Phantom Thief of Heart!but conan

Chapter 739: Jinpei Matsuda's fleeting childhood (?)

"Good morning Mr. Morobushi."

"morning……"

When he sat up from the bed, Zhu Fu Jingguang pressed his aching temple and answered Noah's greeting in a hoarse voice.

It took him a while to slowly realize where his condition came from.

In order to obtain enough information from Jotaro Matsuda, he took advantage of the situation and got drunk yesterday.

The nature of his job requires him to always stay awake and determined. Even Zhu Fujingguang, who has done a lot of targeted training, is actually quite unfamiliar with this state.

Indulgence like this may be just a way for others to relax when they are in a bad mood, but it is fatal to them.

After rubbing his throbbing forehead again, Zhu Fu Jingguang stood up and asked Noah, who was working hard as a smart butler, pulling the curtains and turning on electrical appliances for him: "You guys worked really hard yesterday. Have you collected all the information about Matsuda?"

The reason he made this choice was not only because he saw the condition of Matsuda's father and couldn't help but imagine what his brother had been like in the past few years, which made him depressed and wanted to numb himself temporarily with alcohol, but also because he clearly knew that his teammates were watching over him.

Although Zero was the main reason for him to return to this world, his current teammates also attach great importance to his existence.

If he had previously felt that such an unfamiliar experience lacked a sense of reality, after actually experiencing how to collect information about the deceased, Zhu Fu Jingguang had some realization in his heart.

They must know me better than I know Matsuda now. He was brought back to this world by a group of people who were persistent and trying to catch every grain of sand that was slipping away between the worlds.

Zhu Fu Jingguang, who had never felt the meaning of the words "solid backing", was deeply moved at this moment.

If the police had provided him with the same resources back then, and didn't even need so much support, and if they had been able to be open and honest, and give him enough trust and the determination to protect him, why would they have to go through so much trouble now...

"We have collected all the information." Noah's voice came from the phone on the bedside. He looked energetic and seemed very happy. "Leader thinks the information we got is very valuable. He is waiting for you downstairs!"

"Hey, isn't he going to school today?" Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was hurriedly changing his clothes, stopped in surprise.

Karasawa, who was regarded as prey by the Karasawa Ichikawa imitator named Kiharakawa, has turned his attention to Kiharakawa, who thinks of himself as a hunter, and is patiently circling around him like a spider weaving a web.

So these days, Tang Ze had no intention of asking Xingchuan Hui to play himself again. He went to Teitan to study and prepared to disguise himself.

"Ah, he said that the basic arrangements for the first phase are complete, so he asked for leave today." Noah answered briskly, "He has good news to tell you, so hurry up and pack up, Mr. Morobushi."

"Phase one? Is there such a setting? Has he prepared different phases of tasks?"

"For details, you should ask the leader himself. I can't figure out what's going on in his mind."

Curious about Karasawa's plan, and knowing that Karasawa was also busy dealing with intelligence issues about Matsuda Jinpei yesterday, Morobushi Kagemitsu quickened the pace of changing his clothes.

Miwako Sato and the other police officers from the First Investigation Division at that time met a Matsuda who was not even familiar to them. Naturally, he was very concerned about the information collected by Karasawa.

So when Zhu Fujingguang walked downstairs and entered the operations room, he heard shocking news.

"Is it almost ready?!" Zhu Fujing's hands trembled, and he almost failed to catch the cup that Noah handed to him, and almost broke it.

"Yeah, isn't that normal?" Tang Ze looked back with a matter-of-fact look, "I've already said that your information is the most difficult to collect. It took me a lot of effort."

Jinpei Matsuda was a police officer who died on the front line. His identity was public and transparent. He had received commendations and had a memorial service. Even the police station’s memorial services included his photo.

It is much easier to collect the work records of such a hard-working and meritorious police officer than to find the life story of Zhu Fu Jingguang.

This is also the reason why Karasawa not only brought Sato Miwako yesterday, but also tactfully invited a group of police officers from the First Investigation Section to drink together through Maori Kogoro.

As long as Sato Miwako lets down her guard and opens her mouth, the rest of the information about Matsuda Jinpei will naturally be filled in by other police officers.

"If there is really a difficult part, it may be that we need to remove too many flattering words and restore the original appearance of the incident itself." Tang Ze shrugged, adjusted the position of the cat in his arms that was lying on its belly and letting him comb its fur, and handed a piece of information to Zhu Fu Jingguang.

The full picture of Jinpei Matsuda's action state is restored by Conan, the world's top detective.

Anyway, the person has been brought here, so it is reasonable for Tang Ze to recruit a coolie to do his brain work for him!
Zhu Fujingguang took the record dictated by Conan and transcribed by Noah, and read the words on the paper blankly, feeling a little subtle and complicated.

Zhu Fujingguang never had the opportunity to experience this kind of wonderful relationship between colleagues in the police station.

Criminal police are a very strange group. On the one hand, considering the content of their work, they have to be the most suspicious people in the world and question every aspect of the suspect as much as possible in order to have a possibility of solving the case. On the other hand, the training and working mode that is closer to the military has destined the police to be a collectivist group. They seem to have a natural liking for other police officers in the same camp and simply and naively trust the police badge itself.

It’s a good working environment, but Zhu Fujing is just a public security officer.

Since he was an intelligence worker who needed to keep secrets, to this day, even his brother has not received the exact notice that he had died in the line of duty. He only guessed some of the truth through the relics sent by Furuya Rei.

He was originally exposed because of a traitor in the logistics department. He and his superior actually lacked trust. After his sacrifice, the only person who could prepare flattering words for him, remember and praise his achievements was his childhood friend Furuya Rei.

...I really don’t know whether it is a good thing or a bad thing.

"He hasn't been in the Investigation Division for long. It is said that he has a strange personality and is not on good terms with his previous department, so he was transferred here... I think this is just a superficial reason. Matsuda is actually quite good at getting close to people, and at most he can't get along with old-fashioned people. He was probably transferred here for that case."

——A police officer who was transferred to another position because of a special case. He has a relatively independent personality and a striking appearance. His style of doing things is not that conventional. "He was assigned to Sato at the time. We were all pissed off. Well, it wasn't for any other reason. It was just that his attitude was, uh, not very easygoing when we met. I've seen such police officers in the past. It's hard for them to bear the pressure of a class. So I thought he probably wouldn't stay long and had some prejudice against him. Well, later..."

——He is arrogant and refuses to fit in with others. He has no sense of belonging to the Investigation Division. His last job was probably unrelated to investigating violent cases.

"Others always have strange misunderstandings about him because of his past, thinking that he would avoid talking about the case seven years ago or something. I think Officer Matsuda has digested it very well, and it has not affected his work status. Speaking of which, at the beginning, the team didn't like his style of taking things for granted, and he always used some methods that violated the scene rules to solve the case, but now I understand him. He should have just decided to come to the Investigation Section for a period of time because the date was approaching and he had a hunch that the case would happen again..."

——He had a good friend who died 7 years ago, and he was still upset about it. He didn't really take the work of a criminal policeman seriously, or at least, he didn't think about it at the time. He is an excellent policeman, but his style of doing things probably doesn't match that of a criminal policeman.

"It turned out that everything happened exactly as he expected."

……

"I didn't expect the situation to change so suddenly. I think he must have anticipated the criminal's malice and evil intentions, but he still rushed to the scene without hesitation. I could only hurry up and follow him. Then..."

……

"He's... a fool who has to maintain a sense of humor in strange places."

——He and his friend were killed by the same criminal three years ago. He was a good policeman.

[Speaking of which, it seems that Officer Sato's emotions are particularly unstable. Look at Officer Takagi's. But I roughly understand that he is the kind of person whose original evaluation and emotions towards him were not exaggerated, but with the death of the other party, all memories are sublimated into nostalgia, and he can't forget the character...]

Below this line of annotation, Tang Ze wrote in flying handwriting: "Noah, don't bring any private information when you take notes."

"This is the power of death, Senior Jingguang." Tang Ze, who was stroking the cat's belly, did not look up, but he could imagine the complicated expression on Zhufu Jingguang's face at the moment, "Even if he is brought back to life, the scars caused will not disappear. Although many people like to use words like the dead are gone and the living need to keep going to motivate the living, these pains themselves are indeed proof that the dead once existed... It's contradictory, right?"

Tang Ze looked very peaceful and calm as he said this, stroking the Siamese cat's short and smooth fur that was as thin as silk.

He himself is a police officer who performs special tasks and cannot disclose any information even if he dies, just like Zhu Fu Jingguang.

And because of the pain he experienced when he retired, his life was destined to be shorter than that of an ordinary person. Most of the people who were still around him and remembered him were destined to watch him walk towards death without looking back.

Tang Ze, who has spent six years accepting this fact bit by bit, has now calmed down. He even jokingly suggested that he hopes to prepare the eulogy for his own memorial service and not write something too corny.

After all, Karasawa really does not have any immediate family members, and because he did not graduate normally, he does not have the troubles like Furuya Rei and Morobushi Kagemitsu. After his death, his photos can be made public.

However, the cemetery should still be well hidden to prevent some desperate people from coming and disrespecting the deceased.

"Matsuda..." After reading the document in his hand, Zhu Fujingguang sat down at the table in a daze, feeling very complicated.

When the case that resulted in the death of Kenji Hagiwara occurred seven years ago, Jinpei Matsuda was one of the front-line workers involved in the bomb disposal.

At that time, he and Zero had been intensively involved in special training. Their original identity information was being processed and discarded bit by bit. They had no way of contacting the outside world. They could neither learn the news in time nor provide any help to the grieving Jinpei Matsuda.

Kenji Hagiwara was a close friend of Jinpei Matsuda who grew up with him. He meant a lot to him, and the weight of this sacrifice might be heavier for him than that of any of his colleagues.

Matsuda survived the most difficult years almost alone, and then began a four-year pursuit to investigate the criminal. In the end...

"It's okay. If you have anything to say, you can wait until he wakes up." Tang Ze interrupted Zhu Fu Jingguang's depressed mood with a smile and reminded him, "Mr. Matsuda won't be able to sleep for long. Cherish his childhood state. There are only a few days left."

Zhu Fu Jingguang, whose emotions were interrupted by Tang Ze's words: "..."

Tang Ze patted the cat that had gained a lot of weight and put it on the table.

Zhu Fu Jingguang raised his head and looked into the cat's eyes, which were also blue.

"It is at this time that it is his turn to be hatched by the world... Perhaps he has also sensed that the criminal will show up again and is very anxious." Tang Ze patted the cat's warm and soft body, but his voice became cold. "If he is conscious now, he will definitely climb out of hell at all costs to teach this evil scum a severe lesson."

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Due to the Phantom Thieves' intensive information gathering, not only the drunken Morobushi Kagemitsu, but all of Matsuda Jinpei's associates had a hard time these past two days.

The same is true for Rei Furutani, who remains at his post and faithfully performs his duties.

So when he walked into the consulting room, he didn't spend any effort to package himself, and naturally revealed the same expression of coldness, disgust, and even impatience as when he faced Kyosuke Fuuto.

"Kiharagawa...psychologist, right?" After putting the business card in his bag, Amuro revealed a smile that couldn't be more fake. "I'm Tang Ze Zhao's current guardian. He came to me after returning to his residence yesterday and said that you have something to discuss with me. Can you hurry up and explain it? I'm sorry, I'm very busy with my work now, so I may not be able to spare much time to have any psychological conversations with you about teenagers."

He stared straight at Kiharakawa's black curly hair and the black-framed glasses on his nose, and the sweet fake smile on his face became a little more disgusting.

He now fully understood the reason for Tang Ze's gloomy tone. He could hardly control himself and had to show his Bourbon face and face the man in front of him with malice.

Kiharakawa pushed up his glasses - the same way he pushed the frames up with his knuckles, raised his head and glanced at Amuro Toru strangely, then slowly wrote the first sentence on the paper.

【Bipolar disorder with extreme mood (suspected).】

(End of this chapter)