The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

"Mr. Yutian, can I call you that?"

Yutian, who was silently tidying up the bookshelf, was startled when he heard the voice behind him. He turned his head and found that it was the little boy he had just bumped into. He was relieved secretly: "Ah, it's you. Thank you so much just now. If it weren't for your help, the director would definitely punish me."

What's more, if he hadn't been in a state of excitement and dropped the cardboard box without paying attention, when the director found him, what if he saw the boxes he had opened...

Yutian Kazuo breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's a small matter." Conan smiled and shook his head, as if he was an ordinary child who had been praised by an adult, and his eyes secretly looked at the box in Yutian Kazuo's hand.

He was doing a very normal sorting work, checking the barcodes of new books, entering them, storing some books in the warehouse, and placing the others in the corresponding placement.

In a library of the size of the Beihua Library, many such boring tasks are inevitable.

Kazuo Tamada was so scared by the mean-looking curator. It seems that he has discovered some incredible secrets. At least, it must be incredible for the curator.

Among the tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of books, the books that can be found by Kazuo Tamada, who is responsible for sorting and entering and leaving the library, must have some special characteristics...

Thinking of the original books that Tamada just moved out of the children's reading room, Conan's eyes flashed.

For example, the original English books that appeared inexplicably in the children's area, and they were all brand new and the plastic seals were not opened...

The prices of many large English original books are quite high, especially those involving professional fields.

Even though he knew this, Kudo Shinichi, whose father's wealth came from books and words, was still shocked when he first learned about the prices of some professional books.

These boxes of original professional books must be expensive. What is the reason that these expensive books were stuffed in the children's book area without even being opened? It was as if they were afraid of being discovered by others.

Unless... purchasing expensive original documents is just a means to launder the source of money and hide the real purpose...

Deducing such a conclusion in a very short time, Conan quickly thought of some bad directions.

If his guess is true, no matter which guess it is, then Mr. Yutian, who has discovered the truth, is probably under some kind of threat.

It is a big problem to bring something in this way to hide it from others...

Thinking of this, Conan turned his head and looked at the naughty children of the Junior Detective Team who were laughing and immersed in comic books and completely forgot what their purpose was. He squinted his eyes slightly.

He had to think of a way to see if he could help this innocent worker. 、

As for the method...

Tang Ze's face flashed briefly in his mind, and Conan had a flash of inspiration and opened his eyes wide.

Yes, if that's the case, if you want to call the police, besides having solid evidence of the crime, isn't there another shortcut?

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"The library here is quite big."

Looking up at the building in front of him, Matsuda Jinpei sighed.

Most of these semi-public libraries for citizens cannot catch up with the campus libraries of universities. A library in a town can build four or five floors, which shows that the economic strength is quite strong.

"Small libraries can't do such a big job." Asai Narimi said pertinently, "Noah has checked the operation of this library. Not only has it been opened for a long time, but also because of some historical problems, there are some special permits..."

Matsuda Jinpei instinctively shrank his neck and lowered his voice: "It's a bit strange to hear you talk like this suddenly..."

"It's been so many days, you haven't gotten used to it yet." Asai Narimi glanced at him and shook his fluffy ponytail.

Since they are here to conduct a low-key investigation, their overly ostentatious outfits are not suitable, so Asai Narimi did not choose the Moriya Teiji Fury suit, but picked up his initial equipment.

That is, women's clothing.

Asai Narimi, who has been active on the island as a woman for two years without being exposed, doesn't have any voice-changing skills, but he is born with this condition. His voice is soft and high-frequency among men. As long as he slightly pinches his throat and lowers his tone, he will show neutral voice characteristics. Combined with his appearance, it is difficult to arouse suspicion.

At the beginning, if the former village chief hadn't been stupid enough to ask him out in the middle of the night and tried to force him, and his hand hadn't touched the place he shouldn't have touched, he wouldn't have discovered his true gender.

But knowing these facts is one thing. Being used to Asai Narimi's slightly strong style of doing things on weekdays, it is still difficult to adapt to seeing him dressed like this suddenly.

Matsuda Jinpei touched his nose, didn't dare to answer, and secretly cast his eyes on Hagiwara Kenji, the only newcomer who was newer than him.

Then he was shocked to find that Hagiwara Kenji just looked at Asai Narimi in surprise twice, then retracted his gaze, and his reaction seemed very calm.

"Hagi, why didn't I realize that you have such a strong ability to accept things?" Jinpei Matsuda was truly shocked.

"Because I am a young person, and young people are better at accepting new things." After teasing their weird age difference as usual, Hagiwara Kenji replied seriously, "Isn't it true that everyone in their Phantom Thieves group except us Do they all have this kind of technology? You can’t help but be surprised.”

Matsuda Jinpei couldn't help but count carefully and found that it was true.

Karasawa himself will not say it. If his disguise skills are even slightly flawed, he will not be able to perform in front of Belmode. Miyano Akemi is not good at disguise, but she is really good at makeup. He knows how to quickly adjust the details of a person's facial features to make it difficult for others to recognize him; Hoshikawa Teru didn't know how to do it in the past, but it's been so long, and now he can even put on makeup with his eyes closed when his eyelids are so sleepy that they can't be recognized. Muscle memory has been drawn; plus Naomi Asai, who is disguised as a woman and lurking in the enemy camp, I am my grandma's Shimabukuro Kimie...

"Be more open-minded, it's always us who are out of place." Hagiwara Kenji patted his shoulder comfortingly.

While the two of them were whispering here, Asai Narumi, who temporarily acted as the commander, had basically assigned tasks.

"The client's information has been checked with you in advance. Matsuda, your mission is to find a way to contact the client as quickly as possible. He has discovered the problem with the curator and may face personal danger at any time. Xingchuan And Mingmei, you two know more about the industry in this direction than we do. You should investigate this issue and make sure not to leave any hidden dangers."

What he said was more euphemistic, but everyone understood it.

In other words, since this person is involved in the black industry, he may have other connections behind him. If he cannot be solved without alerting the enemy, it is best to collect as much intelligence as possible and uproot him.

"Finally, Kimie and I are responsible for contacting the target himself." Asai Narumi nodded to Shimabukuro Kimie, who had already dressed up as a gentle housewife. "According to my understanding, it is not easy for such people to guard against images like ours. ”

To put it bluntly, black and gray industries are inseparable from violent crimes.

Their ecology is a kind of savage jungle law. Even with some flexible modernization methods, once the fundamental interests are involved, the temperament that is contrary to civilization will emerge again.

People who work in this kind of industry will subconsciously look down on women and children.

The less aggressive the image, the less threatening they feel. Not only will they not be alert, but they will develop a temperament that treats others not as human beings, but as resources.

There is no way. If you violate laws and disciplines for a long time, you will develop path dependence.

"You..." Matsuda Jinpei wanted to tell them to pay attention to safety, but he remembered Shimabukuro Kimie and Asai Narumi in the memory space, and swallowed these words back.

Forget it, if everyone's fighting style is inseparable from their true nature, it's hard to say who should call for help.

"Okay, I don't think there's any need to tell you more about the precautions. Action!"

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Tang Ze withdrew his feet and casually rubbed them on the floor tiles, wiping off the blood on the bottom. He tilted his head towards the alley behind him, signaling to the people watching from a distance to come over and clean up.

A few gangsters with colorful hair who were standing at the entrance of the alley saw him stop and hurriedly ran in and pulled out the person who was kicked by Tang Ze into the trash can.

Tangze's kick was definitely not light. The man was almost dug out of the deformed trash can. There was no feedback on his movements when he was placed on the ground. He looked like he had been kicked unconscious.

"There are some things I'm just too lazy to talk about. As you all know, I don't like nonsense." Tang Ze narrowed his eyes and patted the black windbreaker on his body. "It's really not good to do it in such an indecent way."

The submissive gangsters nodded and bowed, but no one dared to answer.

Although controlling and operating illegal industries does not rely solely on violence, violence is the most direct and effective method. They have already seen this young man's undoubted dominance in violence, and naturally they do not even dare to say a word.

Deep down, they actually despised the man who fell unconscious in the sewage at their feet.

Either you don't fish over the boundary. Now that you have decided to fish over the boundary, hide your tail.

He has neither the ability to hide it from the people above nor the ability to gain new backers for himself, but he still dares to secretly circulate goods from unknown sources. It is really too long to live.

"Okay, I've asked clearly what I need to ask. As for the rest..." Karasawa looked down at the man who seemed to have really lost consciousness for a while, and said in a calm tone, "I don't want to see him in Miwa Town in the future. If you can’t do it, I’ll bring in a new batch that can.”

The gangsters who were still secretly observing the man's injuries and wondering whether they should let him fend for themselves or lend some help were suddenly stunned.

To say that they have no friendship at all is to say that they have a close relationship, and they have been in contact with each other for many years. Even if there is some friction, it has not reached the level of deep hatred.

And what Tang Ze meant by this sentence is...

After finishing speaking, Tang Ze seemed to be no longer interested in paying attention to their thoughts. He waved his hand and turned around to leave.

Within two steps of walking out, behind him came the frightened shouts that were muffled in his chest, as well as the sound of people being punched to the flesh.

Tang Ze didn't look back and continued to move forward indifferently.

Ignoring its evil nature, this is a pure business.

It is driven by pure, inhumane interests, so it shows another natural wild appearance.

This is a job that puts the head on the belt. In this kind of organization, anyone will be killed without hesitation after losing their usefulness. Even if the undercover situation is not considered, they themselves will have an alarming death and injury rate.

In the past, Tang Ze not only saw too many similar scenes, but also did a lot of such work himself. He really didn't care about the life and death of a small pawn in such a chain.

He himself didn't care about his own life. It was really a shame for these byds to ask Tang Ze to care about it.

After walking out for a while, passing through two secret passages, and then coming out of another residential area, Tang Ze's face was wiped clean with the disguise used to cover his appearance, and he once again returned to the appearance of a gentle and harmless high school student.

In fact, it's okay for him not to change his appearance. Who knows, it might be effective when he bumps into someone on a city walk someday. However, Tang Ze knows that he has a baby face that is difficult to have a strong fierceness in this life. In order to make things easier, he will still paint himself a little more mature.

I really don't know who this baby face was inherited from. Tang Ze thought, he obviously looks like his father, but although his father does not look old, he doesn't look so old. When he was 18 years old, he looked like 18 years old...

Could this be the magical gene of the Sera family?

Evidence that Amuro Toru is the honorary adopted son of the Sera family has been found.

Thinking about some unreliable thoughts in his mind, Tang Ze's steps are fast. Twenty minutes later, he has completely changed his image and is standing in front of the Beihua Library.

Looking at the font on the naming monument in front of him, Tang Ze smiled kindly.

Of course, he can't forget this case, but his thoughts are deeper than simply solving a shameless drug dealer.

Tang Ze wanted to dig out the line behind the other party, find the source and downstream of this circulation, and not give them any chance to revive.

Unlike the incident on Yueying Island, this curator just took advantage of his position to mix those deadly things in the imported books. He did not make the poison himself in the library, but was just the middle link in the whole chain.

This group of people also knew what deadly business they were doing, so once they were alarmed, they would scatter like birds and beasts. It would be difficult to predict the difficulty and energy consumed to catch them all in one fell swoop.

First, dig out enough people, then catch them all at lightning speed, and then carefully complete the interrogation to confirm which ones are the core figures and which ones are just code repeaters, so as not to let those who should eat peanuts eat less.

Tang Ze, who is really an expert in this area, is not just a rookie who stays at the theoretical level.

"I finally caught him. It's time to inform others and start closing the net."

As for Tang Ze himself...

Looking at the library in front of him where people were coming in and out from time to time, he raised his foot and walked into the library.

I wonder if the unlucky guy who became the non-existent eighth person is still alive.

There are already enough people who have fallen on this road, and it's better to have one less innocent person.