The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

"You two, what are you doing..." Tang Ze, who was stopped, wanted to press his eyebrows, but struggled for a while, but could not withdraw his hand, "I'm just here to investigate, don't do anything. If the deputy lets go, I will start a killing spree, right?"

After eavesdropping on the lively scene in the children's reading area for a while, Tang Ze, who guessed it to a high degree, was speechless for a while, then turned around and went directly to the curator himself.

According to his guess, combined with his understanding of the original plot, even if there are accomplices of the librarian in this library, the number of them is definitely very rare, otherwise it would not be possible for an ordinary employee like Tamada Kazuo to directly break into his drug hiding place. It's a secret.

The best way to solve the problem here is to directly solve it myself.

Capture him as quickly as possible and the library's problems will be solved.

"Really?" Asai Narimi raised his eyebrows in distrust, showing no intention of relaxing his grip. "Aren't you going to walk in and pull out the gun?"

Despite the simple and slim-fitting clothes that Karasawa was wearing now, no part of his body looked like a weapon. Asai Shimizu had seen this man in the subway how he could pull out a submachine gun that was longer than his arm with just a flip of his wrist.

It is basically accepted by everyone that Karasawa has some abilities similar to the fourth-dimensional pocket, and that there may be an entire arsenal stuffed in it. This is also basically accepted by everyone.

"This..." Tang Ze's eyes drifted, "I won't use force directly, but I will still dig it out. Why are you two looking at me like this? If you just want to kill someone, I will be empty-handed. If he goes in, he can come out alive?"

This is true. The two people who were inexplicably persuaded let go of their hands.

It's not that I just believe Karasawa's statement, the main thing is that even if Karasawa doesn't use any weapons, if Karasawa is determined not to let Moriwaki Bunta walk out alive, they can't stop him.

After adjusting the torn cuffs, Tangze shook his head helplessly: "Okay, if you are really worried about something happening, just come together. How come each of you is so sharp in strange places..."

Tangze, who probably understood the cause and effect, could understand what his teammates were doing, but he was not dissatisfied with their obstruction.

Putting his past life experiences and hatred aside, Tangze's disgust for drug dealers has already penetrated deep into his bones. His teammates are worried that he will lose control of his emotions and want to solve these problems by themselves without disturbing him. They are considerate and caring for him. Still appreciate it.

He was mainly helpless as to how these people could see it.

From this world to the present, he has actually had few opportunities to come into contact with illegal drugs, and he didn't think he showed it very obviously. However, this subtle emotional abnormality was keenly captured by them, and Tang Ze didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

A seasoned undercover agent's deep emotions were noticed, which seemed a bit of a failure. However, receiving such keen care from so many people didn't seem to be a bad thing...

"How is this sensitivity? The difference in your attitude is so obvious, can't you feel it yourself?" Asai Narumi felt helpless, "You don't need a reason to hate them, but why are your emotions so strong? "

Karasawa certainly has reason to hate any criminal, but his targeting seems to have a more subjective color than other times. This is where Asai is really confused.

Even when faced with Calvados, who really killed his parents, Tangze's anger was not so strong. He just digested all those emotions, planned calmly, picked up the gun smoothly, and pulled the trigger. trigger.

They discussed it together for a while, but couldn't find a reason from Tang Ze's current life trajectory, so they became even more worried.

Could it be that when Karasawa was unknown, such as when he was receiving treatment, he had no social connections, stayed alone in the house, and waited for his parents to return, he was affected by something that he could not express at the time? Injury, or when contact with tissue due to treatment...

Tangze lowered his eyes and was silent for a moment.

Certain fragments flashed through my mind and quickly sank into the ocean of memory.

Hyperamnesia is a condition that exists in the body itself in this life. It is hard to say whether it is because the newborn brain has evolved to adapt to the self that carries excess memory. In short, the condition does exist.

Now that he has recovered all his memories, the past events of his previous life have also been classified one by one by Tangze using the methods he learned during treatment, and locked in the corresponding cabinets. If he does not deliberately recall them, they will not pop up and interfere with his current emotions. .

"Just some trivial stories." In the end, Karasawa just concluded, "Just think that I naturally hate these guys."

He said it in an understatement, but Asai Narumi and Shimabukuro Kimie's first reaction was that something was indeed wrong.

I don’t know if there will be records related to the things left by Tang Ze’s parents. Otherwise, go back and ask Ms. Shiho next door...

Tang Ze didn't elaborate, but they couldn't stop him anymore. However, before Tang Ze came forward to knock on the door again, the two people had quickly completed the change of image, and followed him one to the left and the other to the right.

Since Tang Ze didn't object to them watching, they should keep an eye on them to avoid anything really going wrong.

So, when Bunta Moriwaki heard the knock on the door, he thought that the two ladies who were ready to discuss cooperation came to the door again. When he opened the door with a smile on his face, he was greeted by Karasawa standing in the middle with a warm smile. There are also two men in black, one on the left and one on the right, each with a mask on their face, looking like bodyguards.

I have to say, although I don’t know why these two people carry masks that cover their entire faces, they somehow have the professional consciousness of gangsters - just like I don’t know why Conan, the detective, actually has a fake blood bag on him - —Overall, the visual effects are still pretty good.

Tangze, who was completely in Kumail's state, strode into the office with a smile and an attitude that could not be refused. The person behind him silently closed the office door for him, and then stood at the door. Both sides were silent and there was a sense of oppression.

Moriwaki Bunta, who was already imagining a bad situation, started to sweat even more.

He looked at Tang Ze's overly young face, gritted his teeth, and with the last bit of luck, asked: "Excuse me, are you...?"

As soon as he started saying this, he saw Karasawa smiling and pulling out a pistol with a silencer from his coat.

Completely ignoring the drastic change in Moriwaki Bunta's expression, Karasawa said to himself: "How should I put it? I admit that we have not taken root in Mihua Town for a long time. Many people think that my boss and I are still young. Young, we are It means our foundation is not deep, it means we are easily impulsive, and some people will look down upon us, which is normal..."

Moriwaki Bunta's feet went weak, and he staggered back two steps.

He originally thought that the worst thing that could happen was that his channels discovered the possibility of being exposed. Those who were eager to cut off their tails to survive might not hesitate to sell themselves, or simply take advantage of them first. Unexpectedly, Something more terrible than he expected happened.

When he faced the most significant crisis, and the channels of the illegal industry were likely to be exposed to the police, cruel competitors came to his door first.

"I, I don't, I don't know..."

"But, I didn't expect that someone would be so bold. Not only did they look down upon us, but they also opened such a big stall directly?" Completely ignoring the other party's desperate struggle, Tang Ze still said softly in that unhurried tone, " If you want to die, you can inform me directly. Although the price is not low, I am really not a person who will be stingy with a few peanuts, so why bother with it? "

As Karasawa spoke, his casual eyes slowly scanned the entire office. When his eyes fixed on Moriwaki Bunta again, he broke into a gentle smile.

"I didn't even prepare for the guy who took advantage of me. Oh my god, who is the stupid young man? Hey, let me say, if you really encounter trouble, how are you going to solve it? Is it possible to rely on your own physical fitness that is about to be 60 years old? , going to play a murder game with the detectives of Mihua Town? How humorous..."

Moriwaki Bunta, who had really thought about this issue and had planned a careful time plan, was going to push Tamada Kazuo into the elevator shaft during the employee shift change: "..."

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"...That's what happened." After Conan briefly described how he discovered something was wrong with Tamada Kazuo, he decided to create a security case and tried to summon a group of police without alerting the curator. Then he raised his head and headed towards A glance at the ceiling.

The curator had just been frightened by Adachi Toru's unreasonable action of taking out the handcuffs, and left the children's reading area, seemingly going back to the office.

Originally, he hadn't figured out whether this person was smuggling something, whether it was simply contraband, stolen goods, or something else. But now after Kazuo Tamada's description, he could basically determine the identity of the other person as a drug dealer, and Conan couldn't help but feel a little worried.

According to the cunning style of criminals who are skilled in this business, this curator must have escaped before the police came, right?

It shouldn’t be like, well, according to Tamada Kazuo’s description, this batch of plastic-sealed books was not received for a long time. The curator transported it alone, and he didn’t have time to take away one third of it. If it just ran away, It is impossible for anyone up or down to let him go.

But there is no telling, what if Moriwaki Bunta is really so unconventional, has no deep chain or interest relationship, and is really making poison just like refining elixirs behind closed doors?

"Why don't you hurry up and arrest someone?" Thinking like this, he couldn't help but suggest, "With these things here, even if it is not certain that they are his handiwork, as the director of the library, Mr. Moriwaki has the obligation to go Will the police cooperate with the investigation?"

In short, it is still necessary to control the person first to avoid accidents.

"It is indeed necessary." Matsuda Jinpei nodded, turned to Conan, and said in a cold voice, "You are so awesome, your intelligence is a bit scary."

"Uh, hahahaha..." Conan choked and laughed dryly.

Oops, maybe more and more people know his identity. Now, even when facing the police, he sometimes subconsciously forgets that he still needs to conceal his identity...

"Conan-kun is like this." Sato Miwako was very calm, "You haven't been here long, so you may not have been in contact with Conan-kun. If you really treat him as a pure child because of his appearance, you will be in trouble. Oh, Mr. Adachi.”

As soon as these words came out, Shiratori Rensaburo and Takagi Wataru couldn't help but look sideways.

Hey, compared to the suspicious Toru Adachi, why do you think the smart Conan-kun is on our side? Why are you reminding him?

"Well, I never look down on children." Matsuda Jinpei said meaningfully, "I have no right to look down on them either."

Now his boss, in every sense of the word, is a child who has not yet reached adulthood. He really has no right to look down on children.

Feeling that there was something in his words, Conan frowned. Before he could think about it deeply, another old acquaintance from the Search Division, Officer Chiba, rushed in in a panic.

"What's wrong with you? You're reckless." Miwako Sato, who was in charge of leading the team today, turned around to prevent him from rushing too close and causing tension in the still uneasy Tamada Kazuo, "What happened?"

"Outside, outside!" Chiba took a few breaths and pointed out the window, "That curator!"

Why, could it be that the matter was exposed too quickly and Moriwaki Bunta was silenced? What's more, he committed suicide in fear of crime first?

Conan, who thought of this direction for the first time, rushed out almost simultaneously with Miwako Sato, ran to the window of the reading room, opened the transparent glass window that occupied the entire wall, and looked out.

Right above them, a struggling human body hung upside down. The two people with their heads sticking out looked up and faced Bunta Moriwaki's wide-eyed expression of horror, and were instinctively frightened.

It should be said, but this guy is really not a good person based on his appearance...

Sato Miwako, who was trembling with fright, now had the time to observe the criminal suspect who was hanging outside.

All the clothes on Moriwaki Bunta's body were stripped off, and his hands and feet were tied with ropes, hanging outside the window above them. Blood was flowing down from his skin that was loose due to age, making his whole body feel numb. The image is even more horrifying.

Obviously, the purpose of stripping him naked was not just to embarrass him.

"Quick, go up and knock on the door, rescue the people first!" Sato Miwako turned around and shouted loudly, "Hurry up! If there is any timer device... seal the library, don't let people in or out yet!"

While she was shouting loudly, Conan, who poked his head out of the window on the other side, had already seen clearly where the blood on Moriwaki Bunta's body came from.

His body was crisscrossed with marks cut by sharp blades, which cut through the loose skin and landed crookedly on his withered body, like a twisted smile.

"ゴミ" (waste*).