. He was brought back to this world by a group of people who persevered and tried to catch every grain of sand they were passing through in the world.

Zhu Fu Jingguang, who had never experienced the meaning of the word "solid backing", was very emotional at this moment.

If the police could provide him with the same resources back then, they wouldn't even need so much support. Even if they could be honest and give him enough trust and determination to protect him, why would they need so much trouble now...

"It's collected." Noah's voice rang from his mobile phone placed on the bedside. He looked full of energy and seemed very happy, "Leader thinks the information we have obtained is very valuable. He is waiting for you downstairs! "

"Hey, isn't he going to school today?" Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was changing clothes in a hurry, stopped in surprise.

Karasawa, who was regarded as prey by the imitator of Karasawa Ichikawa named Kiharagawa, has in turn set his sights on Kiharagawa, who considers himself a hunter, and is patiently surrounding him like a spider spinning a web.

So in the past few days, Tang Ze had no intention of letting Xingchuan Hui play him again. He went to school in Didan and prepared to pretend.

"Ah, he said that the basic arrangements for the first stage are over, and he asked for leave today." Noah replied briskly, "He has good news to tell you, hurry up and clear it up, Mr. Zhufu."

"One stage? Is there still such a setting? He has also prepared different stages of tasks?"

"For specific details, you should ask the leader himself. I can't figure out what is going on in his mind."

Curious about Karasawa's plan and knowing that Karasawa was also busy dealing with Matsuda Jinpei's intelligence issues yesterday, Morofuku Jingguang sped up his change of clothes.

Sato Miwako and the police officers who were searching the first section saw a Matsuda who was not even familiar to him. Naturally, he was very concerned about the situation collected by Karasawa.

So Zhufu Jingguang, who walked downstairs and entered the war room, heard shocking news.

"It's almost ready?!" Zhu Fu Jingguang's hand shook, and he almost failed to catch the cup Noah handed him, and almost broke it.

"Yes, isn't this normal?" Tang Ze looked back with a matter-of-fact look, "As I said, your information is the most difficult to collect. It took me a lot of effort."

Matsuda Jinpei is a police officer who died on the front line. His identity is open and transparent. He has received commendations and held memorial services. Even the memorial activities held by the police station did not include his photo.

It is much easier to collect the work deeds of such a hard-working police officer than to find the life story of Zhu Fu Jingguang.

This is why Karasawa not only brought Miwako Sato with him yesterday, but also tactfully invited a bunch of police officers from the First Investigation Division to drink together through Kogoro Mori.

As long as Sato Miwako relaxes her guard, the next content about Matsuda Jinpei will naturally be completed by other police officers like pouring beans through bamboo tubes.

"If we really want to talk about the difficult part, maybe we need to eliminate too many flattering words and restore the original appearance of the incident." Tangze shrugged and adjusted the cat in his arms, which was belly up and letting him comb it. gesture and handed Zhu Fu Jingguang a piece of information.

The complete picture of Matsuda Jinpei's action state was restored by Conan, the world's top detective.

Anyway, everyone was brought here, so Tang Ze easily found a coolie to use his brains for him. Isn’t it a very reasonable thing?

Zhu Fu Jingguang took the record, which was dictated by Conan and transcribed by Noah, and read the words on the paper blankly, with a slightly complicated mood.

Zhu Fu Jingguang never had the chance to experience this wonderful relationship between colleagues in the police station.

Interpols are a very strange group. On the one hand, considering the content of their work, they have to be the most suspicious people in the world. Only by questioning every aspect of the suspect as much as possible can they have the possibility of solving the case. On the other hand, they are closer to the training of the military. The collective nature of police officers is determined by their work style and work style. They seem to naturally have a good impression of other police officers in the same camp and simply trust the police badge itself.

It's a good working environment, but Zhu Fu Jingguang is a police officer.

Since he was an intelligence worker who needed to keep things secret, to this day, even his brother had not actually received the exact notification that he had died in the line of duty. He could only guess a bit of the truth through the relics sent by Rei Fukiya.

He was originally exposed because of a mole in the logistics department. There was actually a lack of trust between him and his superiors. After his death, the only one who could prepare nice words for him and remember and praise his achievements was his Fa Xiaojianggu. Zero.

...I really don’t know if it’s a good thing or a bad thing.

"He hasn't been here to search the first class for a long time. It is said that he has a weird temperament and is at odds with the previous department, so he was specially transferred here... I think this is just a superficial reason. Matsuda is actually quite good at getting along with people. He probably didn’t get along with the more old-school people.”

——A policeman who is in the process of changing his working relationship due to a special case. His personality is relatively independent, his appearance should be very conspicuous, his acting style is outstanding, and he is not a follower of the rules.

"He was assigned to Sato to take care of him at that time. We were all furious. Well, it wasn't for other reasons. His attitude was, uh, quite uneasy when we met him. I've seen such policemen in the past. It was difficult to withstand the pressure of a class, so I thought at the time that he might not stay long, and I was somewhat prejudiced against him. Well, later..."

——Arrogant and refusing to be gregarious. He has no sense of belonging to the search class. His last job should have nothing to do with investigating violent cases.

"Others always have strange misunderstandings about him because of his past, thinking that he would avoid talking about the case seven years ago. I think Officer Matsuda digested it very well, and did not let this emotion affect his work status. . Speaking of which, the team didn't like his take-for-granted style at first, and he would always use some methods that violated the on-site rules to solve cases, but now I understand that he should just have a premonition of the case because the date was approaching. It will happen again, so I decided to search the first class for a while..."

——A good friend died 7 years ago. He was very worried about this incident and did not really attach importance to the work of the criminal police. Or at least, his mind was not in this aspect at the time. He is an excellent policeman, but in terms of his behavior, he probably doesn't get along with the criminal police.

"Later it turned out that everything happened exactly as he expected."

…

"I didn't expect the situation to change so suddenly. I think he must have anticipated the criminal's malice and evil intentions, but he still rushed to the scene without hesitation. I could only hurry up and follow. Then..."

…

"He...is a fool who has to maintain a sense of humor in strange places."

——Sacrificed his life to the same criminal as his friend, three years ago. Be a good policeman.

[By the way, I feel that Officer Sato’s mood is particularly unstable. Look at Officer Takagi’s appearance. But I roughly understand that he is the kind of character whose original evaluation and emotions were not exaggerated, but with the death of the other person, all memories were sublimated into nostalgia, so that he can never be forgotten...]

Under this line of marking, Tang Ze wrote in a flying handwriting, "Noah, don't include personal items when remembering things."

"This is the power of death, Senior Jingguang." Tang Ze rubbed the cat's belly without raising his head, but he could still imagine Zhu Fu Jingguang's complicated expression at this moment, "Even if he comes back to life, the scars caused will not fade away. Although many people like to encourage the living by saying that the deceased is dead and the living need to continue on, the pain itself is indeed proof that the deceased once existed... It’s very contradictory, right?”

Stroking the Siamese cat's satin-like short and slippery cat hair in his hand, Tang Ze looked very peaceful and calm when he said this.

He himself, like Zhu Fu Jingguang, was a police officer on a special mission who could not disclose any information even after his death.

And because of the pain he experienced when he retired, his life is destined to be shorter than ordinary people. Most of those who are still surrounding him and remember him are destined to watch him move forward without looking back. toward death.

Tang Ze, who spent six years accepting this fact bit by bit, has become very calm. He even jokingly mentioned that he hoped that he could prepare a eulogy for himself at the memorial service and not write it in a too disgusting way.

After all, Karasawa does not have any direct relatives anymore, and because he did not graduate normally, there is no such distress as Rei Fukiya and Kagemitsu Morofuku. After his death, his photos can be made public.

It's just that the cemetery probably needs to be hidden to prevent some eager guy from coming and disrespecting the deceased.

"Matsuda..." After reading the document in his hand, Zhu Fu Jingguang sat down at the table in a daze, feeling very complicated.

When the case that led to the death of Kenji Hagihara occurred seven years ago, Jinpei Matsuda was one of the front-line workers involved in bomb disposal.

At that time, he and Zero had already been intensively involved in special training. Their original identity information was being processed and discarded bit by bit, and they were unable to contact the outside world at all. They could neither learn the news in time nor give the grieving Matsuda Jinpei Any help is offered.

And Hagiwara Kenji is Matsuda Jinpei's close friend who grew up together. It means a lot to him. This sacrifice may weigh more on him than any of his colleagues.

Matsuda almost survived the most difficult years alone, and then began a four-year pursuit in order to investigate the perpetrator's situation, and in the end...

"It's okay. If you have anything to say, you can wait until he wakes up." Tangze interrupted Zhufu Jingguang's declining mood with a smile and reminded, "Mr. Matsuda will not be able to sleep for long. Cherish his childhood state, there are only a few days left. "

Zhufu Jingguang was interrupted by Tang Ze's words: "..."

Tang Ze patted the cat, which had gained a lot of weight, and placed it on the table.

Zhu Fu Jingguang raised his head and looked into the same blue cat eyes.

"It just happened that at this time, it was his turn to be hatched by the world... Maybe he also had a premonition that the prisoner was about to appear again, and he was very anxious." Tang Ze patted the cat's warm and soft body, but his voice became colder. , "If he was conscious now, he would definitely climb out of hell at all costs to teach this vile scumbag a lesson."

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Due to the intensive information collection of the Phantom Thieves, not only the drunken Morofuku Kagemitsu, but also all those related to Matsuda Jinpei had a difficult time these two days.

The same goes for Jiang Guling, who still sticks to his post and faithfully performs his duties.

So when he walked into the consultation room, he didn't spend any time on packaging his condition, and he naturally showed the same expression of indifference, disgust, and even impatience as when he faced Fuudo Kyosuke.

"Kiharagawa...psychiatrist, right?" Putting the business card in his bag, Amuro revealed a smile that could no longer be false, "I am Karasawa Akira's current guardian. Yesterday, he came to me after returning to his residence and said that you have You need to talk to me. Can you take the time to explain it? Sorry, I am very busy at work and may not be able to spare much time to talk to you about teenagers. "

He stared directly at Kiharagawa's black curly hair and the black-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and the sweet fake smile on his face became a little more disgusting.

He now fully understood the reason for Karasawa's melancholy tone. He simply couldn't help but show his Bourbon face and face the man in front of him with malice.

Kiharakawa pushed up his glasses - still pushing the frames with his knuckles. He raised his head and glanced at Amuro in a strange way, and slowly wrote the first sentence on the paper.

[Extreme mood bipolar disorder (suspected). 】