Phantom Thief of Heart!but conan

Chapter 122 Yes, is there more than one Phantom Thief of Heart problem?

"Ding-dong-"

After ringing the doorbell on tiptoe, Conan just stood firm when he saw a white-haired boy come out from the side garden, holding a watering can for flowers in his hand.

"I guessed that you were coming." Opening the courtyard door, Tang Ze casually placed the kettle on the railing beside the door, and let Conan, who was poking around, come in. "You want to ask me what's going on with Masami Hirota?"

The high-end residential area of ​​Mihua 2-chome covers a considerable area, just look at Kudo’s house and Dr. Ali’s house for details.

After Tang Ze bought this single house, there was no major construction work, and the original layout was generally maintained.

On the first floor alone, there are gymnasium, tea room, audio-visual room, etc. The area is quite considerable. As long as the greetings are made in advance, it will be quite difficult for Conan to meet Xing Chuanhui.

"Yes, after I told you yesterday, I seemed to see you following her... Is there any problem with Ms. Hirota Masami? Is there something special about her?" I didn't feel embarrassed to call directly, but I didn't get a reply after sending an email. The day ended It's because of Conan's suffocation. At this moment, people are blocked, and the questions come out one after another, "You let me pay attention to her, but I may not be able to help with such things as finding relatives. Uncle Maori is better at it..."

Tang Ze led Conan all the way into the side room on the first floor: "I happened to be doing some related investigations, and I realized it when I saw the follow-up email you sent."

This is the entertainment room arranged by the previous owner, and Tang Ze decently converted it into a place similar to a command center.

Standing in front of the room that had been prepared for a long time, Tang Ze smiled and pushed open the door.

Following his movements, Conan couldn't help but widen his eyes, almost exclaiming "Wow".

This room is so well decorated, it is a scene restored from criminal investigation film and television works.

Three large whiteboards are hung on the front wall. The whiteboard in the middle draws a map of Tokyo. Pushpins are connected by red lines. Clippings, photos, and other materials are marked on different locations and connecting lines in turn... One piece of physical evidence Witnesses are intuitively connected in series, as if weaving a huge network with Tokyo as the center, and every movement on each thread will be captured by these red threads one by one.

The order is clear, and there are sparks of thinking everywhere. Standing here, it seems that the speed of the brain has become faster.

Not a single detective!Can reject such a combat center!

"Amazing!" Conan's eyes were shining brightly, "Are you investigating the organization's affairs?"

While talking, Conan couldn't help but twist his fingers, he really wanted to take a photo with his phone and send it to his dad to show off.

But considering that these are the joker's information after all, letting him come in and take a look at it is already a trust in him, and taking pictures is a bit of a stretch. He managed to control the itching of his hands, so he could only sigh regretfully and give up.

This is so handsome, so detective, a phantom thief's intelligence room, what are you doing with such a detective!
After observing his envious reaction for a while, Tang Ze nodded in satisfaction, then grabbed a laser pointer and pointed at one of the photos: "The investigation organization is one aspect, I have been collecting information on various criminal incidents... Take a look at this photo. This person is 'Kenzo Hirota' whom Masami Hirota is looking for, right?"

The arrangement here is not entirely used by Tang Ze to bluff people - of course, there is no denying that Tang Ze has intentional factors in this scene.

In the past, he often did investigations, asking about small cases that need to be dealt with in the Impression Space, recalling the plot information that he could recall, investigating the structural details of the organization on the spot, etc... Whether it is from the perspective of the real world or the cognitive world , so much information he got needs to be sorted out and archived.

When I was alone, I could solve the problem with a piece of paper and a pen, but now that Tang Ze also has teammates, the need to share information naturally arises.

It was also at this time that Tang Ze came up with the idea of ​​crying out for the detective next door, almost like making a handbook, and carefully began to plan and organize.

This war room was born.

Conan's gaze followed the red dot made by the laser pointer, and landed on the photo Tang Ze was pointing at.

"Yes, that's the man."

"Then this case is related to the organization, little detective." Conan was slightly surprised by the joker's assertion.

He turned around and saw joker pulled out a photo of Masami Hirota from the table and pinned it next to the photo of Kenzo Hirota. It is not difficult to see that this is a side profile captured behind her, maybe it is It was taken yesterday when joker was following her.

"Kenzo Hirota is not his real name. I don't know what his real name is for now." Following the red line, Tang Ze's laser pointer landed on a newspaper on the other side. Serious injury report, "I found him when I was investigating a small gangster. He used to be a taxi driver. He was disqualified from operating a taxi because of drunk driving. After that, he became addicted to gambling, so he became a debt slave of this gangster. However Recently, he suddenly started to use the pseudonym of 'Hirota Kenzo', frequently interacting with this gangster, going to and from the racecourse, and it seems that his money has become richer. Originally, my collection should stop here, but I found..."

The red dots made by the laser pointer quickly slid across the whiteboard with the movement of his fingers, pointing out the image of a strange strong man with tattooed arms. It was very blurry, but he could vaguely see that the person standing opposite him was wearing a black suit. The windbreaker, the long silver hair fluttering behind the clothes.

"This gang, for some reason, had an intersection with the organization."

"Gin..." Conan's eyes suddenly sharpened.

After pressing the switch of the laser pointer, the red dot on the group photo disappeared. Tang Ze pulled an office chair and sat down. With the whiteboard marker in his hand, he wrote Masami Hirota's name in the blank space.

After talking about the possible path to deduce the case and the organization from a positive perspective, Tang Ze finally got to the point. He drew a horizontal line under the name.

"This is also a pseudonym, don't ask me how I know it." Putting on the cap of the whiteboard pen, Tang Ze first suppressed the possibility of Conan's questioning, "Since she is related to Hirota Kenzo, this case will not be that simple. Find Kenzo Hirota as soon as possible, even if it is for Ms. Masami Hirota, getting involved with the organization will not have a good ending."

Aside from the spoiler part, the real ability of joker is to identify pseudonyms. The principle is very simple, just write it in the navigation app.

If you don’t know the name, you can’t change your mind. It’s like you write down a person’s name on a certain note, and if he’s still alive a minute later, you can conclude that it’s a pseudonym. The judgment is simple and rude.

Conan looked at the name, and was a little bit reluctant, looking at this cool war room with fiery eyes.

The whiteboard is full of clues, various characters are drawn, the table is full of collected materials, two or three office chairs, it seems that people involved in the case can be seen standing or standing in the room, arguing fiercely, Or mutual recognition and inspiration, the air exudes the taste of wisdom collision.

This is what his ideal detective office should look like, the kind of office in Uncle Maori's house with beer bottles rolling all over the floor...

Um?Wait a moment.

"Oh, so..." Conan reacted belatedly, and looked at the joker who was sitting on the office chair and began to spin his pen, "This room... is for you to discuss and exchange information with others. Not only you One person, do you have other, uh, regiment members?"

The multiple desks, chairs and pens, as well as the documents divided into different stacks, all proved that joker was not the only one using this war room.

That's right, his notice letters have always been signed "Phantom Thieves of the Heart", and the words are also plural pronouns such as "we" and "we"...

"Yeah, what's the matter, is there any problem with more than one member of the Phantom Thieves of the Heart?" The leader of the phantom thieves, who had only one member in total, still bumped into each other halfway, and it was the volunteer who took the bait proudly puffed out his chest, very proud He declared, "I've said it all, we are the Phantom Thieves of Heart!"

Xing Chuanhui, the only member who took the bait and stood upstairs to eavesdrop: "..."

(End of this chapter)