Phantom Thief of Heart!but conan

Chapter 764 An eye for an eye
"Huh - finally there's only one subject left." Suzuki Sonoko threw away the pen in her hand and slumped down on the chair without caring about her image. "I take back what I said before. I'm a little envious of Karasawa."

"Don't let Tang Ze hear this, or he might get really angry with you." Mao Lilan poked Suzuki Sonoko helplessly and straightened her messy hair.

"You really don't have to worry anymore. Anyway, the only subject left is Chinese, which you are best at." Suzuki Sonoko sighed heavily.

Although her family didn't expect her to have any outstanding grades, it would still be a bit embarrassing if she couldn't get into the university she wanted to go to and had to rely on donations from her family...

"Compared to that, don't you think the school seems a little too lively today?" Mao Lilan stood up and looked down following the roaring sound of the engine. She saw a heavy truck with a plastic sheet covering the truck bed driving in from the direction of the school gate.

"They're probably adjusting the gymnasium equipment. Didn't they say they were going to hold a table tennis tournament in our school later?"

"Well, that may be the reason..." Mao Lilan nodded hesitantly.

She was about to leave through the window when she saw a familiar figure getting out of the car behind, approaching the truck parked downstairs, shaking hands with the driver, and starting a conversation.

"Isn't that Mr. Toru Amuro downstairs?" She squinted her eyes to identify him for a moment, then muttered in confusion.

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"Stop! Don't run!"

When Yoji Motobashi slid down the emergency ladder to the first floor in a funny manner, he heard an angry shout from the other side.

He instinctively looked in the direction of the sound and saw a short-haired woman in a business suit rushing towards him while pulling out a pistol from her bosom.

Police, this was undoubtedly a detour arranged by the police in order to arrest him.

Without thinking, Yoji Motobashi quickly ran in the opposite direction.

"Don't even think about running!" Sato Miwako shouted, chasing after him with a gun. Looking at his back, who was still running conscious and able to increase his speed again, she felt confused and frustrated.

Damn it, didn't Tang Ze and the analysis team say that the criminal was thin and weak, and suspected to have average physical fitness? How could he run with such explosive power like a track and field champion?
In front, Yoji Motobashi was running as fast as he could, trying hard to overcome the fear in his heart.

As soon as he left his apartment, or rather, left the range of the bomb, the lingering hallucinations followed him again. The fiery explosions brushed past his body, and some of the building's debris even hit his face, causing him further trauma.

Although he had experienced such a state for a long time and knew very well that these visual effects were just some illusions affecting his mind, the explosion scene that affected all five senses still gave him great stimulation. The feeling of running wildly on the front line of a constantly exploding battlefield made him unable to restrain his physical strength and run forward madly.

However, adrenaline can only bring a short-term stimulating effect. The price of overdrawing physical strength is that he couldn't even make it through the block before being caught up by Sato Miwako.

Yoji Motobashi stepped back tremblingly, his heels hitting the debris in the corner, making a mess.

Miwako Sato approached him step by step with a gun, staring at his sweat-soaked, disheveled and panicked face, and suddenly a surge of rage surged in her heart.

Yoji Motohashi's appearance is not only ordinary, but also has a timid and gloomy taste. His messy hair covers his glasses, forming a fairly typical face of a gloomy otaku who is far away from real social life.

An ordinary person who may not have any outstanding features in daily life. Just by looking at this face, Sato Miwako can imagine this guy standing away from the crowd in a dark way, staring at the glamorous people with jealous and resentful eyes, and the smug look on his face when he installs bombs and writes puzzles.

This guy is just like this...

"Wait, wait!" With barbed wire already stuck to his back and no chance of escape, Yoji Motobashi tried hard to think, observing the surrounding roads, trying to find an excuse to delay time, "Don't use violence, I, I'm in a bad mental state, if you scare me again, I won't remember anything that happens next..."

Miwako Sato paused for a moment, then lowered the muzzle and glared at the target with fierce and angry eyes.

Takagi and his team have actually dismantled the bomb, and their hope of finding the second bomb still lies with this person. She cannot cause serious harm to him, but instead must strive for his cooperation as much as possible.

There was still more than an hour left before the second bomb exploded. The only way to save everyone now was for him to tell them the location of the bomb, or better yet, to proactively terminate the bomb detonation procedure.

This is Yoji Motobashi's biggest bargaining chip, and he still has room to continue dealing with the police.

Thinking of this, Yoji Motobashi's breathing gradually became even, the panic on his face slowly faded away, and a feeling of pride surged up again.

If it weren't for those damned Phantom Thieves who used some unknown method to cloud his perception, preventing him from leaving the house he rented, and used strange technical means to prevent others from intervening at the scene, and even temporarily blocked his eavesdropping on the scene, what could the police do to him?

After all, he was not defeated by the police. His idea was absolutely right. The police were just a bunch of useless people!
The smile on Motohashi Yoji's face widened, but his muscles trembled from excessive tension and intense exercise, making his smile exaggerated and stiff, with a nervous twitch: "I demand that the police pay for the murder of me seven years ago..."

As he spoke, the familiar explosion sound effect sounded again behind the barbed wire behind him.

Yoji Motobashi, who had been acting in similar hallucinations for two days, had long been accustomed to such scenes, so he didn't even turn his head.

However, Miwako Sato, who was standing in front of him, could clearly see everything happening behind him through the barbed wire.

A small, mail-package-like object was suddenly thrown down from the emergency stairs above the building, as if to throw garbage into the messy pile of debris at the bottom.

But when the object, which was tightly tied with tape, fell halfway, it suddenly burst into a bright flash.

Miwako Sato's expression suddenly became panicked. She rushed over without thinking and tried to pull Yoji Motobashi out before the explosion affected her.

There's a second bomb that needs to be defused. Yoji Motobashi is a damn bastard, but he can't die now!

Seeing the policewoman in front of him look horrified, Yoji Motobashi was stunned for a moment, not understanding the reason for her expression.

The next second, the high heat and energy caused by the explosion swept in from behind.

He stood there, not moving a muscle. However, after waiting for two seconds, the severe pain and burning sensation did not disappear. Instead, the enormous energy overturned the wire mesh behind him and pushed him forward.

This explosion, this explosion is actually real——!
"Motobashi, Motobashi!" Sato Miwako coughed and waved away the smoke and dust in front of her, trying hard to cross the flames, rushed forward, and pushed away the burning debris with all her strength.

No idea if it was the type of bomb used or some other reason, but the explosion was very loud, but the scope seemed very restrained. Everyone except Yoji Motobashi, who was standing a few meters away, was unharmed.

After struggling to throw away the barbed wire that was pressing down on her, Sato Miwako saw Motobashi Yoji's face and quickly reached out to feel his breathing.

Still alive for now.

Just as Miwako Sato felt, the bomb dropped behind him did not seem to be very powerful. The main damage to him was not the explosion itself, but the various debris and fragments that flew out with the explosion.

For example, she saw at a glance a broken wine bottle piercing Motobashi Yoji's forearm, almost piercing his hand completely, and the fallen barbed wire and garbage made the sharp object penetrate deeply into the flesh in front of him.

His entire arm was almost cut off by the bottle. Even if he received timely treatment, it would be impossible for his hand to recover its normal function.

"Call for support, call for support, someone is injured, this is Sato, repeat..." Reaching out to press the more obvious wound on Yoji Motobashi's body, Sato Miwako spoke to her colleague on the other side of the intercom, then couldn't help but look up at the winding iron staircase above her head.

The person who blew up Yoji Motobashi had obviously planned it in advance and looked like he had been lurking nearby for a long time. Maybe it was someone who knew the other party's identity and was deliberately seeking revenge, or maybe it was some other criminal who had cooperated with him and was robbing him.

In short, although it is very comforting to see the bomber himself injured by another bomb, it does not mean that another prisoner can be condoned to use a bomb to hurt others. The person who succeeded in the attack on her head obviously evacuated immediately after throwing the bomb. When she looked over, she could only see a line of flying black cloth disappearing at the corner.

A small card slowly fell from a high place.

"An eye for an eye."

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When Jinpei Matsuda walked up the stairs to the alley entrance, a black car had been waiting there for a long time.

When he saw Zhu Fu Jingguang sitting in the driver's seat, he raised his eyebrows, opened the passenger seat and sat in without saying a word.

The car started and quickly merged into the city's traffic.

Jinpei Matsuda looked at the brake lights of the car in front of him and suddenly asked, "Did you plan this a long time ago? The hallucination, and the bomb just now..."

"About the same." Zhu Fujingguang stepped on the brake and answered while waiting for the red light, "You know, the plastic bomb is not very powerful."

Speaking of explosives, the Phantom Thieves actually have quite a few of them.

In addition to the part provided by the unfortunate FBI, Teiji Moriya also made an indelible contribution to their inventory. The one that was just thrown out came from that person.

Plastic explosives are easy to control the dosage and are also easy to make. If we only discuss the power, the lethality of this bomb is not even comparable to that of a grenade. It is probably equivalent to a bundle of firecrackers.

——If Yoji Motobashi was a normal person, he would hide when he saw the explosion.

As expected, Matsuda Jinpei raised an objection: "He has been hearing explosions in his hallucinations for several days, and he has long lost his instinctive reaction to avoid danger. The effect is not much different from that of a fragmentation grenade."

Although I didn't see the details of the explosion, I can imagine that Joker wouldn't have asked him to throw something for no reason. It was just to create a special effects background for the arrest. It must have been to cause casualties to Yoji Motobashi.

However, because the content and power of the explosive itself were limited, the real cause of the damage was the explosion itself that hit Yoji Motobashi's face.

Even if it was a firecracker, the face would still be disfigured, but throwing a firecracker itself does not make it easy to define the other party's subjective intention. Even if the police wanted to investigate later, they should have no motivation to withdraw resources.

By the way, the person was knocked down by the explosion, and the bomb still had to be dealt with. Next, they had to rush to the location where the second explosion was set up to clean up the mess their intervention had caused for the police.

"No one will die." Zhu Fujingguang shrugged and simply replied.

Jinpei Matsuda let out a breath, leaned back in his seat silently, and said nothing.

"Why, are you in a bad mood? Do you think the commander is too extreme?" Zhu Fujingguang caught his mood and asked, jokingly saying, "It is indeed too much to let a police officer who came from the explosive ordnance disposal team use a bomb to blow up the criminals."

After dealing with explosives for so long, this is probably the first time for Jinpei Matsuda to actively use explosives.

Morobushi Kagemitsu knew that Matsuda Jinpei was not a very principled guy and would not be dissatisfied with Tang Ze because of this arrangement, but he still did not quite understand Tang Ze's intention.

If it were placed in a place like the Yakuza, it would be understandable. Perhaps this was a pledge of allegiance to one's past...

"He probably just wanted to express his intention of an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth." Matsuda Jinpei shook his head. "I just suddenly felt..."

Yoji Motobashi was not some great criminal.

He was able to evade justice for seven years only because of the particularity of the bombing itself and the randomness of the fact that he initially intended to make money and later did it to vent his anger, which made him completely out of the scope of investigation, not because his methods were so sophisticated.

Jinpei Matsuda, who had been chasing this figure for four years, was very clear about this. However, when he saw Yoji Motobashi being easily knocked down by a small explosive, the feeling of absurdity and confusion still surged into his heart uncontrollably.

A guy who is so fragile, whose despicable ability itself cannot be called outstanding, has ruined the bright future of so many policemen...

Not only Kenji Hagiwara, but also Jinpei Matsuda himself.

Even if he were to return to the human world with the help of supernatural forces, he would already be registered as a dead person who had been sacrificed. There would no longer be any possibility for him to continue his past life as if nothing had happened.

The legacy of this man is still circulating in society even with the criminal network that has included him.

"I feel a little unwilling." Jinpei Matsuda said this at the end.

"Yeah, I understand what you mean." After turning and driving into the street of Beika-cho 4-chome, Morobushi Kagemitsu responded, "I have a similar feeling. I had this feeling when the captain and his team found out the specific information about this person."

Such an outstanding and dazzling friend fell into the hands of such an insignificant bastard...

Even if they really used their bodies as shields to protect the safety of the residents, and judging by the results they are still worthy of praise and shining heroes, this kind of anger is difficult to erase.

"I think this is what Joker wanted me to see." Matsuda Jinpei said in a deep voice, "He took me to the palace not to let me see his despicable heart and then develop murderous intentions, but he just wanted to tell me the fact. A little bit of meanness and malice is enough to destroy the happiness of so many people."

Just like his father's life, a small setback at a critical moment can shatter everything. Happiness is always so fragile.

"That's why I thought it would be a good idea to join them. This way we can stop them before any harm is done, right?" Jinpei Matsuda concluded.

Zhu Fu Jingguang glanced back at him and corrected him, "It's us."

The car just drove into the garage, and the surrounding environment gradually darkened. Zhu Fujingguang stepped on the brakes and took Matsuda Jinpei with him, quietly moving along the garage passage towards the sports warehouse.

The underground garage of Teitan High School was built near the gymnasium, so it was easy to get close to the oil barrel where the bomb was placed.

"Hurry up, I'm a little tired. Based on Motobashi Yoji's habits, I guess there will be more here..."

Jinpei Matsuda adjusted his sunglasses and used his special vision to look into the dark warehouse.

…Then they saw a figure sitting on an oil drum in the warehouse, who seemed to have been waiting for them for a long time.

Zhu Fu Jingguang took a breath of cold air, and Matsuda Jinpei also paused.

Then the two of them made exactly the same move at the same time.

He ran towards the entrance behind him.

"I knew it..." Toru Amuro rolled up his sleeves, threw away his hat, and revealed a somewhat ferocious smile, "Stop right there!"

Last time, he really didn't hit the person lightly enough!

(End of this chapter)