The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

"The trapped people are a detective from the first investigation section and a first-grade elementary school student. According to the information transmitted by the Metropolitan Police Department, the mercury switch of the bomb has been activated, and the weight of an adult male may cause the bomb to be triggered at any time."

"Not only that, more importantly, the criminal is monitoring the situation at the scene at any time through eavesdropping equipment. Even if we are sure to hang a rescuer down now, the criminal probably won't accept it..."

"What should we do now? Throw a set of instructions and tools down and leave it to fate?"

"In any case, we must evacuate as many residents as possible within a few kilometers..."

Sato Miwako sat in an open police car, watching several police officers from the explosives disposal team arguing with the detectives in charge of coordination, holding the water cup in her hand, silent.

"Sato, are you okay?" Shiratori Renzaburo, who had communicated with the TV station about the coordination issues, saw her absent-minded look and came over to show concern, "As for Takagi, although he can't be contacted for the time being, he should be fine for now."

I just don't know how long it will be fine...

After all, according to the statement before the contact was terminated, the countdown to the bomb was only more than an hour away.

Sato Miwako came back to her senses and barely glanced at him, forcing a smile, but she was still thinking about the voice she had heard not long ago.

She shouldn't have heard that voice wrong...

However, according to the children's firm statement, the people who chased Takagi Wataru and Conan should be the Phantom Thieves of Hearts. The TV station that captured the corresponding footage also made a guess about this.

She knew that the Phantom Thief Joker had the ability to disguise and transform like Kid, which was indistinguishable from the real thing.

Could it be that they were deliberately speaking in Matsuda's voice in order to disturb the criminal's mind?

Thinking of this, Sato Miwako quickly shook her head and denied it.

No, the criminal three years ago did leave a message on the bomb, but he had never met Matsuda himself. At most, he had seen Matsuda Jinpei near the Ferris wheel. The only people who would be thrown into confusion by this voice were the police who had worked with Matsuda Jinpei.

If the thief really did this, whose mind would be disturbed...

She nodded and shook her head here, with a lot on her mind but unable to tell others her guess. In Shiratori's eyes, she looked entangled with the pain of the past and the current predicament, and couldn't help but sigh secretly.

He was still sighing in his heart in the morning, and the living could not compete with the dead. If he couldn't bury this knot in his heart, he and Takagi would not be able to really enter Sato Miwako's heart unless one of them died in the line of duty. Now this curse-like sigh has come true.

Knowing that everything that happened today was Sato Miwako's nightmare, Shiratori Renzaburo tried his best to comfort her: "Don't worry too much, they are in the elevator, and the temporary inability to restore communication may be a signal problem. The explosive disposal team is arranging staff wearing explosion-proof suits to go up to the observation deck and put tools and communication devices under the elevator door. Wait a little longer, Sato."

"... Yeah." I don't know which keyword called back to her senses. Sato Miwako raised her head and silently looked up at the red and white Touto Tower.

She clasped her hands on the glass and prayed silently.

No matter what the situation was, no matter what happened, if the Phantom Thief of Heart arrived, there must be a way to solve all this, right?

Please, don't let Takagi Wataru, Conan and the truth be buried by conspiracy again...

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"A-choo..." Takagi Wataru sneezed, and soon woke up, stood up again, and dared not move.

Although Conan had been crawling on the ceiling for a long time, who knew how sensitive the mercury switch was? He didn't dare to cause any vibration.

"Don't be so nervous, newcomer." Above his head, the deep male voice sounded, "Don't worry, although the mercury rod is indeed very sensitive, the size used by the designer of this bomb has always been too large, and it won't be so easy to be triggered if you walk a few steps."

"Uh...but Conan just said..." Takagi Wataru, who exhaled, was stunned for a moment, first raised a question, and then thought of the possible identity of the person above his head, and swallowed the rest of the words.

If this person is really "Jinpei Matsuda", then someone who witnessed the explosion three years ago must be more convincing than the elementary school student who is seeing the bomb structure for the first time.

"Don't worry, Mr. Police." Another younger voice, probably the Kaito Joker, took over the conversation, "You should know that three years ago, a bomb of the same model as it was placed on a Ferris wheel dozens of meters above the ground. The shaking of the Ferris wheel will not trigger it, and it will be fine if you take a few steps."

This is also what Tang Ze felt a little speechless about before.

The Ferris wheel's carriages are not fixed on the track, but suspended by the top structure. If the wind is a little stronger, they will sway during the rotation.

Using a tilt switch in such a place, this guy named Yoji Motohashi was really confident three years ago.

Of course, it is also possible that he is completely stupid and has never thought about the option that the person who goes up to defuse the bomb will die in an accident. Or he may have prepared three sets of excuses. If the first one explodes, he will scold the police for being stupid, if the second one explodes, he will scold the police for being selfish, and if both explode, he will scold the police for being incompetent...

"Hey, if that's the case, then I..." Takagi Shigeru imagined the Ferris wheel swaying in the air, and his eyes lit up.

In that case, it shouldn't be a problem for him to climb up, right?

Just now, although the other party did not deny his horrifying guess, he did not intend to admit it. Takagi Shige, who could only hear the voice but not see the person, could not see what was happening above, and he was almost anxious.

Matsuda Jinpei, who had connected the multimeter, raised his head and looked at the mischievous smile on the face of the young new boss. He shook his head helplessly and stretched out his hand: "Don't tease me. Give me the pliers. Remove the photosensitive detonator first."

Tang Ze handed over the wire cutters neatly, and at the same time looked at Conan who was still mechanically wiping the eavesdropping device: "We need to block the light first. Conan, close the door."

So before the somewhat excited Takagi Shige stretched out his hand to try, the square door above his head was ruthlessly locked by Conan.

"Hey, hey..." Standing in the dim elevator with only emergency light, Takagi Shige protested.

"Please be considerate, Mr. Policeman. This criminal is not someone who will let people observe his structure obediently." Tang Ze, who was sitting on the edge, calmed down Takagi Wataru, who was eager to try, with two words, "And I just said that it's okay for you to walk a few steps. If you climb up, the ceiling may be deformed."

While he was talking, Matsuda Jinpei turned off the flashlight, picked up the wire cutters, flexibly bypassed other lines, and accurately cut off the light-sensitive switch: "Okay. Brake."

The plastic sheet was handed over in time, and he used it to break the contact, and then sorted the tools in his hand.

As a finished product made by Yoji Motobashi with all his brains, the design circuit of this bomb is quite complicated.

But even if we don't count his uninterrupted practice and research over the past few years, this is his third time facing this structure, and it is no exaggeration to say that he is familiar with it.

Tang Ze, who can see things freely in the dark without relying on night vision goggles, observed his precise techniques and smiled.

Apart from the slightly strange appearance, Prometheus is indeed an image suitable for Matsuda Jinpei.

In addition to being full of elements such as revolutionaries, pioneers, and self-sacrifice, Prometheus is also a craftsman who made people out of clay in Greek mythology, which is a good match for Matsuda Jinpei's flexible hands.

According to Tang Ze's understanding, the masks of their group will more or less add to the abilities of the person. The more typical example is Asai Narimi and his familiar Gen Boya, and Morobushi Kagemitsu's Arachne can directly add damage and hits to the guns he holds.

Looking at Matsuda Jinpei's appearance of freely removing wires in the dark, it can also be guessed that the other party has improved in professionalism.

"Conan-kun..." Seeing the smiling elementary school student reopen the door on the ceiling, Takagi Shigeru complained a little, "Compared to me, you seem to trust the thieves more..."

Let Conan deal with the bug and start doing it immediately, let Conan close the door, and the door was locked before the voice fell.

Obviously, the two of them were trapped together and shared hardships, but from the moment he saw the newcomer, Conan's trust instantly shifted from the police to the thief.

Takagi Shigeki, who was only favored for a short period of more than ten minutes, is now in a very subtle mood.

"This, ahaha..." Conan, looking down at Takagi Shigeki, laughed awkwardly twice, turned his head again to look at the black-robed man squatting there with quick and neat movements, and leaned over again very honestly.

Well, compared to the first investigation section, compared to Takagi Shigeki, he does trust this side more and is more curious about this side.

Over there, Matsuda Jinpei and Tang Ze, who entered the working state and dismantled very smoothly, have already started chatting.

"Next time you jump from such a high place, can you say hello first?" Matsuda Jinpei complained after putting down the second cover, "Suddenly jumped down from the top without saying a word, it scared me."

He was not referring to jumping down from the top of the elevator of Tokyo Tower, he was referring to when he was in the hall.

The two of them spent a whole night in the hall of Yoji Honbashi, and finally arrived at the foot of the tall Ferris wheel.

"According to the steps, the next step is to send a warning letter to him as a warning... or it doesn't matter if you don't send it, Honbashi will definitely know that he has become our target. Then find the location of his secret treasure and take it out, and it's over." Tang Ze took out the ticket to enter the Ferris wheel and simply introduced their usual work process.

"'Secret treasure' is the starting point of desire and the root of distortion. Is that what you meant before?" Although Matsuda Jinpei's steps were a little hesitant, he didn't refuse the ticket handed over by Tang Ze.

For him, 24 hours ago, he was squatting in the cabin of another Ferris wheel, waiting for the countdown of death. 24 hours later, he would board another Ferris wheel that was too familiar. It would be a lie for him to say that he didn't resist.

But what should be done will not be shaken by whether you like it or not, so when Tang Ze took him into the familiar seat, Matsuda Jinpei didn't complain.

"What's next?" Looking at the familiar LCD panel on the floor of the Ferris wheel, Matsuda Jinpei was still asking questions, but his hands were already moving his fingers habitually.

The secret treasure of this hall was undoubtedly hidden in this bomb. He guessed that this was the reason why Joker asked him to dismantle the bomb before taking him in.

"Next, it depends on your ideas." Sitting in the seat opposite, Tang Ze chose a comfortable posture and slumped down, looking ready to give up.

"My ideas?"

"Yes, what is placed in front of you now represents the twisted mind of Yoji Motobashi. Just like three years ago, there are two choices."

Tang Ze said this and raised two fingers.

"If you dismantle it, then the clown with the same decoration at the back will activate. We may need to go through a difficult battle, and then the wimp who is crying outside will soon call the police and surrender, confess the location of the second bomb, and give Find some cover-up excuse and be taken away safely by the police."

Matsuda Jinpei's eyes moved from his fingers to Karasawa's face.

Without spending much time thinking, he asked again: "What about the second option?"

Tang Ze, who had expected it, curled up a finger and gave the answer: "The second option is to do nothing and wait for the bomb to explode. The two of us will return to reality and defeat his plan this time. As for It’s up to you whether you want to shoot him or hand him over to the police.”

Matsuda Jinpei lowered his head, watching the countdown that was going on on the floor, and then looked at Karasawa.

"That person has actually been controlled by other people in the group."

"certainly."

"Radio wave communications, etc., have also been monitored and controlled by you."

"Hmm, we have cutting-edge technology."

"So no matter what I choose, the bomb won't actually harm everyone."

"affim."

From the relaxed state of his posture, Matsuda Jinpei understood the meaning of Karasawa's words.

This is a carefully arranged arena to draw both sides into a fair fight.

So of course, he made the same choice as three years ago.

"It's not that I like jumping off buildings suddenly, there's nothing I can do about it." Tang Ze sighed, "In that guy's mind, this is the same place."

The first bomb three years ago leads to the first bomb three years later. This is the conceptual geographical location of Motohashi Yoji's mind and is not controlled by Karasawa.

"...Then you are still so carefree." After removing the multimeter, Matsuda Jinpei's mouth twitched twice, and suddenly he felt that he was a little bit naive for choosing to trust Karasawa a few hours ago and waiting for the bomb to explode.

This is the Dongdu Iron Tower with a height of more than 200 meters. Even the elevator shaft inside is high enough to fall someone to death.

"Because I'm really not afraid. It's not like I haven't jumped over higher places. If you don't believe me, ask the little brother next to you." Tang Ze put his elbows on his knees, cupped his chin and waved his hands.

Not long ago, he performed an 80-story downhill heroic landing for his friends in Tokyo.

When Matsuda Jinpei heard this, he turned his head suddenly and realized that the little boy who was supposed to be watching from behind had reached his hand at some point.

...Is this child born in the year of a cat? He walks without any movement?

Conan, who was blinded by Karasawa's aura as soon as they met, blinked unconsciously, raised his head in front of the bomb cover, and looked at Matsuda Jinpei's face expectantly.

This man was wearing a large, flying, handsome and imposing cloak that half covered his face.

Although he saw the opponent's face at the first glance, he didn't see everything after all. He ran so close to not only observe the opponent's bomb disposal techniques, but also meant to take a serious look at the opponent's face.

——The main thing is to see if joker can really do such a big job.

As a result, when Matsuda Jinpei raised his head, Conan discovered that a pair of black sunglasses had appeared on the other person's face at some point. In this low-light environment, they blended in with his black hair and black clothes, and only half of him could be seen. A fair face.

Conan: "..."

Wearing sunglasses in a place like this? Are you serious?

Suddenly, the mysterious smell of strange operations that belonged exclusively to the Phantom Thieves of Heart overflowed.

"Let me introduce you." Tangze looked at the stiff expression on Conan's face, lowered the corners of his mouth, and said as seriously as possible, "This is one of our members, his code name is..."

"Trigger." The pliers in his hand happened to be pressed on the last wire. Matsuda Jinpei raised his eyebrows and cut off the final switch, leaving only the LCD panel, mercury switch, and the mobile phone wiring for detonation.

Conan, who had some guesses about his identity and was very good at English, fully understood the meaning of the word: "..."

This Phantom Thieves, this Phantom Thieves...!