The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan.

"No matter how many times I see this place, I still feel it's exaggerated every time I see it." Standing in front of the isolation door, Miyano Akemi looked at the three bright red arrows on the wall where she couldn't feel the material, and the sense of absurdity came back to her. heart.

She knew that as the founder of Cognitive Hexology, even after discovering the nature of the organization, he had been working in secret and delaying the progress of the project. Karasawa Ikawa's influence in this regard cannot be ignored - in the palace of Pisco, they I have fully seen the various effects of those fancy K words.

But in the impression space that represents the collective subconscious of the public, it is still strange to see such marks on the partitions on each floor.

"Perhaps, his influence in practical applications is greater than we expected." Thinking of the "Tang Ze School" hanging above his head, Tang Ze could only shake his head helplessly, "When entering the impression space, I I didn’t expect that this kind of theory that sounds like metaphysics not only has many supporters, but also treats him as a spiritual leader.”

"Then you took the lead in dissecting the children of the spiritual leader, right? No wonder the organization recruited people from among them." Xingchuan Hui rolled his eyes after hearing the cause and effect.

"Let's take a look at what's down there first." After rubbing the back of his neck, which had been bumped by the car, Tang Ze walked towards the isolation door, "This time we should reach the entrance to the next area..."

The eighteenth floor is already hell, don’t add more, don’t add more, just recreate a wave of passionate tower climbing. If you are a man, just go to the 200th floor, right?

Tangze, who habitually opened his third eye to look for interactive locations, saw something very familiar at first sight.

In the center of the wall, the shadow of a red line penetrated the wall and fluttered slowly. It was exactly the same as what Tang Ze saw when he first saw the lower isolation door of the Impression Space.

how? Are you coming to eat snakes again?

Karasawa, who was a little more alert, pulled off his scarf first to avoid another experience of almost being strangled to death by a prop.

Tentatively, Tangze moved the scarf in his hand forward and touched the red line in the middle of the wall.

As if attracted by something invisible, the red scarf immediately flew up, connecting with the red shadow, and the three red triangles on the door also lit up.

The red light swept across them all in an instant.

The familiar electronic female voice, with a flat tone and no ups and downs, rumbled throughout the hall like a broadcast in a subway station.

"New visitor detected."

"Visitor permissions are being confirmed..."

"Permission confirmed."

"Access has been unlocked."

"Welcome back, Karaze——Zi——"

The second half of the last sentence was drowned out by a harsh interference sound. When the pronunciation reached the second syllable of saw, it was completely impossible to distinguish the following content.

"...I almost forgot about this." Looking around at the isolation doors on both sides, which were crowded with dark shadows and the "shadow subway" that emitted red light through the doors, Miyano Akemi's hair stood on end and she couldn't help but He took a step back in the direction of his teammates and consciously formed a back-to-back defensive formation with them. "Ark, this sound is the same sound used to prompt you to open the game cabin. What kind of sound source is this sample? Or maybe , is this the sound effect you synthesized?”

"I didn't do it." Noah shook his head with a serious expression. "I am only responsible for the software part of the game. Those 'game cabins' actually provide me with the ability to use sensors to confirm people's identities and pull people into the game space. The medium... Speaking of the sound source of those prompt sounds..."

As he recalled, the data flow rolled in his eyes for a moment, and he slowly showed a look of confusion.

"It seems that it was automatically generated after the data connection was completed?" Noah frowned.

"Also, what does this 'Welcome back' mean?" Glancing at Karasawa, who was silently clutching one end of his scarf as if he was thinking about it, Hoshikawa Hui took the time to ask, "'Karasawa', what exactly?" Which 'Karasawa' you are referring to?"

"Uncle and aunt, have you really entered the impression space?" On this issue, Miyano Akemi was particularly confused.

She once asked Shiho in a subtle way whether he knew the existence of the cognitive world.

Compared to her part-time job during the holidays, Miyano Shiho is the real assistant to Ichikawa Karasawa and Leona Karasawa. Her academic background in life sciences and unparalleled academic IQ make her extremely capable in this cutting-edge field where there are no pioneers. It is normal for someone with rich advantages to be trained as an apprentice.

If she had an idea about this, then she would probably be able to accept it if I slowly told her about the Phantom Thieves.

What's more, she seemed to be aware of something.

Maybe it was still in the suspicion stage and had not been confirmed for the time being, but when she occasionally came to House No. 22, the feeling that she did not dare to take a second look for fear of revealing some terrible secret was real.

"Seeing through without telling the truth is the professional quality of a Riddler." Tang Ze commented.

However, Shiho's look of not understanding didn't seem like he was just pretending.

——This point has been certified by Karasawa. Shiho's acting skills are not that good. It is more difficult than expected for a smart person who has done relevant academic work for many years to pretend to be stupid. This may be the curse of knowledge.

If my uncle had really seen the cognitive world with his own eyes, there was no reason why he had to hide Shiho, who had the closest relationship with the couple, when he knew that he was not going to die soon.

But if the name after "Karasawa" is "Zhao"...

Miyano Akemi's eyes were also cast on Karasawa's silent back.

"Following common movie and TV drama routines," Naomi Asai, who didn't say a few words along the way because she didn't know much about it, said abruptly, "At this time, the joker should act as a split personality, or another black character should appear. A joker or something like that..."

Karasawa turned his head helplessly and glanced at them: "What kind of low-quality horror movie or toilet paper light novel plot is this? I said, hey, hey, hey, I'm just watching something, I'm not deaf, I made my voice low A little bit? What kind of split personality? It’s too cliche.”

"Isn't it?" Asai Narimi tilted her head, and the high ponytail behind her head swayed twice, "It's too much like a 'deliberately designed trap' or something like that, isn't it?"

"Karasawa alter, right?" After making a remark that no one understood, Karasawa shook his head and continued to look down at the scarf in his hand, "Don't worry about the notification sound. It doesn't matter if it says 'Karasawa Ikawa' or 'Karasawa Lei'." Oona' or even 'Karasawa Akira' is fine, that's not the point now."

As he said that, Tang Ze gently let go of his hand, and the scarf automatically absorbed it back, rolled it up around his neck, and hung it there peacefully again.

The tail has grown another 20 centimeters - a small problem. Tang Ze had already predicted it when he saw Snake last time. His scarf looked like the one borrowed from the Journey movie next door, getting longer and longer. , sooner or later it will have to be dragged on the ground.

The brooch hanging on the scarf still stayed there peacefully.

However, on the thin golden chain connected to the brooch, there was an extra row of buttons for no apparent reason.

Originally this was just a decorative golden chain, with each link being the same size.