The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

"Actually, you are not a disciple of the magic user, are you?"

Amuro Toru, who was frowning at his cell phone which had no signal, heard this and turned to look behind him, and as expected he saw Hakuba Tan's confident face.

This information was a bit personal, and no one else at the party had any doubts about it. However, he, the uninvited guest, pointed it out inexplicably. Toru Amuro raised his eyebrows and began to think about the possibility that this kid really used family connections to investigate personal computer IPs. .

Oh, the fact that he didn't have any suspicion before was not because he trusted Detective Baima. He simply felt that a high-level police officer like the Police Director Baima would not be able to use such easy means to make things easier for the younger members of his family.

"Oh, how can you see that?" Toru Amuro put away his phone and put on a fake smile on his face, "You make it sound like you are also an active member of the group."

"How do you know I'm not the one?" Detective Bai Ma asked back, and then replied in a leisurely tone, "You may not know my style of doing things. I am the kind of person who will prepare as much as possible before taking action. Once evidence is found, As long as there is hope of solving the case, I don't care about the cost at all. On the way here, I have browsed the recent discussions in this group. To be honest, your image and the portrait of this account. It’s really too far apart.”

He only cares about recent familiar topics, and will not interrupt when he does not understand. He tries hard to cover up his lack of social experience, but he can't hide the rawness in his words...

Although it may be a bit arbitrary to say this, Hakuba Tan is willing to believe that the owner behind this account should be the two high school girls who followed Amuro Shiro.

Young, active, keen on fashionable and hot topics, not interested in more hardcore content or temporarily unable to develop interest in that stage, jumping out and energetic, not to mention the more feminine oral habits that are occasionally exposed.

Rather, if this account is really used by the dark-skinned man in front of me, then Toru Amuro should be a miracle in the history of his profiling.

"You have read all the content published in the group..." Toru Amuro nodded meaningfully, "You also take this case more seriously than you say."

Hakuba Tan said that he would rather brave the heavy snow to fight to the scene because he concluded that Kaitou Kidd was here, and the natural closed environment would temporarily make it difficult for the opponent to escape. It was a good opportunity to catch a turtle in a jar, but from now on You could hear it in his words just now. This guy knew much more about the grudges and hatreds of this group that resulted in lives being lost than he let on.

"There's nothing wrong with you saying that." White Horse Detective did not deny his guess. Instead, he glanced at the stairs where Tang Ze and the others went up. "The profession of magician seems to be similar to that of entertainers, but they might be in this It plays a very important role in the world..."

Feeling that his words meant something, Toru Amuro pressed his eyebrows. Just when he was about to say something, he looked up along his line of sight and saw Karasawa and Takesuki Doi disappearing side by side from the field of vision. He was stunned for a moment.

White Horse Detective explicitly said in his words that the reason why he pays attention to Kaito Kidd is more about the magician's description than the identity of the other Kaito thief. It's hard to say whether it is a metaphor or a realistic description.

He originally thought that this was Detective White Horse trying to find out who Kaitou Kidd was, but when he saw Tang Ze's back, he suddenly realized that Detective White Horse's statement might not be all deception.

Karasawa, the Phantom Thief of Heart, actually came to Kidd very early. He had not yet made the plan to fake his death. Shuichi Akai had not yet defected. When the Phantom Thief of Hearts had just started to become active, he took the initiative to approach Kidd. Germany, there was some collision with the other party.

Before knowing the modus operandi and nature of the Phantom Thief of Hearts, this move could be interpreted as a discussion among colleagues or even causing trouble. But now, as to what kind of person the Phantom Thief of Hearts is and for what purpose he is doing things, Toru Amuro has I already know a lot about it, but I am just relying on a kind of instinctive distrust that belongs to intelligence personnel to restrain myself from the Phantom Thieves.

Looking back now, the process and reasons for that collision and dialogue may be different from what everyone imagined.

At that time, Karasawa was not a relaxed vigilante. His own situation was still precarious. If it was not really urgent, he would not take the risk to contact the other party.

That was also the first time that the thief Joker appeared in public...

Following this line of thinking, could it be that the things that White Horse Detective is investigating and coming into contact with are similar to what Tangze is doing?

While he was still thinking, a female voice screamed from the second floor.

Amuro Toru and Hakuba Tan arrived as fast as they could, and what they saw was Tanaka Takahisuke who was lying on the ground, pointing at the arrow stuck in the door, and his lips were trembling.

There was a shallow scratch on her right shoulder, and a little blood had begun to seep out from the small wound.

"There are, there are attackers, and there are people shooting arrows at me outside—!"

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"Is this X alloy?" After pulling out the arrow on the wall, Kuroba Kaito looked through the things in his hands and turned to ask Karasawa.

After receiving a positive answer, he sighed softly and shook his head helplessly.

"It seems that this is what I came here to find." He lowered his eyes, observed the short, brass-like metal at the end of the arrow, and weighed its weight, "But I didn't Imagine finding it like this.”

"Do you think this is a relic brought by Miss Tanaka?" Karasawa pointed to the ring at the end of the arrow and said pertinently, "There is no need for that. The props left by Mr. Harui Fuden are also very valuable. It’s a treasure. It’s too extravagant to use it as a prop for killing people.”

"No, it's just because it is a special prop for performances. When it is used in an emergency, it can be used as such an important prop..." Kuroba Kaito shook his head, caught a glimpse of Karasawa's face, and took the second half of it for granted. He swallowed the content and said, "Forget it, of course you, a layman, don't understand. I guess Miss Tanaka wants to use some fishing lines or steel wires to recreate one of the more legendary performances of Mr. Harui Fengden, that kind of thing. One second, he was trapped in the water tank, making a very ferocious expression as if he was about to suffocate. The next second, the person suddenly appeared in another position on the stage without warning. This requires the use of enough human body to pull. Structure cannot be achieved by just finding a ring.”

Just as he guessed, this arrow was also one of the props left by Harui Fengden, the once legendary magician, and was used to pull ropes and threads.

As a magician whose main performance is extreme escape, Harui Fuden's performances are always thrilling, and he often makes successful escapes in the last one or two seconds, triggering cheers from the audience.

Tanaka Takahisa used it as a prop to commit crimes, not only to express his dissatisfaction with Hamano Toshiya, a pretentious criminal, but also to use the prop from Harui Fuden to take revenge. It is estimated that he could not find something lighter and strong enough for the time being. Reasons for testing equipment.

If someone is thrown out of the window by her and just slips out a meter or two along the wire, the fixed structure will collapse under the load. Such a heavy adult man will hit the wall outside the villa or something...

This kind of stage accident ranks among the top three in a magician's nightmare.

"You have already seen her tactics." Tang Ze was not surprised. "Then she will take action soon. Why do you seem to be in no hurry at all?"

"I should ask you this question." Kuroba Kaito glanced at him, "You come here to play for no reason, you know what will happen, right? She should take action soon, probably very soon It will make a little noise, attracting others, and then take the opportunity to push Hamano Toshiya out, making him appear in the snow like a magician who transforms a living person... If you don't stop it, that mouth The guy who owes a little is really dead, right?"

After the two people finished speaking, they looked at each other, neither of them detecting any urgency in each other's eyes.

After a few seconds of silence, they exhaled in unison and turned their heads in boredom.

"You found that little detective." Kuroba Kaito curled his lips, "It's boring."

"Didn't you deliberately hint at Hakuba?" Tang Ze also rolled his eyelids, "Are you very interesting?"

"Hey, even if I didn't hint about the situation upstairs, I guess that guy Hakuba would have already investigated the interpersonal relationships in the villa when he came here. I can even find out her identity as Harujing Fengden's granddaughter. There is no reason for him not to know... …”

"You make it sound like I secretly reported the answer to Conan. I just said that he can go to Yuanzi to ask about the interpersonal relationships in the group..."

While the two phantom thieves were quietly arguing with each other, Tanaka Takakie's well-timed scream passed through the not-so-wide corridor of the villa and echoed throughout the building.

At the corner of the third floor, Conan, who was leaning against the window to look out, glanced distractedly in the direction of the sound, stopped caring about that side, and continued to jump up, trying to unlock the window. buckle.

Two attempts failed, and he was not discouraged. When he was about to find a stepping stone, a pair of hands stretched out from behind, held his arms, and lifted him up.

"Xiaolan, uh, you're here..." Conan's body froze at first, but he didn't relax after discovering the identity of the person behind him, and he laughed twice.

It's over. He was so focused on investigating the situation of this group of people that he even forgot to explain it to Xiaolan.

"Okay, you do your work first." Mao Lilan shook his head helplessly, then lifted him to the locked position of the window, "Isn't it quite urgent? I see that after you and Yuanzi asked, both He couldn’t wait to speak and ran out.”

Although she also complained, to be honest, she was used to it.

To make this reasoning madman so anxious, it is basically a moment when life is at stake, so he should hurry up and handle the situation at hand.

Conan saw the window catch close at hand, and without caring about anything else, he quickly opened the tightly held lock and pushed open the window with all his strength.

The cold wind carried snow flakes and crashed into the window. After passing through the dark night and white snow, Conan tried hard to adjust the focus of his glasses and finally found what he wanted to see.

The thin chain, like a giant open net, crossed the windows of the villa and the flawless snow, and was connected to the dark jungle trees outside the yard, slowly opening like a huge sail.

The arrow with the rope has been shot, and the sliding track has been formed.

While they were braving the severe cold and searching for traces of the mechanism, Tanaka Takakie, who was covering the wound on her shoulder, was crying in terror, as if her reason had been defeated by the arrow from the outside, and she was describing incoherently what she had experienced.

"I, when I returned to the room, I felt something was not right... the curtains, the curtains were not closed... Then I heard someone knocking on the door, so I walked to the door, and, as a result..."

As she spoke, her voice became more and more trembling, and her emotions seemed to be on the verge of collapse.

"Who on earth is hiding in a place like this and laying secret arrows... I don't care, I feel like I'm a target when I stay here..."

She forcefully pushed away Aragi Norori, who was approaching to check the situation, and ran towards the downstairs.

In the middle of the third floor, Hamano Tori's hands were tied with tape and he was hanging on the terrace with an extremely frightened expression.

His whole body was hung outside the railing, a clever position that was difficult to observe from any window on either side.

Even if he were standing in his own room, without walking to the edge of the terrace and looking down specifically for it, he probably wouldn't be able to find a big living person hanging outside the window sill.

The chain hanging him was extremely malicious, and there was another piece of slender and strong iron wire strung on it, like a collar, gently following his collarbone and encircling his neck.

There is no need to learn basic mechanics. Just look at the position where he is hanging and you will find that as long as the rope passing through the railing above his head is untied, the weight of his whole body will be suspended on this Thin metal wires, at such a height, one can imagine his end.

What frightened him the most was that as the cold wind intensified and calls and screams came from the second floor, the hemp rope above his head was loosening little by little, and he could clearly feel his The body is sliding downward at a slow but firm speed.

As soon as the slip knot of this rope is completely untied... he will be hung on this iron wire, fall into the two steel cable-like ropes below, and then slide down into the dust-free snow...

Thinking of this, facing the blowing wind and snow, Hamano Toshiya's forehead actually broke out with sweat.

He wanted to shout for help, but the tape on his mouth stopped him from doing anything.

As for struggling, as long as he dares to act randomly, the rope above his head will only be untied faster...

In the dilemma of having no way to go from heaven to earth, Hamano Toshiya felt regret for his past nonsense for the first time from the bottom of his heart.

What happens when a magician makes a mistake? A magician who doesn’t make a mistake just performs a successful magic trick. The cost of his performance is his life...!