Phantom Thief of Heart!but conan

Chapter 213 How to fix all three vests this time

"Wait a minute, Conan!" After chasing tens of meters with her arms swinging, Ayumi finally caught up with Conan, "The counterfeit money you just mentioned is..."

"Shh." He raised his finger to signal them to be silent, Conan leaned against the corner, poked his head out to look at the tall and thin man's back, and explained in a low voice: "He used thousand yuan bills to buy cheap cigarettes in the store." , just to let the clerk give him change, otherwise wouldn’t it be more convenient to use the vending machine at the door? The banknotes in his hand can fool the eyes of humans, but not the machines.”

"But, what does this have to do with the disappearance case?" Yuan Tai scratched his head blankly.

"It has a lot to do with it. Do you still remember the paintings you saw in the missing person's room?"

"Natsume Soseki." Haibara Ai, who came late, approached them and took Conan's words, "There is a portrait of Natsume Soseki copied in his room."

"Ah, yes, the portrait on the thousand-yen banknote is Natsume Soseki." Tsuburaya Mitsuhiko suddenly realized.

"That's right, it's possible that someone took his painting talent away and forced him to make counterfeit banknotes." Conan nodded very confidently, "In this kind of business, they are all in black clothes. My body has changed... um!"

Haibara took a step forward, slapped Conan mercilessly on the mouth, slapped him with a deep expression on his face, and hit the wall next to him.

"Hiss..." After recovering from his thoughts, he who was about to protest received Hui Yuan Ai's death stare, and obediently shut his mouth.

Hui Yuanai silently rolled his eyes.

This guy who doesn't even know the door at all, almost talking nonsense in front of the children...

You say he is stupid, his brain is spinning really fast, you say he is smart, his brain is spinning so fast that he doesn't realize that he shouldn't say it, that's...

Conan touched his face that was hurt by the rough texture of the wall, and looked at the three students with strange expressions.

A group of ordinary elementary school students are still here, and it is really impossible to let them have anything to do with such a dangerous thing.

But I just blurted it out and told them about the thousand-yuan bill, so it was not so easy to get rid of it.

Conan rolled his eyes, and reached out to touch the transmitter on the button on his chest.

Why don't you stick this on the man first, he will find a way to get rid of a few children before finding the man...

Seeing his eyeballs rolling wildly, looking like he was thinking about something, Hui Yuanai shook his head, touched the cell phone in his pocket, and finally calmed down a little.

Since Tang Ze will come over soon, the problem should be solved easily...

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Tang Ze, who was running around in another world with Akechi Goro's Xing Chuanhui, heard the ringing of the mobile phone, took out the mobile phone and glanced at it, and raised his eyebrows amusedly.

"Oh, this classmate, have you finally stopped fighting alone?" Tang Ze twitched his lips.

It may be that the previous two experiences have slightly changed Conan's mind, or it may be that after Haibara Ai appeared, Conan had a sense of crisis that the organization was really difficult to deal with. Although the news is still uncertain this time, he has already sent an email on his own initiative. .

[When I was investigating a disappearance case, I came into contact with a group that was suspected to be related to the organization.

They should have kidnapped the missing person and forced him to forge banknotes for him. I suspect that they have some connection with the organization.

Do you want to see joker?I will tell you the exact location. 】

Realizing that there was more than one person on the opposite side, Conan didn't want to go to the meeting alone.

Even though his body was running fast, Tang Ze's reply was also very fast.

[Why do you think so?

The organization does have ties to some gangsters and violent gangs, but it's all hidden and not so easy to spot.

Tell me why you doubt them. 】

If he can reply to his email in time, it seems that joker is free at this time.

Conan was refreshed, and while walking into the subway gate, he moved his thin and short fingers quickly.

[The relatives of the missing person described that he may have been taken away by a group of men and women dressed in black. 】

When Conan described it, he was actually somewhat sure.

Black clothes, counterfeit currency on a large scale, and the ability to threaten violence... This is nothing like a group of ordinary criminals.

【...Is this the reason? 】

Tang Ze closed his eyes, and began to feel desperate for himself who seriously asked him.

Although in the original work, Conan is this brain circuit, but seeing his answer without hesitation, he was still a little out of breath, and had to readjust his movements to maintain his breathing rate.

【Why not? 】

Conan confidently typed this rhetorical question.

Unlike Hui Yuan Ai, he has a very sensitive sense of the organization. His main method of finding people is luck, and then relying on deception... But doesn't he also get a lot of information?
The defected members who took the initiative to defect to him all live in Dr. Ali's house, right next door to joker!
[Is there a possibility that black is a very common color to wear?
Take this as a reason to be suspicious, and you will look like a terrorist to everyone on the street in the future. 】

Tang Ze chose to use a tactful method to answer his overly taken-for-granted reason.

If terrorists can be so easily identified, then the organization is nothing to be afraid of.

【Hey, you gave me the information that they like to wear black clothes! 】

After reading it carefully, he always thought that what joker said was not very friendly, so Conan quickly protested.

Without the last words left to him by Akemi Miyano, about the black clothes, Tang Ze told Conan through the mouth of a joker.

Now the joker is mocking him for being sensitive when he sees black clothes?
[They love to wear black clothes, and they are the ones who love to wear black clothes. These are two different meanings, right?

Don't blame your nervousness on me. 】

Tang Ze flicked the hook lock, jumped across the gap between the buildings, fell to the opposite roof, and landed unscathed.

Being dragged by his arm, Xing Chuanhui had given up struggling and resigned himself to his fate to follow his unreliable regiment leader, running out of breath.

"Run slower—" Jumping over an obstacle again, he shouted loudly to Tang Ze who was looking down at his phone.

"Hey..." Tang Ze lowered his phone, focused on his way, cast a sympathetic look on Xing Chuanhui, who was out of breath, and began to say mercilessly, "I won't show up with you in a while. I'll give you a few tasks, act well, Xingchuan."

Xing Chuanhui, who was half dead from exhaustion, really wanted to close his eyes and act badly, but seeing Tang Ze's expression, he reluctantly accepted the words: "What are you going to do?"

Showing Xing Chuanhui the last email exchange record in his hand, Tang Ze said half sympathetically, half gloatingly: "There is no way, I have to run this time."

There are only two or three short lines of text on the screen.

[I've been talking for a long time, so are you coming or not, joker?

It might really have something to do with the organization, even if my idea is just speculation, but what if...,

Even if you guess wrong, at least you can save a victim who is controlled by a criminal gang, can't you? 】

【Okay, I understand, come on, here we go...】

　So sleepy, I feel like my brain is floating outwards...

　　Sleep for a while, wake up in the middle of the night and continue [Close eyes]

　　
　
(End of this chapter)