The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

"Lavender..." On the other side of the corridor, Nanatsuki Koshimizu leaned against the wooden wall behind her that exuded the fishy smell of the sea breeze, looking at the back of Junya Tokitsu and whispering softly.

Although these arrangements were made by her, after the "overcorrection" of Goro Akechi, the cabin is no longer the same as she saw when she came to scout before. Her memories also inevitably returned to the day when she received a call from her friend not long ago.

Her friend, Xiaoxun, is a child with a weak family relationship like her.

In Japan, without the support of the family, it is extremely difficult for a minor to complete his studies and life alone. Even if he wants to go out to work part-time, he will be rejected because he does not have a birth certificate to apply for various documents, does not have a fixed address, and cannot provide a landline phone number.

Her friend has a more delicate personality than her and is in a more difficult situation than her. It is already quite hard to barely finish high school. Otherwise, at the same age, one would go to college and the other would have to work as a maid in someone else's house.

She had seen Xiaoxun there before, and heard that the rich man she served had built a garden villa on Shikoku Island. Out of curiosity, she followed Xiaoxun to observe the place from a distance.

——It was not until half a year ago when the lady of the master's family died and she accepted Xiaoxun's commission to go and investigate the truth that she learned that the garden almost submerged by lavender was a cage prepared by the rich man for his daughter who was addicted to drugs and suffered from mental illness.

In the pungent lavender aroma, Nanatsuki Koshimizu closed her eyes, covering a pair of eyes that began to emit golden light.

"Hey, Tokizu!" Frightened by the shocking scene in front of them, the detectives who came back to their senses could not care about the cause of the strange scene in front of them for the time being, and could only rush forward to support Tokizu Junya who was about to fall out of the window.

Hattori Heiji pounded his back twice to help him cough out the petals that were almost sprayed out of his respiratory tract, and at the same time reached out his hand and tentatively touched the bulging artery on the side of Tokizu Junya's neck.

"Such a fast heart rate." Hattori Heiji frowned after just slightly touching the hot blood vessels, "This guy is very abnormal."

"...If he didn't spit out petals, but black mud or something, this scene would be a little familiar." Conan, who was leaning on the windowsill to observe the moistness of the time, complained.

He had seen prisoners who were severely punished by the Phantom Thief of Heart. According to his inference, who was allowed to spit out black mud and who was not allowed to spit out black mud should not be decided by the prisoners. To a large extent, it was probably controlled by the Joker himself. Otherwise, no one could explain this scene that was always just right.

——Combined with the demonstration of Asai Narimi that he had seen on Tsukikage Island, he guessed that the Phantom Thieves should be more mature in using this ability now.

"Black mud?" Hakuba Tan grabbed two petals that flew out and crushed them with his fingertips. Hearing Conan's description, he raised his eyebrows.

He grabbed some petals that fell on the ground and observed them again in front of his eyes, thinking.

Not only was it very surreal that he was spitting out petals, the petals that Tokizu Junya spit out were also very surreal.

Even if someone really caught Tokizu Junya and simply and roughly stuffed a handful of petals into his bronchial tubes, forcing him to cough out these foreign objects, the petals that came out of his mouth should be like vomit, and they should be stuck together by various body fluids, dripping down, and they should not be spitting out the effect of petal rain.

But Tokizu Junya did it. The tiny petals that flew out even raised a stronger flower fragrance, and the fragrant wind was like concentrated perfume, pouring down from the window to them.

...If you think about it carefully, it's quite disgusting.

"Tell me, is there a possibility?" Hattori Heiji also noticed these abnormal petals, looked at the direction where they were drifting out, and the thick fog outside the window that gradually began to obscure the view, pulled his baseball cap, and looked very serious.

As he spoke, he grabbed the wooden stick beside the flower pot at the corner with his backhand and waved it twice.

He always felt that something incredible would appear ahead, so for safety reasons, he should not go unarmed.

After getting ready, he pointed to the fog outside the window: "Maybe, the mud we saw before might not be mud. In some different angles or spaces, it looks like this?"

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"The style is a bit psychedelic." Zhu Fujingguang, who was on guard at the end of the team, pushed down his eye mask, "Is this a dream of flowers? Or a fairy-tale paradise?"

The impression space on the island was completely formed with the surge of fog. Now, the high and low lavender purple and the winding vines formed a small jungle with only purple and green. Under the tall flower trees were small fungi like lily of the valley. A strange fantasy, but with a beauty that seemed to be poisonous.

"Although I was a little prepared, I still admired such a great scene." Hagiwara Kenji, who was standing in the middle of the team holding a camera, sighed like a tourist, "Should I say it is a world imagined by emotional women? I feel like I am Alice who fell into the rabbit hole."

"Such a big Alice? What you said gave me goose bumps." Matsuda Jinpei, who was holding a lollipop, sighed and rubbed his arms.

After awakening the mask, he realized that Karasawa's behavior when he took him to the bomber's hall was not a lie. Those special lollipops made by members of the group in cooperation with Haibara Ai were indeed helpful in the battle. of special medicines.

Perhaps it was the sequelae of long-term smoking addiction, or perhaps it was the influence of that experience. Whenever he entered the cognitive world and prepared to fight, he would hold a lollipop in his mouth.

The leader, Tang Ze, heard what he said and turned to glance at him.

Karasawa knew that he might really have goosebumps, but it was not because of Hagiwara Kenji. It might be because he remembered the amusement park.

The "Rabbit and Alice" in the amusement park is not something for children to watch. Especially when this metaphor comes from Hagiwara Kenji's mouth, it will naturally trigger his instinctive aversion.

"Because of the Lavender House incident, the young lady who died had a long history of drug abuse." Karasawa interrupted their banter at the right time and explained, "Koshimizu Nanatsuki is very aware of this fact. Even if he doesn't After losing her friend, this lavender house probably didn’t leave a good impression on her.”

Living in a villa flooded with lavender seems to be carefree, but in fact, she is imprisoned here, separated from her family, and always thinking about the girl who is seeking death...

The acidic style, which is associated with death and hallucinations, as if eating fungi, is by no means the target of Koshisui Nanatsuki Muashi.

"If it's not a fairy tale, maybe it's some dark nursery rhyme." Tangze looked at the shadows composed of flowers and grass blades, and pulled out the knife on his waist. "After all, the more beautiful the mushroom, the more likely it is to be poisonous." Well."

"Bang--"

Zhu Fujingguang at the back of the palace fired a shot, shattering the gathered petals, and watched as the blood-like purple liquid fell to the ground as it shattered. After falling to the ground, it took root again and bloomed new flowers. , tentatively nodded in agreement: "Indeed, at first glance, it looks very poisonous."

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"Well, although we don't know what's going on yet, our guess about the show is still accurate. It is indeed the lavender house case on Shikoku Island." Hakuba, who covered his mouth and nose, looked at the lavender in front of him and said it was accurate. means.

"It's the one who loves lavender, the daughter of a manufacturing upstart named Ishikawa, who died in her villa, right? When you say that, I have an impression." Hattori Heiji put his hands on his hips, He used the wooden stick in his hand to stir up the dense flowers in front of him, "But, well, I always feel that the details of this case..."

He turned his head and looked at Tokizu Junya, who was almost submerged in petals and was almost like a human-shaped petal fountain, lying unconscious on the ground. He then looked at Koshizuki Nanatsuki, who followed them silently like a cat. He raised his eyebrows.

"As expected, I can't hide it from the detectives." Koshimizu Nanatsuki smiled brightly, "Yes, the case I talked about on the boat was the Lavender Cottage case. The girl who was almost killed by the detective's wrong reasoning was mine. friend."

"So, is it possible that the confused detective who caused the catastrophe was..." Hattori Heiji looked at Junya Tokatsu who was still spraying flowers again, "Speaking of which, it's not you who did this, right? Although it feels like he He won’t die this way, but can he stop for a moment? It’s a bit mentally polluted.”

"Before I talk about this question, you guys actually jumped out of the window." Conan covered his forehead, "Although it's not very high, this is the second floor after all."

"Didn't you jump down too? You yourself also jumped directly from the high stands to the track." Hattori Heiji looked at him sideways, "The children are fine, and there is no chance that anything will happen to us."

What's more, even if he doesn't get smaller, Kudo's physical fitness may still be the weakest among everyone here.

"With such a wonderful scene, it's impossible to resist jumping out of the window, right?" Baima Tan smiled, turned his head again, and looked at the seemingly endless lavender bushes.

After seeing the petals floating into the white mist, vaguely inducing a greater floral fragrance, almost without thinking, Hakuba Tan and Hattori Heiji unanimously chose to hold Tokizu Junya, and climbed directly from the second floor window. come out.

No matter how he looked at the strange scene in front of him, it looked as if Tokijin Junya had vomited it out. He didn't believe that any detective could resist coming out to inquire about the situation.

"That's not the case... forget it." Conan shook his head, feeling the familiar dizziness, curled his lips, and hesitantly took out his phone.

This situation seems to be inseparable from the Phantom Thieves. Do you want to find them?

Without the help of their potion this time, would he have fainted here halfway?

"Wow, K-ahem, Conan, look at this room..." Hattori Heiji turned his head to observe Conan's work, noticed the hotel behind him again, and then couldn't help but widen his eyes.

The old wooden walls were replaced by courtyard walls painted in soft gray-purple. In the exquisite European-style floor-to-ceiling windows, servants and housekeepers were busy setting up the dining table, as if they were preparing for a banquet.

Where they had just jumped down, the windows of the hotel were no longer visible, replaced by tall walls and white, tower-like towers.

At the highest point of the tower, sat a girl in a white dress.

She has long golden hair, which is tied into an exquisite hairstyle with a bright red bow. Even from such a long distance, you can clearly feel the delicacy and cuteness of this girl.

Like the most stereotypical image of a carefree heroine in a fairy tale, she sat sideways on the windowsill, with a shiny leather shoe on the foot hanging outside. She was sitting by the window, but she swung her legs casually as if she was on a swing.

Everything was so dreamy, so dreamy that there was no sense of reality, so dreamy that Hattori Heiji couldn't help rubbing his eyes to make sure he didn't get food poisoning on the road and fell into some kind of hallucination.

"Are you sure? What is this, a lavender castle?"

Natsuki Koshimizu turned her head and stared at everything in front of her in a daze.

The other detectives were just confused by the changes in front of them, but only she knew deeply what would happen next.

The next second, the girl sitting by the window turned around.

As if she had jumped off the edge of the bed lightly, the girl jumped down from the windowsill without hesitation.

"Don't, don't do this--"

Natsuki Koshimizu, who had foreseen this scene, immediately rushed out and stretched out his hands forward to try to catch the girl who fell from a high place.

The girl's blurred face kept changing in her eyes. Her flying blonde hair was sometimes short and ear-length, sometimes two low ponytails like Xiaoxun, and sometimes she looked like the lady who was hanged alone in the bedroom.

Even the fluttering white dress was changing, sometimes it was a delicate gauze skirt, sometimes it was a rough linen dress, and sometimes it was a maid's dress wrapped in a simple apron...

Natsuki Yueshui felt that everything in front of her was slowing down, and a noisy heartbeat hit her eardrums.

She seemed to hear a faint whisper from the depths of her mind.

"Don't do this, don't... don't die, please, hold on a little longer..."

The girl fell to the ground and fell into her arms, but in an instant, she turned into flying petals and fell all over Nanatsuki Yueshui.

It was like a rain, and like a heavy hug.

Nanatsuki Koshimizu, who was always smiling, knelt on the ground, raised her head blankly, looked at the empty, gray sky, and tears slid down her eyes.

The tears slid down her eyes and stained the petals that fell on her face, and were stained with bright red.

The sharp-eyed Conan quickly noticed that something was slowly growing under Nanatsuki Koshimizu's bangs...