The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

After business hours, only the facade of the Toto Tower was illuminated. With the light coming from the glass, Kazuki Honami looked at the big and small people standing on the table. The ferocity and anger on their faces were genuine.

"Don't talk about yourself like a saint! You are not worthy of Nanako in the first place. You don't even have the courage to plead guilty, coward!"

"So, did Nanako really give up her seat in the elevator?" Mizutani Kosuke turned his head, his expression a little sad and confused, "Why did you lie to me?"

"If you really don't mind this matter, why did you investigate the information of those seven people before?" Kazuki Motogami ignored his question and just sneered at his shock, "You have to thank death. If it weren't for the Shindo Sumire in your hands, I wouldn't have had a chance to figure out the truth!"

"W-What?!" Mizutani Kosuke was stunned, and this time the surprise on his face was genuine.

Motomo Kazuki, who was completely immersed in his own emotions, didn't give him any room to speak, and started talking to himself: "I got to know a few people on the list, and found out that Shindo Sumire is a painter, and there happened to be a public painting at that time. At the exhibition, I wanted to ask her what happened that day. It was also at this time that I heard the conversation between her and Ryuzaki.”

Sumire Shindo is a female painter with a gentle personality, and her work style is also very delicate and gentle. However, Tsutomu Ryuzaki, the victim whose last words were heard by the police before she died, is a smooth-talking real estate salesman.

As a result, Kazuki Motogami's originally not very excited mood was suddenly aroused by his fear that he was glad that he had survived, and he began to conceive a plan of revenge against these people in his heart.

"It's normal for Mr. Mizutani to investigate their list. He also lost his lover. He was still immersed in sadness and anger at the time and wanted to explain that there were extenuating circumstances." Conan took a step forward and stood in front of Kosuke Mizutani, holding his hand. I have already touched my belt and am ready to go.

Kazuki Motomoto's excitement was a bit exaggerated, and he didn't know if he became completely hysterical after his identity was revealed.

"What about Shindo Sumire?!" Kazuki Motogami's voice was unusually loud this time, "What kind of good thing is Mizutani? At this time, he hypocritically said that he should avenge Nanako and pick a weak woman to do it. What are you doing!"

"What have you been talking about..." Mizutani Kosuke pursed his lips and asked in confusion, "When did I kill Shindo Sumire?"

"Isn't this what you left behind? Stop blaming me at this time!" Kazuki Honami took out the envelope from his bag and smashed it on the ground.

"I don't know why there is such a misunderstanding, but I still have to explain that I have never met any of these seven people." Mizutani Kosuke shook his head in denial and took out a bag from his bag, "Just I am really a coward. I am afraid that when I stand in front of them, I will not be able to control my emotions because I think of Nanako. They objectively caused Nanako's death, and so did I, but I think the current situation must not be Nanako. I want to see it. As for this thing, I’ll give it back to you, brother.”

Kazuki Honami may not approve of his sister's boyfriend, but for him, the blood relationship between Kazuki Honami and his lover cannot be severed.

So until this moment, he still chose honorifics in his words and did not change the meaning of his title.

Conan's eyes suddenly focused on the bag in his hand.

Taking away a personal belonging from the victim is an integral part of Kazuki Honami's entire plan, because he needs a medium to confirm the identity of the murderer, Mizutani Kosuke, who committed suicide.

Nothing is more probative than the belongings of the deceased, which only the murderer can control. In the absence of evidence, it is indeed very possible for the police to hastily close the case under the pressure of public opinion.

According to this, the thing that the organization is paying attention to is right now...

"Stop trying to defend yourself." Kazuki Motogami saw the drawstring bag and couldn't control his emotions anymore. "Whether they or you, if they really feel sorry for Nanako's death and want to thank her, why would I? Never come! What’s the use of sending bouquets anonymously except to make your own conscience better?”

This reason was also the answer he got from Dr. Kihara after he investigated the real situation.

Yes, can a few cheap and ridiculous flowers be worth a life-saving grace? Is this the end of this group of shameless people who have enjoyed the favor of their sister? !

"That's obviously because they feel ashamed to face Miss Nanako's family..." Conan frowned, sensing Kazuki Motomo's extreme emotions, and while retorting, he couldn't help but feel doubtful.

At this point, there was no need for Kazuki to lie. In other words, Sumire Shindou really didn't kill him?

Who could it be, the organization investigating this matter? Or...

In addition, Kazuki Motomoto's state was also very wrong, as if he had got into the corner of a bull's horn, completely ignoring the facts and falling into a logical dilemma.

His ability to get away with the crime was all based on Mizutani Kosuke's easy temper and taking the initiative to take the blame for him. He didn't think carefully about what he would do if Mizutani Kosuke suddenly changed his mind.

There are only two children in their family. Ben Shang Nanako died in the fire, and he was sentenced to death for murder. What should their parents do?

However, at this time, Motoki Kazuki couldn't hear these explanations at all.

He reached out and pulled out a short knife from his bag, and raised it towards Conan: "Stop talking! This kind of meaningless question, you can go down and ask for me!"

After that, he raised his arm, ready to give this noisy child a fatal blow like he did when he killed every victim.

Conan, who was well prepared, raised his wrist and was about to turn on the dial to subdue the murderer directly when the sound of a pistol was heard.

"Stop! Police!"

Motokami Kazuki screamed, clenched his wrist and knelt down. Conan raised his head and looked in the direction of the sound.

As he expected, Adachi Toru was running quickly from the direction of the elevator, showing the handcuffs and pistol in his hand, and approaching with a stern face.

"I am Adachi, a consultant of the Metropolitan Police Department. You guys are not injured, right?"

"No, no..." Mizutani Kousuke looked at him blankly and answered instinctively.

"That's good. Let's talk about it when we get back to the Metropolitan Police Department." He said, and came up to support Motokami Kazuki, who was still unable to stand up due to the pain. He directly handcuffed his hands, and pulled him up from the ground regardless of his screams.

Conan, who was rescued, did not relax his brows, but secretly reached for his watch again.

If Adachi Toru is really that person, then his current target must not be the truth or the real murderer...

"Can you give me this thing for safekeeping? This is an important clue to the case." Grabbing Motokami Kazuki's arm, Adachi Toru pointed to the drawstring bag still held in Mizutani Hirosuke's hand.

This is the personal belongings of several dead people. With it, and the murderer himself, even if Motokami Kazuki thinks that he is very capable of handling evidence, the Forensic Department has many ways to establish a connection.

"Okay, okay..." Mizutani Hirosuke raised his hand and prepared to hand over the thing after being easily convinced by the scene in front of him.

Ireland raised the corner of his mouth, and just as he was about to put his target in his arms, a small sound of breaking through the air sounded.

He instinctively dodged to the side, so the anesthetic needle directly hit Motokami Kazuki, who had not yet recovered.

The tall and strong man fell down without a groan.

Ireland glanced coldly at Conan, who was holding his watch: "If you can really fire like a gun, it can barely be considered a threat."

He investigated and found that in addition to Maori Kogoro, other people around this kid also showed the "sleeping detective" phenomenon to some extent.

From this, he can basically determine that the anesthetic props in the other party's hands should only be used once each time, otherwise, Kudo Shinichi, who is hiding his identity, has no need to risk changing the target he is controlling, which is a behavior that increases risks.

After saying that, Ireland took a step forward, regardless of Mizutani Kousuke's attempt to take back the things, and directly grabbed the other party's arm, took the pocket into his hand, and threw Mizutani Kousuke out.

Compared to the sturdy Motokami Kazuki, Mizutani Kousuke was a thin and melancholy young man. He had never suffered such a heavy blow as a shoulder fall, and fainted without a word.

"You are not Adachi Toru." There were no other spectators at the scene, Conan did not pretend, and lowered his voice, "You are, Irish Whiskey?"

"Can you see through this? You have a good brain." Ireland just sneered, without any panic.

Just admit it, anyway, he has already attacked other policemen, Adachi Toru himself belongs to the organization, after the matter is over, what does it have to do with him what happened to the bottom member himself.

"How did you recognize me?" Ireland calmly opened the drawstring bag, looking for the memory card that had caused him so much trouble, and even had the leisure to ask gossip.

"Because you acted like you didn't know us at all." Conan tightened his back, adjusted his standing position with the other party, tried to find an opportunity to hit the football, and explained calmly, "But in Izu, we met Adachi Toru himself."

It was his credit to solve the serial murder case in Izu.

However, Adachi Toru needed to use this case to add luster to his resume at that time, and of course he couldn't mention them in the report. "Passersby" who helped solve the case.

So, Ireland, who was just reading the files and was not familiar with him at all, would probably find it difficult to react on this issue even if he could act a little like Adachi Toru. He just showed some hostility to Tangze according to the character setting.

But in fact, it was not just Tangze. He and Xiaolan had met the real Adachi Toru.

"Tsk, he is also a useless guy." Thinking of the various unfair treatments he received in the Metropolitan Police Department, Ireland's resentment was genuine, but he was not idle in comparing the memory cards in his hands.

He checked the number on the card, confirmed that there was nothing wrong with the memory card, and immediately put it in his arms.

It was this thing that pushed him to the brink of despair. Ireland, who had always imagined that his ending would be death in the struggle for power within the organization, did not expect that he would now be in a position similar to Pisco.

"This is the list you are looking for." Conan pursed his lips, watched the card being put into Ireland's pocket, and secretly clenched his fists.

The opportunity to eliminate the organization's power was right in front of him, and he must not miss it this time.

"You know us well, don't you?" Ireland glanced at him with a little vigilance, thought about Tang Ze's face, and shook his head sarcastically, "No, maybe you are the one who was deceived by that guy, Kudo Shinichi."

Kumel was close at hand, but Kudo Shinichi was unaware of it.

When the truth was revealed, what kind of surprise and despair would appear on his face? If it weren't for the need to bring this guy to the boss, Ireland really wanted to tell all these things at this time.

However, it's not a big problem. These things can be told to him little by little after he loses his usefulness.

Conan's expression stiffened instantly because of his address. After a moment of blankness, he still clenched his fists firmly and tried to control his emotions.

The more critical the moment, the more he must not lose his calm mind. He can't lose his composure at this time.

"Have you reported this situation to the organization?"

"...Of course not." Ireland glanced at him.

The two people who came to assist him before and after, Vermouth and Kumail, both had a special liking for this little kid. As for Gin, who was directly responsible for connecting with him, he was the direct person responsible for this matter.

Forget about reporting first. If he revealed that he had discovered the other party's identity in advance and was going to bring it back to the organization to complain about it, he was afraid that he would have six holes in his body after he finished speaking.

Swallowing the bitterness of being surrounded by teammates, Ireland still sneered stubbornly: "I need you to be alive as evidence to prove Gin's major mistakes."

If he had said it in advance, this kid might have been killed by Gin first. Ireland thought about it and felt that he was a good person for the first time.

Although returning to the organization might not escape the fate of becoming an experimental subject, being an experimental subject is better than having his whole family exterminated, right?

If he could prove his worth, Kudo Shinichi might still be alive and well. Aren't Vermouth and Kumail, who were also experimental subjects, also alive and kicking?

Feeling that he was a good man in the organization, Ireland had no psychological burden when he stretched out his hand to beat up the elementary school student.

Conan dodged violently with his nerves tensed, and just as he was about to reach out to turn on the switch of his shoes, Ireland's extremely fast attack came in front of him again.

Oops, even if he was not a child's body, it would be nonsense to rely on his personal strength to resist Ireland's well-trained killer...

Conan closed his eyes and instinctively adjusted his posture. When he was ready to take the punch, Ireland suddenly let out a surprised cry, and the pain did not come.

He hurriedly opened his eyes, but what he saw was flying black long hair.

"Ran..." Conan looked at this scene in surprise. He was surprised and moved instinctively at first, but when he came to his senses, his nerves could not help but tense up again, "Why are you here?"

Mouri Ran kicked Ireland's arm away and stood in front of him. Hearing this, he frowned: "If it wasn't for Sonoko who happened to see it, I wouldn't know where to find you. You guy..."

Now is not the time to settle accounts. After saying only one sentence, she retracted her attention and prepared to fight against Ireland's actions with all her strength.

"Hehe, the daughter of Maori Kogoro." Recognizing her at a glance, Ireland couldn't help but sneer, and at the same time prepared to distract her attention so that it would be convenient to draw out the gun in the gun bag, "It's also a poor guy who was fooled. Do you know that the one behind you..."

"I know." Maori Ran, who understood what he wanted to say, interrupted him and arched her back, "You don't need to sow discord."

Look at Tang Ze and what is happening now. The risks facing Shinichi are real. One wrong step may kill many people.

For this lie that is hard to say whether it is well-intentioned or deliberate, she has accepted the reasons that Tang Ze hinted at.

Just like the undercovers, Shinichi needs an identity that will not arouse suspicion from others, so she has nothing to object to.

"...What a good relationship." Ireland glanced at the little boy behind her, who also had no surprise on his face, and raised his eyebrows again.

He said that there must be something wrong with Kumail.

Even such an ordinary high school student discovered the fact. After all, Kumail was a person trained by the organization. How could he not discover it?

Wait, he will kill all these bastards who only drag their teammates down...!

With his ambitions in mind, Ireland drew his gun very quickly.

However, Ran Maoli, who was standing opposite him, was even faster than him.

She picked up the child behind her with her backhand and rushed to the stairs without looking back, as if she didn't care about exposing her back to the other party.

Ireland was stunned, confused for a moment, and took a few steps forward, ready to go around the corner of the stairwell and give this overconfident female high school student a fatal blow.

The next second, he saw a young man with wheat-colored skin clinging to the wall, as if waiting for him to appear, and punched him in the face.

Conan, who had seen how Kyogoku Makoto beat people, couldn't help but take a breath and tighten his neck even though he knew that the person in front of him was a member of the organization.

Ireland didn't know the specific circumstances of Adachi Toru's contact with them in Izu.

This proves that he didn't know Kyogoku Makoto either.

The champion of the youth group of the National Karate Competition, who could directly drag a sliding car with one palm, and beat the murderer so hard that he has not regained consciousness until now, Kyogoku Makoto.

So the next second, Ireland, who was hit hard, flew backwards and hit the railing behind him heavily, and groaned in pain.

Although he didn't scream, looking at his appearance, it was not that he didn't want to scream, but that he couldn't scream at all...