The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

"Ah——!" The woman's face immediately turned pale as the black gun was pointed directly at her.

She glanced at the suitcase next to her, and her fingers trembled slightly.

She knew that most of the guys selling this kind of inside information were criminals, and the two men in black she saw today looked very much like gang members... But it was so dangerous!

Thinking about the 400 million in cash she handed over, and thinking about her salary of only a few hundred thousand yen, the woman instantly lost interest in maintaining it...

No matter how valuable the thing is, it's not her money. It's not worth working hard for this salary.

He was threatened at gunpoint, so it’s understandable for the boss, right?

She stood up tremblingly, took two steps back and pressed against the wall of the train, and raised her hands: "This box is all here, I haven't opened it yet..."

He is quick to intimidate, showing off his charm as a resident of Rice Flowers. After all, those who don’t understand this principle will not live long.

With a few words of approval in his heart, Tang Ze took two steps closer and lifted the suitcase on the table with the hand that was not holding the gun. He glanced at Conan, who had a blank expression, then lifted the suitcase and winked.

What are you doing? Come here and get your bomb!

Conan came to his senses and stared at him with wide eyes.

What are you doing! Where did you get the gun? Why did you suddenly jump directly to the legal channel! That’s not right, this time it involves an explosion, and it’s originally a legal channel...

What are you thinking about? Come and pick up the box! Look at the time! Tangze stared back unceremoniously.

In the eyes of others, this scene was a terrifying gunman threatening a child who was just over one meter tall to take him as a hostage with a ferocious look in his eyes.

How terrible, too much!

No, I have to find a way to seek help from the police outside the carriage... The office worker sitting behind Tangze gritted his teeth, secretly took out his mobile phone, and began to use the qualities of a Kexue resident to quickly edit and send a message to the police for help.

Conan swallowed, faced Karasawa's death glare, stiffly walked up to him, and carefully held the box that might be a dangerous explosive.

What a poor child, he was so scared that his hands and feet were stiff! Damn it, why haven't the police noticed anything unusual yet? Someone come quickly!

Karasawa grabbed Conan and led him towards the car door. The gun in his hand showed no intention of hanging down.

He still remembered that the detonating switch of this bomb was the number that the woman would dial later. Now that she put down the gun and pressed it out with a twitch, Tangze would have to show everyone the stunt of smashing the double-layer car window with his bare hands.

It's absolutely right to get closer to the door first, then find a way to open the emergency door, then throw the box out to detonate it, and then use the joker form to appear and then disappear...

Tangze stepped back step by step, silently calculating the next steps.

However, Tangze, who has forgotten some key roles, is going to have an accident if nothing else.

"Conan! Conan! Are you here! Where have you gone..." A clear female voice came from the direction of the carriage door. Tangze stopped breathing and suddenly looked back.

Mao Lilan, who looked anxious and unhappy, grabbed the door of the carriage with both hands and pulled it open.

Before she could take a good look at the situation inside the car, she saw a tall man with black hair holding a gun in one hand and holding Conan's collar with the other, standing a few steps away from her.

Conan hugged a black box with a pale face, and followed his steps back helplessly...

Are dangerous criminals! He also controlled Conan! Mao Lilan's eyes changed.

not good! I can’t explain it now!

Tangze quickly got into his stance, quickly raised his hands to block, and caught Mao Lilan's all-out leg whip.

Hiss... Tang Ze only felt numbness in his forearm, and his arm briefly lost consciousness.

"Let him go!" Mao Lilan shouted loudly, and as he was being blocked, he raised his other leg high and kicked Tang Ze in the face.

He didn't dare to take it, he didn't dare to take it at all. This time it was really a blow to his bones and muscles. Tang Ze quickly took two steps back to get out of the range of her kick.

Oops! Conan's hand holding the suitcase tightened. He didn't dare to let go of the suitcase, nor did he dare to get close to the two people who started to fight.

This thing doesn't want to be shaken. If Xiaolan doesn't catch it and hammers it on the box, everyone on the train will be dead.

Tangze gritted his teeth, turned the gun in his hand to the side, nimbly dodged her two pursuits, bent forward, and approached Conan's direction.

He doesn't have a real gun on him now. The organization only gave him two snipers at the beginning. What he took out was a simulated model gun in his toolbar. It has no lethality and can only become a burden in the fight.

Seeing that he was going to catch Conan again, Mao Lilan's eyes widened, and she stepped forward to catch him and knock him to the ground.

Tang Ze nimbly pulled his coat and got out. Mao Lilan only grabbed the leather black jacket, while Tang Ze himself rushed forward to Conan's side.

He still had time to look back at the woman who was dealing with Gin and the others.

Sure enough, as soon as she was freed from the threat of his gun, she had already taken out her mobile phone tremblingly, pressing unknown buttons, as if she was about to dial a number.

ah! In the end, I still had to tear off the car window by hand! The plan really can't keep up with the changes...

Tangze shook off his hand that was numb from Mao Lilan's kick and stretched out to Conan: "Give it to me, hurry up!"

Conan, who was stunned by the completely unfolding situation, subconsciously followed his instructions, loosened his hands and let the box fall into Karasawa's hands.

Tang Ze ignored the issue of keeping the disguise and quickly scanned the box in his arms with his "third eye".

It's over, the red has become thicker, and it has begun to count down!

Karasawa stepped onto the unoccupied seat in two steps, tore off the obstructive wig and threw it away, while activating the mask, and opened the opening attack with a rising speed and a bunch of passive opening buffs. He used P and kicked the opponent hard. On the wide window frame of the special class carriage.

To escape in an emergency, you should kick the corners of the glass. Tang Ze, who has experienced professional rescue and survival training, knows this very well.

With a "pop" sound, the double-glazed glass cracked. The high-speed train suddenly poured strong wind into the carriage, causing everyone to turn their heads and cover their faces.

Looking up again, he saw Tang Ze, who was dressed in black and in the form of a joker. He kicked him mercilessly again, knocking out a large hole half a man's height in the thick and insulated double-layer glass.

6 seconds left!

Tangze, who was counting down silently in his mind, thought for a moment, raised his hand and threw out dozens of notice letters from the props column.

Anyway, he can't be killed by the explosion. No matter how he jumps out, as long as he leaves the train, he will be safe.

Then work hard on your image. If you get hit by a bomb, the pain will be temporary, but whether the posture when you jump out is cool or not is a lifelong matter!

In an instant, as Karasawa waved his hand, the red and black papers were blown out by the strong wind, and small cards filled the carriage.

5 seconds!

Tang Ze knelt down, his scarf fluttering wildly in the strong wind and hitting the seat of the carriage. He adjusted his legs, struck a cool posture, grabbed the scarf and pulled it.

In the next second, the soft red cloth turned into a flexible rope and was wrapped around his hand.

4 seconds!

Tang Ze turned around, put his index and middle fingers together, pointed at his temples, waved at Conan and Mao Lilan, and said jokingly: "That's awesome, miss... don't kick people in the face next time."

After saying this quickly, he raised the rope in his hand, hooked it to the pole on the railway outside the window, jumped up instantly, and jumped out through the hole in the window.

"Joker!" Conan looked at this scene in horror, reaching out to stop his suicidal move, but his short arms only caught air.

The next second——

There was a loud "boom", and more than ten meters away from the carriage, the explosives in the suitcase detonated in mid-air. A heat wave and shock wave blew Conan from the hole and fell back into the aisle of the carriage.

"No, joker——" He raised his head and stared at the center of the explosion with some sadness.

——Then he saw a thread of red silk passing through the dust of the explosion and hooking up to the railroad sign. The white-haired and black-clothed Phantom Thief still had the time to turn around and waved at him broadly, like Tarzan. He grabbed the rope and swung to the other side of the railway bridge.

Conan: "..." Why is this man still acting cool at this time? Bai was excited.

Also, if he was not sure of his escape, he should just throw the bomb out instead of jumping out of the car holding it.

He exhaled and sat down on the soft aisle carpet of the special carriage as if he was exhausted.

Too dangerous……

So, what Gin said, that person would turn on the switch without warning, was that the woman who would make the call?

How did Joker determine which suitcase contained the bomb...he obviously just glanced at it?

Conan was puzzled and glanced at the woman standing there blankly with his peripheral vision.

"Ah..." Mao Lilan, who witnessed Joker's disguise on the spot, blinked, looked down at the jacket still in his hand, finally came back to his senses, and murmured, "That's Joker? The Phantom Thief of Hearts" That joker? So, he found a bomb in the car and was rescuing people? "

After saying this, she couldn't help but feel a little hot when she remembered what joker said before leaving.

It seems that she mistakenly blamed the person without asking clearly... It seems a bit excessive to just kick the person in the face...

"Oops..." She awkwardly hugged the jacket in her hand and murmured in a low voice, "I seemed to have kicked him a few times just now... Is he supposed to be okay?"

Conan: "..." No, it didn't look like anything was wrong at all. The joker obviously moved his arm several times repeatedly. I'm afraid his hand was injured during the block.

It's too scary. The damage Xiaolan caused to him seems to be greater than that box of bombs...

The corners of Conan's mouth twitched, and he once again confirmed his determination to cover his vest.

She must not let her discover him. Even if Joker received a severe beating, Xiaolan could have killed him with just one little finger...