Phantom Thief of Heart!but conan

Chapter 762 Conan: They are all weird things!
"The trapped people are a detective from the First Investigation Division and a first-grade elementary school student. According to the information passed on by the Metropolitan Police Department, the mercury switch of the bomb has been activated, and the weight of an adult male may cause the bomb to be triggered at any time."

"Not only that, but more importantly, the prisoner is monitoring the situation at the scene at any time through eavesdropping equipment. Even if we are sure to hang a rescuer down now, the prisoner probably won't accept it..."

"So what do we do now? Throw down a set of instructions and tools and leave it to fate?"

"No matter what, we need to evacuate as many residents as possible within the surrounding area..."

Miwako Sato sat in the open police car, watching several officers from the explosive ordnance disposal team arguing with the coordinating detectives, holding the water cup in her hand, silent.

"Sato, are you okay?" Shiratori Renzaburo, who had just finished coordinating with the TV station, saw that she was distracted and came over to show concern. "As for Takagi, although we can't contact him for the time being, he should be fine for now."

I just don't know how long it will last...

After all, according to what was said before the contact was terminated, the bomb countdown was only over an hour away.

Sato Miwako came back to her senses and glanced at him reluctantly, forcing a smile, but her mind was still thinking about the voice she had heard not long ago.

She shouldn't have heard that voice wrong...

However, according to the children's firm statement, the people who chased Takagi Shigeru and Conan should be the Phantom Thieves of Hearts. The TV station that captured the relevant footage also made speculations on this point.

She knew that the Phantom Thief Joker had the ability to disguise and transform himself in a way that was indistinguishable from the real thing, similar to Kidd.

Could it be that they were deliberately speaking in Matsuda's voice in order to disturb the criminal's mind?
Thinking of this, Sato Miwako quickly shook her head in denial.

No, the criminal three years ago did leave a message on the bomb, but he had never met Matsuda himself. At most, he saw Matsuda Jinpei near the Ferris wheel. The only people who would be thrown into disarray by this voice were the police who had worked with Matsuda Jinpei.

If the Phantom Thief really did this, whose mind would be disturbed...

She nodded and shook her head here, feeling very worried but unable to tell anyone her guess. In Bai Niao's eyes, she looked torn between the pain of the past and the difficulties of the present, and he couldn't help but sigh secretly.

He was still sighing in his heart this morning, that the living cannot compete with the dead. If he cannot bury this knot in his heart, unless one of him and Takagi dies in the line of duty, he will never be able to truly enter Sato Miwako's heart. Now this curse-like sigh has come true.

Knowing that everything that happened today was Sato Miwako's nightmare, Shiratori Renzaburo tried his best to comfort her, "Don't worry too much. They are in the elevator. The inability to restore communication for the time being may be a signal problem. The explosive ordnance disposal team is arranging staff in explosion-proof clothing to go up to the observation deck and put tools and communication devices under the elevator door. Wait a little longer, Sato."

"...Hmm." Not knowing which key word brought her back to her senses, Sato Miwako raised her head and silently looked up at the red and white Touto Tower.

She clasped her hands over the glass and prayed silently.

No matter what the situation is, no matter what happened, if the Phantom Thief of Hearts arrives, there must be a way to solve it all, right?
Please, don't let Takagi Wataru, Conan and the truth be buried by conspiracy again...

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"A-choo..." Takagi Wataru sneezed, then quickly came to his senses, stood up again, and dared not move.

Although Conan had been crawling on the ceiling for a long time, who knew how sensitive the mercury switch was, so he didn't dare to cause any vibration.

"Don't be so nervous, new guy." A deep male voice sounded above his head. "Don't worry. Although the mercury rod is indeed very sensitive, the designer of this bomb has always used a larger size. It won't be so easy to be triggered if you take a few steps."

"Uh...but Conan just said..." After exhaling, Takagi Wataru was stunned. He first raised a question, but when he thought of the possible identity of the person above his head, he swallowed the rest of his words.

If this person is really "Jinpei Matsuda", then someone who witnessed the explosion three years ago would definitely be more convincing than an elementary school student who is seeing the bomb structure for the first time.

"Don't worry, Mr. Policeman." Another younger voice, probably the voice of the Phantom Thief Joker, took over the conversation. "You should know that three years ago, a bomb of the same model as this one was placed on a Ferris wheel dozens of meters above the ground. The shaking of the Ferris wheel won't trigger it. You'll be fine if you just take a few steps."

This was something that Tang Ze had felt a little speechless about before.

The Ferris wheel's carriages are not fixed on the track, but are suspended by the top structure. If the wind is a little strong, they will sway while rotating.

Using the tilt switch in a place like this, this guy named Yoji Motobashi was really confident three years ago.

Of course, it is also possible that he was completely stupid and had never considered the option that the person who went up to defuse the bomb would die in an accident. Or he had already prepared three sets of excuses. If the first bomb exploded, he would blame the police for being stupid. If the second bomb exploded, he would blame the police for being selfish. If both bombs exploded, he would blame the police for being incompetent.

"Well, if that's the case, then I..." Takagi Shigeru imagined the Ferris wheel swaying in the air, and his eyes couldn't help but light up.

In that case, it shouldn't be a problem for him to climb up, right?
Just now, although the other party did not deny his horrifying guess, he also did not intend to admit it. Takagi Shigeru, who only heard the voice but did not see the person, could not see what was happening above at all, and he was almost anxious.

After connecting the multimeter, Matsuda Jinpei raised his head and looked at the mischievous smile on the face of his young new boss. He shook his head helplessly and held out his hand: "Don't tease me. Give me the pliers. Let's dismantle the photosensitive detonator first."

Tang Ze swiftly handed over the wire cutters and looked at Conan who was still mechanically wiping the bug: "We need to block the light first. Conan-kun, close the door."

So before the excited Takagi Wataru could reach out to try, the square door above his head was ruthlessly closed by Conan.

"Hey, hey..." Standing in the dim elevator with only emergency light, Takagi Shigeru protested.

"Please be considerate, Mr. Policeman. This criminal is not the type to let people observe his structure obediently." Tang Ze, who was sitting on the edge, calmed down Takagi Wataru who was eager to try with just a few words. "And I just said that it's okay if you take a few steps. If you climb up, the ceiling may be deformed."

While he was talking, Matsuda Jinpei turned off the flashlight, picked up the wire cutters, nimbly bypassed the other wires, and accurately cut off the light-sensing switch: "Alright. Brake."

The plastic sheet was handed to him in time, and he used it to cut off the contact, and then continued to sort it out with the tools in his hand.

As a finished product that Yoji Motobashi spent all his brainpower on, the design circuit of this bomb is quite complicated.

But even without counting his continuous practice and research over the past few years, this was only the third time he had faced this structure, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was familiar with it.

Tang Ze, who could see clearly in the dark without relying on night vision goggles, observed his precise technique and smiled.

Putting aside the slightly strange appearance, Prometheus is indeed an image that suits Jinpei Matsuda.

In addition to being full of elements such as revolutionary, pioneer, and self-sacrifice, Prometheus is also the craftsman who created humans from clay in Greek mythology, which is a good match for Jinpei Matsuda's flexible hands.

According to Tang Ze's understanding, the masks of their group will more or less add bonuses to the abilities of the person himself. Typical examples are Asai Narimi and his familiar Gen Boya. Morobushi Kagemitsu's Arachne can directly add bonuses to the damage and hit rate of the firearms he holds.

Looking at the way Jinpei Matsuda easily removed the wires in the dark, one could guess that he had improved in his professionalism.

"Conan-kun..." Seeing the smiling elementary school student reopen the door to the ceiling, Takagi Wataru complained, "Compared to me, you seem to trust the Phantom Thieves more..."

Conan was asked to deal with the bug and he started to do it immediately. He was asked to close the door, but it was locked before he could finish his words.

It was obvious that the two of them were comrades who were trapped together and shared the joys and sorrows, but from the moment he saw the person coming, Conan's trust instantly shifted from the police to the thief.

Takagi Wataru, who was only favored for a few minutes, was in a very delicate mood. "This, ahaha..." Conan, looking down at Takagi Wataru, laughed awkwardly twice, turned his head again to look at the black-robed man squatting there with quick and neat movements, and honestly moved closer again.

Well, compared to the Investigation Division, compared to Takagi Shigeru, he does trust this side more and is more curious about it.

Over there, Jinpei Matsuda and Karasawa, who had entered into working mode and were dismantling the machine very smoothly, had already started chatting.

"Next time you jump from such a high place, can you please say hello first?" Matsuda Jinpei complained as he put down the second cover. "He suddenly jumped down from the top without saying a word. He scared me."

He wasn't referring to jumping off the top of the elevator at Tokyo Tower, he was referring to when he was in the hall.

The two of them spent a whole night in Yoji Motobashi's hall and finally arrived at the foot of the tall Ferris wheel.

"If we follow the steps, what we need to do next is to send a warning letter to him... or we don't need to send it, Motobashi will definitely know that he has become our target. Then we can find the location of his treasure and take it out, and it will be over." Tang Ze took out the ticket to enter the Ferris wheel and briefly introduced their usual work flow.

"'Secret treasure' is the starting point of desire and the root of distortion. Is this what you meant before?" Although Matsuda Jinpei hesitated, he did not refuse the ticket handed over by Tang Ze.

For him, 24 hours ago, he was squatting in the cabin of another Ferris wheel, waiting for the countdown to his death. 24 hours later, he would have to board another Ferris wheel that was too familiar. It would be a lie for him to say that he did not resist.

But what should be done will not be shaken by whether you like it or not, so when Tang Ze led him to the familiar seat, Matsuda Jinpei did not complain.

"What's next?" Staring at the familiar LCD panel on the Ferris wheel floor, Jinpei Matsuda was still asking questions while his fingers were moving habitually.

The secret treasure of this hall was undoubtedly hidden in this bomb. He guessed that this was the reason why Joker asked him to dismantle the bomb disposal equipment along the way before bringing him in.

"Next, it depends on your ideas." Sitting in the seat opposite, Tang Ze chose a comfortable posture and lay down like Ge You, looking like he was ready to give up.

"my thoughts?"

"Yes, what is placed in front of you now represents the twisted heart of Yoji Motobashi. Just like three years ago, there are two choices."

Tang Ze said this and raised two fingers.

"If you dismantle it, then the decorative clown behind it will be activated. We may have to go through a difficult battle, and then the wimp crying outside now will soon call the police, confess the location of the second bomb, find some whitewashed excuse for himself, and be taken away safely by the police."

Jinpei Matsuda's gaze moved from his fingers to Karasawa's face.

Without spending much time thinking, he asked again: "What about the second option?"

Tang Ze, who had expected this, curled up a finger and gave an answer: "The second option is to do nothing and wait for the bomb to explode. The two of us will return to reality and defeat his plan head-on. As for whether to shoot him or hand him over to the police, it's up to you."

Jinpei Matsuda lowered his head, watched the countdown going on on the floor, and then looked at Tang Ze.

"That person has actually been controlled by other members of the group."

"of course."

"Electric wave communications and so on have also been monitored and controlled by you."

"Well, we have epoch-making technology."

"So no matter what I choose, the bomb won't actually harm anyone."

"affim."

From his relaxed posture, Matsuda Jinpei understood the meaning of Karasawa's words.

This was a carefully planned arena that brought both sides out for a fair fight.

So naturally, he made the same choice as he did three years ago.

"It's not that I like to jump off the building suddenly, there's nothing I can do about it." Tang Ze sighed, "In that guy's mind, this is the same place."

The first bomb three years ago leads to the first bomb three years later. This is the geographical location in Yoji Motobashi's mind, which is not controlled by Karasawa.

"...Then why are you still so leisurely?" After removing the multimeter, Matsuda Jinpei's mouth twitched twice. He suddenly felt that he was a little careless for choosing to trust Tang Ze a few hours ago and waiting for the bomb to explode.

This is the Dongdu Tower, which is more than 200 meters high. Even the elevator shaft inside is high enough to kill someone by falling.

"Because I'm really not afraid. It's not like I haven't jumped over higher places before. If you don't believe me, ask the little brother next to me." Tang Ze put his elbows on his knees, supported his chin, and waved his hands.

Just recently, he performed an 80-story rappelling heroic landing for his friends in Tokyo.

Upon hearing this, Jinpei Matsuda turned his head sharply and found that the little boy who was supposed to be watching from behind had already come close to him without him noticing.

...Is this child born in the year of the cat? Why does he walk without making any noise?

Conan, who had been overwhelmed by Tang Ze's aura at the first sight, blinked unconsciously, raised his head which was close to the bomb cover, and looked at Matsuda Jinpei's face with some expectation.

This man was wearing a large, flowing cloak that looked very handsome and imposing, and also covered half of his face.

Although he saw the other person's face as soon as he came down, he didn't see it completely. He ran to such a close distance not only to observe the other person's bomb disposal technique, but also to take a serious look at the other person's face.

——Mainly I want to see if Joker can really pull off such a big job.

As a result, when Matsuda Jinpei raised his head, Conan discovered that a pair of black sunglasses had appeared on his face at some point. In this low-light environment, they blended in with his black hair and black clothes, and only half of his fair face could be seen.

Conan: "..."

Wearing sunglasses in a place like this? Are you serious?
Suddenly, the mysterious and strange smell of operations unique to the Phantom Thieves of Hearts overflowed.

"Let me introduce you." Tang Ze looked at the frozen expression on Conan's face, pressed his lips, and said as seriously as possible, "This is one of our members, his code name is..."

"Trigger." The pliers in his hand happened to be pressing on the last wire. Matsuda Jinpei raised his eyebrows and cut off the final switch, leaving only the LCD panel, mercury switch, and the mobile phone wiring for detonation.

Conan, who had some guesses about his identity and was good at English and fully understood the meaning of this word: "..."

This group of phantom thieves, this group of phantom thieves...!
(End of this chapter)