The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

"This is indeed a very important thing." Facing the serious Bermod, Tangze just smiled and said, "No wonder Kil is so nervous."

Keir…

After chewing on the code name, Belmode's eyes became colder.

Today, she did not disguise herself as someone familiar to Karasawa. She just dressed up as a young office worker. She used the excuse that Goro Akechi's fans were approaching her. Her mood was more outgoing than before, and she easily showed that she could be attracted by Karasawa. Captured emotions.

Tang Ze curled his lips.

This question is really one that only Belmode can answer.

Except for Gin, whose age is unknown, it is hard to tell how long he has been in the organization. Most of the other codename members in the organization, including Rum, who is no longer young, may not know about this matter. clear.

It is known that Sharon Wynyard was already a famous drama actress when Yukiko was Fujimine Yukiko, so at the very least, during her fifty or sixty years as Sharon Wynyard, at least half of her time was exposed What appears to the public does not suddenly appear out of thin air.

So Belmod's age is at least older than Sharon Wynyard's, which means that Rum must be considered a junior in front of her.

The story happened at the funeral of the wealthy Renya Karasuma who "passed" half a century ago. No one should know the possible causes and consequences better than her.

Combined with the information from Toru Amuro about Belmod's possible true identity, this question becomes more credible.

"I really want to say that this is not something you should inquire about, but as you said, cognition is meaningful and will leave traces. It is impossible to expect you to forget this matter now." Bellmore De took a deep breath and calmed down, "As for your question, my answer is...after."

It was just two simple syllables, but it seemed that she had spent a lot of effort when speaking them out. Even though her true face couldn't be seen through the disguise mask, she could still tell from the sudden tightening of her knuckles. The difficulty.

"This is indeed a very crucial thing." Tang Ze took a leisurely sip of coffee. This time, he lowered his voice slightly and said, "My guess is indeed correct."

"...Guess, what kind of guess?" Belmod raised his eyelids, knowing that part of his gesture was intentional. He couldn't help but glare at this guy who was pretending to be leisurely, but he couldn't help but feel relaxed inside.

If Kumail, who is in a similar situation, has any advantage over her, it is that she, who was almost raised in a laboratory, is destined to be a prisoner who cannot escape the shadow, and Kumail's talent is overshadowed by his incompetence. His father's delay caused him to be a transparent person in the organization for several years, so he still had the power to stand in the sun and joke.

As for Belmod himself...

Thinking of this, she stopped the more questions that were about to blurt out, coughed, and stood up in a hurry.

"Okay, I've given you the answer you want, and you've made your request. Is there anything else?"

She is not as "free" as Kumail. If she continues to hear more, not only will the secret itself be exposed, but her excessive mood swings will also arouse the suspicion of the organization.

More importantly, once I know more about Karasuma Renye, my thoughts may be spied on, and then become the trigger for Kumail to be exposed.

It's a good thing for everyone to remain ignorant until they grow up enough to fight against that.

Even when standing in front of the truth, she cannot lift the curtain. The red line drawn firmly traps her in the darkness and cannot be crossed even an inch. It is also a footnote to her ridiculous fate.

"That's all." After drinking the last sip of coffee, before picking up the sandwich next to him, Tang Ze handed over another stack of photos, "Take care of yourself and don't worry about other things."

This tone sounded like a warning and a sermon, and Belmode frowned upon hearing this.

"What's going on again? Didn't you just say..." She was about to put the photos she received into her briefcase when she saw the first one on top, and she suddenly became quiet.

This was not more secrets or other information about Scobin as she thought, but a very ordinary ten-inch photo.

The first page of photos shows several girls hugging each other with smiles.

Maori Ran, who was holding the Ema high in her hand, was being held by Toyama Kazuha's arm. She seemed to be standing on tiptoes, trying to see clearly what she had written on the wooden sign, while Suzuki Sonoko crossed the crowd and leaned over. Trying to take the thing from Mao Lilan's hand, trying to help her hang the thing on the treetop before her wish was exposed.

The protagonist of the second picture changed. It was Conan lying on the railing of the cruise ship, saying something seriously. Not far behind him, Mao Lilan, who had a subtle expression, squinted his eyes and looked at the people gathered in a group. A detective curled his lips.

Belmod blinked quickly and flipped through the content at the back, already understanding what Tangze had handed her.

"Did you take this photo in Osaka this time?" Belmod's voice couldn't help but soften.

"Because Scoobin was photographed, it may be helpful to the case, so these photos were developed." Putting the sandwich into his mouth, Karasawa replied vaguely, "These are insignificant parts. They were originally required." Throw away."

Originally, Tang Ze had no habit of taking photos, but this time he happened to meet Pu Si Qinglan.

Kang Ze, who wanted to trick her, certainly would not miss this opportunity. Since the photographer was either Tang Ze or Xingchuan Hui, Tang Ze himself or Akechi Goro was completely avoided. After removing the parts that took pictures of Pu Siqinglan, this was just a group of interesting travel photos.

After checking the contents of the camera, the police returned these private photos to Tang Ze himself, the photographer.

"Since you said so, I won't say thank you."

"Go quickly, I see your hairline is wet with cold sweat."

... If you really know, you shouldn't ask such a deadly question, this guy.

Give this shrewd guy a sweet date after hitting him with a stick, and let this shrewd guy climb to the top. Even if he has no ill will towards the organization, he will probably become a nightmare for some people.

Belmode glanced at the culprit who caused her embarrassing state, but couldn't help but smile at the corner of her mouth, waved the photo in her hand, and turned away.

Tang Ze sat in his original position and slowly finished his lunch. The ease on his face disappeared during the chewing.

If everything is as he guessed, then the problem becomes very serious.

As Tang Ze's previous analogy, before mocking the zoo's fantasy, he should first look at Karasuma Renya. His obsession with drug A is not necessarily weaker than the zoo's obsession with Pandora. The human zoo has some magic of its own, but Karasuma Renya is a pure Muggle.

No matter how big the organization grows, no matter how powerful Karasuma Renya has, half a century ago, Karasuma Renya, who was dying and facing the threat of death, was just a more wealthy and more willing to die fragile patient compared to other old people. In the final analysis, he was just an ordinary mortal.

Why did he, who did not have special powers, believe so firmly that there was a drug in the world that could cure death, and why did he notice the special features of cognitive science at the first time and seize the freedom of Tang Ze and his wife without hesitation?

Looking at Karasuma Renya's life, as a rich man, he did have smooth sailing, but his wealth came from his family's legacy and the dividends of the times, not the result of his personal struggle or hard work. At least, his own strength played a small role in it.

So what is the most legendary part of his life?

It is this Western-style building that came from his mother's legacy, this Western-style building with an ambiguous riddle, hiding endless wealth and secrets.

Thinking of the scholars who were killed in the Western-style building, and the spire that flashed bright light in the black and white photos, Tang Ze narrowed his eyes.

What happened that night? What kind of result did that long night full of blood and secrets cause?

Perhaps only by seeing it with your own eyes can you figure out these questions.

"Invitation letter?" As soon as Tang Ze returned to the base, he heard such good news, "Did Nanatsuki Koshimizu bring it?"

"It was sent to Nanatsuki Koshimizu and Goro Akechi by name." Hoshikawa Teru, who was forced to accompany Nanatsuki Koshimizu to visit the base, slumped on the sofa and answered weakly, "She said you asked her to pay attention to this kind of thing, so she came to find me as soon as she got the news."

"I sent a pillow when I was sleepy..." Tang Ze muttered, and quickly opened the letter, "Then it seems that the secret about Karasuma Renya...huh?"

After seeing the handwriting on the letter clearly, Tang Ze's eyes twitched twice, and his originally relaxed expression instantly began to turn into speechless.

Please...collect_6Ⅰ9ⅠBookⅠBar (Six\\\\\\Nine\\\\\\Book\\\\\\Bar!)

"What Karasuma Renya, what secret?"

Miyano Akemi, who was very sensitive to this name, suddenly raised her head from the endless Arabic numerals, accounts, contracts and income and expenditure flows, and looked at Tang Ze with a sharp gaze.

"Did you get important information from Vermouth? Is that mansion really hiding something very important?" Zhu Fu Jingguang also couldn't sit still, and quickly came over, stretching his head to look at the invitation in his hand.

They have been looking for information about the Dusk Villa since they came back from the Blue Castle last time.

Whether it is the precious light in the photo or the letter left by the great grandfather of the Mamiya family, it means that the Dusk Villa is not that simple. Its significance must be more profound than simple wealth.

But perhaps for the same reason, this mansion has disappeared from the public eye for many years. With the death of the last descendant of the Karasuma family, Karasuma Renye, it has gradually faded out of history. It is like it has disappeared from the perspective of cognition. No matter how hard they try to follow the clues, they can never locate the exact location.

Hearing them mention this, everyone gathered around curiously.

"It's okay. It's a waste of joy." Tang Ze's voice became flat, "I said, there is no such good thing as pie in the sky."

Everyone who came to look at the invitation paused.

Although they didn't do anything, their eyes all turned to observe Tang Ze's expression.

Tang Ze didn't say anything harsh, but those who knew him could hear that his tone was actually very unhappy.

"It's also possible that there was originally a pie in the sky." Staring at the handwriting on it, Tang Ze curled his lips, "It's just that some idiot who was hit by the pie rushed out and slapped the falling pie away."

Hakuba Tan, Kaito Kidd, and even Koshimizu Nanatsuki as a bonus, with such good conditions, he should go to the Dusk Villa to read the bar, right?

Damn, what the hell is the detectives' requiem? Where is his Twilight Annex?

"What's the name of that psychopath? Don't let me find you. I'll go and get rid of you right now..."

"Hey, Karasawa, what's wrong with you... Hey, don't use the navigation here...! Coffee, coffee is involved!"

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"Huh? And you want to take those naughty kids with you?"

Mouri Kogoro, who had finished reading the transfer record happily, heard such bad news as soon as he looked up, and his expression was stunned.

Thinking of the noisy elementary school students and Conan who messed up his detective journey with these elementary school students, he instinctively wanted to refuse. He lowered his head to confirm the remittance amount, but he couldn't say no.

So much money, even including food and accommodation and round-trip travel expenses, and directly stated that if there are any problems with the trip, the other party can provide pick-up.

With this price, this sincerity, and such generous treatment, it is really hard to refuse...

"It is indeed a strange request." Mao Lilan, who was handling the letters in her father's mailbox, nodded. "If they just want us to bring Conan, it is not strange. Conan has been in the newspapers after his face-to-face encounters with Kid. He may be a little famous. However, the Junior Detective Team... is it so famous..."

She thought about it blankly for a while.

Well, if you think about it seriously, it seems that they are really famous...

Considering the child protection law, facing these children, reporters will not show the same aggressiveness as facing adult detectives, but a group of elementary school students cracked a case that adults could not solve. Such a big explosive point, of course, Tokyo reporters will not let it go.

So more or less, these children who took commissions in school and were just playing house at first, because they were involved in many incidents, they did have a certain degree of fame among nearby residents.

But that's all.

Why would a client who spent a huge amount of money to hire a detective specifically name an elementary school student? This is...

"Maybe it's some special, uh, tendency, for example, a rich man who can't have children and wants to see a child or something..."

"Hiss, it sounds like it's even more unacceptable to bring a child?"

Conan heard this discussion when he returned to the office, and looked at them blankly.