The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

"Well, if you want me to evaluate..."

Knowing that this group of magic colleagues always had their own methods, Kuroba Kaito didn't ask any more questions. He just followed Karasawa's line of sight and looked at a few people in the field.

"That man named Gan Jiangyi, the Egg of Memories shouldn't have too special meaning to him. An art dealer, to put it bluntly, is a second-rate dealer in the art market. In his eyes, the collection will only be exchanged for the same amount of money. You must really The likelihood of peering into his soul and seeing a pile of gold coins is much higher.”

"Then it turns into a pile of banknotes." Xingchuan Hui shrugged, "It may not be the kind that can be used."

They had had similar experiences. Even if Tang Ze warned him in advance, he was still speechless in front of the kind of narcissist who had to print his own mugshot on the banknotes.

"In short, it's not worth saving." Tang Ze nodded, "What else?"

"That, the ambassador whose name is very awkward and I can't pronounce it. His possibility may be higher. But it's hard to say. Maybe it will become another egg. After all, so far, the Egg of Memory has not shown any better performance than other Easter eggs. The egg needs a special place, and for him, taking it back isn't even meaningful. Big." Kuroba Kaito spread his hands, "Unless he sees something special and truly beautiful... But you also know that it is impossible. Of course, I don't see anything too extraordinary in him. Or maybe his obsession has nothing to do with the treasure, you know.”

"Hmm, in short, it's an alternative. But maybe what I took out was the passport of some offshore duty-free country, the Cayman Islands or something." Tang Ze nodded again.

This time, Kuroba Kaito and Hoshikawa Teru glanced at him in unison.

It's not that there's something wrong with what Tang Ze said, it's that he's so right, so right that it feels like he's hit the nail on the head.

"...Then there's the photographer." Kuroba Kaito once again expressed his emotion at Karasawa's strange knowledge reserve in his heart. He looked back and continued the discussion, "He is the one with the highest possibility. He looks like I am not very thirsty for treasures, and I pay more attention to public opinion or media aspects, but precisely because of this, the possibility of guidance is greatly increased. "

"Do you think his obsession is related to treasures?"

Even if the inheritance of the Romanov dynasty is not as expensive as many treasures and is within the reach of small wealthy people, it is not something that ordinary people can test with their wealth accumulation.

Samkawa Ryu seems to be a little wealthier than ordinary photographers - people who are not rich will not come to the Suzuki family to try to obtain the memory eggs - but looking left and right, it doesn't look like there are many collections. .

After all, there are only a few people who can buy it for zero yuan like Scobin.

Kuroba Kaito raised a finger, and just as he was about to pretend to shake it twice, Karasawa grabbed his wrist and pressed it down.

"Calm down, you are Kitagawa Yusuke now."

"Kitagawa Yusuke can't just wag your finger? You're so generous." Kuroba Kaito curled his lips, but didn't raise his hand again. "You can't tell from his appearance that he is a collector. This is also a strategy. His chest There is a ring hanging on a silver chain In the underwear, it is difficult to see its true appearance through the fabric, but I guess it has a lot of background. Internationally renowned collectors are indeed not stingy about using some precious cultural relics for daily use, but you think a person with an ordinary family background would not be stingy about it. Will the photographer be willing to do so?”

"You mean, his true identity may be a collector?" Xingchuan Hui suddenly realized.

"Yes, and the one who has done some research on the Romanov dynasty." Kuroba Kaito nodded slightly.

Tang Ze was thoughtful.

Then the reason why he died in the original plot development can be explained.

If he was really just a photographer who accidentally obtained a treasure and showed off to impress others, Scobin probably wouldn't be so quick to murder him.

That fast and accurate hunting was most likely based on knowing the background of the other party. He knew that even if it was just a face-to-face meeting, Rasputin's picture would be easily recognized by him, and he was worried that it would be discovered by experts who identify goods. It's just a matter of identity.

"Sounds good." Tangze thought and took a sip of cold juice. "So, are you going to guide him now?"

According to Kuroba Kaito, his obsession with the Egg of Memory is not deep enough, but if he learns from someone who knows the goods that the mechanism hidden in it may be related to the royal bloodline living among the people, his interest will be It will deepen immediately.

"Uh-huh, that's what I meant." Kuroba Kaito tilted his head, his tone was somewhat confident and cunning, and the expression on his face was still the melancholy and indifferent look of Kitagawa Yusuke, "Isn't this why you called me here? ”

No one understands its appeal better than Kuroba Kaito, who saw the true value of the treasure and sent a notice.

"Actually, the most suitable candidate should be Pu Si Qinglan." Xingchuan Hui raised his cup and covered the corners of his mouth that unconsciously started to turn down. "A conceited and crazy guy is simply the perfect target. ”

"Yes. What a dangerous character." Kuroba Kaito rolled his eyes to cover up the negative emotions in his eyes.

Anyone who finds himself almost defenseless and becomes the target of others' hunting can hardly help but feel disgusted with this kind of lunatic who doesn't take human life seriously.

This kind of person is actually called a "thief", which is simply an insult to Phantom Thief No. 1412, who is also on the wanted list.

"Okay, don't take it too seriously. Leave that kind of stuff to us. There are specialties in the art." Tangze raised his arm and patted his shoulder, "Go and become a eloquent Phantom Thief. , I’m also curious about how you would guide him without destroying the character setting.”

"You can do it, but I can't? Stop looking down on others."

"We'll see."

Kuroba Kaito turned his head and picked up a glass from the dining table next to him.

The three high school students holding juice raised their glasses, clinked glasses with each other, then turned their heads and dispersed in different directions.

The night of performance has just begun.

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Hurrying slowly, Pu Si Qinglan finally arrived near the pier and finished a cigarette impatiently. Then she carefully put the cigarette holder into the plastic bag she carried with her. Then she found the spot that she had already determined and started to wipe the black. It was getting dark and I began to prepare firearms.

Today is an important day of action. A certain unsuspecting white dove is about to be buried under her gun. This was supposed to be a happy day.

From the beginning, she had no intention of letting Kaitou Kid survive.

Not only because of her domineering and arrogant character as Scobin, but also because of her crazy obsession.

The legacy of the Romanov dynasty should belong to her ancestors.

Her ancestors were great demigods who were born to save people in danger. Instead, it was the Romanov dynasty, this unbearable last dynasty, that dragged Rasputin, who was supposed to be immortal, into a despicable political whirlpool and quagmire.

Based on this logic, when she plundered all the treasures from this group of despicable people, not only did she not feel any guilt, she even felt that she was on the road to enlightenment and had a sense of mission to use these things to honor her ancestors.

Except for her, the inheritor, no one is qualified to get involved in the treasures that should belong to the ancestors.

The people of the Suzuki Consortium who abandoned it like a worn-out shoe and threw it away carelessly deserved death, as did the Kaitou Kid who reached out to it because of some worldly greed.

If she didn't have to use his hand to take the thing away secretly, she would never touch that thing with a finger like a thief.

While thinking, she gently rubbed and wiped the barrel of the gun, and her restless mood finally calmed down a little.

A lot of accidents happened in the past few days, but finally, all the preparations were completed without any danger.

I encountered many accidents while visiting the spots, including but not limited to car accidents, fights, inexplicable traffic control, power failure for no apparent reason, etc...

The work that could have been done in one day was extended to three days, and she encountered several encounters and nearly crashes along the way, which forced her to change her clothes again and travel with her head and face covered.

She had experienced many difficult tasks in the past, but this time, her misfortune had turned into reality, causing her to have the illusion that the spirits of her ancestors were warning her not to interfere.

Fortunately, now that the dust has settled, as a high-level hunter, she knows that there is only one thing she needs to do now -

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Waiting, with a kind of expectation and excitement, lying quietly in the dark night, waiting for the prey to appear in front of your crosshairs.

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"Oh, that's it..." Han Chuanlong didn't want the young man opposite to notice his strangeness, so he breathed a little more excitedly while trying to keep his tone calm.

He brought the wine glass to his lips and raised it, trying to cover up the corners of his mouth that couldn't help but start to turn upward, but he didn't realize that the wine in the glass was empty, which further exposed his absent-mindedness.

"Well, that's what Miss Sonoko said. I think she won't lie to me." The blue-haired boy standing opposite him seemed to be unaware of his state and said bluntly, "She used this when she was a child. The egg was treated as an ordinary toy, and no one should have been exposed to it longer than her."

"No wonder I've never heard of it having a mechanism." Ryuu Samkawa nodded suddenly, "The Suzuki family has never mentioned this at all."

"It seems that the plan is to use some modern instruments to conduct a comprehensive test before announcing it." Kuroba Kaito didn't seem to care very much and chatted casually, "It was not originally the focus of the opening. This kind of conclusion has a great impact on the collection. , it is not appropriate to make it public until it is verified, so you really need to be cautious.”

"Oh, oh... you're right, you're right..." Finally realizing that his cup was empty, Ryuu Samkawa simply put it down and pulled down his collar a little, "It's Kaitou Kid's business, let it... …Um……"

Kitagawa Yusuke, who was standing opposite him, looked at him strangely until then, as if he didn't understand what he was mumbling to himself.

Samchuanlong had no doubts about the reliability of the information provided by the other party.

First of all, this was not what Kitagawa Yusuke told him on his own initiative. He discovered that this popular artist in front of the Suzuki family was rarely alone, and was looking at information about the egg of memories. With a look of suspicion and disapproval on his face, he took the initiative to step forward. of.

Secondly, this highly individual painter is indeed as described in many reports. He is more or less his own way and has his own logic. Samkawa Ryu also spent a lot of effort in guiding the topic to the egg of memories.

Finally, Suzuki Sonoko's attention and "obsession" with him were obvious to all, and Ryu Kamikawa didn't think this generous and straightforward young lady had any need to deceive the other party...

Even now, Kitagawa Yusuke had already shown some doubts, and Ryu Kamikawa, who felt that he had obtained important information, no longer cared about his opinion. He didn't even have time to apologize, and turned around quickly and went in another direction.

When his back disappeared in a hurry, and it was unknown whether he went to make a phone call or contact other people to discuss matters, Kuroba Kaito put away the expression on his face, picked up a plate of tamagoyaki, and stuffed the beautifully arranged sushi on it into his mouth one by one.

He chewed the food in his mouth hard, with a serious expression, but Hoshikawa Teru, who had been secretly paying attention to him for a while, had a vague illusion that what the other party was chewing was not tamagoyaki, but Ryu Kamikawa's mind and soul that he could see through at a glance.

How should I put it? There must be a reason why Tang Ze and Kuroba Kaito got so close so quickly, and even told each other his true identity without hesitation after just a few meetings.

In less than two minutes, Tang Ze, who came from another exhibition hall, stood near the dining table opposite Kuroba Kaito, with his back to him, and said with emotion: "It's quite exciting."

"You're flattering." Kuroba Kaito, who quickly showed off three or four pieces of tamagoyaki, said vaguely, "Let your little guy who can easily run other people's phones add some fuel to the fire. I think it's almost done."

"It shouldn't be much different." Tang Ze picked up a sandwich and heard the sound of him putting down the empty plate. He turned his head and looked at him a little strangely, "... I say, you wouldn't..."

"Ah, I haven't eaten for a day." Kuroba Kaito quickly devoured the food on the table - this was the table he had long spotted, without fish dishes, "What's wrong, are you surprised?"

"No, I just think you are really dedicated."

"Same here."

When the two guys were completely back to back talking to each other, the whole exhibition hall was dazzling, and the lights that decorated the surrounding decorations with golden splendor flickered twice and suddenly dimmed.

There was a small scream from the guests, and a slight commotion was heard.

Tang Ze turned his head and looked out through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows at the night view of Osaka.

In the direction of the castle tower, brilliant fireworks were constantly set off, exploding and rising into the sky, and under this grand and glorious night, the entire Osaka building was gradually darkening.

In the darkness, Tang Ze grabbed the cup on the table, stretched it back without looking back, and accurately collided with the edge of the cup stretched out from behind.

"Happy cooperation."

"Cheers."