The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

"That's it..." After listening to Tang Ze's statement, Mao Lilan sighed with regret and emotion, "You and Yuanzi have thought about it so much..."

"Yeah. This was actually suggested by Sonoko, and the inspiration came from Kitagawa-kun." Karasawa shrugged, pushing the inspiration for this idea to this matter, "You may have heard that he was killed by his teacher The matter of plagiarizing the work.”

"Oh, oh, I have heard of it. It seems that he is a slightly famous painter. He has always been famous for his hard work and immersed himself in creation. As a result, he has been plagiarizing his disciples' works secretly for a long time, suppressing them with kindness and qualifications, and preventing others from doing so. Talented disciples get ahead easily..." Thinking of what she saw on the news, Mao Lilan sighed, "It's really too much that there is such a teacher."

"Hmm. Then you should have seen the report mentioning that in order to make profits, his teacher kept many of his works in his hands. He did not change hands, but lied about the works being stolen, and then contacted a number of people who were interested in him. Collectors who intend to collect works should tell them that they actually The work has been toured, but due to various reasons, it is difficult to make the work public again, so I asked them if they are willing to take over the work privately." Naturally, the topic turned to this story that was completely derived from the original Kitagawa Yusuke, Karasawa hinted. He pointed out the window.

"You know quite clearly. The news I saw only mentioned these contents briefly, saying that he made a lot of illegal income by using counterfeit goods... Oh, oh!" Mao Lilan said this and suddenly realized, "So you guys ...!"

"Shh." He held up a finger to prevent her from saying what was going on. Tang Ze smiled and said, "Just know what's going on."

Yes, this is what Tang Ze came up with, a relatively reliable "method of having both worlds".

Suzuki Sonoko used such a supermodel's ability to give eager help because she wanted to solve this problem, so Karasawa certainly would not let her down.

After discussing it, the two of them decided to use this risky-sounding approach.

——Make the imitations by yourself, and then find someone to steal the real ones. After the police begin to investigate and pin the suspect on the scapegoat like Pu Siqinglan, the Suzuki Group will come forward and claim that the things have been found. Back.

At this time, the situation was already very confusing due to their operations.

As the owner of the stolen items, no matter what happened, when the Suzuki family insisted that the items were not stolen and had been returned in full, the police could not say anything, and the achievement of confirming the identity of the thief Scobin was enough. Let them be satisfied and stop worrying about some vague points.

And due to Kaitou Kidd's long-term strange behavior pattern, another Kaitou would suddenly appear, steal other people's things, and then return them after wondering for some reason. This kind of thing is not beyond everyone's imagination. Common sense, although it may spark debate, will eventually put the matter to rest.

Next, just like Madarame can lie about Sayuri being lost, contact buyers privately, and sell her forged Sayuri in batches at the market price of the genuine product, Suzuki Sonoko can resell the genuine product through a third party. hand, return it to where it is needed.

According to Karasawa's understanding, faced with this kind of situation, which is a bit complicated and not suitable for making a grand declaration of donation, most museums will choose to stay put after confirming the authenticity. After a few years, the limelight has passed, and then find another reason to quietly disclose the collection. .

There is no need to make a big fanfare, and there is no need to break anyone's muscles and bones. A quiet replacement will end in secret, and everything will proceed quietly. *

"Sounds good... Although I don't know why you don't let Yuanzi donate the things directly, but it won't hurt anyone, so that's good." Mao Lilan exhaled softly and nodded with a smile. .

"The purpose you pursue is really simple." Not knowing whether to praise her for her kindness or her innocence, Tang Ze shook his head.

"Huh? Is there something wrong?" Mao Lilan was confused, "Everyone is doing good things and doesn't want to hurt anyone. That's good, isn't it?"

As an ordinary female high school student - at least based on her past vision and living conditions - her understanding of justice and kindness is such a simple thing.

When someone is in trouble, you should save it, no matter what kind of person he or she is; as long as you are doing something good and no one is harmed, even if there are any misunderstandings or setbacks along the way, the intention of this matter is good and it should not bring any harm. Bad results.

This is her understanding and knowledge of the world in the past ten years.

"There's nothing wrong with it. It's not a bad thing if it can continue to be this simple." Tangze didn't mean to refute her, but just met the eyes of Conan who was slowly walking behind her, and blinked slowly.

There are many speculations and conjectures about why Conan was unwilling to take the initiative to tell Mao Lilan the whole truth, including the fact that he had become smaller, the existence of the organization, and the possible dangers they faced.

However, judging from Karasawa, who has been with them for so long, perhaps Kudo Shinichi is indeed the person who knows her best. He deeply understands how simple her world is and how black and white it is, so he cannot put this cruel, objective The social laws that govern the world are explained.

The rules of society are indeed established, but unfortunately most of the time, life only rewards those who are effective and do not follow the rules, rather than good people who follow the rules.

Organizations are like spider webs, densely covering the shadows of society. For Ran Maoli, who has a simple and pure worldview, accepting that the people she contacts may be bad people, the stars she knows may be bad people, and that she has saved a bad guy who kills people, is not much different from forcing her children to grow up immediately.

"...I understand what you mean." However, it was somewhat unexpected by Tang Ze. Ran Maoli lowered her head and gave an answer that he did not expect. "Sonoko now has her own things to do, and her considerations are different from before. Sonoko's surname is Suzuki. She can't just consider herself when doing things. Although if she really only considers herself, there will be no serious consequences. There will be many people who tolerate her, and her family can also bear these costs, but she doesn't want to do this. Tang Ze, you know these things very well, so you don't want to embarrass Sonoko."

"Xiaolan..." Conan walked to her side and called her name softly.

"I don't have as complicated thoughts as you do. In other words, thinking so many things will make people painful and unable to make choices. I don't like to work so hard, nor do I like to look ahead and behind and hesitate." Mao Lilan smiled, raised her hand, rubbed Conan's head, and stopped what he wanted to say, "I'm not as powerful as Shinichi, and I can't be a hero with great abilities. I'm just an ordinary person. Whether you like this or not, I just hope that the people I care about are all right and can be well, that's enough. Don't worry about me, I'm fine."

Having known Tang Ze until now, and under his guidance, she discovered the heavy and hidden darkness hidden behind Conan's identity. After so long, she has gradually found a way to get along with this split.

Her world has always been simple, or rather, very narrow. She only knows the things and people she likes, and only cares about things she can understand.

Before growing up enough to deal with everything complex, and growing up to understand deeper things like them, it is enough to just care about and try to protect such a simple world. She will definitely think more clearly about other things in the future.

As long as I can still stand beside everyone and watch these things continue, I will definitely be able to do it.

Conan, who originally wanted to say some comforting words, heard her such an open-minded and frank answer, met Tang Ze's eyes, and quickly swallowed the rest of the words.

He understood the meaning of Tang Ze's eyes, so in the end he just raised his hand and gently grasped Mao Lilan's fingers.

"... I'm here to inform you that we found a combination lock in the study. Do you want to take a look?"

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"Russian password, um, I don't know how many digits there are... No, it's better to say, what kind of alloy is it made of, how can it be so intact after so many years... Will the mechanism really not break?"

"Brother Mao Li..." Megure Jusan raised his head helplessly and reminded him, "Don't press it randomly, don't forget what the other mechanisms in the castle look like. This Mr. Kiichi seems to be using the method of preventing thieves, full of malice towards intruders."

Qian Jiangyi, who should have been greedy and rummaged around the castle with lock picking tools, was held down by the police, but the police themselves still needed to search the castle.

So, the good news is that Qian Jiangyi did not accidentally touch the dangerous mechanisms in the castle, so it would not cause much trouble. The bad news is that due to the police's more extensive and less meticulous search, more mechanisms were triggered.

After really seeing it twice, Megure Jusan fully understood why Kosaka Natsumi's grandmother chose to move out of the castle without hesitation.

Whether it is a hole that can shoot arrows, armor that can suddenly raise its hand to stab, or a sword that can fall from the sky, none of them sounds like they can pass the fire protection procedures. No, to be more precise, the construction blueprint may be considered illegal.

The eager Maori Kogoro froze his fingers, withdrew his hand angrily, and curled his lips unhappily: "Then how can we find the password now? We have almost searched this study room, and there is almost no clue except the password device itself."

"Try his name first? Does he have a Russian name?"

Megure Jusan cast his eyes on the Russian ambassador.

Being ordered around by a young policeman from the Tokyo Police Department, the other party was obviously not very happy, but the situation was like this. Apart from cooperating with the police, there seemed to be no other way to find the treasure, so he lowered his head and pressed it.

"No."

A correct version was found on the 16-9 book forum!

"What about his birthday? Can it be replaced with a Russian word?"

"It's unlikely. This kind of password, well, except for the language barrier, is actually difficult to stop others..."

"What's his wife's name? Miss Kosaka Natsumi, what was your great-grandmother's name?"

"Her name is Maria, but I'm not sure about her specific surname. Slavic names seem to be quite long. The main thing is that she should have changed her surname after marrying in Japan..."

"Not right either."

"Tsk..."

The egg of memory, the names of family members, and even whimsical names like Nicholas II or Faluber were all tried, but in the end nothing was found.

When Tang Ze walked in, he looked at the people in the room, and then looked at Kuroba Kaito and Conan who were completely absent-minded. After thinking about it, he still spoke.

Although it might be a good idea to not let them discover the secret now and then quietly tell it to Kosaka Natsumi, it would be a bit too boring to unfold it that way.

"Let me try?"

"You? Oh, yes, you seem to know Russian..."

"I know a few words." Tang Ze pursed his lips and said modestly. He bent down under the gaze of the people in the room and quickly typed in the correct password.

On the one hand, Tang Ze really didn't want to waste time, and he didn't want Pu Siqinglan to shift his attention to the real Maria's descendant, Xiangsaka Natsumi. On the other hand, he was more confident.

In the eyes of some people, he is the phantom thief Joker, and in the eyes of others, he is the phantom thief Kidd.

No matter which one of them, knowing a little Russian and knowing the password is a matter of course.

As expected, as he pressed the last letter, the floor beneath his feet made a loud buzzing sound, and the heavy mechanism began to rotate. The secret passage that had not been seen for decades slowly opened, successfully proving that--

"The quality of the things at that time was good." Maori Kogoro looked at the secret passage door that suddenly opened, and said with emotion, "It can still work after so many years. If it is replaced with something produced now, it will break in five years."

"... Dad, is this the point?" Maori Ran, who had a serious face, fell.

"That's it..." Maori Kogoro laughed and looked at Tang Ze's expression, "You guys, you really know the answer. What did you just enter?"

Before Tang Ze opened his mouth, the Russian ambassador who was staring at him said what he had just pressed.

"If it is changed to Japanese, it means, the magician at the end of the century..." He looked at Tang Ze with complicated eyes.

"Oh, it's the name on the signature of Kaito Kid!" This time Megure Jusan really understood, "Quick reaction, Karasawa."

"No, this is mainly because my great-grandfather was once called the magician of the end of the century. This name existed even before he went to Russia." Kosaka Natsumi shook her head and explained softly, "He participated in the 1900 World Expo at the age of 16. With his excellent mechanism design and puppet making technology, he amazed the guests on the scene. As a result, he accepted the invitation of the Russian royal family and went to Russia to become a craftsman..."

"1900 means, the end of this century..." Maori Kogoro touched his chin and muttered something that felt wrong. He reluctantly accepted this answer.

Well, why do people subconsciously ignore this signature and assume that Kid is calling himself...hiss, oh, it's not the end of the century now...