The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

"You mean, my uncle and aunt are aware of the existence of the cognitive world?" Miyano Akemi frowned and began to think hard about the meaning of his words.

"Presumably they must feel something about this special power." Karasawa raised his hand and briefly switched the form of the Kaito suit. "The cognitive world is not an independent existence. It is the shadow of the real world. My recovery was not an accident. But I don’t think they would show that power in front of the organization.”

"Hmm... You may need to ask Shiho about this kind of thing." Miyano Akemi pondered for a moment, without coming to any conclusion, and shook her head, "Although I briefly worked as an assistant researcher, that was only because of Shiho and my uncle. Relationship with my aunt. What the organization needs is not a researcher with professional abilities, but a trustworthy data recorder to help them enter information on confidential experiments. Unlike Shiho, I have no talent in biopharmaceuticals. Shiho assisted her uncle and the others. She has led the research and development of many drugs for a long time, and she knows the specific research content best."

When Tang Ze heard this, he blinked curiously: "So, Sister Mingmei, what did you study in college...?"

"Financial auditing." Miyano Akemi raised her eyebrows and smiled, dispelling some sadness and haze. "When I chose this major, the organization did not stop me. Maybe they also lack some manpower in accounting."

Hoshikawa Hui nodded clearly: "Oh, that's normal. The organization has a lot of black income from unknown sources. In terms of finance, it's not difficult for internal personnel to participate... huh? Karasawa?"

What interrupted him was Tang Ze's sudden movement to stand up. Hoshikawa Teru looked strangely at Karasawa who stood up suddenly and grabbed Miyano Akemi's hands in two steps.

"Sister Akemi..." Karasawa raised his face and looked at Miyano Akemi with a wet and pitiful look, "Great, please save the child!"

"...Huh?" Miyano Akemi blinked a few times blankly.

Tang Ze clasped his hands together, and when he spread them out again, as if by magic, two gold coins were already lying in his palms.

"Is this...?" Miyano Akemi hesitantly fiddled with the coins in his hand with her fingertips.

"The origin is more complicated. It's probably, well," Tang Ze cleared his throat, "a batch of Byzantine-era gold coins stolen by a robbery gang in Europe and other places..."

Miyano Akemi's fingertips that touched the gold coins stiffened for a moment, and she quickly picked up one of them in disbelief and shook it slightly. She felt its heavy weight and felt something bad.

She asked in a very soft voice: "How many gold coins like this do you have?"

"Well..." Tang Ze glanced at the stacked numbers in the prop column with his peripheral vision, and said, "Probably, there are more than 14,000 yuan?"

Miyano Akemi's fingers trembled, and the gold coin she held in her fingers fell back into Karasawa's hand.

"In addition, um," Karasawa glanced down, secretly counting the digits for a while, and then added, "There are also about 80 million yen in cash whose origin is unknown."

"How many?"

"More than 80 million..."

Miyano Akemi took a deep breath and looked away dizzily. She couldn't help but grab the coffee on the table and took a big sip.

She touched her forehead, looked around, pulled out two pieces of letter paper from under the coffee table, and slapped them on the marble table.

Her wet hair was thrown to the back of her neck, and the cuffs of some long men's shirts were rolled up to her elbows. Her expression might have been more solemn than when she had just talked about the Karasawa family.

"The specific amount, the specific amount, how much has been spent in the past, and how it was spent for what." Miyano Akemi raised the pen and hung it above the letter, with an aura like a police officer interrogating a criminal. "Give me a Five ten, count them all!”

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"What's wrong? Didn't you sleep well last night?" Seeing Karasawa staring straight at the sun-cooked eggs on the plate, Toru Amuro waved his hand in front of him.

"It's nothing," Tang Ze's eyes wandered, and he opened his mouth to bite the straw of the juice, "I just feel like it's really scary for an accountant who has to work overtime to do the accounting..."

Toru Amuro didn't understand his strange remarks, but he was somewhat used to Karasawa's style of occasionally saying weird things. A guy who could compete with his bourbon state in terms of yin and yang, he had a lot of weird things in his heart. Colorful is normal.

"I don't understand what you are talking about, but what happened yesterday?" Amuro Toru's voice lowered, "The organization seemed to have made some big moves yesterday. You acted as Goro Akechi. What happened this time? Does it have anything to do with you?"

Tang Ze swallowed a sip of juice, curled his lips, and followed him, lowering his voice, and said softly: "It has a certain relationship, but the main person responsible is Gin. The three prisoners of the 1 billion robbery died one after another. ”

"I know about this, but are they actually related to the organization?" Toru Amuro frowned.

The 1 billion robbery case is a hot topic in the news. Not only people like Toru Amuro who are well-informed, but also reporters from the media have heard about it. Early this morning, the news that the three prisoners in the robbery died one after another due to internal strife broke out on the news. made headlines.

Toru Amuro, who had a source of information in the police, knew clearly that one of the criminals was shot dead in the police station.

Thinking of this, he turned his attention to Tang Ze: "The woman who died at the dock...so you were the sniper last night?"

"Yes, it's me." Karasawa admitted immediately, looked at Toru Amuro's face, shrugged and added, "I didn't kill the person, don't worry, I was just the one who helped them deal with the aftermath."

Hearing Karasawa's denial, Amuro Toru breathed a sigh of relief, but soon his expression turned dissatisfied: "It's Gin again, right? I've told you, if Gin has any difficult orders, you can tell me first. Next. If he really asks you to assassinate him with a sniper, what will you do?"

"Then I will shoot without hesitation." Karasawa forked the sun-cooked eggs on the plate, and the tender runny heart was pierced by the tip of the fork, and the juice spread out, "I told you, I'm ready. You have to wake up and embark on this path. If one day, you have to kill me in order to stabilize your identity as an undercover agent and prevent the organization from becoming suspicious, you have to do it without hesitation when you shoot, senior."

Toru Amuro raised his eyebrows noncommittally as he watched Karasawa give the omelette another fork, causing the yolk to flow all over the plate.

The truth is this...

"Don't say frustrating words, kid. You look down on me too much for being in such an embarrassing situation." Toru Amuro raised his hand and rubbed the top of Tangze's hair several times, "Stop playing with eggs, you It’s very troublesome to wash dishes like this!”

"Hey, hey, hey, you're starting again!" Tangze protested loudly, protecting his hairstyle that was on the verge of collapse.

After rubbing Karasawa's hair, static electricity exploded. Toru Amuro let go of his hand, looked at his victory with satisfaction, and lowered his voice again: "Anyway, I won't let myself fall into that situation, don't do it to me. You are making some useless sacrifices without authorization. Trust your colleagues, no matter what kind of desperate situation it is, I can find a way out, so don't say that again."

Tangze's hand combing his hair paused, and then he continued to straighten his hair without moving, but he didn't continue to talk.

Is he thinking of Zhu Fu Jingguang?

Tang Ze tilted his head and quickly changed the subject: "The one who was silenced in the police station, don't let this clue go. The organization has a secret hand in the police, that's for sure. It's rare for them to make this move, so we can't let it go. Get over it."

"I understand." Toru Amuro bent down and leaned on the bar, smiling confidently, "This time, I might be able to catch one of the participants in your case. Feng Jian has heard new news over there. Wait. My good news, junior, be calm, it is not your turn to educate me as a minor."

Wow - it's too late to write -

No matter, I added it anyway!