The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

Chapter 756 Personality Mask-Prometheus

"There are two bombs, and they will be detonated at 12:00 and 15:00 tomorrow noon! Judging from the last case, the credibility is very high! In addition to full alert, any suspicious person must be searched immediately..."

The voice in the walkie-talkie kept ringing, and Sato Miwako, who was driving fast on the empty road, was filled with echoes of the past.

"Oh-you are using the remains of your father who has died in the line of duty as a talisman,"

"Hey Matsuda, give it back to me quickly! I don't want to hear any sarcastic words like you should abandon the past to move forward!"

"No, you shouldn't forget it. Whether you want to move forward depends on your own will."

"Huh?"

"If even you have forgotten, then your father is really dead?"

Yes, she will not forget it. Even if she wants to move forward, it will be after teaching some scum a profound lesson...!

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Sitting in the audience with Tang Ze, Jinpei Matsuda was watching the play being performed in the center of the venue with a gloomy face.

This is one of the passways on the passage to the Hall of Yoji Motobashi. Before entering this fancy tent, Jinpei Matsuda had never thought that he would see something like this.

Just like the circus tents used for animal performances in ordinary amusement parks, there is a circle of audience seats on all sides of the venue, and a round platform is left in the middle for the performers to enter and exit, separated from the seats by a high fence.

On the venue, there are indeed some acrobatics and performance devices set up like ordinary circuses, so even after sitting in the shadows with Tang Ze, Jinpei Matsuda had never imagined what kind of performance he would see.

Then, this bloody performance completely demonstrated Yoji Motobashi's malice.

The fire ring that would explode directly, the acrobats who fell to death in the burning, and the exaggerated and bizarre laughter of the clowns, everything in front of them made people feel uncomfortable.

Even though the "props" used for the performance were not living people, but shadows and puppets in the hall, the police images, police uniforms, police hats and other decorations that could be seen everywhere still made Matsuda Jinpei's anger level quickly maxed out.

I don't know how strong Motohashi Yoji is, but he is indeed unique in disgusting people.

Both he and his methods of committing crimes are.

"We have our own clown in Mika, although it is a low-profile version." Tang Ze muttered in a low voice, and his eyes turned to the people walking around in the venue.

That was a guy who fit the image of a circus clown.

Unlike many performances as part of the performance, the clown in this venue completely played the role of the host, stepping on his funny big-headed shoes, and explaining everything that happened in the venue in an exaggerated tone.

"Ah, it's the climax of the performance, let's see the story about the hero..." "It's really touching, it seems that I shouldn't tell it, hahahaha..."

The clown pulled out a handkerchief from nowhere and wiped the teardrop decoration on his face in an artificial way, but the completely solidified painted face made his big smile completely fixed there, and there was no trace of sadness at all.

The rope that broke in the middle due to the explosion of the torch in the hands of the acrobat in the previous performance was hanging from the top.

Matsuda Jinpei looked up and his face became completely gloomy.

At the end of the rope, there was a simple, cardboard-drawn bomb pattern hanging, and tied to it was a doll that didn't move.

That hairstyle looked like Hagiwara Kenji.

"... I say, joker."

"What's wrong?" Tang Ze, who was holding his arms and had a bad face, heard Matsuda Jinpei talking and turned to look at him.

In the tent with the lights off, the only light source shone from top to bottom on the central performance venue. Now the two of them sat in the front row with a group of faceless shadows, all hidden in the darkness.

"Did you take out a gun when you fought before?"

"Yes, this is the cognitive world, and you don't need ammunition to use a gun here." Tang Ze nodded, "After all, it's a place where 'what you see is what you get'."

"Do you have more?"

Seeing Matsuda Jinpei's intention, Tang Ze raised his eyebrows.

Without rejecting his request, Tang Ze pulled out a pistol with a flip of his wrist and put it in Matsuda Jinpei's hand.

This is the same Beretta gun used by the robbers in the morning.

Matsuda Jinpei thanked him, and then when the clown on the stage opened his arms and said the first sentence "A long, long time ago", he stood up without hesitation and shot the clown's mask.

The mask with two tears painted on it shattered, and the clown's rough voice also stopped abruptly.

Tang Ze looked at Jinpei Matsuda's eyes that were faintly emitting golden light, sighed secretly, stood up without complaint, and drew his Tang sword towards the audience who stood up together with Jinpei Matsuda's table flipping.

Before being surrounded by shadows, Tang Ze pulled Jinpei Matsuda over the guardrail of the venue and retreated step by step to the center of the round platform.

With light, it is at least better than fighting in the dark.

"I said, seeing the true inner state of Motohashi, you will definitely agree with our ideas." Standing back to back with the person behind him, Tang Ze's opening buff kept flashing, and he took the time to say, "Some people's hearts are hell themselves."

Yoji Motohashi, before his whimsical attempt to use bombs to extort huge sums of money seven years ago, was just an ordinary clerk who was neither a success nor a failure.

He did have some experience in bomb design and production, but this did not bring him any success in the worldly sense. Instead, it made him look like a weirdo who stayed at home and only made some boring content.

The crime seven years ago was a desperate act and the beginning of a complete distortion of his mind.

A person who could not be called successful and did not feel much sense of accomplishment in his daily life suddenly realized the energy that affects the lives of others, and the origin of this power was just the small workshop at his home...

This unprecedented experience brought him a subversive feeling.

"...Seven years ago, perhaps at the moment when the switch was turned on again, he did have the desire to avenge his accomplices. But in the light of the explosion, he felt another kind of happiness. Another kind of him in the past. Happiness that I have never had before.”

While retreating, Karasawa slowly explained in detail the behavioral analysis the Phantom Thieves had put together, and he could clearly feel the slight tremor of the ground beneath his feet.

"This is a bastard who continues to bring danger and threats to human society. If I were a policeman, I would only find an opportunity to shoot him without hesitation when he is arrested." He crushed the mask that fell on the ground. Broken, Karasawa kicked away the clown's fallen body made of puppets, and said the classic line, "Forgiving him is what God has to do, and we are only responsible for sending him to see God."

The tremors under his feet became more and more obvious, and the spotlight above his head became more and more intense. Tang Ze knew that this meant that his words and Matsuda Jinpei's shameless interruption had attracted the attention of the master of the hall.

Motohashi Yoji, whose mental state was in a critical state during the torture by Asai Narumi and others, was already full of vigilance and aggression.

"Look what I found."

It was still the clown's rough voice, but this time, it came from the speakers in all directions around the stage, and the noisy sound waves surrounded the two people in an instant.

"I came to my paradise, but I was unwilling to abide by the rules and wanted to ruin my rare carnival..."

As the lines continued, the voice gradually changed, slowly changing from an inhuman mechanical voice to a somewhat sinister and oily male voice.

Karasawa knew that this was Motohashi Yoji's voice.

"Brave police officers, I commend you for your courage..."

Matsuda Jinpei, who grabbed the pistol with both hands, raised his eyes coldly.

The next moment, the shadows in the auditorium exploded one by one, and a lot of ropes suddenly hung down from the top of the tent directly above them.

There is something hanging from each of them.

Some were dolls wearing police uniforms, some were simple woodcut signs, and some... were metal bombs that Matsuda Jinpei was very familiar with.

"What a clumsy trick." He slashed off a sign that was about to hit their heads with a knife. Tang Ze looked up and sneered at the eyeballs on top, "It's still a little disgusting."

"……yes."

Hearing Matsuda Jinpei's calm voice behind him, Karasawa turned his head and looked back.

"For such a clown to easily destroy so many people's lives... it's so disgusting that it makes me want to vomit."

A slight air wave, like an explosion, spread from behind Tangze.

Tangze raised his eyebrows in anticipation.

He thought that even if his emotions were stimulated, this step would have to be saved for the boss battle. Did you do it all so quickly? The talent is so great, these people...

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"Ah? Aren't you coming back tonight?"

"Ah, yes, the children are a little excited and want to play the game designed by the doctor. It just so happens that you have exams these days. Leave Conan to me."

Mao Lilan pressed the receiver, glanced at Mao Li Kogoro behind him, thought for a while, and walked to the more secluded stairwell.

"Isn't it true that something happened? Tang Ze? If there is something very dangerous, then I will also..."

"It's okay." Xingchuan Hui replied dryly, "It's just a little trouble. Don't worry."

Why does it sound so unreliable...

Forget it, if it was Shinichi, he probably really didn't want to tell himself.

Mao Lilan hung up the phone suspiciously, and Xingchuan Hui finally breathed a sigh of relief and put down the hot phone.

Daily conversations were fine, but when faced with the possibility of designing core secrets, he was really not sure what tone he should use to talk to Tangze's classmates.

A leader who is always good at asking people difficult questions...

Shaking his head, Xingchuan Hui was about to put away his phone when another call came in.

Taking a closer look, he stared at the name on the caller ID for a moment, hesitated for a while, gritted his teeth and pressed the connect button reluctantly.

Damn it, next time something like this happens again, can you answer the phone yourself, boss...

"Hey, this is Karasawa, Mr. Amuro..."

"I know it's you, Hoshikawa-kun." After only hearing the beginning, Toru Amuro on the other end of the phone bluntly interrupted Hoshikawa Teru's conversation about to start, "Where is Karasawa, what are you doing again?"

Even with the use of a voice changer, the voices were flawless, but the tone of voice that Karasawa and Teru Hoshikawa spoke to others, especially to him, were completely different.

As for this guy suddenly saying that he couldn't go back to the cafe, he was busy with something or something...

Today is a special day. Of course Toru Amuro knows that he has forgotten something. He will not even forget the death anniversary of Matsuda Jinpei and Hagiwara Kenji.

He certainly expected that the Phantom Thieves of the Heart, who had long expressed their interest in this case and had obtained so much information from Team Zero, would get involved.

However, after Karasawa went out early in the morning and now, after some bad news came from the Metropolitan Police Department, he couldn't sit still at all.

"Explain to me what's going on with the strange news about Searching the First Class? Also, what does it mean that this bomber might be connected to the organization?"

Xingchuan Hui tried hard to maintain a calm expression, secretly complaining in his heart.

It would be more reasonable for Toru Amuro to ask Karasawa or Zhu Fu Jingguang about this question. It has always been the two of them who have been in contact with Toru Amuro.

If he had a disagreement, he would call him directly and ask him to answer. It was obvious that Xingchuan Hui was used as a breakthrough.

"I'm not very clear about this." Hoshikawa Hui lowered his voice and replied in a low voice, "Over there, Tangze is in charge now..."

"So you still have Kage, but you are not with Karasawa." Amuro Toru said clearly, "What did he do alone?"

Xingchuan Hui's forehead was slightly sweaty: "Well, it can't be considered a person..."

"Um?"

This rising tone full of questions was raised to a very high pitch by Toru Amuro, which made Xingchuan Hui's heart tighten, and at the same time he felt even more urgent.

Tang Ze caused trouble and resurrected your classmate. Why are you here to torture me? No, buddy.jpg

"Minami Cupido Station!" A child's voice burst out from behind.

Seeing clearly the circle drawn by Conan on the map, Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya let out a cheer.

"Three years ago, the two locations where bombs were installed were at the Ferris Wheel in Cupido Town and the Miwa Central Hospital. The intersection of the road adjacent to these two locations and the extension line is this location." Haibara Ai pointed at the map and explained. .

"Yes, if there is a railway, there will be brakes. This is consistent with the content on the fax!" Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya nodded hurriedly.

"So, the strike zone of steel refers to the railway. Climbing the blood-stained pitcher's mound means the Toto Line with red vehicles..."

Hoshikawa Teru was stunned, and quickly shouted to Toru Amuro on the other end of the phone: "Sorry, there is a situation here, let's not talk about Mr. Amuro for now!"

Without waiting for any reaction from the other party, he took the time to hang up the communication, put the phone in his pocket, and moved towards the children as if he was running away.

As long as he doesn't face the very angry Toru Amuro now, anything will be fine...

"H-Hey..." Toru Amuro frowned after confirming that the call was hung up. He looked at the darkening night outside the cafe and took a deep breath.

Tangze, a guy who thinks about causing trouble all day long, and the good teammates he brought out...

It was obvious that the real culprit of Matsuda's case had been investigated, but he didn't want to inform him at all and was secretly trying to do something unknown.

Cursing in his heart, he dialed the phone again.

"Feng Jian, immediately contact the search class and send me a copy of the code sent by the prisoner again."

"Do you want us to help investigate the murderer?" Yuya Kazami quickly adjusted his mood after being robbed by his boss before he could say anything after picking up the phone.

The murderer of this bombing killed two of Mr. Furitani's friends. Now that he has some spare time, it is understandable that Rei Furitani wants to help him.

"No." Toru Amuro took off his apron and sneered, "I'm going to catch ghosts."

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"The sleeping soul and the unyielding light, the fire in the heart, quietly rekindle."

The sound of heavy heart pumping hit the eardrum, and he instinctively tightened his grip on the gun in his hand. Matsuda Jinpei bent down slightly.

"While waiting and resisting, you hear—"

"The wheel that stops in mid-air, moves again, and will eventually light up the fire in the darkness."

Clear blue flames exploded violently, and even Tang Ze, who had been prepared, was almost thrown away by the sudden impact of energy.

Stabbing the knife on the ground to regain his balance, Tangze looked at the fire ball, which had completely covered up the malicious spotlight above his head and was as bright as the only light source.

"...Super Saiyan." Karasawa couldn't help but complained. After standing up straight, he returned the sword to the sheath with his backhand, and had no intention of continuing to fight.

According to his understanding of the mask user's awakening, Matsuda Jinpei must be very invincible in this state. Even if he grabs some popcorn and watches a show, it's totally fine.

"In the endless darkness, you search for the narrow door."

"The soul is nirvana in the fire, and the body is reshaped in pain."

Immediately after the violent beating of the heart, there was the sound of flames beeping, burning and exploding.

The high heat brought by the huge energy burst out of his chest, and Matsuda Jinpei could hardly maintain his standing posture.

However, he still tried his best to stand firmly in place, even fighting against the high heat and huge waves. He raised his head high and looked at the top of the tent with the chain hanging above his head.

There, the edge of the fabric, torn by the influx of ropes, exposed the towering building in the center of the playground, which was also their destination.

The lights are bright, like a beacon amidst the exploding fireworks, the Ferris wheel rotates slowly.

He raised his hand, grabbed the sunglasses on his eyes, and pulled them off with all his strength.

"I was not born to be high above, and I was not reborn to avoid suffering."

"Suffering cannot erase you, nor can it shape you."

"I am you, and you are me. Hero is not our name, my name is-"

"-Prometheus!"