The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

"Wait a minute, wait a minute. I'm a little confused." Jinpei Matsuda, pinching his brows, raised his palm and stopped Zhufu Jingguang's explanation.

Zhufu Jingguang, who understood his mood very well, stopped talking at the right time and looked at Tang Ze, who was leaning back with a can of soda in his pocket.

The surrounding environment was completely quiet, and only the regular sound from the detection equipment could be heard. Jinpei Matsuda exhaled and felt that his brain finally started to work.

The violent roar caused by the explosion was still echoing in his ears. His consciousness just disappeared in the intense burning pain. The next second, accompanied by the feeling of weightlessness and the violent flashing blue light, he opened his eyes again and appeared in this place. And the first person he saw when he opened his eyes was his friend who had already died.

He thought he had come to the country after death or something. Can't really blame him for his jumping thoughts?

"So, you are indeed dead... Well, at least three years ago. The news I got is true." Matsuda Jinpei confirmed, his voice a little dry, "I have been dead for three years."

"Three years." Tang Ze, who successfully woke people up with the date, added, "Well, the time may be a few hours off, but not too much."

The football game is still going on, and even if the bomber takes action this time, it will not be now.

So strictly speaking, it is still a few hours off.

"Hey, leader..." Zhu Fushiki Kagemitsu glanced at him, stopping Tang Ze from continuing to tell strange jokes.

After returning to this world, he is not dissatisfied with his current life, but if their leader of the Phantom Thieves is a more stable guy... Forget it, a more stable guy probably won't come up with something as second-rate as the Phantom Thieves of Heart.

Matsuda Jinpei finally shifted his attention to the face of this boy who had not participated in their conversation except for a laugh, and frowned slightly when he saw his white hair and red eyes.

According to Zhu Fujing, both of them were miraculously resurrected from their predetermined death by this person who called himself Joker.

The reason why this person did this was because it was "the wish of Rei Furuya".

...But are there really such easy miracles in this world?

Of course, there is nothing wrong with being able to survive. He still has a promise that must be fulfilled, he still has things that he must do, and there are too many reasons not to stay at that moment.

But if this requires an unbearable price, or if his friends have to bear too much, then he is definitely not a person who can sacrifice others for his own life.

His death may not be so meaningful, perhaps just a trivial matter in Tokyo, a city full of various colors. Except for his friends and relatives who are familiar with him, and his colleagues who feel sorry for him, perhaps few people remember his name.

But this is a choice he has never regretted since he embarked on this path, and he does not need a blond idiot to save him on his own.

Tang Ze received the gaze of Matsuda Jinpei, and felt an inexplicably familiar taste from it, and couldn't help laughing.

When he refused to evacuate and used his life as a bargaining chip, vowing to delay the departure of the bandit leader and create an opportunity to completely wipe out the other party, his contact person also had a similar expression, which made Tang Ze's original impression of him, which was very flat and lacking in practical feelings, suddenly become friendly.

Should we say that he is worthy of being a guy who can throw life and death behind his mind without hesitation for his previous oath? This guy is good, and that guy is also good.

They did it.

"Don't look at me like that, Officer Matsuda. Don't worry, I have never had any ill will towards Mr. Fūya, and I didn't do anything to exchange his life for you." Tang Ze shrugged, "It may take some time to explain it in detail. Senior Jingguang spent two or three days to understand the situation and adapt to it. Although you can do this, but..."

Tang Ze took out his mobile phone and checked the time.

The gymnasium is not very close to the base. If you want to get back as soon as possible, you will inevitably have to take a shortcut through the impression space. I'm afraid there is no time for them to reminisce so leisurely.

"The first half of the football match is about to start. Are you sure we still want to waste time here? Let's talk while we walk."

As for miracles...

Let the person himself see it.

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"Hey, what are you two doing?!"

When Hiruda hurried back to the camera, he saw two children crawling on their seats, fiddling with something, and hurriedly ran forward to scold them.

Conan, who had been staring at the viewfinder for a while, was roughly grabbed by the waist by the man behind him. He did not struggle, but turned his head scrutinizingly, looking at the man's ferocious face in surprise and anger.

Nippomi TV was too careless when hiring people. Even if there was no need to go on the air, is it really okay for such a front-line staff member?

Habara Ai, who was operating the camera handle for Conan, also let go of her hand and gently jumped down from the cameraman's position.

The two looked at each other, their expressions were very intriguing, but they still tactfully gave up the passage so that the cameraman could sit back in his seat smoothly.

The cameraman took two steps back to his chair without thinking, and was about to sit in front of the equipment to complete the next operation, but he saw two children standing on his left and right.

When he looked over, the two not only did not retreat, but took a step closer, as if they wanted to see how he operated the machine.

"How could you come and touch our camera without permission? Where are your parents?" Hiruda, who had hurriedly taken the gun, was eager to hide the pistol in the camera equipment. Seeing that the two children had no intention of leaving, he simply scolded them, "This is a live broadcast, and children cannot be allowed to touch it casually!"

"Is it not possible to take a look?" Huiyuan Ai deliberately said in a childish voice, which sounded innocent and natural, "We want to see how the TV is filmed."

"Go away, don't make trouble for others!" Hiruda waved his hand unceremoniously and glanced at the time.

He was very anxious.

There were less than five minutes left before the official halftime break. He had to hurry up to hide the gun, and then continue to operate the camera and complete the instructions to his companions.

Although as a cameraman who needs to receive the director's information at all times and keep the broadcast synchronized, he can reasonably wear a communication headset to avoid attracting anyone's attention, but sitting in front of the camera and mumbling is different from mumbling in front of two children.

Even if the children don't understand what he is saying, if they suddenly speak, the sound will be transmitted to their companions' walkie-talkies, which is no different from directly revealing their identity to the police.

"Oh, okay--" Conan said this in a disappointed tone with a long tone.

Thinking that the two children were finally scared away, Hiruda slightly adjusted the camera that was moved to shoot, waited for a moment and felt something was wrong, turned around to see, but saw that the two of them just took two steps back and still had no intention of leaving the shooting area.

The pistol in the cameraman's arms was a Beretta, which was not very large, but it was definitely not small enough to be hidden anywhere.

What he wanted to do was to hide the pistol directly in the wide lens hood of the camera and use the viewfinder to accurately locate the target. It was impossible to take it out in front of the two children.

"... I told you to get out of the way!" When Hiruda spoke again, his voice was already full of anger, and he almost threw the gun directly at the two children's faces, "The adults are working, can't you see?"

Conan and Huiyuan Ai also looked at each other again and communicated silently with their eyes.

After confirming that their goals were the same, the two suddenly screamed loudly at the same time.

Under the influence of Tang Ze, the acting freak, Huiyuan Ai's fake crying can already be very real. The big tears slid down in strings, and her face was flushed in just a few seconds. The tip of her nose was even redder. With her cute and delicate appearance, people couldn't help but feel soft.

And Conan just howled dryly, and even because of Huiyuan Ai's overly realistic crying, his emotions were interrupted for a while.

... I always feel that Huiyuan didn't seem to learn anything good from Tang Ze.

The crying of the children was extremely penetrating. Even in the stadium full of noisy shouts, their voices attracted the attention of the surrounding audience. Even the coaching seats outside the fence, some people couldn't help but look back because of the screaming sound.

Hiruda, who originally wanted to reduce other people's attention, panicked.

The audience who were closer saw that they were two children who were not even waist-high, and soon some people gathered around.

"What's wrong, kids?"

"Oh, you are crying like this, are you lost? Can't find your parents?"

"..."

The photography area that was originally empty around suddenly gathered several people. Hiruda hurriedly pressed the gun in his arms, and then looked at the countdown that was running out of time, and gritted his teeth.

There was no way. He didn't have time to communicate with the other side. The other party was already rushing to Exit 18 for the handover. He could only hide the gun first and wait to tell the police.

He turned on the switch of the headset connected to the mobile phone and listened silently to the movement on the other side.

The noisy ambient sound gradually faded away, and it was not difficult to hear that his companion had left the noisy stands and walked into the corridor of the stadium.

The halftime whistle had already sounded, and only the echoing footsteps could be heard in the quiet corridor.

After a full half-minute, the footsteps finally stopped, and then there was the sound of zipping and flipping...

The heavy breathing of the companion who was also wearing headphones was muffled by the scarf, which was very obvious, and Hiruda could also hear his nervousness.

Both of them were waiting for the police who were squatting nearby to jump out and arrest him so as to further blackmail him.

——After making such a big fuss, only 50 million yen or something, isn’t it too much of a loss?

From the beginning, their plan was to make Nichimi TV pay 1 billion yen to make up for their plan that was interrupted by this group of troublesome media.

However, the one on the other end of the phone searched and checked for a long time, and was almost taking out the banknotes in the bag and counting them one by one, but the surroundings were still quiet and there was no movement.

Until he slowly pulled up the bag again and stood up straight, nothing happened, which made people on both ends of the phone stunned.

Impossible, it's not right. Hiruda started to think frantically.

He was a cameraman of the broadcast team who needed to be on call at any time, so he was always on the broadcast team's channel. He heard clearly the director received a threatening call, and even the police's questions and instructions after the police car arrived.

But what about the people who were arranged to be near the ransom? Why don't you come out and give the money to them? Zhidian was puzzled.

Just as the two kidnappers were awkwardly standing there, a new voice came from among the noisy children and adults behind Zitian.

"Xiao Ai, Conan, why are you here? Everyone, please give way, I'm sorry, please give way, this is my sister..."

"Brother, brother..."

Hiruda, who sensed something was wrong, moved his gaze away from the viewfinder, turned his head slightly and looked over, and saw a boy with the same hair color as the little girl squeezed into the crowd and picked up the child who was sitting on the ground. , pat gently.

The crowd's attention was completely attracted by a few people, and Hirutian breathed a sigh of relief.

In this case, even if they are very close to you, your actions will most likely not be discovered.

That's fine, let the person who took the money leave immediately, and then call the directing team to extort the second round of ransom...

With this in mind, Hiruda unzipped the vest, untied the belt hidden on the inner layer of clothing, and grabbed the handle of the pistol.

Listening to the sound that still reached his ears through the headphones, Hiruda was irritated and at the same time, he felt even more malicious.

What a pity, he could only shoot at the audience stand opposite, otherwise he really wanted to turn around and just kill the naughty kid and his parents who were causing trouble for him.

Killing a few bastards can also effectively increase the success rate of blackmail, so why not do it.

"Conan." Tangze, who was holding the child in his arms, patted it and gently turned around so that Conan, who was lying on his shoulder, faced the photographer's position.

Conan, who had his hands around Karasawa's neck, immediately adjusted his posture and opened the dial at hand.

With the cover of Karasawa and his own figure, Conan pressed the launch button without hesitation.

The anesthesia needle struck Zhidian in the back of his neck with great precision just as he was halfway out of the pistol. With a crunching sound, he fell straight back and fell off the high seat.

The Beretta he held tightly in his hand was also brought out smoothly, and as he tipped over, it slid directly to Karasawa's feet.

"Give way!"

"Police, performing official duties, please give way!"

"Don't move! You've been arrested..."

After receiving the action notice, Takagi Wataru and others rushed over in a hurry, and saw their suspect hanging on the chair with his mouth crooked and his eyes squinting. He seemed to have lost consciousness, and he would definitely be unable to continue to endanger public safety.

Takagi Wataru was stunned, looked around, and instinctively looked at Tang Ze, who was holding Conan in one hand and patting Haihara Ai's head buried on his waist with the other, as if he was very busy.

He looked down at the gun, which had been stepped on by Tang Ze, so it did not attract the attention of the surrounding people. He moved his lips twice, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

"I don't know what's wrong." Tang Ze looked innocent and rubbed the gun under his feet twice. "Maybe it's a sudden cerebral hemorrhage or something, or maybe it's cerebral palsy? Should I send him to the hospital?"

After all, no one who has had a cerebral hemorrhage for ten years can develop a magical circuit like "I robbed a bank when the TV station was interrupted from filming, so I didn't get the money, and my girlfriend committed suicide because of it. The TV station is fully responsible". It's safe to send her to the hospital. That's right.