The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

"Remember to close the doors and windows next time." After closing the sliding door on the balcony, Kyogoku Makoto turned around and said to Suzuki Sonoko with a serious face, "We can only be regarded as a hotel of some size. As long as you have a little physical strength and are agile, it is not a problem to climb to the second floor."

He probably knew what kind of family Suzuki Sonoko came from, and he also knew that she rarely lived in a hotel with such conditions, so after thinking about it, he gave up the plan to continue safety education, lowered his head, and began to stuff the personal belongings scattered all over the floor into her bag.

Conan only observed the situation in the room for a while, and he clearly knew that the culprit who caused this mess was definitely not the attacker who flew very fast, but most likely the warrior who rushed in to enforce justice, so he took the opportunity to pull Mao Lilan who wanted to stop it.

"What are you doing?" Suzuki Sonoko wanted to say something, but when she remembered this guy's record of sending people flying with one punch, her voice softened. "I can clean up by myself..."

"No, I'll change your room." Kyogoku Makoto put her travel bag on his shoulder, still serious and serious, "Your room number has been remembered by the intruder, it's not safe."

In fact, he wanted to say that girls with family conditions like Suzuki Sonoko should be more cautious when traveling. Even if they meet... the opposite sex they like very much, they can't tell the other person their specific address just because they have a good first impression. He looked at Mao Lilan standing next to her, holding the child and looking like a quiet lady, and swallowed these words.

Forget it, someone can protect her, and the hotel waiter who met by chance should not know Suzuki Sonoko's family situation.

Take a deep breath, he and a few people moved to the inside of the hotel, closer to the stairs and the inner courtyard.

In this way, he can directly notice the situation here when he is downstairs, and can ensure the safety of the other party.

"Don't go out for dinner, our hotel has its own restaurant. The food is not bad." Hearing the sound of rain outside getting louder and louder, he added, "The man ran away, and we don't know where he is. It's not safe to go out."

Hearing this, Mao Lilan took a step closer to Suzuki Sonoko and whispered, "Isn't this man pretty good? He is easy to talk to. Don't be too opinionated, he should really want to protect us."

Suzuki Sonoko, who was not convinced, wanted to refute, but remembered that he reminded them yesterday in a stiff tone that Tang Ze might have been bullied, and she couldn't say the words of complaint.

"Okay, but his attitude is really average." Suzuki Sonoko pouted and muttered softly.

"He came back to help his family during the summer vacation, not a real waiter..." Mao Lilan smiled and patted her, then thought a little, "But if I think about it this way, I feel like I've seen him somewhere."

"Xiaolan, if you didn't say this, I would think it was a very clumsy pick-up line." Suzuki Sonoko bumped Mao Lilan's shoulder, "Are you moved by his powerful muscles?"

"What are you talking about..."

The two girls behind him were laughing and joking as they walked. Kyogoku Shin looked at their bright smiles that seemed not to be disturbed by the sudden situation, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

When he turned back, he couldn't help but fall into thought.

Why did he think that the murderer would target them and asked him to protect Suzuki Sonoko, but also asked him not to take him down in one go, and it would be best to find a way to let him go?

This request is a bit too strange...

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When the two of them cleaned up the new room and entered the restaurant, Tang Ze came back late.

Another twenty minutes later, Mikyou Masahiko, who was supposed to show up a long time ago, finally showed up at the door of the Wawu Hotel.

"Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean to be late." Mikyou Masahiko was led into the restaurant with a smile on his face, and slowly moved to their table with a leisurely pace, "It was raining too hard, and my car stalled. I didn't want to break the appointment, so I had to walk here. This road is really difficult to walk."

Conan turned his head and looked at his hands in his pockets, walking in a pretentious manner, and whispered: "Pretentious."

Tang Ze, who had already listened to the professional action analysis of the scene from Mao Lilan's mouth, bit his chopsticks and glanced at Mikyou Masahiko subtly.

His keen five senses had allowed him to clearly smell the iodine on the other person's body, and he also saw the bandage on the bottom edge of his shirt.

Mikyou Masahiko was not pretending at all, but he was hit hard a few times and couldn't walk fast at all.

Maybe his ribs or something else had been broken, and the reason why he didn't take his hands out might be similar.

No, it should be said that after taking such a fierce frontal attack from Kyogoku Makoto and being knocked away from a height of several meters, if he had not landed on a tree and received some cushioning, this man might have died.

He was still able to struggle to get up and escape, and after being bandaged, he walked into this extremely terrifying place with a strong smile. Tang Ze had to admire his firm will to commit a crime.

Very good, very spirited, he likes this kind of toughness!

So his tone of voice was much gentler than at noon, and he took the initiative to push the side dishes he didn't like to eat in front of the other party: "It's really hard to walk on the road. But the dishes here are unexpectedly good, Mr. Daoxie, try it."

Eat, eat more, eat enough to get on the road.

Dao Xie Masahiko, who didn't know what lines from the underworld were reciting in Tang Ze's mind, just looked at his gentle smile with doubts, and picked up the bowls and chopsticks doubtfully: "Then I'll be relieved. I promised to take you to eat something good." Food, looking at the situation, I thought it would be impossible.”

Conan, who frowned and looked at the traces of mud and water on his trousers and shoes, raised his head when he heard this and glanced at the man who felt good about himself silently.

It sounds like it's the store you're looking for...

Karasawa held back his laughter and thoughtfully handed Conan the seasonings that were out of his reach.

Why doesn't it count? Without his full assistance, would the hotel let us have this meal in vain?

"clang--"

Kyogoku, who knocked the porcelain plate in his hand on the table, looked at Dokyo Masahiko expressionlessly.

Obviously, these words made Kyogoku, who actually provided the meals, feel very unhappy, and he didn't have a good look at this man at all.

"I told you, our restaurant tastes pretty good. If you make a reservation in advance, we have more fresh seafood." He picked up a plate of sliced ​​cantaloupe, ignored Daoxie Masahiko who was sitting next to him, and put When they arrived at Karasawa's side, he said, "I'm sorry that you had a bad experience in the hotel. This meal is a gift from us."

"Yes, the seafood restaurant on the beach is also yours." Suzuki Sonoko nodded repeatedly after tasting a piece of fish, "The lunch tastes good too. If I had known better, I should have eaten here yesterday."

"But in that case, we will go to the fireworks display too late, and we may not be able to save that sister." Conan, who was reminded of the intruder, thought about it and immediately brought the topic to this matter, " Could it be the prisoner who ran into Sister Yuanzi’s room?”

It's a pity that his reaction was a little slow last night and he was so eager to save people that he didn't have time to adjust the zoom of his glasses and see the prisoner's face clearly. Otherwise, he would be able to roughly identify the appearance of the criminal through the descriptions of Suzuki Sonoko and Kyogoku. .

"Probably, no." Suzuki Sonoko pondered and slowly shook her head, "It's impossible for the prisoner to know where my room is. Is he just a thief who wants to steal something?"

"Then did you lose something?"

"Well, Mr. Kyogoku reacted very quickly, so nothing was lost. Fortunately among misfortunes."

Conan said "Oh" and couldn't help but start thinking.

If he was really the murderer of that case, then instead of looking for Suzuki Sonoko's luggage, what he should do instead is attack Karasawa directly, right?

... He didn't mean that he should attack Karasawa, but in the eyes of people who didn't know them, they should all be ordinary high school students with no ability to resist.

Not to mention, Karasawa was grabbed by Toru Adachi yesterday and kept saying "yes, yes, yes" and "yes, yes, yes" to everything. In the eyes of strangers, he was an easier target when he was alone.

Unless, in the eyes of the murderer, Suzuki Sonoko's luggage has more urgent processing needs than Karasawa himself.

Why... Let’s talk about the items in the luggage that are related to the incident...

"What about your camera? Is it broken?" Conan asked quickly, "Things were flying around, but it didn't hit it..."

"No, I checked. Except for the film cover being smashed open, everything else is intact." Suzuki Sonoko replied casually.

"The lid is open, so is the film exposed?" Conan narrowed his eyes.

Maybe this is the purpose of the prisoner.

"No, there is no film in it. I sent the used film to be developed in the afternoon." Suzuki Sonoko thought for a while and said "Ah", "I was going to look at these photos with you when I was preparing dinner, because I almost forgot about this..."

As she spoke, she took out a stack of photos from her small bag and shook them.

Holding the bowl and swallowing hard at the dishes on the table, Tao Xie Masahiko looked up immediately as if he was taking poison.

His ribs were in great pain. Even if he chewed, he would feel a sting like a needle. He couldn't eat any delicious food. Now that he saw the purpose of his trip, he suddenly felt as if he was in a fog. amnesty.

"Do you mind if I take a look first?" He put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hands and asked immediately.

"Okay, I was going to take it out and look at it." Suzuki Sonoko handed over the photo paper in her hand.

"Hey, wait, wait a minute -" Mao Lilan, remembering what Yuanzi had taken in the morning, hurriedly tried to stop her.

Suzuki Sonoko patted the back of her hand comfortingly and said with a smile: "Don't worry, your photo has been removed for you."

Dao Xie Masahiko took the photo in his hand, with a warm smile on his face, and looked through them one by one, his eyes constantly wandering over each photo, unwilling to let go of every detail.

No...no...this one is not...

"You've taken a lot of photos of couples," he couldn't keep looking at them. Dao Xie Masahiko commented with a smile, "Are they all people you know, or is this some kind of homework requirement?"

"Well..." Suzuki Sonoko's eyes wandered awkwardly.

I can’t say that I’m in a bad mood, so when I see a couple, I feel like there are so many people in the world who are in love, why can’t there be just one more of them, and click the shutter button hard?

"However, the photos are very good. You have the talent of a photographer." Tao Xie Masahiko was full of compliments. "You must have good wishes when you take photos. The photos you take are very warm."

Conan, who was leaning against his hand to secretly look at the photos together, rolled his eyelids upon hearing this.

What beautiful blessings are obviously cold hatred...

But no matter how you look at it, there’s nothing weird about these photos, right?

He still had an impression of the appearance of the woman he rescued yesterday, and she was not included in the photos, not even among the other tourists who occasionally served as the background for the photos.

Although they passed the crime scene at night, Yuanzi didn't take any pictures at all?

What was the prisoner looking for, or did he have a misunderstanding for some reason?

Conan was still frowning and thinking, but Tao Xie Masahiko had already turned to the photos they took at the fireworks display at night.

The reason why there is a saying that beauty is seen under the lamp is precisely because the atmosphere between the interlacing light and shadow is easier to bring out the beauty. It can illuminate the beauty of an eight-point beautiful person. Turn here and see the fireworks. Mao Lilan and Suzuki Sonoko, who were smiling like flowers, whether it was Tao Xie Masahiko or Conan, couldn't help but be stunned.

"Oh, the photos taken by Karasawa are so beautiful." Seeing the photos in their hands across the table, Suzuki Sonoko smiled and picked up one of the photos held by Taoist Masahiko, and motioned to Mao Lilan, "He took some photos for us. These pictures are all beautiful.”

Mao Lilan took the photo and found that she was squatting down and stuffing the fairy wand into Conan's hand. The fireworks above her head, the starlight in her hands, and the two illuminated faces had a soft and lingering flavor.

"I, I didn't even notice..." Mao Lilan squeezed the photo and touched it cherishingly.

"I also like this one very much." Suzuki Sonoko showed the photo in her hand, and then gestured to the photo in their hand, "Compared to him, the photo I took is just average."

After the two covers were taken away, the one Suzuki Sonoko took of Karasawa was revealed.

Although it is not a very artistic shot, it is just an ordinary straight-view shot. In the photo, Karasawa's eyes are illuminated by the fireworks with his head slightly tilted. Coupled with his handsome and photogenic face, it is still very interesting to watch.

Conan and Tao Xie Masahiko looked at the photo. Conan had no reaction. Tao Xie Masahiko looked at it for a few seconds and suddenly his expression froze.

This static photo suddenly seemed to move at a certain moment when he blinked. The smile of the brown-haired boy in the photo widened a little, and the blue eyes illuminated by the golden light suddenly blinked and turned into golden vertical pupils. , the face that was so handsome a second ago suddenly took on a frightening sense of inhumanity.

Dao Xie Masahiko's face turned pale, he shook his head vigorously, and opened his eyes again.

The photo in his hand has not changed at all, it is still Tang Ze smiling under the fireworks.

Is this, is this his hallucination, or is he resistant to the guy who interrupted his actions, as well as vague panic and fear, so he is so nervous that he has hallucinations...

Dao Xie Masahiko raised his head and looked at Tang Ze, who was smiling and twisting a piece of watermelon, with a slight fear.

If he had known that he would run into such a powerful and violent maniac, he should not have chosen to come here to rummage through Suzuki Sonoko's luggage today. He should have directly followed this lone guy and killed him.

As for the photos, you can send them down with the car tomorrow, and then there will be no worries.

Well, let's find a way to keep Karasawa in the car...

"Hey, don't you have the photo that Brother Tangze took at noon?" Conan asked when he saw that the photo had bottomed out.

It was normal for Sonoko not to show the photo of Xiaolan's back in her swimsuit this morning. It was somewhat private and not appropriate to show to others.

However, the one Karasawa took was Tao Xie Masahiko. Since he was going to show it to me at dinner time, wouldn’t it be better to have a photo of him, and maybe give it to him as a gift or something...

Dao Xie Masahiko, who was looking at Karasawa, also reacted and also looked at Suzuki Sonoko.

Maybe what Tang Ze said at noon made him feel uncomfortable, so he subconsciously ignored the photo taken at the same time as Tang Ze spoke.

As a reminder, those may indeed be the last one or two negatives of the entire roll of film.

"Um..." Suzuki Sonoko looked at Karasawa hesitantly, and then at Dokyo Masahiko who looked curious, and said hesitantly, "Those two photos, uh, are a bit strange. The person who developed the photos said that maybe The same film was exposed repeatedly during the shooting, so the effect was very bad, so I didn’t put it in.”

"Double exposure? What does it look like?" Conan asked.

It is still unclear which photo the murderer is targeting, so pay attention to each photo.

Well, there’s no need for Xiaolan’s photo. Anyway, apart from her back, I only captured a little bit of the beach and the sky...

"C-could it be said that something was really taken..." Thinking of what Tang Ze said when taking the photo, Mao Lilan's face immediately turned pale.

Ghost, ghost or something...!

"No..." Suzuki Sonoko shook her head helplessly. Seeing this, she had no choice but to take out the last photo from her bag and put it on the table. "It feels like there may be something wrong with the lens or the film. ”

Several people turned to look.

In the center of the photo, there is the handsome face of Dao Xie Masahiko with a look of astonishment. Yes, but the entire photo has a weird red tone.

Especially the close-up of Dokyo Masahiko himself.

Except for his face, his whole body was covered with a layer of dark red color, like paint, even covering up the exaggerated patterns on his shirt.

With a blood-like color tone, the photo was clearly taken at noon, but it still produced a red film texture that was eerie and terrifying, making people feel panicked.

Ran Maoli shuddered and immediately grabbed Suzuki Sonoko's arm. Mikyou Masahiko's face turned pale.

The instigator, Karasawa, picked up the tea at hand and drank it leisurely.

His photography skills are really good, right?