The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

"Yes, 'Fireworks'." Karasawa, holding a lollipop in his mouth, led Matsuda Jinpei and once again stood on the cliff surrounding the entire amusement park, overlooking the scenery below, "According to my intelligence, he The movement created this time is indeed worthy of being called a ‘fireworks display’.”

Let’s not discuss the mystery of the post office bombing case. In the following cases, true and false, false and true, this guy will also create a series of bombs that will affect most of Tokyo, and he will be proud of himself for successfully playing tricks on the police. proud.

Matsuda Jinpei raised his head and looked at the fire that was blooming in the sky, and his knuckles cracked when he pinched them.

An explosion is about to destroy the order of the entire city, and the lives and safety of tens of millions of people are threatened at any time.

These are just funny footnotes for this guy to challenge order and declare war on the police. If this extremely vicious bastard cannot be caught in time, even if he can save more lives like he did before, he will have to follow the opponent's pace. , once again sacrificing the life of one or even more than one police officer...

"I have inquired about some content about your Phantom Thieves. According to what is said on the Internet, combined with your current actions, you advocate directly punishing the criminal himself and cutting off..."

"Ahem!" Karasawa cleared his throat forcefully, interrupting Matsuda Jinpei's solemn recitation of his second grade declaration, "I don't know how much Spy told you, but it's fine according to your understanding of us on the Internet. "

"So, you can indeed make the wrong party deeply regret their past actions through your influence in this world..." Matsuda Jinpei looked at another exploding fireworks and smelled the fresher and pungent smell of gunpowder. His face darkened, "Are you also prepared to deal with Motohashi Yoji in this way?"

Matsuda Jinpei, who only had one morning to find out about the situation, could not yet confirm the nature of the Phantom Thieves, but based on Morofuku Kagemitsu's attitude, he also guessed what this group of people were doing.

Through means that cannot be observed in reality, it directly invades the spiritual world of the twister, and directly corrects the other person's personality by correcting the over-expanded desire.

From the perspective of criminal investigation or protecting normal people's lives, this is a very good route. As long as they discover it in time enough, many tragedies can be nipped in the bud.

However, Motohashi Yoji...

"It seems you have different opinions." Tang Ze smiled, not surprised, "Any other ideas?"

The criminal in this case belongs to the category that Tang Ze dislikes the most among all kinds of Ke Xue criminals.

In ordinary murder cases, no matter how fancy the techniques are, the grudges and hatreds born from interpersonal relationships are directional.

In other words, even if there is no legal restriction, such as blood revenge, after the revenge is completed, as long as the murderer himself is a guy with a bottom line of conscience, the hatred will not expand further.

But according to Tang Ze's temper, this criminal who wantonly amplified his personal emotions and attacked innocent people indiscriminately didn't even mind blowing up the murderer himself.

Don't talk to him about the rule of law and civilization at this time. Letting such a person live to such an old age is enough to reflect the progress of civilization.

Considering that even Sato Miwako almost shot this person to death in an emotional state, if Matsuda Jinpei, the victim, puts forward an opinion that is different from Karasawa's expectation, whether it is radical or conservative, Karasawa will give it appropriate respect. .

"I don't accept his repentance." Matsuda Jinpei said while crushing the candy balls in his mouth with his back molars, with a broken squeaking sound in his words, "This kind of scumbag's repentance has no meaning at all."

If he wanted to repent, if he was willing to repent, he should have stopped pressing the detonator long before the tragedy happened seven years ago.

The world has given him too much tolerance.

To have such a person kneel in front of the public and cry bitterly, explain the motive of his crime, and repent of the harm he has caused will only make Matsuda Jinpei feel sick.

"So, your idea is to let the law punish him directly, or...?" Tang Ze tilted his head.

"It sounds like you don't mind a more radical approach." Matsuda Jinpei, who expected to be opposed, raised his eyebrows.

"To be honest, if I didn't need to draw energy from cognition, I would be much more radical than you think..." Tang Ze showed a warm smile, "Believe me, you don't want to know what it's like for us to be radical. of."

If the damage caused by undercover agents and former members of the organization is taken into account, the record of their Phantom Thieves is very amazing. Even if the organizational factors are not taken into account, they are still outlaws who need to stay in the organization for several years per person.

The Phantom Thieves of the Heart led by Karasawa is different from the gentle and kind-hearted high school vigilantes in the original work. From the beginning, it has been a violent group and a violent machine in a gray area. This is more in line with Tang Ze's needs and closer to the work habits he has developed for many years as an undercover agent.

Although the person who cut it cannot be considered himself, don't forget that the interrogation video that shocked many people in the organization was really cut out by Tang Ze himself. As long as Tang Ze is willing to be radical, he can be very radical.

After all, being an undercover agent in some organizations is much more radical than being an undercover agent in a winery.

"...You said before that you and Zero have a good relationship." Matsuda Jinpei's expression became subtle as he felt that he had heard some incredible declarations.

"You don't think that Zero is a law-abiding gentleman now, do you?" Tang Ze asked, "Then guess where the code name Spy came from?"

"Uh..." Matsuda Jinpei, who had guessed the whereabouts of two classmates who disappeared after graduation, was stunned.

Well, there is a high probability that those two guys are indeed doing something illegal for work needs...

Matsuda Jinpei, who had some guesses about this, was a little worried. What if a detective like the squad leader who works on the front line accidentally arrests a classmate because of his strong work ability one day...

"Their work is of a special nature..."

"We also have a special nature of work?"

Matsuda Jinpei, who vaguely understood how he and Furuya Rei became familiar with each other: "..."

"Anyway, I understand what you mean." Seeing Matsuda Jinpei embarrassed, Tang Ze laughed happily for a while and said seriously, "Don't let this guy run out crying and disgusting, but don't kill him directly. Let him accept the judgment and punishment he deserves, right?"

Matsuda Jinpei exhaled and nodded slowly.

"That makes sense." Tang Ze curled his eyes, "Killing him directly is indeed a bargain for him."

There is the hellfire from the fire survivor Hinata Yuki, there are several mask users who can constantly destroy the will of others on the spiritual level, and there are mental attack methods that Noah's Ark has slowly learned in many halls...

Tang Ze believes that they can let Motobashi Yoji spend an unforgettable anniversary.

"That's not what I mean, no, that's not right, I mean this, but..." Matsuda Jinpei scratched his hair in a tangled manner.

It seems a bit too easy for him to just accept the punishment of the law, but if it is handed over to the smiling tiger-like guy in front of him, it seems like he wants to torture people...

"I know you are still a little tangled. After all, for you, you were actually trapped on the Ferris wheel a few hours ago, waiting for the countdown to death. It is a bit too hasty to discuss with you how to deal with the murderer who killed you. Why not come and see for yourself, this guy's sinful hall itself." Tang Ze turned around and took a few steps back with his back to the direction of the amusement park.

As his heels stepped on the edge of the cliff, his clothes suddenly changed.

The black cloth covered his eyes, and the bright red scarf fluttered in the wind and smoke blowing up from the valley.

He raised his hand in the direction of Matsuda Jinpei, making an invitation.

"Take a look at the world in his eyes, and you may agree with my idea more. Come on, new hero, come and see the true face of hell."

"Hey, what are you doing--!"

Matsuda Jinpei, who hesitated and approached two steps, saw him open his arms and suddenly fell straight back. He rushed forward a few steps and tried to hold the young boy who suddenly sought his own death.

Although this place is a cognitive structure, the terrain of nearly 100 meters deep underground is real. What is the difference between this and jumping dozens of floors directly? !

Just as he stepped on the edge of the cliff, the flexible red scarf stretched out from below and directly wrapped around his waist and abdomen.

A huge force came, and Matsuda Jinpei was also pulled down from the top of the cliff by the soft and tough cloth.

"Ah - if you want to die, don't drag others with you -"

"Don't you think it's funny -"

"I died in the amusement park, not that I like to die in the amusement park -"

"Hahaha, this joke is good!"

"Hey hey -!"

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"Hey hey..."

Shiratori Renzaburo, who chased out of the police station to prevent the children from getting lost in the police station, saw Conan at a glance.

This overly developed child with sometimes fantastic logic did not know what inspiration he got from the previous call. Now he is picking up the vehicles parked in the parking lot of the police station one by one, and he does not know what he is checking.

If there is really something he found, can't he tell the police directly? Why do he have to run out to check it himself...

From this perspective, these children are indeed detective material, and they have the style of doing whatever they want without caring about the lives of others.

"Did you find something..." Shiratori Renzaburo sighed helplessly and approached, "Any new discoveries should be handed over to us to deal with."

"Officer Shiratori." Conan, who had almost his entire face pressed against the window glass, had no intention of turning back, and said in a very serious voice, "If the Phantom Thieves hadn't appeared, after discovering the second bomb, shouldn't you have formed a team and set out to look for other bombs along the parade route?"

"If there were no special circumstances, Officer Megure would have asked for this." Shiratori Renzaburo nodded, "Checking all the bombs as soon as possible can reduce the risk of casualties."

The streets that the Champion Parade passed through were not open to traffic due to the traffic control requested by the parade.

This is the best time to dismantle the bomb without causing innocent casualties, and a normal decision maker would definitely arrange it this way.

"This also means that, in theory, you will all get in the police car or your own car next." Conan's voice was still serious and cold.

"That's natural." Shiratori Renzaburo nodded.

"That's right. Whose car is this?" Conan released his hand holding the door handle of the vehicle and pointed to the sedan in front of him.

"Mine." Shiratori Renzaburo could naturally recognize the car in front of him at a glance. It was a Toyota Premio, and he was the only one driving it.

"Do you have your car keys with you? Open the car window! No, don't open the door, just roll down the window..."

The instructions given by Conan were very accurate. Although Shiratori Rensaburo was confused, he instinctively complied with the children's requests.

It's not that anyone can give them a few words - although this is basically the case at the scene - mainly based on Shiratori's experience, if the requirements of naughty children at this age are not met, the noise and trouble they may create will increase exponentially. .

Except for the film barrier on the window glass, Conan could clearly see the situation in the driver's seat at a glance this time.

He grabbed the edge of the window, leaned into the car lightly, and opened the light shield above.

If driving at noon, the driver will basically turn it on to avoid strong direct sunlight from interfering with the field of vision.

A folded piece of A4 paper, with the four corners covered with transparent tape, appeared on the back of the light barrier.

Conan became nervous instantly after his observations and guesses were confirmed. As he tore off the paper, he glanced at the time on his watch.

11:59 minutes——!

"What is this..." Shiratori Rensaburo, holding the car key in his hand, watched in surprise as Conan pulled out an unfamiliar note from his car.

"Hurry, hurry up!" Without any explanation, Conan grabbed the white bird and used all his strength to pull the tall adult away from the well-maintained Toyota.

"Boom——!"

The next second, as Shiratori watched in astonishment, his car suddenly burst into flames and quickly turned into a ball of fire under the blazing midday sun.

Until then, Shiratori finally realized the meaning of Conan's question just now, and felt a chill behind him.

If the Phantom Thieves hadn't intervened and directly defused the bombs along the way, preventing Megure Thirteen from gathering people to check the bombs, within ten minutes, he would have opened the car door and got in. In his own car.

So now, being caught in the explosion...

"what's the situation!"

"What happened? There was an explosion somewhere!"

"Are you guys okay?"

The explosion occurred in the open-air parking lot of the Metropolitan Police Department, only ten meters away from the gate. Such a big movement naturally alerted a large group of police officers, who rushed out of the building.

Conan, who had used up all his explosive power, took a few breaths, lowered his head, and looked at the paper he grabbed just before the explosion.

Only the first two lines of the letter were visible on the paper, which had been folded into a quarter width.

"I am the strongest baseball player in the United States, and the playoffs have begun!"