The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

"Peek into the eternal secret and enter an extraordinary world..."

The footsteps gradually got closer and louder, causing Pu Siqinglan, who was restrained in front of him, to let out a hysterical scream.

She tore off the scarf around her body regardless, grabbed the gun again with her backhand, and emptied the bullets from the pistol at the young phantom thief who was walking towards her step by step.

Tangze, who had no intention of being polite to her, remained firm and swallowed all the bullets. As expected, he heard her scream even higher and sharper.

"Isn't this what you want? What are you running for?" Tang Ze tilted his head and smiled, "No, you don't really think that your ancestors are so great and have such power that everyone can Seeking, my power is the same as his, it can only cover the head or eyes, right? Before questioning other people's abilities and origins, first figure out what you are."

"You are just relying on your own abilities to do evil, a thief..."

Pu Siqinglan covered the wound on her body, panting and stepped back step by step, until her back was pressed against the sarcophagus behind her that was already being licked by the flames, and then she began to stare at Tang Ze with a strange and resentful gaze. .

Without the appearance of this person, not only would she not have failed this time, but she would not have faced such an embarrassing situation.

Although her power is by no means that powerful in the "Zoo", but relying on this ability of surprise, she can be said to have been unscrupulous and unstoppable for so many years.

The rich men who robbed a few people who only wanted to show off and didn't protect the treasures they bought, let alone her. She believed that even if they let those who made the revolution come, they wouldn't be able to protect them. There will be people who will object to her approach...

"I feel like you're thinking about something very rude." Tangze nodded, "I'm different from someone else. My ability doesn't come from some strange ritual, or from being weird to some magic stick. Pursuing. Let’s put aside the sentimental part.”

The expression on Pu Siqinglan's face suddenly changed.

After hearing what he said, even though she had been trapped here for a long time and was unable to fight against the young man in front of her, her face still showed a very obvious look of shock and murderous intent. It was obvious that Tangze's words touched her again.

"You, how do you know..."

"How do I know that you are probably not a descendant of Rasputin? In other words, how do I know that hitting others in the right eye all the time is a ritual-like requirement, not your preference? No matter how you whitewash yourself, rat tail You can't hide it, 'thief.'" Tangze smiled sarcastically.

This time, he no longer suppressed his ability at all. The overwhelming power from Asai Narumi's coop was fully activated. In just a moment, the woman in front of him let out a miserable scream.

Tangze was not entirely guessing or testing. He was really sure that there was some kind of flaw in Pu Siqinglan's ability.

The specific reason is related to her insistence on punching her right eye when attacking herself, and it is also related to her own ability.

From the first sniper attack, Tangze has been deliberately using counter-injury. You know, Scobin is a guy who likes to hit people in the right eye, but at the same time, like some kind of evil curse, she is also a very A gunner who likes to use snipers.

Most snipers aim with their right eye, and she is no exception.

This caused Scobin's attack mode to exhibit a particularly different characteristic, which was equivalent to saying that she was using her right eye to attack other people's right eyes.

Tang Ze could see this from the fact that she still chose to snipe Tang Ze's right eye after suffering a counter-injury, and that after the injury, she immediately covered her right eye and refused to let go as long as Tang Ze threatened him a little bit. Some clues

Normally, if you can’t kill someone with method A, why should you try method B? It’s not like she only knows how to use a gun, and it’s not like the gun can only hit people in one place. Why is she still aiming so stubbornly at the opponent’s right eye while she’s already standing in the fire? The right eye alone is used to judge people, right? You can't see anything except the right eye?

From this, Karasawa quickly thought of a person, that is Kiharakawa, who was sent to the police station after being beaten violently by Ireland.

Kiharagawa, who also fell into the hands of the Rei Group, provided the largest amount of information among the several mad scientists who have been arrested so far, and this part naturally reached Karasawa's hands through the hands of Rei Fukiya.

Karasawa was not particularly interested in the parts of his interrogation related to the organization.

It is true that there are some contents that he does not know, but as Kumel, Karasawa has much more information than him, and they are all easily obtained with a little effort. Regarding the content of cognitive mysteries, it is not. It gave Tangze a great inspiration.

Kiharagawa is also a scholar who studies cognitive mysteries. It cannot be said that the research is in-depth and successful. At least he has really stolen a certain amount of cognitive ability through research. Combined with his own potential, he has become a person who relies on hypnosis to create killings. The mastermind.

His paranoia about cognitive ability stems from Ichikawa Karasawa. He regards Ikkawa Karasawa as his idol, and then desperately imitates Ikkawa Karasawa's speaking style, dressing habits, and even the layout of his office. To a certain extent, he can achieve and confuse other people's understanding of him, consolidate his inner anchor, and thus successfully step into a field that has little to do with him.

"...Rasputin's final ending was extremely tragic. He was a sinner who was nailed to the pillar of shame. But his family was not." Tang Ze walked through the flames and approached her and squatted down in her screams. "When he became a so-called saint, he was already a believer, and he had unclear relationships with many nobles. Rasputin's descendants would not be poor people. At least..."

Reaching out and pulling her cheongsam, which was already damaged and exposed the bulletproof vest underneath, Tang Ze said her question with a smile.

"...He would not be a guy who had to join other thieves' groups and create a fake identity to get close to the egg of memory."

"Shut up, shut up!" Pu Siqinglan screamed, enduring the pain all over her body that was almost breaking through her endurance limit, "I'm not!"

Of course, Tang Ze would not pay attention to her collapse. What he wanted was the other party's collapse. The louder she cried, the better.

"Choose a historical celebrity, a religious leader you worship, think he is your ancestor, imitate his way of death, and take other people's right eyes as your target. This is how you gain power, or in other words, you rely on this paranoia to hunt those people's right eyes to deceive yourself, right?"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Pusi Qinglan's defenses were completely broken with Tang Ze's cold judgment.

Feeling the air around him begin to loosen, and at the same time feeling the signs that the mechanical door of the tomb behind him was opened again, knowing that time was running out, Tang Ze lowered his eyes and said in a tough voice that did not allow for argument.

"Using someone else's name, someone else's background, stealing things that don't belong to you and claiming them as your own, so that there is no trace of you in the world, don't you feel sad every time someone calls you? Scobin? Pu Siqinglan? No, these are not your names."

As he spoke, he used several abilities to debuff the other party and stuck to his back

This is Tang Ze's real purpose, or in other words, it is the real motivation for him to insist on completing this series of mental attacks after trapping the other party.

He wants to find out the name of this person. As long as he knows the name, this castle will be her eternal prison, and it will be the eternal trauma and shadow of her soul.

So, to some extent, Tang Ze also "owns" this palace.

"Come on, tell me, what is your name?"

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"Cough cough cough, cough cough cough——"

As the door opened again, the person standing at the door was choked and coughed by the surging heat inside and retreated.

"There's not much oxygen in here, how could it burn so fiercely..." Conan covered his mouth and nose, barely opened one eye and looked inside.

Far away, at the other end of the tomb, he saw two vague figures.

The white-haired thief squatted in front of the sarcophagus, looking down at the woman sitting on the ground. The raging flames had already burned on them along the dust and rotten decorations on the ground.

"Joker, danger, you--"

Before he could finish all his words, the flames in front suddenly burned violently.

The quick-eyed and quick-handed Mao Lilan quickly grabbed the elementary school student who was about to approach the sea of ​​fire and dragged him out of the range of the heat wave.

The next second, the flames rose, and the bright light and fireworks completely surrounded the tomb into a ball of fire.

Perhaps it was the too thin air, or the flying dust and high temperature, in short, this small and hidden tomb burst into flames.

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The flames rushed outward along the passage, and the flames licked several people standing in the front row, and the crowd fled in a panic.

When they escaped from the explosion range in a panic, the flames quickly went out, as if the oxygen was completely consumed in the banging noise.

Kosaka Natsumi didn't care about the hem of her skirt and the dark burning ground, and ran in quickly despite the people around her trying to stop her.

When she saw the tightly closed sarcophagus at the front of the tomb, her legs softened and she let out a sigh of relief.

"It didn't burn, fortunately everything is fine... My God..."

If she finally found the remains of her great-grandmother and didn't have time to bury them properly, but the grave was blown up by a thief who coveted the egg of memory, she was really afraid that her great-grandfather would be so angry that he would crawl out of the family cemetery and strangle her, the unfilial descendant.

"Where's Scobin?" The white horse detective who followed her in quickly frowned, looked around, and confirmed that there were no human remains before asking.

"No. Joker is gone too." Conan quickly turned around in the room where the residual heat was still there, and gave a conclusion.

"Are you sure you just saw the phantom thief Joker?" The white horse detective heard the words, turned his head and asked, while casting his inquiring eyes to the crowd behind him.

The brown-haired Karasawa Akira and the brown-haired Akechi Goro were both standing in the crowd - to be more precise, surrounded by the police - watching the group of detectives who were busy rescuing and destroying the crime scene from a distance, and they had no intention of coming over.

That was the phantom thief Joker, then who was this?

Although there was a certain distance, the white horse detective trusted his eyesight, and it was indeed them.

At least it looked like that.

Since boarding the cruise ship, Goro Akechi seemed to have exhausted his social energy due to the sudden incident in Osaka. He was so quiet that it was incomprehensible. However, Hakuba Tan had been keeping an eye on his movements. Most of the time, he was in everyone's sight. Even when the police came to contact him, he would once again show a very appropriate business smile to communicate. It seemed that he had no time to participate in this incident.

So what was in the flames just now...

"The smell of gasoline." Hattori Heiji wrinkled his nose and caught a hint of the smell. "It might be from Scobin. After all, it was an accident that the police suddenly came to explore with us. She might have carried flammable materials and was ready to attack and set fire at any time to facilitate escape."

"That means, it was really dangerous just now. In other words, Joker..." Ran Mouri, who was standing at the door and dared not go in, moved uneasily when she heard this.

If Joker set the fire to cover up his tracks, he must have thought of a way out. But if it was Miss Purcell, no, the thief Scobin, the two people might have really been trapped in the sea of ​​fire and died in the explosion...

"It must be Joker, and he is definitely not dead." Conan comforted him in a very confident tone, "I have dealt with him several times. This guy seems to have some special ability to enter and exit the fire. He has entered and disappeared in the fire scene several times. Nothing will happen."

To be more precise, since the earliest case on Moon Shadow Island, Joker seemed to have some kind of special effect when he appeared. He always had to perform scenes such as shuttling through the sea of ​​fire and escaping from the explosion. I don't know if he really did it on purpose or just wanted to play it cool.

"It hasn't been long since we reopened the door. The temperature created by this flame is not enough to evaporate the human body directly. Don't be nervous, Miss Mori. There is nothing like human tissue here." Hattori Heiji shrugged and glanced at the crowd behind him again.

"Karazawa Akira" and "Akechi Goro" standing in the crowd exchanged glances.

Is your boss okay? Although I said before that I might have to change my identity a little, I didn't tell you that I would play so extreme, it's scary.

Rather than this, you should worry about your disguise. Karasawa has a good relationship with several detectives, be careful not to be discovered.

In that glance, they both got the answers they wanted from each other's eyes, so they silently withdrew their gazes and continued to play quail.

Kuroba Kaito tightened the commuter bag on his shoulders, and tidied up the fluffy hair hanging on his cheeks with some discomfort, and sighed in his heart.

It's said that we will exchange, and we really exchange.

In many cases, he has a lot of complaints about Karasawa, but the only aspect is that Karasawa is this.