The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

"Hahahaha... Oh my god, Goro Akechi's fans..."

Conan, who had his back to the others, glared at Hattori Heiji, who was laughing so hard, and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "Okay, stop laughing... If you were eavesdropping, you wouldn't know how embarrassing it would be..."

He, who had let someone else's mouth slip several times and then interpreted the hundred homophones of Kudo, what right did he have to laugh at himself!

At least he could think of a suitable excuse at that time, which was already a bit of quick wit, okay?

"I understand the truth, but 'Goro Akechi's fans'..." Hattori Heiji wiped away the tears from his eyes and repeated what the director said when Conan was sent back, "'No matter how much you like it, you can't disturb the adults at work!'"

"Hattori you...!"

Before Conan took a deep breath and really took action, Hattori Heiji finally controlled his unbridled laughter, sorted out his expression, and made it a little serious.

"It's clear now, Rena Mizunashi and Goro Akechi are not familiar with each other, but they are definitely related to the organization."

"Not just them. I didn't have time to listen to them, so I don't know if they talked about more in-depth topics. If, they almost openly discussed things related to the organization behind closed doors..."

Conan didn't continue to describe this slightly crazy, but very likely to come true conjecture.

If, he meant if, Amuro Toru, the nominal guardian of Karasawa, was designed by the organization from the beginning, or was infiltrated by the organization along the way...

Hattori Heiji exchanged glances with him, and saw solemnity and determination in each other's eyes.

Let's not talk about the initial reason for participating in this variety show, this trip might really be quite meaningful.

Before the two of them finished muttering, the door of the dressing room was pushed open again.

This time, there were more staff members following the person who came in. Six or seven people squeezed in, attracting the attention of the detectives who were originally sitting in a corner of the room, leisurely and relaxed.

"...Who is this?" Hattori Heiji looked at the mixed-race face that walked in and narrowed his eyes, "Looks familiar, have I seen him before?"

While looking at the person who came in, Hattori Heiji had some enlightenment in his heart.

No wonder Amuro Toru proposed to bundle him and Akechi Goro together to discuss the treatment. The TV station actually accepted such an outrageous request. It turned out that he and Akechi Goro were the most recognized by the public in the whole group...

Conan immediately recognized the person who came in, and his eyes twitched.

If he understood correctly, this person was one of the main culprits of this variety show.

If it weren't for the fact that he inexplicably went back to Japan to study, which caused him and Goro Akechi to have the same personality, whether there would be conflicts, and who was better, there would be no reason for a TV station of Nichimei's size to specially organize such an outrageous variety show project.

Hakuba Tan, dressed in a suit, was not particularly skilled in adjusting the cuffs of his shirt. Just as he was about to introduce himself, he was interrupted by the staff behind him.

"Okay, guests, sorry for the long wait. We will put on makeup for you and go to the studio to shoot the beginning of a self-introduction. In order to ensure the effect, we may shoot it repeatedly, and the process will be confirmed by the PD and you."

More staff members came up and pressed Hattori Heiji firmly on the makeup chair before he protested.

Hattori Heiji has very dark skin, but even the darkest people still need to put on makeup when they are ready to appear on camera.

In order to achieve the best shooting effect, a large number of fill lights must be prepared for both the studio and the outdoor scene, especially in the studio. Sometimes the spotlights on the stage will raise the temperature of the studio to a scorching level. No matter what skin color you have, it is destined to appear flat and lack details under such lighting, and it has no texture and color.

So, no matter how Hattori Heiji protested, the makeup artist's big brush still swept his face.

"Okay, Mr. Hattori, don't move around, or the powder will be swept into your eyes."

"Why do you still need to apply eye shadow?!"

"It's not a decorative eye shadow, it's mainly to increase the details of the eyes, don't hide, kid..."

Conan, who was standing on the side, watched Hattori Heiji being tossed around with a playful smile, and the next second, he was also grabbed by the hood by the staff standing behind him.

"I almost forgot that Detective Hattori brought a kid with him. Anyone who needs to appear on camera should be properly handled, hurry up."

"What, no, I don't need it, no--"

An hour later, Hattori Heiji and Conan, who had been tidied up again and felt that the glitter on their faces must be glittering, stood in front of the studio door, looking at each other, speechless.

They all understood the truth. It is impossible to be on camera without makeup. The bright lights will smooth out all the differences and details on the face. Even the most beautiful people will look the same pale and flat in the photos, but in actual experience, it is really quite uncomfortable.

"So, Mingzhi has to experience this process every day?" Raising his hand and wiping his cheeks stained with the smell of powder, Hattori Heiji looked weird, "I suddenly admire him a little bit..."

"Thank you for the compliment, I don't hate your feelings, work is work, it is impossible to have everything go as planned."

Hattori Heiji turned around with a stiff expression, and it turned out to be Goro Akechi, who had arrived late, carrying his unshakable suitcase and looking at him with a half-smile.

He has not forgotten that an hour ago, this person was suspected of having come into contact with other people in the organization, and was sitting in the dressing room next door, plotting something.

"Okay, control your expression and don't look like you've seen a ghost." Karasawa adjusted his Akechi Goro suit and stood tall in front of the studio door. "I'm going to ask for your advice next time. The famous Western star detective."

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"The boy's name is Nanatsuki Koshizu. He is a junior in high school this year. He is from Fukuoka and is participating in this program as a representative of high school detectives from the south." Nanatsuki Koshizu, who once again put on his sunglasses, looked confidently at the camera. He smiled and said, "Because Xiaosheng is still a newbie and not very famous. He has only solved about 100 incidents. Please be merciful."

Sitting across the table, Karasawa slowly put down the teacup in his hand, barely able to keep the expression on his face.

Listen, listen to yourself, is what you are saying human?

You are a novice and have already solved 100 incidents. We will treat you as an incident physique and solve 100 incidents one at a time. It will take more than three months to solve the problem efficiently without leaving the problem overnight.

Do you know how many cases a district police station handles in a year...

However, other than him, people in the Kexue world seemed to be very accustomed to this exaggerated number. Not only were they not surprised at all, Tokijin Junya even nodded naturally and continued following the format of her speech.

"Junya Tokitsuya, although I was actually born in Tokyo, I grew up in Hokkaido. It is probably for this reason that I was invited here as the representative of the north. As for incidents, I have handled about 300 cases, among which The number of people arrested and prosecuted is at least 250. Of course, this number is not the accuracy of my judgment. It is true that many people resisted before being arrested and finally escaped or committed suicide..."

He said it with a calm face, but he was obviously very proud of his achievements, and his body language was exaggerated to a whole level.

Koshimizu Nanatsuki, who was sitting opposite him, seemed to be stung by the word "suicide", and the corners of his eyes twitched.

She was concerned about the current situation, so she quickly controlled her expression, and pretended to bring the tea to her mouth.

This guy who is so arrogant, showing off his excellent results in criminal cases, and so proudly describing his efforts to corner suspects as if they were medals, actually turns out to be a slightly famous high school detective. …

When did the weight of life become so light and so light that it can be talked about as merit?

She now somewhat understands Akechi Goro's thinking circuit.

Although the legal age of adulthood is 20 years old, the maturity of a person's mind is sometimes not directly proportional to age.

If there is really a bastard who has joined the ranks of high school detectives, but is using this identity that makes people preconceived and easy to like to cover up mistakes and crimes, the victims will be hurt, and the innocent detectives will also be hurt.

We cannot allow this kind of black sheep, with such a highly regarded status in society, to use chicken feathers as arrows...

Koshizui Nanatsuki was ignited with a sense of mission by his few words, but Junya Tokatsu, who was unaware of it, just ended his introduction without saying anything.

According to the order of speaking, it was Hattori Heiji's turn.

"My name is Hattori Heiji. I'm a somewhat famous detective in Kansai." Hattori Heiji was symbolically modest. "The incidents that have been solved so far, well, let me think about it..."

He made a gesture of cracking his fingers, as if he was really calculating, and waved his hand after a moment.

"Oops, there seem to be more than 1,000 pieces. I can't even count them all. Forget it."

"1,000 pieces? Really?" Koshimizu Nanatsuki looked over in surprise.

"Then you are really awesome..." Junya Tokatsu turned his head and looked at Hattori Heiji up and down, looking unconvinced. "

Conan, who was sitting next to him, glanced at him unconvincingly.

Why does it feel like you are bragging? Hattori, wouldn’t he be counting the many free commissions he kindly accepted, such as helping people find lost cats and dogs, and investigating minor problems...

"Ah, I see, you are Hattori Heiji." Hakuba Tan, who was sipping from a cup of black tea, nodded suddenly, "I do often hear my father talking about you. I heard that no matter what kind of thing he faces, he always feels... A very sharp detective..."

Tang Ze glanced at his profile and thought to himself.

High emotional intelligence and keen senses.

Low emotional intelligence and empty brain.

As expected of someone who has lived in the UK for so many years, he just knows how to talk.

"Your father? Why did your father know about him?" Unexpectedly, there were unexpected lines, and Tokijin Junya couldn't help but look sideways.

"Because they are both in the same situation. They are both children from police families." Tang Ze, who was sitting at the end, interjected, "The situations are very similar."

"Indeed. My father is the police chief. It's a coincidence that Hattori-kun, you have a father who is the head of the Osaka Prefectural Police Headquarters." Hakuba Detective introduced himself with a smile, "My name is Hakuba Detective. Well, you must have heard of me recently. name."

He was not active in Japan in the past, so although he seemed to have solved many incidents in Europe, his reputation in China has never been obvious.

Until he returned to Japan, not only did he come back for a vacation, he even returned to school, and he didn't know what new goals he had.

The case that happened at the Blizzard Villa a few days ago did not cause any substantial casualties in the end. In the end, it was natural that the case was attributed to Bai Ma Tan, whose identity was most public. It earned him a lot of limelight, so These days, the news and news about him are indeed increasing day by day.

"So, what is the number of cases you have solved so far?" Junya Tokijin asked, who was very concerned about this issue.

"Well... I made some estimates when you were speaking. There are about 500 pieces." Baima tilted his head.

"That means it's only about half as good as mine?" Hattori Heiji choked a little when he was shocked by this sentence. He didn't know whether it was a yin and yang or a real emotion.

"Yes, it's just that this is only an incident that happened in Japan." Hakuba Tan shrugged, looking relaxed and content, "I have been studying and living in the UK for a long time, but I will go back to Japan during the holidays. I can't help it. My nanny always thinks too highly of my abilities and will give me a lot of requests without permission. However, isn’t this show limited to high school detectives in Japan? I’m not counting the number from overseas. Too fair."

"Hmm, yes, I've heard of it. I'll know your name as soon as you tell me." Koshimizu Nanatsuki nodded, "So why are you, a person who is basically active abroad, invited as a representative of the Eastern Region? Xiaosheng thought that even if it wasn’t Kudo Shinichi…”

Her eyes flicked to the face of the last person.

Tangze, who was calmly drinking tea, had no choice but to put down his cup and smiled skillfully at the camera that turned around.

"Are you praising me? Then thank you for your approval. My name is Goro Akechi, and you should have heard of my name more or less. As for the incident..." Karasawa tilted his head, pretending to think. After a moment, he spit out a number, "I haven't been in Tokyo for a long time, so the total number is 218."

The number, which was accurate to single digits, immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the room.

Conan looked at his face blankly. The first thing that came to his mind was not the question of quantity. Instead, he recalled Mouri Kogoro's complaints about the commission fee. Then he substituted Mouri Kogoro's commission fee and made a rough estimate. Income wise.

...No wonder Toru Amuro wants to follow him as his manager.

Even if this firm only charges one penny in profit, it's already making a lot of money, right?

"I'm different from you guys. After all, I'm doing this for a living, so I can't forget my own progress. That's what work is." Tangze bent his eyes, completed his skillful pretense, and looked back to the center of the round table. The vase was placed to cover the radio equipment, and his eyes were quite clear.

Regardless of the off-site factors of Conan, the five people who are speaking at the table now, except for the identity of Akechi, are all detectives who do not accept money and mainly take time out to engage in hobbies in their spare time, but even if Hattori Heiji's numbers are Moisture, the real number is probably only There are three to four hundred, which adds up to more than 1,500 incidents. Add in Conan, Kudo Shinichi, who can become the savior of the Japanese police within a year, and it is certain that the total will exceed 2,000. Most of them are still... This is a criminal case involving human life.

The lineup on this table was almost a set of sample books on criminal investigation related majors. Tangze only felt cold and gloomy. It turned out that the focus of this group of people was not to ask questions about what is going on in this country and this society at all. Whether the public security can be saved, they are actually seriously comparing the number of cases...

So what else could he say besides smiling?