The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan.

It is true that Suzuki Sonoko never does housework when she is at home, but simple self-care issues such as making the bed and tidying up her room cannot trouble her.

At best, her movements were a little clumsy and not neat, so she arranged them very carefully.

So when the sound of something falling to the ground came from the next door, she reacted quickly and raised her head suddenly.

"Teacher Mihara?" She called out tentatively, but received no response. She frowned and walked out of the room without thinking, preparing to go next door to see the situation.

"Suzuki-san, what's wrong?" Karasawa's voice rang at the right moment.

"Karasawa!" Relaxed instantly, Suzuki Sonoko immediately gave up her plan to walk into the room. She waited until Karasawa, who was walking downstairs from the other side, came in front of her, and then pointed at the half-open door.

Karasawa, who knew exactly what he would see, first pushed Suzuki Sonoko back with his hand, then stepped forward and looked through the door.

"Go call someone!" Not surprisingly, he saw a human body on the ground with long light-colored hair covering his face. Karasawa waved his hand, "Mr. Yonehara seems to have fainted!"

"Ah?! Oh, oh!" He vaguely caught a glimpse of light brown curly hair on the ground through Karasawa's shoulder. Suzuki Sonoko panicked for a moment, followed Karasawa's instructions almost instinctively, turned around and ran towards the living room.

After her figure disappeared around the corner, Tang Ze looked back into the room and walked in the door.

As soon as he stood behind the door, he immediately tilted his head and accurately predicted Yonehara Koko's panic attack. He raised his left hand and grasped it towards the right back, intercepting the opponent's palm that wanted to cover his mouth and nose.

At the same time, he stepped into the door with his heel and closed the door again.

"Teacher Yonehara, relax." He lowered his voice and spoke in a soft tone, "I'm not here to hinder you. I just hope that no innocent people will be harmed because of your eager revenge."

Yonehara Koko, who was called out by him, was shocked. She released the strength from her hands, took half a step back, and looked at Tang Ze again: "You, what are you..."

Looking at the wind and snow pouring into the house through the cracked window, Karasawa turned around, looked at the short-haired Mihara Koko, and then looked at the body covered with her wig on the ground, and gave a reminder: "Are you sure to take the time?" Are you spending it on this? Suzuki-san will call someone over soon."

"You know my plan..." Yonehara Koko, who quickly saw this from his affirmative tone and calm look, took a big breath.

"I can't say whether you know it or not. I can only say that you are a staunch avenger, but you are indeed not a seasoned criminal." Karasawa used his toes to nudge Sugiyama's stiff body on the ground and calmly said explain.

He didn't really go upstairs just to show off, he was really looking for Sakai and others to trick him.

On the one hand, this is to explain her understanding of Mihara Koko clearly, so that she will not attribute the reason to metaphysics. On the other hand, she is really curious about Mihara Koko's mentality.

As for the cause and effect of the case, he must have a certain understanding of the first mover advantage of understanding the plot, but he also wants to explore what happened three years ago.

In any case, the primary school teacher will play a very important role in life. Tangze himself can still remember the teacher in his previous life who left him with unpleasant memories.

Although it is said that the life of a detective is indeed very evil. All kinds of dead friends, old classmates, old friends, idols, etc., can circle around the equator. However, the role of teachers in the past should be retained as much as possible. It’s better to keep some good memories.

"I'm a little curious about your thoughts, but the time we can communicate is very limited, so we can only keep the story short. Are you seeking revenge on the children who died three years ago?"

Using the classic psychological counselor chatting style, Tang Ze stood still and did not move to avoid triggering a reflexive attack from the nervous opponent.

His expression was gentle and unquestioning. Yonehara Koko met his eyes and was briefly dazed for a moment, and her breathing quickly calmed down.

"Yes." As soon as this affirmative answer came out, Yonehara Koko seemed to have left all the baggage behind, exhaled, and continued smoothly, "The child Minako who committed suicide, she was killed. I just I know Sugiyama is one of them, but who the other is, I’ve never been able to determine.”

"So, do you want to show that you were attacked and Sugiyama died, and that someone was investigating the matter, and then draw your attention to the case three years ago, and want to find out who this person is?"

"You're right." Yonehara Koko took a breath. The wind and snow that continued to pour in from the cracks in the window blew the cold air throughout the room, which cheered her up even more. "I know how to do this. I have become a sinner who coldly takes advantage of others, but Minako...she has lost her father, and her mother has reorganized her family. If, if even I forget her..."

At the end of the sentence, her voice couldn't help but tremble, her emotions were rolling over her, and the sourness in her nose was about to well up in her eyes.

Before she really shed tears, Karasawa raised his finger: "Shh, don't cry, there is no time to cry. So if you hadn't met Lan-san today, were you originally planning to attack Ms. Nakamura?"

"...Yes." Mihara Koko nodded, her voice still trembling, but she quickly controlled it, "She was the one with the least suspicion."

"Okay." His curiosity was temporarily satisfied, Tang Ze nodded and stretched out his hand towards her, "What are you going to use to leave a mark? Give it to me."

"Ah?" Mihara Koko was stunned as she didn't understand his sudden change of tone.

"Marker, lipstick, or do you want to use blood? Where's the knife? Hurry, they're coming."

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Keeping his mouth slightly open, Ireland slowly put down the telescope in his hand and fell into deep thought.

This is not because he was really shocked to the point of losing the ability to react. The main reason is that it takes a certain amount of time to digest the picture beyond his cognition.

What did he just see? ah?

Although we observed the strange behavior of this woman who inexplicably climbed out of the window, walked more than ten meters in the heavy snow, and then walked in from the front, this still barely worked. "She may have been locked in the room accidentally, so she had to go from the front." Turn it over once" to explain.

But, this...

That young man with brown hair and blue eyes must be Karasawa Akira in Kumail's disguise, right?

He closed the door inexplicably, then his expression switched to an inscrutable Godfather style, and he said a few words to the woman in the room.

So far so good, it even gave Ireland a little feeling of having touched a pulse.

This might be some kind of plan that Kumail was executing. If it wasn't within the organization's requirements, it was probably related to some private purpose between him and Bourbon, so his attention suddenly became focused.

Then, he saw Kumail helping the woman stuff the corpse on the ground - judging from the twisted state, it must be a corpse - under the bed, and also helped the woman adjust the wig on her head, and then He took the lipstick in her hand and drew something on the back of his hand.