The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

"Kyosuke Futo has left the Ferris wheel." After reporting this, Rensaburo Shiratori frowned, hesitated for a moment, and added, "It seems that he is not in good condition."

After careful consideration, he did not choose a more exaggerated word, but he had to say that using the word "poor" to describe the current Futo Kyosuke was too euphemistic.

Kyousuke Futo's slightly curly short hair was dripping with sweat, and he looked as if he had just climbed out of the swimming pool, almost stumbling out of the Ferris wheel.

Completely ignoring the sideways glances from the tourists around him, Fudo Kyousuke panted heavily and sat down on the bench next to him.

What is this, what is this...

A hallucination simply caused by the high temperature? It can't be, it can't be that simple.

He is a psychiatrist himself and has long been involved in the study of cognitive psychology. He knows exactly what kind of mental state he is in.

It just happened that today, when I was once again eyeing Miwako Sato and Akira Karasawa, this symptom appeared...

Could it be that they are the Phantom Thieves of the Heart?

Thinking of Toshihiko Takasugi grabbing his own throat, lying on the ground as if suffocated, with black mud spurting out from his seven orifices, Fuudo Kyosuke couldn't help but raise his hand and press his Adam's apple.

Did they discover his crime and start sanctioning him? But if that's the case, what about the notice letter? Why wasn't there any notice message sent to him? !

If I had known that I might become their target...

With fear and doubt intertwined in his heart, Fudo Kyousuke put his hands on his knees, shook the sweat off his head, and took a big breath.

No, don't jump to conclusions so early.

After witnessing Takasugi Toshihiko's change of heart, Futo Kyosuke began to deliberately collect all information related to the Phantom Thieves, and also went to Phantom Thief CH to observe the situation.

Summarizing their behavior, it is not difficult to find that there are some necessary conditions for the Phantom Thieves of Heart to change their minds. Just like the real "Phantom Thieves", they must pass some method before stealing the "twisted heart". declare.

As their reputation grew, declarations seemed less necessary, but the concept that "if you do evil, your heart will be stolen by the Phantom Thieves" must have been deeply rooted in people's hearts, and many villains with bad personalities will have this kind of mentality. Hidden worries, no further notice, seems to be no problem.

But in short, their change of heart is basically silent, and will not even be noticed by the person involved.

If they want to do something to themselves, they probably won't use torture... Or, in other words, they have nothing to do with themselves...

Calm down, Futo, calm down, it's not time to despair yet.

After suggesting this to himself several times, Fuudo Kyousuke wiped away the sweat flowing down his face and took a deep breath.

Although the entire journey on the Ferris wheel was like a nightmare from which he would never wake up, he felt his eyeballs being gouged out alive at one moment, and felt a sharp and bone-piercing pain on his back. He fell up and down, and suddenly he couldn't breathe at all. He dug into the glass and left shocking traces of blood...

But with strong willpower, he finally completed his set task of boarding the Ferris wheel.

He had just used the telescope to locate the possible location, and the next step was to rush there.

Kyosuke Futo, who slowly regained his composure, calmly took out the sports drink he carried, added some water, stood up straight and walked towards the island of dreams and wonderland.

They seemed to be playing near the stall in that direction, not too far from here.

As long as you move fast enough, you might be able to catch a little tail.

In this regard, if they knew that Futo Kyousuke was lucky, perhaps the members of the Phantom Thieves would look at him with pity and ridicule.

If this was really the Phantom Thieves in the original game, those high school Phantom Thieves who are generally more law-abiding would probably not do such a thing.

However, what he encountered was a magically modified version created by Tang Ze, a chaotic and kind-hearted onion man.

After careful calculation in their group, there is no one with clean hands so far. Whether there will be serious red party members joining in the future is still a question to be discussed.

It's a pity that Fuudo Kyosuke, who was kept in the dark, knew nothing about these contents. Otherwise, he might not have made such a choice, but would have simply lied down and given up struggling.

The end result is losing anyway. If you lose lying down, at least you won't be tired, right?

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"boom--"

"Bang bang bang——"

"Ah, that's great, Xiaolan, you hit five!" Suzuki Sonoko cheered, took the two pendants handed over by the stall owner, rushed over and hugged Mao Lilan, "Even if you don't remember anything, you It’s also the most powerful!”

"Son, Garden..." Putting down the air gun that had been used for a long time and was very worn out, Mao Lilan was caught off guard by Suzuki Sonoko and caught her awkwardly. She blushed and said, "It's too exaggerated. I just I was fooled a few times..."

"That's pretty awesome!"

"Ah, even if she has lost her memory, Xiaolan's luck is still so good." Conan, who was standing behind them, looked at the backs of the two girls hugging each other and clicked his tongue, "That gun is difficult to use, I'll go The next time I came, I tried my best to control the muzzle, but still missed several shots, and in the end I only got the pendant."

Unlike Mao Lilan, Kudo Shinichi at that time had received special training from his father who was full of whimsical ideas, and he thought that his marksmanship was passable.

Originally, I wanted to show off my abilities that I usually don’t have the opportunity to show off in front of the girl I like, but in the end, I was forced to draw with Mao Lilan through luck...

That incredible feeling of unwillingness, he still gritted his teeth when he thought about it today.

"Is there a possibility that it's not that she is lucky, but that you are really unlucky?" Tang Ze, who was standing next to him, asked a very fatal question.

"...No, it's impossible!" The feeling of unwillingness was still echoing in his heart. Hearing Tang Ze say this, Conan's eyes widened, "There is something wrong with the gun! If you don't believe it, if you don't believe it, just go and try it!"

Hui Yuan Ai, who was listening to the two of them talking, shrank his fingers when he heard the words.

Kudo's marksmanship may indeed be good, but it really depends on his marksmanship...

Whether it's close-quarters shooting or sniping, Karasawa is a real fighter. Even if he loses his memory, he can kill three Kudos just with muscle memory...

She was hesitating whether to stop their fighting spirit. When she heard Conan's raised voice, Suzuki Sonoko's eyes lit up.

"Yeah, I almost forgot. Karasawa is really good at playing games. I've never seen him lose in games!" Suzuki Sonoko clapped her hands together and became excited, "Playing balloons in the amusement park can also be regarded as a kind of game. Well, Tang Ze, you can definitely do it!"

Haibara Ai, who was still thinking about how to cover up Tangze's past marksmanship problems, said: "..."

She was overthinking it. These nervous high school students probably couldn't realize the problem.

"Hey, hey, you are so blindly confident, as if listing it as a game will give you an aura of victory..." Conan, whose mouth twitched, complained.

"Karasawa, come and give it a try!" Suzuki Sonoko couldn't help but said, having already spent money to buy ten more rubber bullets, she waved to Karasawa, "Come on, come on!"

"It's a game..." After repeating the word, Karasawa slowly walked forward and took the small ball handed over by Suzuki Sonoko in the shopkeeper's eyes, "Then I'll try Just give it a try. If you can’t hit it, don’t blame me for wasting your money?”

"Play as you like!" Rich woman Suzuki Sonoko waved her arm boldly.

With a grin, Tangze weighed the gun in his hand, tentatively closed one eye, moved closer to the crosshair, and like a real amateur, made random gestures with the muzzle of the gun on the balloon on the wall.

"I probably know. Boss, please get a new balloon board." Tangze smiled implicitly and raised his arm, "I'll start."

"boom--"

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"boom--"

With this sharp sound breaking through the air, Fuudo Kyousuke, who originally thought it was a noise coming from the amusement stall ahead, suddenly felt a pain in the tip of his ear.

He instinctively bent down and raised his hands to press his ears.

The sticky blood flowed out from the small scratch, which shocked Futo Kyosuke.

He turned his head sharply and looked towards the direction from which the bullet had come.

"Are you looking for me? Doctor Fengdo?" The man holding the gun saw his gaze and slowly walked out of the shadows.

That was Tang Zezhao...but it wasn't the one he was familiar with.

Densely packed sutures and scars covered Tang Zezhao's face. It was as if he had been cut into pieces alive and then sewn back together again. The originally handsome face was covered with these horrific marks and turned into a horrifying one. Not daring to look directly.

"You, you..." Fudo Kyosuke reflexively took half a step back, and then heard the vibrating sound deep in his own throat.

"What's wrong? Is it weird?" Karasawa tilted his head, and a line of blood slowly flowed down the suture on his cheek, "Isn't this what you did, Fudo Kyosuke?"

"!" Kyosuke Futo took a deep breath and came back to his senses.

Ahead, the noisy sounds of children cheering and screaming were still coming from the crowded stalls. On the path where he was standing, several pedestrians in the same direction walked over with normal expressions. When they saw him standing abruptly in the middle of the road, they looked at him. He took a step back and received strange looks.

Futo Kyousuke raised his hand and pressed the auricle that was still tingling.

The skin there is intact, and there is no possibility of any blood dripping down.

What is this...

Could it be that some bastards in the school who like to study hallucinogenic effects and related drugs suddenly set their sights on him? Because I have been too high-spirited recently and have been overly active in the community, which has attracted dissatisfaction from some people?

After being suspicious for a while, Fuudo Kyousuke lowered his sunglasses with a gloomy expression and walked into the crowd of booths.

Let's wait until the dust settles to worry about this kind of thing.

If Miwako Sato cannot be properly dealt with, once the police's attention shifts to him, all his great prospects and beautiful ideas will come to naught...

It was a gamble that had to be made. He was by no means a gambler, but he couldn't help himself.

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"Huh? Dice?" Looking at Suzuki Sonoko's excited face, Karasawa pondered for a moment and shook his head, "Forget it, I have no interest in this kind of gambling-related project."

"So strict..." Looking at the large soft pillow in his arms, Suzuki Sonoko touched it reluctantly, "With this one, we can collect all the big dolls and exchange them for special souvenirs..."

"Let's forget it, Suzuki-san." Karasawa's tone was very soft, but his rejection hand was firm, "Compared with souvenirs that I don't know what they are, dolls are more practical. The kind of things that can be exchanged together, listen. It looks like some kind of consumer trap, right?"

"Eh... ok..." Suzuki Sonoko looked at Mouri Kogoro who was eager to come up and try, but Fei Yingli pulled his ears and dragged him to the side. He sighed regretfully and did not insist anymore.

Uncle Maori is still in the withdrawal period, so it is not good to initiate such things.

Anyway...

She couldn't put it down and touched the dolphin pillow in her arms. Suzuki Sonoko rubbed her face twice with satisfaction.

Relying on Karasawa's superb game skills, whether it was ballooning, hoops, or archery, they undoubtedly won the highest award.

Especially when playing with balloons, watching the boss with a disgusted look on his face as Karasawa fired one shot after another, taking his time but hitting the target again and again, with his expression changing little by little, was really unbearable to watch. Keep laughing, it has a great program effect.

"Several big dolls are also very profitable." Mao Lilan, who was holding a killer whale pillow in her arms, was also in a good mood, patting the pillow in her arms with a rosy face, "I wanted it last time, but I Both Shinichi and...ah...eh?"

After subconsciously saying something, Mao Lilan, whose expression gradually became blank, raised a hand and pressed his eyebrows.

"...You really remembered it slowly." Suzuki Sonoko said happily at first. Seeing a faint look of confusion on her face, she quickly leaned over and said, "Don't force yourself to remember, just keep this rhythm. . Let’s continue walking around the amusement park, maybe you will recall more soon!”

Seeing the hope of recovery for her best friend, Suzuki Sonoko happily moved over and used the dolphin in her hand to nuzzle the larger killer whale in Mao Lilan's arms.

"That's great, you guys." Hui Yuan Ai struggled to hold a squid pillow that was almost as tall as herself. She came closer to Tang Ze and bumped him with her shoulder. "...Have you recovered yet?" ?”

She didn't know exactly what Karasawa was like before he lost his memory, but no matter how you thought about it, Karasawa probably had no firearms training before coming to Tokyo.

That posture of skillfully adjusting the angle, cooperating with the broken machine itself, and stably firing bullets that can hit the target... no matter how you look at it, it shouldn't belong to the Karasawa of the past.

Karasawa curled his lips, passed through the gap in the crowd, and accurately saw Futo Kyousuke who was trying to walk through the crowds of people, trying to get closer to see them clearly.

His face was completely devoid of the composure that a pursuer should have, with victory in hand. His soft curly hair was wet with sweat and clung to his forehead in embarrassment. The T-shirt from his neck to his chest was soaked with sweat. I drew a "deep V" abruptly.

Facts have proved...how can there be so many talented and vicious drama queens?

It’s all caused by having too little homework, getting off work too early, and being beaten up by several waves of society, and everyone looks like a dog.

"Maybe it's just that you played the game well?" Tang Ze, who pretended not to see him, stretched out his hand and patted the pink squid doll in Haiyuan Ai's arms twice, making the short girl shake twice. "Don't think so much. .”

"You look like this, how can you ask for help..."

"boom--"

A sharp high-frequency sound pierced everyone's eardrums.

Almost instinctively, everyone turned their heads in the direction of the gunfire.

"Bang, bang——"

"It's a shooting!" At the moment of the second gunshot, Tang Ze warned loudly, "Be careful, find a bunker! Get down!"

Without saying a word, he pushed down Haiyuan Ai and the squid in her hand in the same position as before, and lay down on the red carpet of the stall.

The big doll in his hand directly turned into a cushion when it fell to the ground. When the confused Haihara Ai fell to the ground, he was even bounced by the doll in his hand.

"Xiaolan, be careful!" Miwako Sato, who couldn't hold back, lifted up her long skirt that was in the way, rushed out from the crowd, hugged Suzuki Sonoko and Maori Ran at the same time in the same posture, and protected the two girls. Down, pressed down.

When people are in a state of panic, they will instinctively follow the instructions given by others. Therefore, the residents of Yoneka Town, who were already full of risk awareness, followed Karasawa's prompts without hesitation, screaming and running away, lying in wait. Those who fell fell down and those who hid were hiding.

The next second, two men dressed in pitch black with guns in their hands rushed out of the woods in the direction of the bridge.

Immediately afterwards, Goro Akechi, who looked gloomy, shouted not to run, and fired two shots at their backs without hesitation.

The pistol in his hand was equipped with a silencer, and the two small shots did not spread very far, but they successfully woke up the stunned crowd.

On the other side, the two groups of people who were following Futo Kyosuke and the following Karasawa and his party became a mess due to this accident.

"What's going on? What happened?! Someone attacked citizens at the amusement park with a gun?!"

"Is that Akechi? Oh, but, but, Karasawa..."

"It's Akechi-kun! He's chasing the gangster in front of him!"

"Ah, this, could this also be Tang Ze..."

Several waves of police officers from different sources, chaotic and confused, and confused, but all have the same consensus——

Akechi Goro is an ally.

Mr. Mingzhi must not be chasing a good person! /There must be some plan to use a wise identity to run out and shoot!

So, almost without thinking, the plainclothes men in disguise pulled out their guns, found suitable shooting bunkers, and started shouting.

"Get down! Everyone get down!"

"People in front get out of the way and pay attention to safety!"

In the extremely chaotic scene, only Fuudo Kyosuke, who had heard the hallucination of gunshots many times, did not react at all.

Along the way from the Ferris wheel, he had hallucinated that he had been shot by bullets three or four times on the road. The real sound of gunshots did not arouse his alertness at all until everyone around him fell down. He still stood there, calmly waiting for the illusion to dissipate.

The detectives and police officers who drew their guns reflexively aimed at the only person standing upright in the center of the field.

Kyosuke Fudo, who was pointed at by more than a dozen guns: "..."

In fact, the main plot of this theatrical version is the persecution of the murderer and Karasawa’s further self-awareness [Quietly]