Phantom Thief of Heart!but conan

Chapter 747 The Ridiculous Cause of Tragedy

The moment they successfully subdued Hiruda, their accomplice, who was about to move forward with the fisherman's bag in his hand, was quickly pinned to the ground by the police officers who suddenly appeared.

The simultaneous shouts from the police on both sides made the person lying on the ground realize that resistance was futile. He was quickly subdued by the nimble Sato Miwako. After the threat was checked, the scarf, sunglasses, mask and other items covering his face were torn off like a bereaved mother, revealing an ordinary and slightly distorted face.

Takagi Wataru's action of quickly leading the team into the venue after receiving Conan's message was very timely, and Karasawa's arrival was also very precise. Although the audience near the photographer was in a commotion for a moment, it did not affect the order of the entire game.

A major security threat was successfully resolved before the end of the game thanks to the concerted efforts of the detective police.

Apart from Hiruda, whose head hit the chair leg hard, and the ball, which was innocently hit by a bullet, nothing else was hurt, which is cause for celebration.

"It's quite fulfilling to do this occasionally, right? I see you don't even have the heart to continue watching the game." Huihara Ai noticed from the corner of her eye that Conan, with his hands behind his head, was grinning as he watched the police take away the man, along with the two kidnappers who had been caught red-handed, and whispered, "Your smile is too exaggerated, control your expression."

If he keeps grinning and looking so smug, he'll probably be noticed soon.

"A sense of accomplishment or something..." Conan touched his nose twice and did not refute what Haibara Ai said.

In all the cases he had experienced in his life, it was a common scene for him to stand there and watch the police leave after they had finished their investigation. However, it was indeed an uncommon situation like today, where everything was perfect, no one was hurt, and the criminal did not even cause much psychological fluctuations to the police.

But he had to admit that he liked this feeling.

"I do prefer the feeling of everyone being safe and sound, rather than witnessing death and tragedy and then solving a mystery at the cost of one's life," Conan said frankly with a shrug.

"You boys really have a heroic dream that will never end." Huibara Ai shook her head gently.

Tang Ze's voice interrupted the conversation at the right time: "We can't help it. We are just so naive. No matter how old we are, we will always imagine what it would be like for one person to stand up and save the world..."

Haibara Ai rolled her eyes and looked at Tang Ze who ended the call and walked back to them.

Why does he say it with such pride?

"You bunch of high school boys..." Huibara Ai shook her head.

Before she could retract the condescending expression on her face, Tang Ze quickly held her head and straightened her bangs that were wet from crying.

"Everyone is such a naive guy. I'm really sorry." Tang Ze, who was not ashamed but proud of it, helped his sister to tidy up her clothes and informed them of the information he had just inquired about. "The arrest was smoother over there than here. Whether it was the surveillance video of the criminal in the act or the surveillance of the other party discarding the gun, it was all very clear. The three children hid well this time, and the video was also very clear."

In addition, there were three members of the Phantom Thieves following behind them to help clean up the mess and solve the problem. The three of them rarely got into any trouble and successfully cooperated with the police to complete a search and close the net. They are probably very excited now.

"Have you recovered the gun?" Conan asked with concern.

"Yes, his Tokarev was abandoned in the trash can at the exit of the stands." Tang Ze ended the kidnapper team's temporary dream of guns with his own feet. He knew very well what Conan was asking.

The shooter who shot the football at the beginning was indeed not the photographer Hiruda. At the beginning, he needed to assist his colleagues in carrying and installing photographic equipment, cooperate with the director to test channels, etc. There was more than one colleague around him at the time, so it was not convenient for him to bring the gun hidden in the photographic equipment directly.

According to their original plan, the gunman was going to throw away the Tokarev in his hand and pretend to hand over the gun to the observer, trying to confuse the observer's identity in order to hide his identity and get away with it.

Regardless of their original intention in designing this plan, the idea is very clear, that is, as long as it is not certain whether there is still a potential gun threat in the venue, the police and the TV station must accept their threats.

"It can be said that even a fool can make a good decision." Tang Ze's evaluation was like this, "At least he grasped the core contradiction, which is a gamble that his identity will not be exposed."

The purpose of the game is excitement. If you try, you will die. It can be regarded as a kind of willingness to accept defeat.

"Is their motive to extort money?" Apart from the question of the criminal method, Conan couldn't help but be concerned about more details of the case. "They were able to get more than one gun, and they were able to go to great lengths to sneak into the TV station and work for many months. They worked hard just for a football game..."

Being a photographer for a TV station is a technical job and not everyone can do it.

In just half a year, he was able to participate in the live broadcast of such an important football match. At least the ability of this photographer who calls himself Hiruda has been recognized to a certain extent.

Why don't they do anything else if they have the energy? Why do they have to rely on such an inefficient method to make money? Conan was a little puzzled.

"Just right, I need your analysis as well." Although he already knew the purpose of the criminal through the power of the plot, Tang Ze was still speechless after confirming it with Megure Jusan over the phone, "This photographer named Hiruda, they prepared guns and ammunition to rob a bank a year ago."

"Robbery, bank robbery..." Conan couldn't help but twitch his lips after recalling the appearance of the two criminals. "Two people? Or do they have a female accomplice..."

A tall, thin and strong man, a relatively short and fat middle-aged man, and a young woman...

Could this be the standard team configuration for the Beika Town bank robbers?

Tangze and Haibara Ai turned their heads away at the same time and stared at Conan silently without saying a word.

What are you hinting at, do you have any opinion about Mingmei sister/sister?

"Ahem, nothing, I was just asking." Realizing that the other two companions in front of him were Miyano Akemi's sister and cousin, Conan abruptly changed the subject.

"Well, the third one is indeed a young woman, and also the girlfriend of Hiruda." Tang Ze stopped looking at the guy who interrupted his rhythm and continued, "According to them, they carefully planned for this robbery for three years, exhausted their own channels, spent all their savings, designed a plan that they believed to be perfect, and even contacted a way to flee overseas. As a result, Nichiuri TV went to their target bank that day to shoot a variety show called "Be a Bank President for a Day"..."

"...Their plan has failed?" Conan continued his words, his eyes twitching for a while.

No, three people suddenly decided to rob a bank, and one of them dared to think and the other to do it, so they went all in and committed a crime. As a result, they ran into the filming of a TV show, and the plan was aborted...

If this was written into the news, it would be considered quite sensational.

Knowing clearly that her sister had only taken one week to snatch away 1 billion yen with the two stupid teammates that were given to her by the two organizations, Haibara Ai: "..."

Could it be that my sister, who is usually gentle and low-key, actually has talent in this area?

What is this? Has the criminal talent acquired from growing up in the organization been awakened?

"Yeah, it ended in such a disgrace. Then Hiruda's girlfriend became depressed because her efforts were in vain. She drank all day and finally broke down and chose to commit suicide. Hiruda believed that this was caused by Nichiuri TV station which inexplicably planned a sudden variety show, so he prepared to take revenge on the TV station..." When Tangze said this, he couldn't help but shrugged.

It is true that mentally ill patients have broad ideas and mentally retarded children are more joyful.

After searching for this guy's name and information, he will definitely lead the team in to see what this guy with this kind of brain circuit looks like...

Conan's face was wrinkled with a hard word: "Why did they stop after being interrupted once? They failed, couldn't they try again? His pistol didn't expire after not being used that day. The TV station was filming a program, so they could just come back the next day? Can the bank still run away?"

How can I describe this feeling?

You say he was not serious about his crime, but he claimed that he had carefully prepared for three years for this key scene. Judging from the firepower information they collected and his marksmanship that showed signs of training, it seems that his words are not false.

But if you want to say that he committed the crime seriously, he had been planning for three years, and when he failed in his first attempt, he chose to commit suicide. Shouldn't we praise her for being a positive perfectionist who doesn't cause trouble to society?

"And shouldn't this be blamed on bad luck? According to my experience, failures caused by this situation will basically lead to mutual accusations, mutual exposure of each other's secrets, and then a life-and-death feud." Huiyuan Ai, who is quite familiar with this mode of getting along with criminal colleagues, couldn't help but complain. The organization's missions are inherently subject to the possibility of failure, and since the punishment for failure is not severe within the organization, if you fail too many times and cannot prove your value, unless you are a well-connected person like Rum, you may be eliminated at any time because you have lost your usefulness.

Therefore, once their mission fails, instead of worrying about being reprimanded by the boss for doing something wrong, they prefer to go straight to the blame-sharing stage. This is how many conflicts between code name members arise.

"You ask me, who should I ask?" Tang Ze shrugged helplessly. "Even if I can be considered a psychologist, we mainly study mental illnesses, not understand them. However, according to my guess, this may really be his true thoughts, or he may be deceiving himself to avoid reality."

"Because you can't accept such a failure?" Conan, who didn't know much about mental illness, frowned.

"Because he couldn't accept the fact that he was the one who indirectly killed his girlfriend." Since the person involved had already been handcuffed, Tang Ze simply made a random guess, "Like you said, it was just a failure. If it doesn't work, just try again. The real cause of his girlfriend's death is most likely that she had a conflict in a state of resentment, and then she had a complete breakup with them, and then her mental state became unstable, and she drank and committed suicide."

If he didn't find a target, namely Nichimera TV, to transfer the pain of failure and loss to, wouldn't he have to admit that he was an incompetent and furious waste who couldn't make any money even with the criminal law and killed his girlfriend?

Although it was just Tang Ze's guess, it might be a true, ridiculous and somewhat sad fact.

"Hmm..." Thinking about this possibility, Conan turned his head and looked towards the stadium.

The half-time break was about to end, and players and staff entered the field one after another. The entire venue erupted in thunderous cheers again. The audience who spontaneously cheered for their favorite team held up banners, wore jerseys in their representative colors, and began to spontaneously form human waves in the field, creating a lively atmosphere.

Such a joyous day, such a highly anticipated day, almost became hell for some people because of the ridiculous logic of a frustrated criminal.

If they had not discovered the criminal's whereabouts in time, if they had not stopped the crime before the conflict escalated, would there really be innocent audience members who died on this wonderful day for such a ridiculous reason?

"Kidnapping 56,000 people just for such a pathetic reason. I'm beginning to find that guy extremely disgusting." Conan shook his head.

As he had mentioned to Haibara Ai before, Conan couldn't help but recall again the story of the policeman who died heroically that he heard from the officers of the First Investigation Section at the dinner table the day before.

If, he meant if, if the criminal who caused so many tragedies and is still at large is also just manipulating the lives of others for a bad or ridiculous reason...

Life shouldn't be such a frivolous thing.

"Compared to solving the mystery of death, I really prefer the feeling I have now."

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"Cough, cough, cough..."

"Are you okay, Matsuda?" Zhu Fushiguri turned his head and reflexively supported Matsuda Jinpei, who was bent over by coughing, and asked with concern, "If you feel uncomfortable anywhere, remember to tell me in time."

Although he knew that their bodies were almost reshaped and therefore they would not have any health problems, and might even be healthier than the occupational diseases they suffered before their death, he still had an instinctive worry about something as magical as resurrection.

Both Miyano Shiho and Asai Narumi are good at medical treatment, and if any situation is reported promptly, it can be handled well.

"No, it's okay..." Matsuda Jinpei moved the cigarette holder away and rubbed his nose hard twice. He always felt like someone was talking about him behind his back.

Well, this day has really come again. Is it that girl Sato?

This unidentified shadow has indeed been hanging over their heads for too long.

He was trapped in this old nightmare from seven years ago until his death. Now, this nightmare seems to linger in Miwako Sato's mind again with his death.

Sure enough, nothing will end unless the criminal is caught and this nightmare ends.

"You have finally got a new lung, so you should smoke less." Zhu Fu Jingguang shook his head and did not persuade him much. After saying this, he stepped on the rocks in front of him and climbed up to the highest cliff.

This is the Shibuya area of ​​Tokyo. However, in front of us, the place that should have been a bustling city has become a neat basin, and the whole place is sunken.

Below the cliff is a brightly lit playground.

I don’t know if the decorator did it on purpose, but this amusement park, which covers an area comparable to that of Dorobiga Park, has only two main lighting effects, white and red, making the scene, which should have been warm and dreamy, seem weird and heavy.

This sunken area that replaced Shibuya can still be seen with traces of the original city if one looks closely. The entire area looks as if it was hit by a giant meteorite, leaving a giant pit.

...Or, you could say it was blown out.

Matsuda Jinpei, who had originally had a relatively calm expression, could tell at a glance how the scorched earth at the edge of the land was produced. It was visibly visible to the naked eye that his entire expression became serious and gloomy.

"Is this what you want me to see?" Matsuda Jinpei narrowed his eyes. "Huh? Is this what that guy imagines the world to be like? An amusement park? A theme park? Built on a blasted hole?"

Matsuda Jinpei, who had already fought with the opponent twice, was of course well aware of the criminal's cunning and vicious nature. It would be better to say that the design of this last-three-second vicious plan, forcing the bomb disposal personnel to put their lives on the side of the railroad tracks to solve the trolley problem, and finally having to let the bomb disposal personnel, who were far more skilled than him, surrender and wait for death, represented the opponent's vicious and despicable character.

But seeing this metaphor become a reality with his own eyes, watching with his own eyes how the other party treated human life lightly and profanely, Jinpei Matsuda still felt the anger surging in his chest.

How many more family tragedies will be caused by scum like this, bastard like this...!
"Matsuda, don't go over there." Holding Matsuda Jinpei, whose hands were already clenched into fists, Morobushi Kagemitsu shook his head. "Since we found this man's name, the leader has tested him twice. Now his amusement park is not 'open for business'. It would be dangerous if we force our way in."

Without discussing any unnecessary circumstances, and only considering the criminal behavior pattern of this bomber, he is definitely an antisocial psychopath, and the amusement park below also reveals this fact.

He regards playing tricks on the police who represent justice as a game, and regards the lives of countless people as footnotes to his fireworks. This is definitely the goal of a psychopath.

The threats and attacks against the police every three years are not so much an act of revenge or dissatisfaction with the police as they are an attempt to satisfy his own perverted desires.

This is like some serial killers. For them, violence and crime are the switches that activate happiness, and the threshold will always get higher and higher. Revenge for companions is just an excuse to convince themselves that it is justified to cross the bottom line.

To support his statement, Zhu Fu Jingguang took another step closer to the edge of the cliff and stretched out his hand.

At the moment his arm passed the edge of the cliff, his ordinary sweatshirt and jeans suddenly changed and instantly switched to the form of a thief.

This is undoubtedly a malicious and aggressive palace master who can easily activate the Phantom Thief form even at the outermost part of the palace.

Under the shocked gaze of Matsuda Jinpei, Morobushi Kagemitsu pushed up the goggles on his face, revealing his eyes again.

"According to our analysis, this place will only return to business mode when this person starts playing the game again."

Although he didn't quite understand what was happening in front of him, and hadn't yet fully accepted this worldview that was completely detached from technology, Jinpei Matsuda, who had already completely focused his thoughts on the case, simply ignored the parts he hadn't figured out yet.

He directly pointed out what Zhu Fu Jingguang meant: "...So, what you mean is that we have to wait until he becomes active again today before we can catch him directly from this side of the world."

"Or, if you're willing to do it on that side, that's fine too." Zhu Fu Jingguang looked at him and replied softly, "The Phantom Thieves have their own methods, but... you are the person involved and the victim. This decision should not be made by others for you."

(End of this chapter)