The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

"Yes, thanks to the efforts of Representative Ohgi, otherwise I would not have received such a good job." The square-faced man standing at the end of the group took a step forward and answered politely.

"This is the chief architect of the building, Mr. Hidehiko Kazama." Mio Tokiwa turned around and gestured to the last person.

"Hello, everyone." Kazama Hidehiko smiled and nodded to everyone, his eyes naturally falling on Mouri Kogoro's face, "Hello, Mr. Mouri. It's really a fate to see you here."

"Fate?" Mouri Kogoro, who was still looking at Kitagawa Yusuke angrily, turned back.

"Yes, we have actually been in contact for a long time. Strictly speaking, it seems that I should thank you." Hidehiko Kazama had a chuckle on his lips, "You may have heard of my teacher, his name is Moritani Emperor two."

As soon as this name came out, the expressions of Conan and the others all changed and they took a step back.

On their side, everyone who had contact with the prisoners in Moritani Teiji's case was present...

"Everyone seems to have heard of him, so you should understand what I mean. Don't worry, I won't have the idea of ​​blowing up the building just because of a little aesthetic difference." Hidehiko Kazama nodded, as if Quite satisfied with the current results.

"When you say thank you, you mean..." Mouri Kogoro thought about it for a moment, his expression getting weirder.

What kind of people are Mio Tokiwa looking for? Not a single normal one.

"If the teacher is not imprisoned for the case, not only will it be difficult for my design to be recognized, but it will also be dangerous, right?" Hidehiko Kazama smiled. It could be seen that he was really happy.

Moritani Teiji’s skills and level in architecture are obvious to all. Studying with him and working in his studio are both rare and good experiences for architects.

But I also know that with such a studio person in charge, they will never come up with an asymmetric design and hand it over to Party A.

"Because the designs on the two sides of these twin buildings are not uniform, and there is still a height difference, right?" Conan said, looking past the huge floor-to-ceiling windows on one side of the venue to Building B, which is shorter on the other side.

From this angle, you can clearly see the arched dome of another building, and the clean and smooth glass sparkles in the sunlight.

"Yeah, I'm not like the teacher. I think insisting on symmetrical design is too old-fashioned. Unfortunately, I can't decide the design direction of the studio." Hidehiko Kazama finished happily and walked up to talk to Kogoro Mori. Shaking hands, "I would also like to thank you and the police for protecting the citizens and delivering justice."

"Where is it..." Mouri Kogoro, who always felt that this logic was yin and yang, looked strange, but he reached out to avoid hitting the smiling man. At this moment, he could only shake his hand and shake it twice.

Conan looked at the two of them clasping hands. How should I put it, he felt like he was thanking the God of Plague for defeating the competitor who was pressing down on him.

Thinking of this, Conan couldn't help but cast his eyes towards Kitagawa Yusuke, who was standing behind Kisaragi Hosui, as calm as if their topic had nothing to do with him.

You really worshiped the wrong mountain. You should thank whoever rectified Moritani Teiji, this is the right place.

Karasawa looked at Hidehiko Kazama with a gentle look.

How can I put it, thanks to the enterprising spirit of this new designer, the little old emperor has accepted the change of heart and his murderous intention has long subsided. As soon as he saw Hidehiko Kazama's handsome signature on the architectural blueprint, his blood pressure immediately stopped.

Accepting a change of heart only corrects Teiji Moritani's tendency to insist on violent means and try to use destruction to eliminate aesthetic distortions he doesn't like. It is not a brain removal technique. Teiji Moritani, an old man who has been in the industry for decades, has a problem with symmetry. Aesthetics has been formed by being immersed in this art since childhood and deeply influenced by it.

After being imprisoned, Moritani Teiji no longer harbored deep hatred. Instead, he was able to consider his own aesthetics with a normal heart. He worked from nine to five in prison and his mental state was stronger than when he was a 996 designer. .

——Sure enough, not working can cure all the stubborn mental illnesses of social animals, and cure them with medicine.

In short, when he came to the door with the design drawings of the Twin Towers, Moritani Teiji looked at the officially completed buildings and frowned a little, but his mentality was obviously stable and he did not tear up these disgusting things on the spot.

But after discovering that the designer was his disciple, Moritani Teiji's irritability instantly became visible to the naked eye.

"The Twin Towers in Nishitama City, that is a project that our studio has been in contact with for a long time. In other words..." When Moritani Teiji said this, the shackles on his hands collided fiercely with each other, and his heart was extremely uneasy, "The wind Jian Yingyan, he has prepared this plan from the beginning..."

As the mayor of Nishitama City was dismissed for concealing his guilt in a traffic accident, his major infrastructure project for the entire city of Nishitama came to nothing.

But no matter who is the mayor, the fact that Nishitama City is in urgent need of construction development still exists, and he has undertaken many related projects.

And if such an asymmetrical plan had not been prepared long ago and not reported to him at all, Hidehiko Kazama's design would have never had a chance to be implemented.

From the very beginning, his disciples had the intention of cutting things off first and taking over the design of the landmark building. After communicating with Party A, they quickly finalized the plan and secretly advanced it without telling him.

As a perfectionist, if Teji Moritani could rub this kind of sand into his eyes, his condition would not have developed to the point where he would need to go out as a bomber.

"I can understand your desire not to use violence and your good intentions, but now we just need a suitable plan that can blow up this building to the greatest extent without causing serious damage to the surrounding environment... "

Tangsawa's words just started. Moritani Teiji completely ignored the heavy chains in his hands, grabbed the draft paper in front of him, and started writing quickly.

If going against one's own design aesthetics for Party A's request is already a kind of compromise, being stabbed in the back by a disciple who was taught by oneself...

His personality is not that stubborn, but even Kisaragi Hosui, who has a bit of a bad temper, can get so angry, let alone Moritani Teiji, who has an even worse temperament.

The Phantom Thieves only changed his mind, but they didn't confiscate the explosive skills he learned for committing crimes. Knowledge is guiltless.

After going round and round, although others had gone in, in the end, Moritani Teiji relied on his excellent technical strength to win the commission to blow up the asymmetrical landmark in Nishitama City. As the saying goes, opportunities always come to those who are prepared.

Thinking of this, Tangze's eyes naturally fell on Ruyue Fengshui in front of him, who was leaning on a cane and standing with his back straight.

"Wow, you can see the entire Mount Fuji!" The primary school students, who were not interested in participating in the adults' socializing, wandered around the place for a while, entertaining themselves, and soon found a new scenery.

"This must have been specially designed, right? It's like a huge painting. It's so beautiful." Mao Lilan saw several children shouting, and they were equally amazed.

Tang Ze clearly saw the veins on the back of Ruyue Fengshui's hand that was leaning on the crutches popping up for a moment before slowly calming down.

Kisaragi Hosui originally had a studio with such a view, with a whole side of huge floor-to-ceiling windows that made Mount Fuji seem to be embedded in a picture frame.

The small studio in that area seems to fit the entire Mount Fuji into the living room, like a small independent world, no matter the spring, summer, autumn and winter.

However, if it hadn't been for Karasawa's phone call to appease Kisaragi Hosui, the windows of the studio would probably have been covered with curtains, and Kisaragi Hosui would have closed himself off.

"It is indeed a very excellent design effect."

"After the banquet starts, this place should be very beautiful..."

Praises came one after another, and Ruyue Fengshui's already tense expression became more and more displeased, and she stood silently leaning on crutches.

"There is no way, Senior Sister Tokiwa is also the teacher's disciple after all." Tangze crossed over Ruyue Fengshui's figure, slowly walked towards the children lying on the glass, and said slowly, "Sister's persistence and love for Mount Fuji, follow The teacher has been studying for many years, so he must have received enough influence.”

Stepping on the wooden clogs that made walking more and more difficult due to the increased cushion inside, his gait could not get faster at all, and he could only move forward slowly step by step. Instead, he gained a calm and relaxed aura.

Kisaragi Hosui was stunned when he came back to his senses. He realized that this cheap apprentice might have seen his dissatisfaction with Mio Tokiwa's huge glass that was like a declaration of war. He raised his hand to stop him from acting recklessly, but he only touched it. The cuffs of the other party's coat.

Tang Ze, whose steps were not big but were very solid step by step, naturally didn't care about Ruyue Fengshui's obstruction.

He knew the concerns of Kisaragi Hosui. As the daughter of the Tokiwa Group and a rich man with considerable say in the art world, Mio Tokiwa's small group joined forces. Even a leader like Kisaragi Hosui could only admit defeat. What's more, he is a young and poor painter.

He knew that whether he was a disciple of Kisaragi Hosui or Kitagawa Yusuke, he was full of reasons to speak.

The poor guy's vest may have some problems, but when it comes to creating people, it's truly top-notch.

"Teacher's studio also has a window like this. It's very spectacular and beautiful." As Karasawa walked, he looked at Mio Tokiwa knowingly, "By the way, senior sister, you must have spent a lot of money to buy this piece with the teacher. The scenery is really beautiful, right?”

"Yusuke, what are you talking about? I don't have a monopoly on scenery." Kisaragi Fengshui paused his crutch and scolded, "Don't talk to your senior sister like this."

"Oh, I'm sorry, teacher, I misunderstood." Tang Ze nodded, admitting his mistake with a good attitude, "I thought senior sister knew about your pursuit and must have communicated in this regard. Turns out there was no such thing."

"You...!" In front of all the staff and guests, Mio Tokiwa's heart suddenly rose to her throat, and she tightened her grip on her neat and snug professional clothes.

She would be unkind if she said anything about it.

Although considering her status, she has no lofty ideals in the art field and it is impossible for her to really become a painter. Compared with an apprentice like Kitagawa Yusuke who has left his wealth and life to his teacher, Kisaragi Hosui is more like her interest. The class teacher only plays the role of an enlightening tutor, but no matter what, the seniority and juniority are orderly, and their master-student relationship is real. This is also the condition for Mio Tokiwa to further contact the relevant circles.

Kisaragi Hosui's deep love for Mount Fuji is impossible to ignore as long as you have heard of him as a national treasure painter who specializes in painting Mount Fuji. And she used a huge tall building to steal the teacher's sight and completely destroy it. The fact that the teacher's calm creative state cannot be erased.

If Kitagawa Yusuke breaks this point at this moment...

"Don't say that, Yusuke." Kisaragi Hosui walked up to his disciple with his hands behind his back and patted the other man's back, which was as straight as a pine tree. "Mount Fuji does not belong to me alone, although my mansion is my life's work. But others have no obligation to give way to an old man."

Speaking of this, Kisaragi Fengshui took a deep breath and looked at Mount Fuji framed by the magnificent banquet hall, and it was inevitable that he felt sour.

Since he was young, he has set his sights on Mount Fuji. He traveled to every corner of Tokyo with his easel on his back, and finally found such a dream hill that can capture the most magnificent and beautiful aspects of Mount Fuji. In arms.

From that day on, he climbed to the mountain every day, facing the scenery of Mount Fuji, and painted with emotion, every stroke of his stroke filled with his feelings.

He has no wife or children. His paintings and Mount Fuji are all he has in life. So as he gets older, he slowly feels that he may not have the physical strength to climb here every day to create.

So without any hesitation, he spent all his savings, bought the hill, and built his mansion on it.

Such a place that carried his entire life was easily taken away by his disciples with money, fame and fortune. The sadness in it cannot be summed up in one sentence that is not kind enough.

Not to mention Mio Tokiwa, a child who has no respect for art. In recent years, most of his dealings with him have been through the master-student relationship that he has been familiar with since childhood, to first understand his creative situation, and then buy his paintings at the price of relatives and friends. , then take it to the art market for speculation and resell it at a high price...

His dissatisfaction with Tokiwa Mio has long been made public, and this grudge should not be borne by his sudden additional disciples.

"I was rude. I'm sorry, senior sister, I misunderstood you." Tang Ze nodded and apologized readily.

His purpose was not to kill Mio Tokiwa directly, that was his original plan.

The twilight old man's statement full of lamentation and helplessness, coupled with the young and ignorant disciple who speaks straightforwardly, such a paragraph can completely put Mio Tokiwa on the fire and roast it deliciously.

"It's okay, Mio. After your place officially opens, everyone will be able to see Mount Fuji at night, right?" Kisaragi Minesui glanced at the stiff-faced Mio Tokiwa mockingly, and patted Kitagawa Yusuke's arm.

His latest creation has also been purchased by Mio Tokiwa, in order to add color to the opening ceremony.

In addition, Tokiwa Mio was also preparing to ride on Kitagawa Yusuke's popularity. Kisaragi Hosui also had the intention of pushing the new apprentice further, and sold a painting for Kitagawa Yusuke half-sold and half free. give her.

It's not time to break up now. At the opening ceremony in a few days, he still needs to bring Yusuke Kitagawa to stand on her behalf.

However, apart from this cold business relationship, it is best not to get too close.

Fully expressing this emotion, Ruyue Fengshui nodded to Tangze and turned towards the exit.

Ruyue Fengshui, who climbs up and down the hills at home every day, is in excellent physical condition. Even at this age, he still walks as fast as flying.

——Considering his original record, this is indeed a tough old man.

But in front of the eyes of everyone waiting, Ruyue Fengshui just raised his arms and let the disciple who was walking awkwardly in wooden clogs support him. With a cane in one hand, he walked slowly towards the elevator, like a real man. The old man looked very decrepit and his frustration was palpable.

The words Mio Tokiwa wanted to say to him came to his lips, but he couldn't say them out. Everyone else in the field watched this scene in silence.

"Grandpa is so pitiful." Yoshida Ayumi, who had been so amazed by the floor-to-ceiling windows just now, whispered.

Mio Tokiwa, who was beaten by a series of waves and was completely unable to get off the stage: "..."