Phantom Thief of Heart!but conan

Chapter 217 Pengci, This is Pengci (77 more)

"'Silver Fox'?" Seeing that the Mumu Police Department had arrested all the gangsters who had rolled all over the place, Conan was helpless, "It turned out to be just a group of habitual criminals who made counterfeit money."

"What are you lamenting about Kudo?" Haibara Ai, who was standing beside him, shook his head, "If they are really members of the organization, as soon as today's incident happens, children, and your friend named joker , but things will happen.”

"That's what you said." Conan sighed, watching the woman whose hat was taken off show an ordinary and mean face, "It's a good thing."

However, I really can't see that this aunt is still a murderer who dares to kill.

I don't know what happened to joker's injury.

He saw the first shot in the shoulder, but when he was shot again later, he couldn't judge the location of the shot.

If this hits some troublesome position...or else I'll go home later and go see him...

"You are very courageous," Mumu Police Department said angrily as he put handcuffs on the woman's wrists, "You dare to shoot at children. This time you violated the gun control law and injured people... …although the victim ran away on his own, you are definitely going to be in jail for a few years.”

The woman writhed angrily when she heard this, and argued, "But! I just want to scare them! We just want to make counterfeit banknotes, but we don't want to risk our lives! God knows why that guy, why was he shot? !"

"Huh?" Conan, who was worried, couldn't help making a questioning voice when he heard this sentence.

"I avoided his direction on purpose, but he still...! Police officer, this is Pengci, this is Pengci!" The woman was still yelling relentlessly.

"Okay, don't quibble, if you have any questions, go in and talk to the prosecutor, see if the prosecutor believes it or not." Taking her words as nonsense, the Mumu Police Department unceremoniously twisted her arm, and put the handcuffs on again. He tightened his grip a little, and motioned to the police officers on the left and right to clamp her down and take her down.

Conan rubbed his chin, thoughtfully, and then looked at the remaining blood in the office.

Well, this shot is not easy to judge. He is not too sure about the original location of Ayumi, and he doesn't know whether it is true that the woman said that she did not intend to hit her.

This shot, uh... is a bit crooked, but it can barely be counted on the way forward...

But the last gun, this one is a bit...?
The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. Conan quietly took out his phone and sent an email to joker.

【Is your injury okay?
The woman who shot said she didn't intend to hurt anyone, you shouldn't have been shot.

I took a look at the situation at the scene, it seems... indeed...]

Climbing along the window into the next room, Tang Ze, who quickly completed the change of clothes, saw the news as soon as he took out his mobile phone that was adjusted to silent, and couldn't help but smile knowingly.

Sure enough, it is easy to deceive others, but Conan should not be able to deceive them.

【Bingo, I've said it all, it's fine.

I prepared fake blood ahead of time, no real injuries.

I mainly want to remind those brats that running to dangerous places indiscriminately will implicate others and even involve their lives.

It's better not to wait until things are really irreparable to understand this truth. 】

In order not to turn around, Conan ran to his house and found that he didn't even have a cut on his body. Tang Ze insisted that it was not real, it was a stunt.

"Those kids said, you were shot three times." Xing Chuanhui walked in the door and looked up, and saw Tang Ze, who had been cut into a wise form, sitting at the table and pressing his mobile phone. He felt relieved and asked while tying up his hair, " Although I feel like you are definitely fine, let’s make sure that you are not injured, right?”

"That's for sure." Tang Ze put away his phone, watched Xing Chuanhui take off his sensible coat, tore off his striped tie, stretched out his hand, pulled his neck, and snorted, "Did you have fun beating me just now? I saw you emptied a magazine without blinking an eye."

"Anyway, you're fine if you get shot in the front of the heart, even if it hits you, hiss, let go, you can't breathe, let go!"

[Just for this reason?
Is that fake blood on the ground?Why doesn't it feel like it?

Forget it, in short, you are fine.

There are traces on the scene, do you need my help to deal with it? 】

Conan sent the email hesitantly, while waiting for the other party to reply, while looking at the blood on the ground, heaven and man were at war.

Akechi Goro went to the upstairs room to check first, but he hasn't come to check here yet.

After all, the real stronghold of "Silver Fox" is upstairs, and surveillance cameras are only installed on this floor.

Speaking of it, it's no wonder that there are people squatting on the stairs. He ran in the door and Yuantai and the others entered the office. The whole process was under the surveillance of the other party. Thinking about it, I was really scared.

He remembered that Akechi Goro was a detective who was very good at scene reconstruction techniques, especially in the analysis of blood traces. He had the precise judgment as if he was at the scene and watched everything happen.

Such clumsy bloodstains - the joker said it was fake blood, but no matter how it looks and smells, it looks like human blood - surely it cannot escape the wise eyes, right?

【Wow, a detective who represents justice, does this mean to help outlaws cover their tracks?
Very touched, thank you very much. 】

【Don't make such a hypocritical tone.When things here are over, I'll go find you. 】

This is not at ease.

Those guys on the red side have a bit too much conscience.

Sighing secretly, putting on a sensible business smile, Tang Ze walked into the noisy office.

"Thanks for your hard work." After greeting the police officers who are busy collecting evidence, Tang Ze slowly began to plagiarize other people's homework, "They did create a kidnapping case, and I found a lot of physical evidence, which has been handed over to the trace inspection for collection. The evidence was obtained. The one with the plaster cast should be the pattern maker in their team. I am afraid that because of an accidental injury, he could not complete the drawing, so there are so many Fukuzawa Yukichi who is missing a left eye. Therefore, they I found a young man who was good at copying at the painting exhibition, kidnapped him here, and threatened him to assist in the forgery."

"Well, it seems that what these children said is the truth." Mu Mu Shisan nodded again and again, and looked back at the children sitting behind who were being questioned.

Ayumi was still crying, and her voice was trembling. Genta and Mitsuhiko also looked like they had cried a lot, sitting there with red eye circles.

Well, it seems that the initial effect is okay...

Nodding his head, he went on to say: "There are not only special paints, but also magnetic iron powder and other items beside the photocopier. I guess they intend to make a batch of counterfeit banknotes that can deceive the banknote detector, and then take them to quickly A large amount of consumption is exchanged for equivalents, and when things come to light, they will have fled long ago. So..."

Just as he was about to draw conclusions, saying that they really didn't plan to hurt anyone, they were just running to make money by making fakes, Tang Ze's gaze flicked down.

...I saw the bloodstains that had obviously been scratched by someone with the soles of the shoes, and had become a paste, and the original state could not be distinguished at all.

Tang Ze: "..."

Effort destroyed, but not much.

Conan, you are such a big and famous detective, do you rely on this primitive method to destroy traces?

If it was just your technology, Kumail would have been jailed and made fake wine!

　Alright, next is 3 new additions, and the unlucky reminder of the 15th update to encourage QAQ to work hard

　　
　
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