Phantom Thief of Heart!but conan

Chapter 745: The Noisy Matsuda Jinpei

"There's a fully armed man in the E-zone stands... How ridiculous! Why would someone wear a cloak to watch a game?"

"...Maybe he has some special dressing needs." Conan was speechless for a moment, and quickly asked the key point, "Don't act rashly. After confirming that he has no special circumstances, take a photo and email it to me."

Huibara Ai, who was walking beside him, took out her cell phone which had a new message on it. She was silent for a few seconds when she saw the sender.

Before Conan noticed her abnormality, Haibara Ai quickly switched to the contact list and changed the other party's name from Hoshikawa Teru to Karasawa. Without disturbing Conan who was communicating with several other children through the detective badge, she turned on the screen for him.

Although she didn't know why Tang Ze suddenly switched places with someone else, what she should do now is to cover up this fact in time.

Conan raised his eyes and saw that the email presented by Haibara Ai clearly and concisely rejected several camera positions on the east stand that were locked on the coach's seat and the player's entrance and exit. There was also a line "The exit of Gate 18, the location of the ransom demanded by the kidnappers". He nodded to indicate that he saw it.

"I also noticed a guy wearing headphones, a hat and sunglasses. He was wearing very thick clothes and kept looking at his watch!" Kojima Motota's excited voice came from inside.

"Don't get excited yet. Is he sitting in the front row or something like that?" Conan asked further.

"Standing by the exit, looking like he's looking for someone."

Standing in one place without moving at all? That might be something that an observer would do more than a shooter.

Thinking of another possibility, Conan cautiously asked: "Come closer and take a look."

Kojima Genta responded and there was silence for a while. Then his disappointed voice came out: "What? It's Officer Takagi."

Conan raised his eyebrows not too strangely.

Sure enough, the plainclothes team arranged by the police had also mixed in with the crowd, also trying to cover their tracks and not arouse the suspicion of the criminals.

After one option was eliminated in the communication, the three children breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that facing the potential gunman, the three young detectives, who could only rely on themselves, said that there was no problem, but they were still a little nervous inside.

"You, you were the one who mistook Officer Takagi, who was wearing a raincoat, for the murderer last time..."

"Yes, Yuantai, do you have any opinion about him?"

"He, he is quite suspicious..."

While the three of them were joking around, Conan used the magnifying power of his glasses to quietly glance at the surveillance window of the photographer in front of him, shook his head at Huibara Ai, walked through the noisy crowd, and headed for the next location.

"It can be rotated using mechanical equipment, but the height of this camera is locked, so it cannot capture the first row of the stands." Conan gave his own reasons.

"Well, position 7 is ruled out." Haibara Ai synchronized the results to Hoshikawa Teru and sent him this information.

"There are twelve minutes left until halftime." Conan checked the time on his watch and whispered, "You three have twelve minutes to identify the suspect. Hurry up."

"Okay!" Three people responded loudly from the badge, and the chattering channel finally quieted down.

"We have to hurry up, as there are only four most likely camera positions left." Conan pulled Huihara Ai's arm, passed through the audience who were screaming loudly because of a wonderful long pass, secretly stood on tiptoe, and began to pay attention to the situation of the photographer in front, "Actually, I think the gunman's side may be safer."

"What do you think?"

"They kidnapped more than 5000 people and only asked for a ransom of million yen. Such a painless extortion is very unreasonable considering their style of doing things." Conan tried to confirm that the cameraman's shot also stayed within the stadium and the camera was fixed stable enough. He shook his head and said, "They actually know very well that the TV station will contact the police no matter what. Otherwise, the TV station cannot be responsible for the safety of so many people."

It is not difficult to maintain the success of the threat by carrying out an attack with impunity using only a pistol and relying on the deterrent effect of random killings.

This "ransom exchange during halftime" is more like the criminals' halftime break than the team's halftime break.

All they need to do is pick up the ransom and then make sure that the other criminal who is still in the venue is also armed with a gun. Then the police will never dare to deal with the person who goes to collect the ransom at will, and they may let the other party get away with it.

Therefore, the current "gunman" has most likely handed over or destroyed his pistol, and Ayumi and the others are facing the one who is unlikely to be armed with a gun.

"...I suddenly understand that feeling, Haibara." Conan suddenly said emotionally, not knowing what he was thinking of.

"What kind of feeling? The feeling of racing against time to rescue someone from the criminals, racking your brains to try to rescue someone?" Huibara tilted her head in admiration, her eyes glancing at the camera position five or six meters away from them.

According to her impression of Hoshikawa Teru, the most suspicious one would definitely be written at the very beginning.

So, this No. 13 seat...

"That's about right." Conan sighed. "Although this is not the first time I've encountered an emergency, it's still a bit stressful to think that the hostages are the entire stadium's spectators and players."

What he remembered was the description of their former colleague who had died by Miwako Sato when they had a meal together with the members of the First Investigation Section who had just finished get off work.

Due to the criminal's malicious design, the police officer with excellent bomb disposal skills had to sit more than ten meters above the ground, waiting for the explosion.

He clearly had the skills and ability to defuse a bomb, not to mention that the bomb in front of him came from the hands of a bomber whose structure he had studied carefully for four years and knew by heart. This was his best chance to seek justice for his fallen friend.

This was a complete humiliation and mockery. His mood at that time must have been more complicated than it is now.

"Camera No. 13 is right there..." Haibara Ai knew very well what Conan was sighing about, and remembered that a part of her laboratory had been occupied again, so she reminded him at the right time and changed the subject.

Conan followed his instructions and looked at the people in front of him, frowning.

The photographer is not in position...

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The person Conan was thinking of seemed to sense that he was being thought of. His brows were furrowed, and his eyelids and eyelashes of his tightly closed eyes kept trembling, as if he was eager to wake up.

"Is he okay like this?" Standing beside the lab table, looking down at the black-haired man lying on his back, Zhu Fu Jingguang, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly asked. He knew how he came back to this world, and he also knew that the goal of Tang Ze and the others' recent efforts was exactly what was happening in front of him.

However, seeing the sleeping Jinpei Matsuda appear before his eyes was still a huge shock to him, so much so that his fingertips were still trembling slightly.

"It's normal. In fact, it took you a while to wake up after you emerged from the eggshell." Tang Ze looked at Matsuda Jinpei, who was lying there crookedly in a black suit, and shook his head, "Shiho can't watch this surveillance video."

"...Is this what you feel?" Zhu Fujingguang couldn't help but glance sideways at Tang Ze who had a face full of emotion.

When he woke up, except for the disappearance of all the scars, all his clothes and even bloodstains were exactly the same as when he died. He also thought about the situation of other people.

The squad leader is still okay, but Matsuda and Hagiwara both died in the explosion.

If they really strictly adhered to the principle that the state they were in when they died was the same as the state they were resurrected in, then these two guys would probably have no clothes to wear.

Taking this into consideration, Zhu Fu Jingguang took a large blanket from the living room when he walked into the laboratory to avoid seeing any scenes that were inappropriate for children.

Who would have thought that the actual situation would be even more exaggerated than he had imagined.

"Then what else do you think?" Tang Ze folded up the sunglasses that had fallen to the side and put them in his suit pocket for Matsuda Jinpei. "Do you think I should comfort you by saying that it was a good thing you chose to shoot at that time, Senior Jingguang?"

Zhu Fujingguang thought this sentence was a bit awkward, but he couldn't refute it: "..."

He was trapped on the rooftop at the time. If he had not chosen to shoot through the phone without hesitation in order to destroy the data, but had chosen to jump down, God knows what kind of indescribable special effects would have been when he was resurrected.

Yes, this time Jinpei Matsuda's appearance was accompanied by sound and light effects.

Almost the next moment the two men rushed back to the base and walked into the laboratory, the eggshell that had been completely cracked shattered.

Just like a real explosion, the egg exploded directly on the experimental table, creating a cloud of smoke and fire. Tang Ze was so scared that he hurried forward to make sure that there was no damage to the surrounding instruments.

These were all the assets he had saved up bit by bit for his own drug store, Haibara Ai. There were also many ongoing experiments. If they were ruined by his own people, Haibara Ai would probably never agree to bring in eggs again.

After approaching the experimental table, Tang Ze immediately confirmed that the effect in front of him was a special effect without actual damage.

The smoke and dust that exploded suddenly shrank back inwards, and then a figure fell from mid-air and hit the metal laboratory table heavily.

When he first appeared, he was accompanied by pieces of cloth and other items that were still burning. The sharp-eyed Tang Ze could clearly see his body covered with carbonized wounds.

But when Zhu Fu Jingguang took two steps over, it was as if time was automatically going back. All the wounds on his body disappeared, and even his suit was restored to its intact state. The sunglasses on his face fell crookedly on the other side of the laboratory table.

It was as if Jinpei Matsuda himself had fallen from the explosion site three years ago and landed on the experimental table, making Morobushi Keimitsu unable to help but reach out to confirm that the other party had not knocked him unconscious.

Just by looking at his appearance, one can imagine what kind of appearance Hagiwara Kenji will appear in the future. It seems that Morobushi Keimitsu, who glows a little and then lies there peacefully, is a relatively quiet and gentle type.

Zhu Fu Jingguang could only comfort himself in this way.

"Then are we going to wait here for him to wake up? The game only lasts 90 minutes. According to the criminal's style, he should have attacked the police in the afternoon." Zhu Fujingguang sighed slightly after reaching out to confirm that the other party's heartbeat and pulse were stable.

If possible, he still hoped that Jinpei Matsuda could fulfill his previous wish and personally catch the criminal for Hagiwara.

If I stay awake for too long, I might not be able to catch up.

"His body has fully recovered, it's probably just that his consciousness hasn't fully cleared yet. There's really no time to wait for him to slowly wake up."

Tang Ze thought about it, leaned over and whispered something into Matsuda Jinpei's ear.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Fu Jingguang who was standing opposite him saw that Matsuda Jinpei, who had been silent for more than ten minutes, suddenly opened his eyes.

"What did you just say?" Shocked by the immediate effect of the treatment, Zhu Fu Jingguang turned his head and looked at Tang Ze.

Tang Ze shrugged: "Nothing, I just told you today's date."

Morofushi Kagemitsu thought about it, then looked at Matsuda Jinpei again without saying a word.

Even after death, the time is still deeply engraved in my heart. This guy might really be eager to return to the human world just to punish the criminals.

The eyes were completely filled with golden light, full of inorganic metallic texture. After a few seconds, the gold began to fade, revealing Matsuda Jinpei's original eye color.

As if he had no idea what was happening, Jinpei Matsuda suddenly sat up from the stiff metal table and almost instinctively wanted to take a defensive posture. After taking a clear look at the surrounding environment, he gradually relaxed his limbs and revealed a confused expression.

Zhu Fu Jingguang, who had actually experienced the process once, could understand the other party's current feelings very well.

From Jinpei Matsuda's perspective, perhaps he was sitting in the Ferris wheel cabin in the last second, feeling the explosion flames head-on, and suddenly appeared in a strange place full of instruments in the next second. This seamless connection in memory was indeed very confusing for them who had already known for sure that they were about to die.

Thinking of this, Zhu Fujingguang glanced at Tang Ze vigilantly, and decided to take the initiative to step forward and pat the other party on the shoulder before the other party came up with any new tricks: "Matsuda..."

He did not forget what kind of situation he faced when he woke up. It was a terrifying experience that almost frightened him to death by Tang Ze.

Matsuda Jinpei turned to look at him, and immediately recognized his face, and was shocked: "Ah? Hiro?! You are not..."

Of course, Matsuda Jinpei could not have mistaken his friend's face, but he secretly knew about his friend's death a few months ago, and because of his work situation, he didn't even have the chance to visit his friend's grave...

He patted his intact clothes and even touched his sunglasses that were intact in his pocket. He scratched his hair twice, as if he finally realized something.

He exhaled and muttered to himself, "So there really is an afterlife? Then Hagi... the underworld is so modern now? Don't we even need to take a boat or something?"

"Pfft..." Tang Ze, who had been pretending not to exist for a long time, couldn't hold it back anymore when he heard this and started to chuckle.

(End of this chapter)