Phantom Thief of Heart!but conan

Chapter 756 Personality Mask-Prometheus

"There are two bombs, and they will be detonated at 12:15 and : tomorrow afternoon respectively! Judging from the last case, the credibility is very high! In addition to everyone being on alert, any suspicious person must be searched immediately..."

The voice in the walkie-talkie continued to ring, and as Sato Miwako drove fast on the empty road, all she could hear in her mind were echoes of the past.

"Oh - you used the relics of your father who died in the line of duty as a talisman."

"Hey Matsuda, give it back to me! I don't want to hear any sarcastic words like I should let go of the past in order to move forward!"

"No, you shouldn't forget it. It's up to you to move forward."

"Eh?"

"If even you have forgotten, then your father is really dead, right?"

Yes, she will not forget it. Even if she wants to move forward, it will be after teaching those scumbags a profound lesson...!
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Jinpei Matsuda, who was sitting in the audience with Karasawa, was watching the play being performed in the center of the venue with a sullen face.

This is one of the checkpoints on the path to the Honbashi Yoji Hall. Before walking into this fancy tent, Jinpei Matsuda had never thought that he was about to see something like this.

Just like the circus tents used for animal performances that are very common in amusement parks, the venue is surrounded by a circle of audience seats, with a circular stage in the middle for performers to enter and exit, separated from the seats by a high fence.

The venue was indeed like an ordinary circus, with some acrobatics and performance equipment set up, so even after sitting in the shadows with Tang Ze, Matsuda Jinpei had no idea what kind of performance he would see.

Then, this bloody performance fully demonstrated Yoji Motobashi's maliciousness.

The fire ring that explodes directly, the acrobat who falls to death in the flames, and the exaggerated and bizarre laughter of the clown, everything in front of you makes people feel uncomfortable.

Even though the "props" used for the performance were not living people, but shadows in the hall and set puppets, the ubiquitous police images, police uniforms, police hats and other decorations that symbolized the police still quickly increased Matsuda Jinpei's anger level.

I don't know exactly how strong Yoji Motobashi is, but he is indeed unique in disgusting people.

Both he himself and his method of committing crimes are...

"We at Mihua also have our own clown, although it's a low-profile version." Tang Ze muttered softly, turning his gaze to the people walking around in the venue.

That was a guy who fit the image of a circus clown.

Unlike many performances where the clown is part of the performance, in this venue the clown completely plays the role of the host, stepping on his funny big-toed shoes and explaining everything that happens in the venue in an exaggerated tone.

“Ah, it’s time for the climax of the performance. Let’s look at the story about the hero…” “It’s really touching. I don’t think it’s my turn to tell this story. Hahahaha…”

The clown pulled out a handkerchief from somewhere and pretentiously wiped the teardrop decoration on his face that could not be wiped off. However, the completely frozen paint on his face completely fixed his big smile there, and there was no sign of sadness at all.

In the previous performance, the rope was broken in the middle due to the explosion of the torches in the hands of the acrobats, and it hung from above.

Jinpei Matsuda looked up, his face becoming completely gloomy.

At the end of the rope hung a crude cardboard bomb illustration, and tied to it was a motionless puppet.

That hairstyle looks exactly like Kenji Hagiwara's.

"…I said, joker."

"What's wrong?" Tang Ze, who was crossing his arms and had a bad look on his face, heard Matsuda Jinpei talking and turned to look at him.

In the tent with the lights turned off, the only light source shone from top to bottom onto the central performance venue. Now the two of them, along with a group of faceless shadows, were sitting in the front row, all hidden in the darkness.

"When you were fighting before, you came out with a gun, right?"

"Yes, this is the cognitive world. You don't need ammunition to use guns here." Tang Ze nodded. "After all, it's a place where 'what you see is what you get'."

"Are there many?"

Seeing Matsuda Jinpei's intention, Tang Ze raised his eyebrows.

Without rejecting his request, Tang Ze pulled out a pistol with a turn of his wrist and placed it in Matsuda Jinpei's hand.

This was the same Beretta that the robbers had used that morning.

Jinpei Matsuda thanked him, and then when the clown on the stage opened his arms and uttered the first sentence "Once upon a time", he stood up without hesitation and shot the clown's mask.

The mask with two tears painted on it shattered, and the clown's hoarse voice also stopped abruptly.

Tang Ze looked at Matsuda Jinpei's eyes which were emitting a faint golden glow, sighed secretly, stood up without complaint, and drew his Tang sword towards the audience who stood up together with Matsuda Jinpei who overturned the table.

Before being surrounded by shadows, Tang Ze pulled Matsuda Jinpei over the guardrail of the venue and retreated step by step to the center of the stage.

Having light is at least better than fighting in the dark.

"I said, after seeing the true inner self of Motohashi, you will definitely agree with our ideas." Standing back to back with the person behind him, Tang Ze's opening buff kept flashing, and he took the time to say, "Some people's hearts are hell in themselves."

Before his bizarre attempt to use a bomb to extort a huge amount of money seven years ago, Yoji Motobashi was just an ordinary clerk who was neither successful nor unsuccessful.

He did have some experience in bomb design and production, but this did not bring him any worldly success. Instead, it made him look like a weirdo who stayed at home and did some boring things.

The crime he committed seven years ago was a desperate move, and it was also the beginning of the complete distortion of his character.

A person who could not be called successful and had never felt much sense of accomplishment in his daily life suddenly felt the power to influence other people's lives, and the source of this power was just the small workshop in his home...

This unprecedented experience gave him a subversive feeling.

"… Seven years ago, when he flipped the switch again, he might have wanted to avenge his accomplices. But in the flames of the explosion, he felt another kind of happiness. Another kind of happiness that he had never had before."

As Tang Ze retreated, he slowly and carefully explained the behavioral analysis made by the Phantom Thieves after brainstorming, and he could clearly feel the ground beneath his feet shaking slightly.

"This is a bastard who is constantly bringing danger and threats to human society. If I were a policeman, I would find an opportunity to shoot him without hesitation when arresting him." After crushing the mask on the ground, Tang Ze kicked away the clown's fallen puppet body and uttered the classic line, "Forgiving him is God's job, and we are only responsible for sending him to see God."

The tremors under his feet became more and more obvious, and the spotlight above his head became brighter and brighter. Tang Ze knew that this meant that his previous words and Matsuda Jinpei's unceremonious interruption had attracted the attention of the master of the hall.

Motobashi Yoji, whose mental state was in danger due to the torture by Asai Narimi and others, was extremely alert and aggressive.

"Look what I found."

It was still the clown's rough voice, but this time, it came from the speakers on all sides of the stage, and the noisy sound waves surrounded the two people in an instant.

"You came to my paradise, but you are unwilling to follow the rules and want to ruin my rare carnival..."

As the dialogue continued, the voice gradually changed, from an inhuman mechanical voice to a sinister and slippery male voice.

Tang Ze knew that this was the voice of Yoji Motobashi.

"Brave police officers, I commend you for your courage..."

Matsuda Jinpei, holding the pistol in both hands, raised his eyes coldly.

The next moment, the shadows in the audience seats exploded one by one, and a large pile of ropes suddenly hung down from the top of the tent above them.

There is something hanging on each of them.

Some were puppets in police uniforms, some were simple wooden signs, and some... were metal bombs that Jinpei Matsuda was very familiar with.

"What a clumsy trick." Tang Ze swung his knife to chop off a sign that was about to fall on their heads. He looked up and sneered at the eyeball above him. "It's a bit disgusting."

"……yes."

Hearing Matsuda Jin's voice, which was somewhat too calm, behind him, Tang Ze turned his head and looked back.

"So many people's lives were easily destroyed by such a clown... It's disgusting and makes me want to vomit."

A slight gust of air, like an explosion, spread out from behind Tang Ze.

Tang Ze raised his eyebrows in anticipation.

He thought that even if the emotions were stimulated, this step should be saved for the boss battle. Is it so fast? The talent is really amazing, these people...

————"Ah? You're not coming back tonight?"

"Ah, yes, the kids are a little excited and want to play the game designed by the doctor. And you guys also have exams these days. Let me take care of Conan."

Mao Lilan held the receiver and glanced at Mao Li Kogoro behind her. After thinking for a while, she walked to the more secluded stairwell.

"Did something really happen, Tang Ze? If it was something extremely dangerous, then I would also..."

"It's okay." Xingchuan Hui replied dryly, "It's just a little trouble. Don't worry."

Why does it sound so unreliable...

Forget it, if it’s Shinichi, he probably really doesn’t want to tell me.

Mao Lilan hung up the phone doubtfully, and Xingchuan Teru finally breathed a sigh of relief and put down the phone which was hot from the call.

Daily conversations were fine, but faced with questions that might involve core secrets, he really wasn't sure what tone he should use when talking to Tang Ze's classmates.

A leader who is always good at giving people difficult questions...

Shaking his head, Xingchuan Hui was about to put away his phone when another call came in.

He looked carefully, stared at the name on the caller ID for a moment, hesitated for a while, gritted his teeth and reluctantly pressed the answer button.

Damn it, next time this happens, can you answer the phone yourself, boss...

"Hello, this is Tang Ze, Mr. Amuro..."

"I know it's you, Hoshikawa-kun." After only hearing the beginning, Amuro Toru on the other end of the phone directly interrupted what Hoshikawa Teru was about to say, "Where's Tang Ze, what are you doing now?"

Even with the use of a voice changer, the voices were flawless, but the tones that Tang Ze and Xingchuan Teru used when speaking to people, especially when speaking to him, were completely different.

As for this guy suddenly saying that he couldn't go back to the cafe because he was busy or something...

Today is a special day, of course Toru Amuro knows that. Even if he forgot something, he would not forget the death anniversaries of Jinpei Matsuda and Kenji Hagiwara.

He had expected that the Phantom Thieves of Hearts, who had shown their interest in the case early on and had obtained so much information from the Zero Team, would get involved.

However, after Tang Ze left home early in the morning and received some bad news from the Metropolitan Police Department, he could no longer sit still.

"Explain to me what the strange news from the Investigation Division is about? Also, what do you mean by the bomber might have connections with the organization?"

Xingchuan Hui tried hard to maintain a calm expression, but he was secretly groaning in his heart.

It would be more reasonable for Toru Amuro to ask Tang Ze or Morobushi Keimitsu about this question, as these two are the ones who have always been in contact with Toru Amuro.

He would call him directly to ask him to answer when they had a disagreement. It was obvious that Xingchuan Hui was regarded as a breakthrough point.

"I'm not sure about this either." Xingchuan Hui replied in a low voice, "Over there, Tang Ze is in charge now..."

"So you and Jing are not with Tang Ze." Amuro Toru said, "What did he do alone?"

Xingchuan Hui's forehead was slightly sweaty: "Well, it can't be considered a person..."

"Ok?"

This questioning rising tone was raised very high by Toru Amuro, which made Hoshikawa Teru's heart tighten and he felt more urgent.

Tang Ze resurrected your classmate, why are you torturing me? No, buddy.jpg
"Nanbeihu Station!" A child's voice broke out from behind.

After seeing the circle drawn by Conan on the map, Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya cheered.

"The two locations where the bombs were installed three years ago were the Ferris wheel in Haido Town and the Beika Central Hospital. The intersection of the extended lines of the roads adjacent to these two locations is this location." Haibara Ai explained while pointing to the map.

"Yes, if there is a railway, then there will be brakes. This matches the content on the fax!" Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya nodded hurriedly.

"So, the steel strike zone refers to the railway. Climbing onto the blood-stained pitcher's mound, that means the Touto Line, which has red rolling stock..."

Xingchuan Hui was stunned for a moment, and quickly shouted to Amuro Toru on the other end of the phone: "Sorry, something has happened here, let's not talk about Mr. Amuro for now!"

Without waiting for any response from the other end, he quickly hung up the call, put the phone in his pocket, and fled towards the children.

As long as he doesn't have to face the angry Toru Amuro now, it's fine...

"Hello, hello..." After confirming that the call was hung up, Toru Amuro frowned, looked at the darkening night outside the cafe, and took a deep breath.

Tang Ze, the guy who always wants to stir up trouble, and the good teammates he brought up...

It was obvious that the real culprit in the Matsuda case had been found, but he didn't want to inform him at all and was trying to do something secretly.

Complaining in his heart, he dialed the phone again.

"Kazami, contact the Investigation Division immediately and send me a copy of the code sent by this criminal again."

"Do you want us to help investigate the murderer?" After answering the phone, Yuya Kazami was interrupted by his boss before he could say anything. He quickly adjusted his mood.

The perpetrator of the bombing killed two of Mr. Furuya's good friends. It is understandable that Furuya Zero, who now has some free time, wants to lend a hand.

"No." Taking off his apron, Amuro Toru sneered, "I'm going to catch ghosts."

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"The sleeping soul and the unyielding light, the flame in the heart, quietly rekindles."

The heavy sound of the heart pumping hit the eardrum. Matsuda Jinpei instinctively clenched the gun in his hand and bent down slightly.

"While waiting and resisting, you heard—"

"The wheel that stops in mid-air will start moving again, and will eventually light up the fire in the darkness."

A clear blue flame exploded violently, and even Tang Ze, who was prepared, was almost blown away by the sudden impact of energy.

Tang Ze stabbed the knife in his hand into the ground to regain his balance. He looked at the fireball whose light had completely covered the malicious spotlight above his head, and was as bright as the only source of light.

"...Super Saiyan." Tang Ze couldn't help but complain with a smile on his face. After standing up straight, he sheathed the sword with his backhand and had no intention of continuing to fight.

According to his understanding of the mask causing awakening, Jinpei Matsuda must be extremely invincible in this state, so it would be completely OK even if he just grabbed some popcorn and watched the show on the side.

"In the endless darkness, you search for the narrow door."

"The soul is reborn in the flames, and the body is rebuilt in pain."

Immediately following the violent heartbeat, there was the crackling of flames, the sound of burning and exploding.

The high heat brought by the huge energy burst out from his chest, and Jinpei Matsuda could hardly keep standing.

However, he still tried his best to stand firmly in the same place, even fighting against the high heat and huge waves, and raised his head high to look at the top of the tent where the chains fell from his head.

There, the edge of the cloth torn by the influx of ropes revealed the towering building in the center of the amusement park, which was also their destination.

The lights are on, and the Ferris wheel is slowly turning like a beacon amid the exploding fireworks.

He raised his hand, grabbed the sunglasses on his eyes, and pulled them off with all his strength.

"I was not born to be high above others, and I was not reborn to avoid suffering."

"Suffering cannot erase you, nor can it shape you."

"I am you, and you are me. Hero is not our name. My name is—"

"——Prometheus!"

(End of this chapter)