The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan.

Tangze stared at the interface on Conan's phone, seemingly reading the information carefully, but in fact his pupils were shaking at the sudden amount of information.

What's this! What and what!

How could the Night Baron be involved with the undead on Baker Street!

Don't panic, think calmly...

...I can’t think about it!

Many times, Tangze's composure comes from his ability to master hidden information.

The margin brought by the spoiler's special status is an important part of Tang Ze's self-confidence.

But this time, it was precisely because he knew what artificial intelligence "Noah's Ark" meant that he really panicked.

Ehara Tokio's message was written by Karasawa himself, but his creation was based on the basic information of Ark Navi, a confidential project urgently developed by the organization, and was not completely made up.

Although Conan was misled from time to time and would set off smoke bombs, Karasawa had great trust in his investigative and reasoning abilities for this world-class detective partner.

That is to say...

Thoughts were flying, and the plots of Ming Ke and P5 were alternately bombarding his mind. Tang Ze instinctively controlled his facial expressions to prevent his uneasy mood from being exposed.

"Do you think the organization is related to this artificial intelligence?" Things have developed into an unknown realm. This time Tangze is really asking Conan for his opinion.

"If they are not involved, the content developed must be related to it. Artificial intelligence, game development, and the keyword Noah's Ark. I don't think these are coincidences." Conan nodded firmly, "I I am contacting Dr. A Li, and I found that this project is somewhat related to him and my father. They both assisted this technology company in developing holographic games..."

Oh, I almost forgot, Yusaku Kudo and Dr. Agasa are from the game production team of "Cocoon".

Not only were they highly involved in the game script, but they also brought in a lot of private goods...

Tangze, who still wanted to know more about the situation, stopped talking and glanced at the bedroom.

...Forget it, if we continue chatting here, Sister Mingmei and Xingchuan will be suffocated to death in the cloakroom.

Tang Ze temporarily put away the urge to ask questions and stood up.

"It seems that we need to wait for news from Dr. Ali... Don't stay here. I'm a little hungry. Have you had lunch?"

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In 2-chome of Mika Town, Dr. Agasa, who received the message from Conan, made a call to Yusaku Kudo with a serious look on his face.

The call didn't go through.

This is not surprising, considering the time difference, it is midnight at Kudo Yusaku's place in the United States.

The fat little old man read the received email twice more. He was restless. After thinking about it, he tidied up the laboratory and walked out of the door.

No, he has to go to the working group responsible for docking in Tokyo to see.

If there is no tangible evidence, Shinichi will rarely make a direct conclusion. He is the type who pays great attention to physical evidence and logic.

Since he thinks that "cocoon" has a certain connection with the organization, maybe he can find clues there...

The sky is clear in Izu, which is dozens of kilometers away, but at this moment in Tokyo, it is covered with dark clouds and heavy rain.

Dr. Ali found a wide black umbrella from the entrance and walked to the garage against the wind.

The holly in the courtyard was shiny by the rain, and the small red fruits were crowded together. Clusters were dotted on both sides of the road leading to the courtyard gate. The branches full of vitality swayed with all their strength, as if foreshadowing some kind of perseverance. strength.

Seeing the garden scenery in the rain, Dr. Ali's face brightened a little, and he couldn't help but smile. He started the wipers and turned on the low beam headlights of the vehicle.

The courtyard door automatically slid open to both sides, making way for vehicles to pass. He gently stepped on the accelerator.

The moment his little Beetle poked out of the courtyard wall, the car lights illuminated a dazzling white shadow on the ground, and Dr. A Li quickly stopped.

The crackling raindrops hit the roof and the ground. He opened the car door in a panic and got out of the car, walking around to the front of the car.

A thin figure, draped in an adult-sized white coat, lay face down in the dirty rain. Only a thin arm could be seen protruding from the pile of cloth, hanging feebly on the ground.

"Child?" Ignoring the rain that wetted her clothes and glasses, Dr. Ali knelt down, carefully stretched out her hand, turned the little girl over with her eyes closed, and helped her sit up.

This is a very beautiful and cute little girl. Her short chestnut hair is stained with dust and sewage, and is messy on both sides of her face.

Except for the outer white coat, she only had a soaked blue shirt and a long iron box that she couldn't tell what it was holding tightly in her hands.

"How could a little girl run out dressed like this in such weather...and have a fever?" He touched her sickly flushed face, and the hot temperature in his hands made Dr. A Li's heart tighten.

Glancing at the car that he hadn't even driven out of the door, he sighed, wrapped his coat around the cold little girl, and turned back towards the house.

Should we call the police? This is not an ordinary missing child case.

But no matter what, we have to find a way to reduce her fever first. It is very dangerous for such a young child to have a high fever... I don't know if there are any contraindications to taking medicine. Really, today's parents are so irresponsible...

Dr. Ali, who was still thinking about the follow-up treatment plan, heard the vague and repeated murmurs from the little girl's mouth, and his thoughts were suddenly interrupted.

"Kudo... Kudo Shinichi... Kudo Shinichi..."

"Run away..."

"Tang, Tang Ze... Wu... Tang... Ze..."

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"Sister Akemi, sister Akemi?" He called twice. Seeing that Miyano Akemi was still looking at the newspaper in her hand, Karasawa used a little force to pull out the newspaper that had not been touched for ten minutes. Got pumped.

With Karasawa's strength, Miyano Akemi finally came to her senses, put down the newspaper and looked at Karasawa across the table: "What's wrong?"

"You're still asking me what's wrong... You are the only one, are you okay?" Karasawa drew a little closer and looked at Miyano Akemi's face from side to side, "I called you many times but there was no response. Why do you feel that you have been so silent today? Uneasy?"

Miyano Akemi put her hand on her chest and said nothing.

The heart beats powerfully under the palm, but it always seems to miss a beat from time to time. She wasn't sure if it was a psychological effect or if she was really feeling unwell.

In short, she has been feeling inexplicable heart palpitations since she woke up this morning, which made her feel very depressed and extremely uneasy.

"I don't know either." Lowering her eyelashes, Miyano Akemi replied hesitantly, "I always feel a little palpitated... maybe it's because I slept too late last night."

Are you having heart palpitations...?

Tangze bit the straw of the juice and couldn't help but fell silent. He couldn't tell whether he was feeling something or thinking.

"...What are you two talking about?" Feeling inexplicably excluded, Xingchuan Hui put the ice soda in his hand on the table where the three of them were sitting.

"Hey, when Sister Mingmei said that, I was a little unspeakably uneasy." Tang Ze curled his lips and turned his head when he listened to the movement of the crowd on the beach.

With the disappearance of Ehara Tokio, the participants of the event seemed to have determined that he was the elusive organizer, and most likely had some mental problems.

In short, the "Night Baron" virus did not appear, and the Night Baron himself only appeared in one set of clothes. Many IT talents gathered at the Izu Princess Hotel left disappointed, while those who were not pressed for time simply stayed. Let’s continue our vacation and enjoy this last day and night trip at half price.

Anyway, the money is paid.

With the same idea, Kogoro Maori, who had no intention of finding the Night Baron, naturally would not let down Karasawa's warm invitation and stayed in the hotel with Conan and Mao Lilan.

Except for Karasawa and the others, including Conan, who had made some progress in the investigation, they were in a good mood. Taking advantage of the comfortable sea breeze in the afternoon, they ran to the hotel's private beach to play in the water.

Karasawa then made simple disguises for Miyano Akemi and Hoshikawa Teru, and called them down together.

"Okay Karasawa." Seeing that Karasawa was actually a little depressed, Miyano Akemi patted her younger brother's arm, "It's just a little feeling... You said you should go on vacation and be happy."

On the beach not far away, several young men and women in swimsuits were playing beach volleyball with great enthusiasm.

With Mao Lilan leaping high and dunking, the volleyball flew hard to the opposite side of the block and hit the sand pit heavily.

"Snapped!"

"boom!"

The violent explosion attracted the attention of pedestrians, ignoring the heavy raindrops falling. Pedestrians on both sides of the road raised their umbrellas and looked up in the direction of the sound.

I saw a series of noises coming from nowhere in the tall pharmaceutical company building. A burst of fire broke through the large glass curtain wall, and the broken building materials fell to the ground, causing a series of screams.

The billowing smoke caused by the explosion poured into the rain curtain and rose upwards, as if connecting to the low rain clouds, as if the smoke covered the entire Tokyo.

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