Phantom Thief of Heart!but conan

Chapter 912 Crouching Dragon and Phoenix Chick
"Hey, Xiaolan, look, isn't this your famous detective?"

Kazuha, who was eating and looking at her phone, suddenly saw something and raised her head from her bowl. She turned the phone screen towards Mouri Ran in surprise.

Mao Lilan instinctively looked in the direction of her phone, only to find that the social platform of Nichiren TV had already begun promoting this detective variety show.

Different from the promotional poster they saw in the afternoon, this poster used another composition. In addition to the detectives surrounding the front, there was also a dark silhouette in the background of the poster. The angle of the backlight covered most of the person, making him look like the final boss.

However, the iconic hairstyle and suit make it easy to determine this person's identity without seeing his face.

"It's him." Mao Lilan shrugged and lowered her head again, "I know that."

Not only did he know, he even followed Hattori Heiji on the same bus in the morning...

"I see... What a surprise! You look so calm." Toyama Kazuha turned to observe Mao Lilan's expression. "Hasn't he been missing for several months?"

Regarding this girl who grew up with a high school detective whose mind was full of solving cases, Toyama Kazuha thinks that the two of them can be considered of the same kind and can more or less understand Mouri Ran's feelings.

If it was Hattori Heiji who was involved in such a troublesome case, and had to be away from his original living environment and not see anyone for several months, she would definitely be worried to death.

Seeing Mao Lilan's unexpected calmness, Yuanshan Heye frowned strangely, looked around, leaned close to her ear and whispered: "Why are you like this? Did you have a fight? Or have you changed your mind?"

"Ahem..." Ran Maoli choked on her soup and quickly grabbed a tissue to cover her mouth. She looked at Toyama Kazuha with a smile on her face. "What nonsense are you talking about! Shinichi told me that he doesn't have time to participate in the variety show, but the production team was so kind that he accepted the invitation and recorded some videos and voices for them. He's not coming to Tokyo, so why should I be so excited?"

Well, actually, there are only simple voices. Although Shinichi has the ability to fake some images, that would be too dangerous...

"What..." Yuanshan Heye, who didn't get to eat the melon, sat back in his original position. Looking at her wiping her mouth while trying to hide the smile on her lips, he said sourly, "After being apart for so long, how come you seem to have a better relationship?"

"Well, it's probably because we give each other some space, so we can see our own inner thoughts more clearly." Feeling embarrassed to lie, Mao Lilan tilted her head and expressed her high emotional intelligence.

"Is that so? That's great..."

"Ah sneeze - ah sneeze -"

"I told you to wear two more layers. Children can easily catch a cold." Hattori Heiji, who had just returned from a walk around the hotel, was about to say something to Conan when he was almost hit by his sneeze. He quickly took two steps back, "The wind on the island is quite strong."

"I didn't catch a cold! I just became smaller in appearance, so my strength has declined, but my physical fitness hasn't changed much!" Conan wiped his face and replied unhappily, "How has my stability in playing football changed?"

"Really..." Hattori Heiji was shocked by his well-reasoned rebuttal. He touched his chin and fell into deep thought. "In other words, you only look seven or eight years old, but your brain development is still the same, right?... Hmm, what a magical medicine, the therapeutic effect is amazing. I want to try everything you said..."

"Don't make fun of me." Conan kicked Hattori Heiji, "This blessing is given to you, do you want it?"

"I don't want it, but there are definitely a lot of powerful old men who want it."

"That's the problem..." Conan rubbed his head and felt a headache when he thought about it.

When he ran to the doctor from time to time to draw blood from Haibara for examination, he had already heard some things about Drug A from Haibara Ai.

Perhaps it was because Tang Ze's parents' research was far more shocking than APTX4869, she was obviously not as resistant as she was at the beginning to reveal the truth about the experiment, and she said a lot of profound things.

For example, her research found that although APTX can physically reverse aging, people’s cognition of themselves is fixed, or in other words, their brains have adapted to the old physical state, just like people with amputations experience phantom pain, and the old body functions cannot be completely corrected unless assisted by cognitive correction and treatment. However, the experimental operators who can carry out this step, namely the Tang Ze couple, are hypocritical in this experiment of correcting other people’s cognition. At present, the organization cannot achieve perfect rejuvenation in the true sense.

Of course, this also includes the fact that after she got the sample from Vermouth, she confirmed that the antidote for APTX might be like poison to some people...

Throwing away the technical terms that filled his mind, Conan decided not to bother with those complicated things for the time being. He turned to look at Hattori Heiji: "So what did you want to say when you came here just now?"

"Oh, I almost forgot." Hattori Heiji patted his forehead, "This hotel is cleaned quite cleanly, it seems that the TV station is not so single. In addition, this hotel is decorated with a lot of lavender..."

As he spoke, Hattori Heiji looked out the window of their room.

There, on the bare, badly corroded windowsill, there were two pots of lavender, and the faint fragrance of the flowers also filled the room.

“I don’t know if this is a hint or if it’s related to the next puzzle.”

"A lot?" Conan frowned, and somehow remembered the murals in the wonderful space of the blue castle.

If this was arranged by the production team... and combined with the fact that Mizunashi Rena is most likely a member of the organization...

"Go see where Akechi has gone." Thinking of this, Conan decisively grasped the main contradiction.

If this arrangement has any special purpose, I probably won't get a real answer by asking the program crew, but Goro Akechi might know something.

Tang Ze, who was being closely watched by them, was standing on a foggy island at this time. He was running forward following the small dots marking his teammates on the map while covering his nose.

"It's so strong that it's a bit pungent... If I had known earlier, I should have asked Mizuno Rena to put two pots as a token of her respect. Instead of putting so many, the smell in the impression space is simply overwhelming..."

Although this uninhabited island had no residents before, so it was impossible for any impression space to exist, but when the crew set foot on the island, the situation here began to change dramatically.

Even though it’s just a small program crew, they brought so many talented people to the island.

Putting aside the Phantom Thief of Heart, the detectives participating in the recording are all outstanding, with strong willpower and quick minds. Judging from Conan's severe motion sickness when he went to the castle last time, their cognitive power is very strong.

Together with Rena Mizunoshi and Toru Amuro who were awarded as SSRs by the organization, and Junya Tokitsu, who may not form a palace but is definitely indispensable in the subway, the cognitive space of this nameless island is evolving very quickly.

Therefore, the flowers and plants placed in various places in the house naturally convey this common cognition to the side of understanding the world, and the smell is amazing.

Tang Ze opened his third eye and quickly found the location of his teammates. He passed through the thick white fog and stepped into the space they were in. Several people stood back to back, surrounding the only Muggle Hagihara Kenji in the middle, standing in this space that was like the eye of a typhoon, observing the surroundings vigilantly.

"Leader!" Xingchuan Hui, who was most sensitive to changes in the surrounding environment, noticed someone approaching and immediately turned his head to look. When he saw the person coming, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and his frown suddenly relaxed, "You are quite fast."

"The crew must have rested after landing on the island, so I came to see your situation." Tang Ze pulled the cloth on his eyes, applied the opening buff on himself, and joined their formation. "How is it, what are the results of the observation?"

In addition to cleaning up Shi Jin Runzai, this time, they really planned to study how the cognitive space of this world judges the closed environment.

The space of the Blue Castle proved that a place where a few people lived permanently could easily generate a special palace/impression space with boundaries so weak that they were almost non-existent. This time, their test was mainly to see what restrictions the generation of this space had on time.

"Quite amazing." Miyano Akemi pointed in the direction of the center of the island, and then pointed at Kenji Hagiwara behind her.

Since there was no need to join the battle queue for the time being, Kenji Hagiwara naturally shared the logistical work for Noah. At this time, he was holding a portable camera in his hand.

"It took less than half an hour." Hagiwara Kenji, who had been keeping an eye on the viewfinder, pointed to the time stamp on it. "Nanatsuki Koshimizu is a strong lady."

In the direction his camera was facing, there was a small house which was also made of wood but decorated exquisitely and elegantly.

Around the house, endless lavender stretched outward, extending into the pitch-black white fog. The strong floral fragrance intertwined with the sea breeze, forming a strange smell that seemed to permeate the entire space.

It is obvious that although it is difficult for Nanatsuki Koshimizu to win over guys like Shinichi Kudo and Tanaka Hakuba in an intellectual confrontation, her hatred and anger are indeed outstanding in terms of emotion and will.

Coupled with the familiar senses of the perpetrator Junya Tokatsu himself, and the impression left by the turtle soup on the road on all the detectives and staff, this space is being opened up at an unprecedented speed.

"It doesn't look like it's going to form a palace." Tang Ze opened his third eye and observed the progress ahead, "But it already has the potential to develop into a 'special impression space'."

"Yes. So, even if we are not here, as long as Miss Koshimizu can bring Tokatsu Junya to this island, her revenge will be carried out smoothly." Asai Narimi crossed his arms and commented objectively, "She is indeed a good candidate."

"...Don't make yourself sound like the HR of the Phantom Thieves." Tang Ze couldn't help but glance at him distractedly.

"Isn't that me?" Asai Narimi raised his eyebrows. "Haga Kyosuke has contacted me many times, asking me when he can come to visit Amemiya's house again."

This sentence means that he really wants to join the Phantom Thieves, and if there are any procedures and training, he is always ready.

"Don't worry, if he is determined, there will be a big job soon." Tang Ze spread his hands, "You know, we have so much work to do that we can never finish it."

He understands the truth. In the world of detective stories, the case can't be missing without anyone, but the situation in this world is really amazing. This cognitive space that grows lushly every day has a kind of beauty that even two more Toru Amuro can't finish.

"Let's focus on what's happening right now." Zhu Fu Jingguang waved his hand, interrupting their idle chatter. "If we keep changing at this speed, maybe the world over there will have sensed it?"

The two detectives who were walking in the corridor trying to find Goro Akechi covered their noses at the same time, looked at each other, and frowned at the same time.

"The scent of flowers is getting stronger." Hattori Heiji looked around suspiciously, "Is there any more lavender planted somewhere? Even if it was for setting up puzzles, the production crew really has too much free time to bring so many pots of lavender to the island in advance."

"Not only lavender, but also a lot of tool boxes." Conan approached the flower pot at the corner of the corridor, squatted down, and moved the boxes beside the flower pot, "Hammer, nails, electrical tape... a very standard tool box."

If it was just lavender, it could perhaps be explained as a need for beautification, but with the toolbox, the purpose of this placement is a bit too strong.

"Could this be part of the puzzle?" Hattori Heiji touched his chin, thinking uncertainly.

"Maybe this is related to a real case. Otherwise, they wouldn't have asked us to do any situational puzzles on the way..." Conan stood up again and clapped his hands.

“You noticed that, too.”

As the two were talking, the door behind them opened and Bai Matan's voice was heard.

"I agree with you guys. It's a pity that there is no signal on this island. Apart from the big cases that have been widely reported, I don't know much about the cases in Japan in recent years, so I can't match them up right away." Detective Hakuba put his phone back in his pocket, not without regret. "What about you local detectives? Do you have any news that you can remember?"

"A case related to lavender and a toolbox..." Hattori Heiji pinched his chin and began to think.

Conan, who was about to recall the same thing, suddenly heard Bai Batan's signal. He blinked and reached for his cell phone.

Well, even though his phone with Phantom Thief Line installed has no signal now, he can still send messages to those Phantom Thieves.

I wonder if if I privately chat with Noah's Ark, the other party will help him search online since we have been chatting in the game for so long...

His fingertips had just touched the phone, and before the three people could get any answers from their actions, the door on the other side of the corridor was pushed open with a bang, hitting the wall behind it heavily, shaking the old floor.

The three detectives whose train of thought was interrupted looked over together and saw a pale-faced Tokatsu Junya rushing out of the door, clinging to the window in the corridor, pinching his neck with both hands, and making continuous retching sounds.

Although he disliked this rookie, Hattori Heiji frowned, but still instinctively moved over to see if the other person needed help.

"What's wrong with you? Are you allergic to lavender...?"

As he got closer, Hattori Heiji spoke slower and slower, and his words gradually got stuck in his throat, as if he felt the same way as everyone else.

Not only Hattori Heiji, but also Hakuba Tan and Conan widened their eyes in disbelief, looking at the incredible scene before them.

Tokatsu Junya had half of his body hanging on the windowsill, retching until his face turned red and hideous. As he vomited, lavender petals like snow fell down the stairs.

(End of this chapter)