The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

The moment they successfully subdued Hiruda, the accomplice who was about to move forward with the fisherman's bag in his hand was quickly held down by the police officers who suddenly rushed out and pressed to the ground.

The shouts of the police on both sides made the people on the ground realize that resistance was useless. They were quickly subdued by the swift Sato Miwako. After checking the threat, the scarf, sunglasses, mask and other things covering their faces were torn off like a bereaved mother, revealing an ordinary and slightly distorted face.

Takagi Wataru's action of leading the team into the venue quickly after receiving Conan's message was very timely, and Karasawa's arrival was also accurate. Although the audience near the photographer was in turmoil for a while, it did not affect the order of the entire game.

A major security threat was successfully resolved before the end of the game with the joint efforts of the detective police.

Except for Hiruda whose head hit the chair leg hard and the ball that was shot innocently, nothing else was damaged, which is a cause for celebration.

"Doing this occasionally, it's quite fulfilling, right? I see you don't even have the heart to continue watching the game." Huihara Ai noticed from the corner of his eye that Conan, with his hands behind his head, was grinning as he watched the police take away the man, along with the two kidnappers who had caught him in the act, and whispered, "You're laughing too much, control your expression."

Smiling so proudly, he's probably going to be noticed soon.

"A sense of accomplishment..." Conan touched his nose twice, without refuting Huihara Ai's statement.

In the cases he had experienced in his life, it was a common scene to stand there and watch the police leave after the police finished the case, but it was not common to see a perfect situation like today, where no one was hurt and the criminals didn't even cause too much psychological fluctuations to the police.

But he had to admit that he liked this feeling.

"Compared to witnessing death and tragedy, and then solving a puzzle at the cost of life, I do like the feeling that everyone can be safe and sound." Shrugging his shoulders, Conan said frankly.

"You boys really have a dream of being a hero that will never end." Huiyuan Ai shook her head gently.

Tang Ze's voice interrupted the conversation at the right time: "There's nothing we can do. We are so naive. No matter how old we are, we will always imagine what it's like to stand up and save the world alone..."

Huiyuan Ai rolled her eyelids upwards and looked at Tang Ze who ended the call and walked back to them.

Why did she say it with such pride?

"You guys are a bunch of high school boys..." Huiyuan Ai shook her head.

Before she could retract the old-fashioned expression on her face, Tang Ze quickly held her head and tidied up her bangs that were wet from crying.

"Everyone is such a naive guy, I'm really sorry." Tang Ze, who was not ashamed but proud, helped his sister to tidy up her clothes and told them the news he had just asked. "The arrest was smoother over there than here. Whether it was the surveillance video of the criminal in the act or the surveillance of the other party discarding the gun, it was very clear. The three children hid well this time, and the video was also very clear."

And there were three members of the Phantom Thieves following behind them to help with the aftermath and solve the problem. The three people rarely got into trouble and successfully cooperated with the police to complete a search and close the net. Now they are probably very excited.

"Did you get the gun back?" Conan still asked with concern.

"Yes, his Tokarev was abandoned in the trash can at the exit of the stand area." The foot kiss ended the kidnapper team's temporary dream of guns. Tang Ze knew very well what Conan was asking.

The gunman who shot the football at the beginning was indeed not the photographer Hiruda. At the beginning, he needed to assist his colleagues in carrying and installing photographic equipment, cooperate with the director to test the channel, etc. He was surrounded by more than one colleague at the time, and it was not convenient for him to bring the gun hidden in the photographic equipment directly.

According to their original plan, the gunman was going to throw away the Tokarev in his hand and pretend to hand over the gun to the observer, trying to confuse the observer's identity, so as to hide his identity and get away with it.

No matter what their original intention was for designing such a plan, the idea was very clear, that is, as long as it was not certain whether there was still a potential gun threat in the venue, the police and the TV station had to accept their threats.

"It can be said that a fool's thousand considerations will eventually lead to a good result." Tang Ze's evaluation was like this, "At least the core contradiction was grasped, which was a bet that his identity would not be exposed."

The game was exciting, and if you tried, you would die, which was also a kind of willingness to accept defeat.

"Is their motive just to extort money?" In addition to the question of the criminal method, Conan couldn't help but care about more content related to the case, "They can get more than one gun, and they can also go to great lengths to sneak into the TV station to work for many months, and work hard just for a game or something..."

The photographer of the TV station is also a technical job, and not everyone can do it.

In just half a year, he was able to participate in the live broadcast of such an important football match. At least this photographer who called himself Hiruda had a certain degree of recognition for his ability.

If they have the energy, why not do something else? Why do they have to rely on such an inefficient method to make money? Conan was a little puzzled.

"Exactly, I also need your analysis." Although Tang Ze had already known the purpose of this prisoner through the power of the plot, after Tang Ze reconfirmed it with Mumu Shisan on the phone, he was still speechless, "This photographer named Hiruda "The guns and ammunition they prepared were used to rob banks a year ago."

"Robbing, robbing a bank..." Recalling the appearance and characteristics of the two criminals, Conan couldn't help but twitching, "Two people? Or, they have a female accomplice..."

A tall, thin and strong man, a relatively short and fat middle-aged man, and a young woman...

Could it be that this is the standard equipment of a team of bank robbers in Miwa Town?

Tang Ze and Haibara Ai turned their gazes at the same time, staring at Conan silently without speaking.

What are you implying? Do you have any opinions on Sister Mingmei?

"Ahem, it's nothing, I'm just asking." Realizing that the other two companions in front of him were Miyano Akemi's sister and cousin, Conan stiffly changed the subject.

"Well, the third one is indeed a young woman, and she is also the girlfriend of Zitian." Tang Ze stopped looking at the guy who interrupted the rhythm and continued to state, "According to them, they carefully planned three times for this robbery. In the year, they exhausted all their channels and spent all their savings, and devised a plan that they thought was perfect. They even planned a way to escape overseas. As a result, the Japanese TV station went to their target bank that day. Filmed a variety show of 'Being a Bank President for a Day'..."

"...Their plan was ruined?" Conan's eyes twitched as he caught up with his words.

No, three people decided to rob a bank on a whim, and then one of them dared to think of it and the other dared to do it. They all jumped in and committed crimes. As a result, they happened to be filming a TV show, and they were stillborn...

If this were written into the news, it would be quite sensational.

It is very clear that my sister took two organizations and gave them to her pig teammates in just one week and robbed Haibara Ai of one billion yen: "..."

Could it be that my sister, who is usually gentle and gentle, but not showy or deceitful, is actually very talented in this area?

What is this? Has the criminal genius acquired from growing up in the organization awakened?

"Yeah, it ended in such a bleak way. Then Hirutian's girlfriend was depressed because she was in vain, drank all day long, and finally broke down completely and chose to commit suicide. Hirutian believed that this was a daily sale of a sudden variety show that was inexplicably planned. It was caused by the TV station, so I am preparing to retaliate against the TV station..." When Tangze said this, he couldn't help but shrugged.

This is really a mental patient with a broad mind, and a mentally retarded child with a lot of joy.

After searching the first lesson and finding out this guy's name and other information, he must lead a team in to see what the hall of guys with this kind of brain circuit looks like...

Conan, who was speechless, wrinkled his little face: "Why did they stop after being interrupted once? They failed, can't they try again? It's not like his pistol expired if it was not used on the same day. The TV station filmed the program the next day Is it coming again? Can the bank continue to run? "

How to describe this, this feeling.

You said he was not serious about his crime. He claimed to have prepared carefully for three years for this important scene. Judging from the firepower they collected and the marksmanship showing traces of training, it seems that it is not a lie.

But if you want to say that he is serious about his crime, he has been planning it for three years. The first attempt failed, so he directly chose to commit suicide. This...should he praise her for being a positive perfectionist and not causing chaos to society...

"And shouldn't this be due to bad luck? According to my experience, failures caused by this kind of situation will basically fall into conflicts of blaming each other, exposing each other's past, and then forging a life-or-death feud." On the contrary, this Haihara Ai, who was quite familiar with this way of getting along with fellow criminals, couldn't help but complain.

The organization's tasks inherently have the possibility of failure, and because the punishment for failure within the organization is not severe, if you fail too much and you cannot prove your worth, unless you are a well-connected person with deep roots like Rum, otherwise It may be erased at any time because it loses its use value.

Therefore, once their mission fails, instead of worrying about being reprimanded by the boss for doing something wrong, they prefer to directly enter the pot-sharing meeting stage. This is how many discords among Codename members are formed.

"You ask me, who am I asking." Tang Ze shrugged helplessly, "Even if I can be regarded as a psychology major, we mainly study mental illnesses, not understand them. However, according to my guess, this Maybe it’s his true thoughts, or maybe he’s avoiding reality and deceiving himself.”

"Because you can't accept such a failure?" Conan, who didn't know much about mental illness, frowned.

"Because I can't accept the fact that I indirectly killed my girlfriend." Anyway, the person involved has been handcuffed away, so Tang Ze simply guessed casually, "As you said, it's just a failure. If it doesn't work, just try again. His girlfriend The real cause of death is most likely that he had some conflicts when he was full of resentment, and then he had a complete breakup with them, and then he became mentally unstable and committed suicide by drinking. "

If you don't find a target, that is, a daily TV station, to pass on the pain of failure and loss, then don't you have to admit that you are an incompetent and angry waste, you can't make any money even if you use the criminal law, and you still killed your girlfriend?

Although it's just Tang Ze's conjecture, maybe this is really a ridiculous and a bit sad fact.

"Hmm..." Conan, thinking about this possibility, turned his head and cast his sights towards the stadium.

The halftime break was about to end, and players and staff entered the field one after another. The entire venue once again erupted into loud cheers. The spectators who spontaneously cheered for the team held high banners and wore jerseys with representative colors. Spontaneously forming a human wave, the whole group was in full swing.

Such a joyful day, such a highly anticipated day, has almost become a hell for some people because of the ridiculous logic of a frustrated criminal.

If they had failed to discover the whereabouts of the prisoner in time, if they had failed to stop the crime before the conflict intensified, would there have been innocent viewers who died on this great day for such a ridiculous reason? ?

"Abducting fifty-six thousand people, just for such a sad reason, I started to find that guy particularly disgusting." Conan shook his head.

As mentioned to Haibara Ai before, Conan couldn't help but think of the story of the policeman who died heroically at the dinner table the day before yesterday from the police officers in the Search Division.

If, he means if, if the criminal who caused so many tragedies and is still at large is just arbitrarily arranging other people's lives for a bad or ridiculous reason...

Life shouldn't be such a light thing.

"Compared to solving the mystery of death, I really prefer the feeling now."

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"Cough, cough, cough, cough..."

"Are you okay Matsuda?" Zhufu Jingguang turned his head and reflexively supported Matsuda Jinpei, who was bent over due to coughing, and asked with concern, "If you feel uncomfortable somewhere, please tell me in time."

Although he knew that their bodies were almost reshaped and that they must not be in any health condition, and they might even be healthier than they were when they were plagued by occupational diseases before they died, he still had an instinct for something as magical as resurrection. worried.

The medical abilities of Miyano Shiho and Asai Narimi are both good. If any situation is reported in time, it can still be handled well.

"No, it's okay..." Matsuda Jinpei moved the cigarette holder away and rubbed his nose twice, feeling like someone was talking about him behind his back.

Well, this day has really come again. Is it that girl Sato?

This shadow of unknown identity has indeed been hanging over them for too long.

Starting from 7 years ago, he was trapped in this old nightmare until his death. Now, this nightmare seems to be lingering in Miwako Sato's mind with his death.

Sure enough, if we don't catch the criminal directly and end this nightmare, everything will not end.

"I finally got a new lung, please stop smoking." Zhu Fu Jingguang shook his head, but didn't try to persuade him. After saying this, he stepped on the rocks in front of him and climbed up to the highest cliff. .

This is the Shibuya area of ​​Tokyo, but in front of it, what should have been a noisy city, has become a neat basin, with the entire area sunken.

Below the cliff is a brightly lit playground.

I don’t know if the decorator did it intentionally. This amusement park covers an area comparable to Dorobica Park, but the main body only has two lighting effects: white and red, rendering the originally warm and dreamy scene into a strange and heavy one.

This sunken land replaced Shibuya. If you look closely, you can still see the traces of the original city. The entire area seems to have been hit by a giant meteorite, creating a huge crater.

...Or, it can be said that it was exploded.

Matsuda Jinpei, who had a relatively calm expression at first, could almost tell at a glance how the scorched earth on the edge of the plot was produced. It was visible to the naked eye, and his whole expression became serious and gloomy.

"Is this what you want me to see?" Matsuda Jinpei narrowed his eyes, "Huh? Is this what that guy thinks the world looks like? An amusement park? A theme park? Built on blasted potholes?"

Matsuda Jinpei, who has had two confrontations with the opponent, is of course well aware of the cunning and vicious nature of this prisoner. Rather, he devised this poisonous plan in the last three seconds to force the bomb disposal personnel to risk their lives on the side of the railway track. To do the trolley problem, in the end he had to let the bomb disposal officer, who was far more skilled than him, sit back and wait for death. This originally represented the vicious and despicable character of the other party.

But seeing this metaphor become a reality with his own eyes, and watching how the other party treated human life with such contempt and blasphemy, Matsuda Jinpei still felt the anger surging in his chest.

A scum like this, a bastard like this, will continue to cause tragedy to many families...!

"Matsuda, don't go there." He grabbed Matsuda Jinpei, whose hands were clenched into fists, and Zhufu Jingguang shook his head, "Since finding this person's name, the leader has tested it twice, and now his game The park is not 'open for business' and it may be dangerous if you force your way in. "

This bomber, without discussing unnecessary circumstances, only considers his own criminal behavior pattern. He is definitely an antisocial psychopath. The amusement park below also demonstrates this fact.

He regards playing the role of the police, who represent justice, as a game, and regards the lives of countless people as footnotes to his own fireworks. This is definitely the goal of a psychopathic type.

The threats and attacks against the police every three years are not so much for revenge or dissatisfaction with the police as for satisfying his own perverted desires.

This is like some serial murderers. For them, violence and crime are the switches that activate happiness, and the threshold will always be higher and higher. Revenge for their companions is just an excuse to convince themselves that they should naturally cross the bottom line. That’s all.

In order to support his statement, Zhu Fu Jingguang took another step closer to the edge of the cliff and stretched out his hand.

The moment his arm crossed the edge of the cliff, the ordinary sweatshirt and jeans he was wearing suddenly changed, and he instantly switched to the form of a Phantom Thief costume.

This is undoubtedly a palace master full of malice and aggression. Even the outermost periphery of the palace can easily activate the phantom thief form.

Under Matsuda Jinpei's shocked gaze, Zhufu Jingguang pushed up the goggles on his face, revealing his eyes again.

“According to our analysis, only when this person starts the ‘game’ in his mind again, will this place re-enter business status.”

Although he didn't quite understand what the scene in front of him was about, and he hadn't yet fully accepted this worldview that was completely divorced from the technological side, Matsuda Jinpei, who had completely returned to this case, ignored those things that he had not yet figured out. part.

He pointed out Zhu Fu Jingguang's meaning straightforwardly: "...So, what you mean is that you have to wait until he becomes active again today before you can directly capture him from this side of the world."

"Or, you can do it on that side if you want." Zhufu Jingguang looked at him and replied softly, "The Phantom Thieves have their own methods, but... you are the party and the victim. This decision, It’s not for others to do it for you.”