Phantom Thief of Heart!but conan

Chapter 772 Professional Counterpart Adachi Toru

"Specific hair color?" Mao Lilan murmured, and soon remembered the woman they rescued tonight.

She is an adult woman with brown hair and fashionable short waves. She is pretty.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but turn her gaze to Suzuki Sonoko who was sitting next to her.

"You, you mean, the woman we sent to the hospital..." Suzuki Sonoko also touched her hair and shuddered.

Suddenly I thought that it would be okay to follow Tang Ze's advice and dye my hair and style it...

"Yes, it fits the characteristics of a serial murder victim." Picking up the draft beer, Matsuda Jinpei briefly introduced, "Including this woman tonight, this is the fourth time."

"So you are there tonight to track down the serial killer?" Conan asked subconsciously, "But, aren't you no longer a policeman?"

And just now, he had a nonchalant expression and rejected the two girls' explanation that Tang Ze could not be the perpetrator of the crime. No matter how you look at it, he doesn't look like a person who is eager to help others.

How could he still actively participate in the investigation and tracking of the murder case after leaving his job?
"Well, it's true that I'm not a police officer anymore. But not being a police officer doesn't mean I can't investigate cases." Matsuda Jinpei said the truth without any hesitation, "This is preparation for a new job. Can it be considered an internship?"

"Um, excuse me, the new job you mentioned is, is it a detective?" Mao Lilan blinked and couldn't help but spit out the first word that came to her mouth, "Recently, there are so many people who want to be detectives..."

Could this really be a career suitable for retired police officers? Why did every former police officer she knew seem to end up as a detective?
There are also several people who changed their careers midway, such as Mr. Toru Amuro, the waiter downstairs.

Thinking of Kudo Shinichi's unabashed yearning and admiration for detectives since childhood, and comparing it with the detectives she has come into contact with...

Some strange images flashed through her mind, and her expression became increasingly stiff.

How should I put it? This feeling is hard to describe.

Tang Ze glanced at her expression of doubt about life and couldn't help laughing.

He knew what she was thinking. She was simply wondering why every optimized police officer became a detective. Is a detective a job similar to a delivery man or a security guard?

Hello, this is really the case in this world.

"Hmm? Oh, yes, you are from Tokyo. There are indeed a lot of detectives in Tokyo." Matsuda Jinpei, who is not a detective by profession, was stunned for a moment, and quickly made up for himself, "Not much different, anyway, they are some similar professions that require participation in investigations. Anyway, I happened to be going to Tokyo, so I stopped by."

"Mr. Adachi..." Tang Ze took the initiative to take over the conversation and glanced at Conan meaningfully, "He is currently employed by the Metropolitan Police Department as a consultant in a specialized field. He is, uh, a detective without a public office."

Mao Lilan breathed a sigh of relief for no apparent reason, but she realized that she was being a little rude, so she quickly asked, "Specialized area? That sounds impressive. Are you investigating public security cases like this murder?"

"To be more precise..." Slowly bringing the wine glass to his lips, Adachi Toru responded with a frivolous and lazy smile, "I specialize in investigating serial murders."

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"Adachi Toru, investigating a serial murder case?!"

"Hattori, please keep your voice down..." Conan couldn't help but move the phone away from his ear to stop his friend from shouting, "I'm still outside."

Hattori Heiji replied in a strange tone: "Don't blame me for making a fuss. This person is most likely one of the police officers I investigated earlier who is related to the Karasawa case."

"Tang Ze has already told me this." Conan nodded without surprise.

And judging from Adachi Toru's rather subtle and unfriendly attitude, the case of Karasawa must have played a significant role in this matter.

To put it bluntly, this guy might have lost his job because of Hattori's investigation.

"No, no, no, you don't know the seriousness of the problem." Even though he knew the person on the other end of the line couldn't see him, Hattori Heiji still shook his head vigorously, "I have investigated more than one problematic policeman, and they were indeed all dismissed from the police force. But we didn't use the Karasawa case as an excuse."

After all, the content of this case has not been falsified so far.

"Considering that they are very likely to be connected to the organization, my father's idea is to dig deep into their illegal and disorderly behavior and use this to remove these scum from the police force." At this point, Hattori Heiji's brows became completely solemn, "Kudo, do you know why Adachi Toru was fired?"

Infected by the seriousness in his words, Conan's relaxed expression also became serious.

Indeed, "It's not Karasawa-kun's fault" and "I was involved in some incidents" were how Adachi Toru himself explained how he lost his job as a police officer last night.

On the other end of the phone, Hattori Heiji lowered his head and looked at the thick stack of documents he had scribbled on, which were designed by Karasawa and Amuro Toru to record the life of Adachi Tsuchiya.

"He was dismissed without hesitation by the Kyoto police station because he was suspected of being related to the serial murders that occurred on the outskirts of Kyoto city. Kudo, Adachi Toru is likely a serial killer who has killed several people directly or indirectly through some means."

After these words were spoken, even Conan, who was really knowledgeable, was stunned.

Good guy, this is really good guy.

If a serial killer is asked to investigate a serial murder case, should he praise the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department for its good judgment? Who would not praise the professionalism of the department?

"He was actually hired by the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department. The situation is a bit bad." Hattori Heiji's expression was still serious. "You should try to keep an eye on him more. When you return to Tokyo, let me know and I will come as soon as possible."

The bad policeman who was expelled from the Kansai region was unexpectedly re-employed by Tokyo, and there is a high probability that he is closely related to the organization.

The Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department and the National Police Agency are right next to each other. Are they really not afraid of this kind of guy sneaking in and stealing secrets for the organization?

No, rather, this might be the real reason why he was hired. We need to investigate how he got the job.

Conan fully felt Hattori Heiji's speechless expression and promised to pay attention in the next few days. After hanging up the phone, he kept a solemn expression for a long time.

The process of fighting against the organization and slowly removing its minions is indeed a long and arduous journey...

"Click——"

While he was sitting under the parasol in a daze, Suzuki Sonoko, who was standing in the shallow water in front of him, raised her camera and pressed the shutter button at Mouri Ran who was standing in front of her.

"Hey, hey, what are you filming..." After adjusting her bikini straps, Mouri Ran turned around vigilantly and glared at Suzuki Sonoko.

"Capture the sexy and beautiful moments." Suzuki Sonoko, who was wearing a leopard print suspender swimsuit, hummed twice.

"Why are you taking that picture..." Mao Lilan looked down at the thin swimming trunks strap on her hips and her face turned red.

Wearing this kind of swimsuit at the beach is perfectly normal, but being photographed is another matter.

"Is there any need to ask? Of course I'll wait for Shinichi to come back and show that guy." Suzuki Sonoko raised the camera and answered as a matter of course.

"what?"

"what?!"

Two surprised voices rang out at the same time. Ran Mouri and Conan, who spoke, looked at each other and quickly looked away.

Conan coughed twice, then grabbed the swimming ring beside the lounge chair to cover up his face which had a strange expression.

Well, he admitted that Xiaolan's outfit of a suspender bra and small swimming trunks was indeed quite sexy...

"He doesn't need to see it..." Mao Lilan retorted in a low voice, and she was unable to express her next thought out loud.

He had already seen it. To be more precise, this time he didn't wear a high-coverage one-piece swimsuit like he did last time he came to Izu, because... "Why not? With this photo in hand, I think he will agree to anything." Suzuki Sonoko, teasing her bestie, put her hands on her hips arrogantly, "This is very valuable information!"

"How is that possible? Right, Conan, what do you think?" Ran Mouri turned her head and looked subtly at Conan who was grabbing the swimming ring and diving into the water.

"How could a child understand this?" Suzuki Sonoko waved her hand.

"Sonoko, I don't think you want to threaten Shinichi at all, you want to threaten me." After receiving Conan's embarrassed expression, Mao Lilan turned her head and asked, "You haven't recovered yet?"

I came to Izu with the intention of traveling, but in the end I didn't meet many handsome guys. Instead, I met a serial killer who might target me. This kind of thing really makes it difficult for people to keep their mentality unchanged.

"Ha, forget it." Suzuki Sonoko's shoulders slumped. "How can I approach strange handsome guys without any psychological barriers? I even suspect that the uncle yesterday was trying to scare me on purpose."

"He, uh, maybe he just wanted to kindly remind you." Mao Lilan reluctantly added a few words, and her eyes turned left and right as if asking for help, and soon her eyes lit up.

"Tang Ze, you're back..." She waved at the boy who was approaching, and when she saw his current appearance, she was stuck for a moment before asking the next question.

Among a group of people wearing swimming trunks and swimsuits with white skin everywhere, Tang Ze, who was wearing beach shorts on the lower body, a hooded sweatshirt on the upper body, and even a pair of sunglasses, covering himself tightly, looked really eye-catching.

Not to mention, he now has a Siamese cat hanging on his shoulder, which looks more like a broken cat than a rest.

"Where did this cat come from?" Turning her head and seeing Tang Ze's figure, Suzuki Sonoko, who was also unable to hold back, even forgot about the problem of failed romantic encounter for a while, "Why are you wearing so tightly to the beach..."

Didn't he say this morning that he was going to the hospital to visit the lady who was attacked and ask her if she had any impression of the murderer? Where did this cat come from?

"I feel a bit too exposed, I want to shade myself. I'm not really suited to the beach. Isn't this cute?" Tang Ze handed over the three glasses of juice in his hand, looking innocent, "When I came here just now, a lady asked me to give her this cat. She said she had to leave for something, and seeing that the cat was very close to me, she asked me to bask in the sun for her for a while."

To support his statement, Tang Ze raised his hand and scratched the cat's chin.

The relaxed Nekko soon began to purr softly and rubbed Tangze's hand intimately.

"Sun-show off the cat..." Conan's mouth twitched as he looked at the Siamese cat which looked inexplicably familiar, but upon closer inspection the color was indeed not right.

A lady, a Siamese cat, was spotted by Tang Ze again...

It couldn't be what he thought...

"Well, she said that this Siamese cat's fur turned dark too quickly due to the weather, so she brought it to the beach to bask in the sun." Tang Ze told the truth.

There is no way. As the case progresses, the weather in the scientific world changes rapidly, which is definitely a test for this kind of key color cat.

When Nekko was rescued from Teiji Moriya, it was a relatively new Siamese cat with only the tip and bridge of its nose dark in color. After a few months, its entire front face looked like a coal miner.

It just so happened that there was a more convenient means of transportation to Izu this time, so he loaded the two Siamese cats onto the car and brought them over, intending to refurbish them a bit.

Today he had a reason to come to the beach to bask in the sun, so he brought his cat along.

Another cat that was stolen from the black-hearted female lawyer's house was being taken by several other teammates and was sunbathing on the other side of the beach.

-By the way, in order to make the cat adapt, Tangze did not change its name even though its previous owner gave it a very uncreative name. It is still called Mi-chan.

The three people, each shocked by their friend's miraculous performance, were silent for a moment. They opened the juice in their hands and took a sip to calm their nerves. Then they remembered the questions they wanted to ask before.

"Has that lady woke up? I remember the doctor in charge of the rescue yesterday said her condition was very critical." Mao Lilan asked with concern.

Moreover, as the only victim who is most likely to have seen the murderer's true face, her safety is also an issue that needs attention.

"Not yet. She's still in the ICU." Tang Ze shrugged. "They say her liver damage is quite serious. She's still under observation. However, Inspector Yokomizo has arranged for someone to take care of her in the hospital. She'll be fine."

Such ferocious and random stabbing was intended to kill her, and damage to her internal organs was difficult to avoid.

"Well, I hope she can recover soon." Suzuki Sonoko wished sincerely.

Then provide accurate confession and catch the arrogant serial killer.

She didn't want to be targeted by a pervert for no reason just because of her natural hair color...

Tang Ze smiled and nodded, and replied soothingly: "Yes, I will."

He didn't go to the hospital just out of concern. After communicating with Inspector Yokomizo's subordinates, he disguised himself as an ICU doctor and secretly gave the victim some of Haibara Ai's special medicine.

According to Tang Ze's speculation, for a perverted shadow murderer like him who has caused certain changes in his cognitive world, this potion should be able to help the victim quickly recover from the trauma he has caused.

However, having said that, it would be difficult for the victim to wake up in a short period of time, and it was unrealistic to expect the victim to identify the murderer before everything happened, so Tang Ze quickly turned back and returned to the beach to find his two classmates.

By the way, sit tight and wait.

Pulling the hood covering his face, Tang Ze caught a glimpse of the man slowly approaching them from the corner of his eye, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

This is also the reason why he wants to hide his appearance completely.

When they couldn't see his face, strange men were still more willing to talk to Mouri Ran and Suzuki Sonoko.

"Excuse me, ladies. Are you free?"

Hearing the soft, low and quite pleasant male voice, Suzuki Sonoko, who was holding a juice straw in her mouth, quickly turned around and looked in the direction of the speaker.

A man with slicked-back hair and an open floral shirt walked towards them with a smile.

His brown hair was meticulously groomed, with a few playful strands left on his forehead, and clear muscle lines could be seen through his open collar.

Coupled with that handsome face with thick eyebrows and big eyes, just looking at the external conditions, he is definitely a handsome guy full of hormones.

"If you are free, would you like to have lunch together?" Dokyo Masahiko, who was standing a few steps away, looked at the group carefully. When he saw Suzuki Sonoko holding her camera, he smiled and said, "Of course, I'll treat you."

He behaved quite restrainedly and had no intention of crossing the social distance. His polite manner was very appealing.

Suzuki Sonoko's expression suddenly brightened. Just as she was about to respond, she glanced at her best friend standing beside her with her long hair flying in the sea breeze, and her smile faded again.

He was talking about the two young ladies, so it would be better if he didn't take it too seriously.

"I understand, I understand. She's your target, right?" Suzuki Sonoko grabbed her friend's arm and patted her twice. "Go ahead. Everyone loves beauty. But she's already taken. Don't have any bad thoughts about her."

As for yourself, it’s better not to go over to watch a strange handsome guy trying to show his affection to your bestie.

It's sad to see him being a light bulb.

"No, how could that be." Dokyo Masahiko glanced at Mao Lilan's face and hair, and soon laughed. His focused eyes were once again cast on Suzuki Sonoko, "The one I want to invite is actually only you."

"Ah?" Unexpectedly, Suzuki Sonoko was stunned. Seeing Dokyou Masahiko's straightforward and enthusiastic eyes, she felt a little at a loss.

"Meow~" Nekko, who was lying on Tangze's shoulder, called out in a coquettish voice.

(End of this chapter)