The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

"Detective Mori's assistant, that's it."

Morofuku Gaoming lowered his head and looked at the elementary school student standing in front, then looked at Karasawa who was one step behind and standing a little further away, and finally chose to lower his head and continue the conversation with Edogawa Conan.

"What do you two want to ask when you contact me?"

He did not directly question why two children were communicating with him.

Mouri Kogoro has a good reputation. When he got involved in the case, he definitely didn't want to make any mistakes or omissions that would damage his already established reputation. However, his position in the investigation team was awkward. He only had a position but no command power. It was indeed inconvenient for him to have direct contact with the frontline police. members.

Conan looked at the solid-color lunch box he put at hand, and quickly told the story he had prepared: "Uncle Maori said that you are a very famous police detective, and the first victim in the case appeared in Sui, which is very close to you. Bingling, you should have some preliminary conclusions."

Whenever I come to Tokyo, I receive thank-you gifts and letters from people. Although I haven’t had much contact with him due to the distance, he is definitely a policeman who is serious and responsible enough in handling cases.

As for Usui Ridge, which is located at the junction, technically belongs to Qunma County, and he did not ask Yamamura Cao from Qunma County about this question... Presumably, everyone can understand it without explanation.

"Well, I just heard from the Tokyo police in the restaurant that Mr. Mori has a young but very clever assistant. It seems that he is you." Zhufu Gaoming looked at Conan with interest for a moment and clicked. He nodded and did not deny his statement, "The first victim who was brutally killed, after our confirmation, had a fight with someone due to some conflicts a year ago and was stabbed with a knife. Due to the seriousness of the injury, the suspect He is already on the police's wanted list, and we are still verifying the whereabouts of the fugitive. "

Conan's eyes lit up after he got the exact answer, and he quickly asked: "Can you tell us the specific situation? Or, you can consider giving the information to Detective Maori..."

"It does not involve specific personal information, and there is nothing that cannot be said. This suspect is still at large, but he has a close girlfriend who lives in Nagano Prefecture. My colleagues are monitoring her movements, and there should be a high probability The whereabouts of this person can be found. The investigation team will definitely notify Mr. Detective Maori, so he can rest assured." Zhufu Gaoming answered truthfully and had no intention of hiding it.

With the establishment of the task force, this suspect will naturally come into the police's sight, but according to Zhu Fu Gaoming's thinking, the possibility of this person being the murderer is not high.

He still prefers that the murderer must have certain interpersonal connections with all the deceased people to commit such an emotional and venting crime.

The need to keep this information confidential is not high, so telling the relevant personnel of the investigation team is certainly not a problem.

"Can I ask why he had a conflict with the deceased?" Conan thought for a while and felt that it was unlikely that this person was related to the case. However, he still did not completely ignore this clue and continued to ask.

“According to the records and eyewitness testimonies at the time, when the two people were queuing up for an amusement ride in Dorobiga Park, they got into an argument because the deceased asked the fugitive to put out his cigarette. The fugitive became resentful, so he followed and attacked the deceased. He is an impulsive and irritable guy," Zhu Fu Gaoming commented.

What he meant was that it would be difficult for a guy who would almost get killed over a small conflict to control the victim first and then transport him to the scene of the crime to kill him. This conflict was an act of impulsive passion. The crime is completely inconsistent with the image of the murderer in this case.

"Did the other deceased also go to Dorobika Park?"

"That's not true. No similar information has been found so far."

"Did you get into a quarrel because of smoking while queuing..." Conan touched his chin, thoughtfully, and was about to turn his head to make eye contact with Tang Ze to see if Tang Ze had anything to add, when he turned his head But he found that his friend who was following him silently was missing.

"Are you looking for the brown-haired boy?" Zhufu Gaoming pointed to the aisle behind him, "He went upstairs, probably to the bathroom."

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When Ireland hurried to the bathroom door with a stack of files, he saw Kumail leaning against the window with a cigarette between his fingers, seeming to be looking down at the road below.

The way he held the cigarette was very standard and skillful. It was a very convenient way to bring the filter to his mouth. He looked like a long-time smoker, which made Ireland frown instinctively.

"Standing in the corridor of the Metropolitan Police Department and smoking doesn't fit your image as a good student." Facing this underage colleague with an eccentric personality and being difficult to get along with again, Ireland didn't even bother to pretend, and asked in a irritated tone, "You Don’t get too carried away.”

Kumail is a guy who grew up in the organization. It would not be strange to have all five poisons, but Tang Zezhao is not.

If he were seen like this by others, it would easily arouse doubts.

Tangze turned his head, glanced at Ireland with a cool look, and bit the paper in his hand in front of him.

A small white sugar piece exuding a sweet fragrance was exposed.

Tangze, who has really quit smoking for many years, would never smoke even if he didn't consider his current age. This is a cigarette candy.

Ireland, who felt like he had been tricked: "..."

"Rather than worrying about me, you should worry about yourself. Adachi Toru is not a positive guy. It's your business if you are eager for quick success for the mission. Don't waste this identity that Bourbon and I have worked so hard to get." Tang Ze bit the sweet candy and threw back all the sarcasm of Ireland.

On the surface, this identity was that he and Bourbon asked an undercover of a low-ranking organization to come to Tokyo for convenience, and made a full set of identity whitewashing and arrangements for the other party. What he said was absolutely the truth, and no one could find fault with it.

Ireland held his breath and couldn't spit it out. His face was ugly for a moment, and then he squeezed out a sentence from his teeth: "Okay, I told you the result of the meeting. You should continue to play your good student."

Kumel took advantage of the convenience of his identity and followed Maori Kogoro to guard the door of the meeting room. The organization called it convenient support to prevent his identity from being exposed and causing any accidents. In fact, they didn't trust Ireland's acting ability and asked him to cover the bottom just in case.

Even if it wasn't Kumail, they would probably send Vermouth to disguise themselves and sneak in. This was the order of the organization, not Kumail's personal behavior.

Ireland understood the reason, but seeing Kumail's baby face showing such a mocking look, he still couldn't restrain his anger.

Vermouth knew that the two of them were not on good terms, but she actually threw this job to Kumail. He deeply suspected that he had offended this woman in some way, and she was deliberately messing with his mentality.

"I'm just reminding you kindly. Anyway, I'm not the one who will be held accountable if something goes wrong." Tang Ze shrugged and threw the things in his hand to Ireland, "Here is the information on Maori Kogoro. Go for it yourself. I hope you can get the things back in time, otherwise... Humph, you know the consequences."

If Ireland fails to complete the task as scheduled, the information that records most of the undercover list in detail will fall into the hands of the police, which will mean a huge loss to the organization.

At that time, Kumail, a military police-like monitor, will really play the role of a supervisory team.

Ireland clenched his fist, his knuckles crackling slightly, and he clutched the USB flash drive in his hand without saying anything.

Tang Ze, who had completed the handover, shrugged his shoulders and stopped talking to him. He walked backwards out of the small scraper at the door of the bathroom, pointed at Ireland with two fingers, and then changed his gesture into a pistol, tapping his temple, with a warning.

Ireland gritted his teeth, and the blood vessels on his cheeks swelled as he exerted force.

He knew that Kumail was making a naked threat.

If there was any problem during the mission, Kumail could justifiably kill him, just like Gin killed Pisco.

So for this mission, let alone getting the assistance of his teammates, it was a great deed for Ireland not to be backstabbed by these plastic colleagues.

Ireland was so angry that his teeth itched, but he still took out his mobile phone honestly, started editing emails, and sent a report on the execution of the mission to his boss.

Turning around, Tang Ze, who had put away his sinister image, immediately returned to his usual state. As soon as he reached the stairwell, he ran into Conan who was running up to look for someone.

"Tang Ze! You are here." Conan was nervous for a moment, and then he breathed a sigh of relief after quickly confirming that Tang Ze was fine.

It shouldn't happen in the Metropolitan Police Department building, but the Metropolitan Police Department is now crowded with people, and it is hard to guarantee that Tang Ze's special identity will not cause any problems. Now that he saw that Tang Ze was normal, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"You are running around without saying hello, you should pay attention to your safety." Conan twisted Tang Ze's sleeve and said unhappily.

Feeling that this sentence is inexplicably familiar, and even felt that the role was wrong, Tang Ze: "..."

What's the matter, you and Mao Li Ran have a tacit understanding, and then you become Mao Li Ran, right? What's the matter, there must be someone in your team who is responsible for saying "Really, where did XXX run off to", right?

"This is the police station. What can happen to me here? I'm just going to the bathroom. Aren't you busy collecting evidence?" Tang Ze shook his head, but he didn't resist Conan's drag.

His recent mental illness was too realistic, which frightened Conan to some extent. It's understandable.

The two were about to go downstairs. Ireland played Adachi Toru in the crowd who had finished lunch and walked from the restaurant to the office area.

The faint key tone of his mobile phone was mixed in the noisy voices, and then Conan's keen hearing noticed it at once.

Conan's expression was stunned for a moment, and then he quickly reacted to the meaning of this melody. He widened his eyes, stepped out of the stairwell, and looked at the corridor behind Tang Ze.

The dark and irregular crowd was like a vast ocean, covering and swallowing this small wave, as if there was no drop of water in the ocean. The short man stood in front of the torrent, and he could no longer find a trace of it.

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"Someone from the organization sneaked into the joint task force's investigation meeting? Really?" Dr. Agasa repeated, his expression full of disbelief, "Why? Is there anything special about this serial murder case?"

From a macro perspective, the organization must have a large number of serial killers, and a large number of lives must have been lost.

But this serial murder case, which was obviously a vendetta, obviously did not fit the characteristics of the organization. Why would they focus on this criminal case?

"I don't know." The living room with only one light turned on was dimly lit, and Conan was very serious. "Maybe the people involved in the case are related to the organization, maybe the case is related to the organization's events, or even..."

It is even possible that Kogoro Mouri, a new detective who has suddenly emerged, finally caught the attention of the organization and wanted to take this opportunity to observe the other party's ability to solve crimes up close.

Organizations are behemoths with tentacles spread across various industries, and their operating principles have therefore become elusive, making it difficult to determine the reasons for their actions.

"But what is certain is that the person who can directly send an email to the boss of the black organization must have a high status, and the situation he is concerned about must be reported to the higher-ups." Conan pursed his lips, his expression solemn.

Mouri Kogoro participated in the investigation. What's more terrible is that because the case involves serious matters and is no longer an accidental murder case, it is difficult for him, a primary school student, to be in a position to directly participate in the investigation.

Will the abnormalities in Kogoro Mouri be exposed during the investigation? Will anyone question his sudden and brilliant performance in the past few months? Conan wasn't sure.

Dr. A Li also nodded heavily and said nothing.

When the two people sitting face to face at the coffee table looked at each other speechlessly, a soft voice sounded from behind them.

"You guys don't sleep at night, so you come here to hold candlelight talks. What are you talking about?" Hui Yuan Ai, wearing home clothes and a white coat, walked out of the darkness, holding in his hand Holding two cups of hot coffee, "We're talking about the organization again."

"Haiyuan, I'm sorry, did I disturb your rest?" Taking the porcelain cup from her hand, Conan's expression relaxed a little.

Traces of the organization appeared around them again. Thinking of the dream about being killed by Gin and entering the detective agency, Conan instinctively felt that this matter should not be told to Karasawa and Mao Lilan. Dr. Ali came sneaking in at night. Here, discuss what we saw and heard during the day.

It is definitely better to discuss this issue carefully with Haiyuan, a former member who knows the organization better than to make random guesses.

"No, I just finished the experiment." Sitting down next to Dr. Ali, Haibara Ai pushed the hair on the side of her cheek behind her ears, "Did you discover anything else, Kudo?"

When she was making coffee in the dark just now, she had heard everything about what happened to Conan during the day, and she had already guessed most of it.

Of course she knew very well about Karasawa's sudden trip to Izu a few days ago, and the news that another egg had hatched in the Phantom Thieves' villa.

During the day at the Metropolitan Police Department, the sound of email typing that Kudo heard was nothing more than Karasawa who was assisting as Kumail, Amuro Toru who was running for Adachi Toru's identity as Bomoto, and Ireland who had taken away the identity and was using it. .

She wasn't surprised that Kudo would find out that this matter was related to the organization. What was really strange to her was why a guy with such a keen sense of Kudo hadn't suspected Karasawa until now.

Is it because Tang Ze's acting skills are too good, or is this the so-called darkness under the light?

Describing the scene during the day again and emphasizing the details of the case, Conan asked cautiously: "...who do you think it could be? Could it be Belmod?"

Belmode is a guy who can disguise himself in Emperor Dan for many days and has perfect disguise ability. If someone needs to infiltrate, she is undoubtedly the best candidate.

And she naturally knew the boss's email address - Conan heard about it from her.

Hui Yuan Ai shook his head: "Belmode can disguise herself, but she can't just disguise herself. Your mother also has similar makeup skills. It's equally easy to use it on others, right? As for the mailbox..."

Hui Yuan Ai's eyes wandered for a moment.

That is the boss's work email, not a private number. An organization that pays attention to protecting the privacy of code name members cannot create a work group for everyone. Of course, you can only send a single line to the boss's work email.

As Shirley, she knew this email address very well, but she couldn't take the initiative to tell Kudo.

"Almost every member of Codename knows this mailbox. What you are looking for is a dark shadow." She whispered, her voice carrying a cool feeling in the night, like a dark figure following her words Slowly walking into the darkness of the night, "Our code name is not given by ourselves. The first thing we do when we become a code name member is to receive an email from this address informing us of our code name."

"So, in the afternoon at the Metropolitan Police Department, I passed by a Codename member..." Conan's eyes widened.

"Yes. So if you have to ask me who I am, I really can't confirm it." Haiyuan Ai shrugged his shoulders, "I am just a researcher, and the number of code members I know is also very limited. Most of them I know I haven’t seen him in person. It’s hard to give you any useful information.”

It's the truth, but it's not entirely the truth.

At least, she knew all three codename members in the Metropolitan Police Department today.

"However, I can roughly guess why the organization is paying attention to this case." After saying this, Haibara Ai didn't want to be questioned by Conan, so she decisively threw out a twist, "Since the other party chose to sneak in instead of blatantly calling Gin to deal with the aftermath, it means that there are some loopholes in the matter, but it is not to the extent of using violence. I guess that among the six deaths in this case, someone must be related to the organization. They are looking for someone, or looking for something."