The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan.

"Where did you hear this name?"

"He is a suspect in a case that Hattori Heiji is investigating. I met him by chance when I was checking the organization's database. You know my situation. You do have an impression of him, right?" He stuffed a piece of pancake into his mouth. Karasawa answered vaguely.

As an abnormal human with almost a bit of hyperamnesia, Karasawa still has many good reasons to explain his strange amount of information.

Moreover, Haibara Ai now rounded up and knew the situation of Noah's Ark. Not to mention Karasawa reporting the name of a low-level member, even if Karasawa directly called Hakusuma Renya, she wouldn't be surprised at all.

"Have you been eating and drinking? It's quite leisurely. You, it doesn't look like it's an emergency." Hearing the chewing sounds from the other side of the conversation, Haiyuan Ai felt a little hungry. He rolled his eyes and walked slowly to the kitchen with the phone under his arm. , "You are right, he is indeed a member of the organization, but he is not an important role, more like a cannon fodder that is casually disposed of."

"Well..." Tangze glanced at the other people who were looking expectantly at the food being stir-fried on the iron plate, and lowered his voice even more and said, "Then what kind of scene do you think a gunman would appear in?" Obsessed with killing Numabuchi Kiichiro and everyone who is tracking him?"

"...Huh?" Haiyuan Ai was stunned for a moment, and then made a voice of extremely confused questioning, "What does it mean to kill everyone who is following him?"

"To put it simply, all the detectives and police officers were killed... If that's the case, it's just an assumption anyway." Tangze also knew that his assumption was outrageous, so he cleared his throat.

How should I put it, Karasawa still cares about Hattori Heiji’s dream.

In the original plot, the dreams that have special roles are very prophetic or full of allegory. Especially the main characters of the red and black sides, the dreams that can be inscribed will basically have an impact on the subsequent plot.

And this is even more true in this stitched world.

Dreams are a very special existence. They reflect people's personality and experiences in an elusive way. Many psychological theories are based on the exploration of the content of human dreams.

This is especially true for the P-series world view based on Jungian psychology. People with long noses and old men know it. The velvet room is the gap between dreams and reality.

What has happened so far also confirms this. The dreams of Haibara Ai and Hattori Heiji that were full of meaning in the original plot are directly super doubled in such a world, and each of them is like having a great inspiration while sleeping. Just like success, there is no room for Tang Ze to ignore the importance of dreams.

No matter how absurd it is.

Hui Yuan Ai shook his head, took out a caramel biscuit, crushed it bit by bit, and prepared to use it to make some desserts.

Watching the crisp biscuits being crushed bit by bit on her fingertips, she slowly followed the scene that Karasawa imagined and began to think.

"Even if you are the one who raised this question, it is still strange beyond imagination. The organization will indeed create accidents and assassinations for some things, but if there is not a just right big accident, such a large-scale killing case is too inconsistent with the organization. demand. If such a scenario really occurs..."

She paused, then used a little more force on her fingertips, causing cracked cookie crumbs to fly away.

"That means that Numabuchi Kiichiro leaked very important, very critical information. Or, the problem is not with Numabuchi Kiichiro, but on your side. For example, your identity was leaked, or Kudo's true identity was revealed. Discovery and the like, and the organization has reached the point where it has no scruples and just wants to get rid of you."

Tang Ze narrowed his eyes.

Haiyuan Ai, who was on the other side of the phone, crushed the last corner of the biscuit, flicked the crumbs off her fingertips, and said no more.

For a moment, there was silence during the call.

"This situation should be unlikely." Karasawa pondered her two thoughts for a while and shook his head, "If Kiichiro Numabuchi really plays such a key role, there is no way I won't hear any news at all. "A major leak that would make the organization determined to kill off so many high-profile characters is unlikely to remain silent like this."

"So, it's a strange assumption. If it gets to that point and it's still so quiet, it's not the style of the organization." Haibara snorted, tiptoed, opened the upper freezer of the refrigerator, and rummaged for the cream he needed. , when she touched the packaging box, she paused and added in a low voice, "However, you still have to pay attention to safety."

"I know, don't worry."

The one who makes people least reassured is you, the guy who dances on the tightrope all day long...

Forget it, my sister will definitely follow him, so it shouldn't be a big problem.

Haibara Ai shook his head and said before hanging up the phone: "I will compile some information about Numabuchi Kiichiro that I know later and give it to you. If necessary... let me know and I will Get there as soon as possible."

The little girl who loves to worry always has the feeling that if she ever has a palace, the source must be because of worry.

Tang Ze shook his head with a smile. When he put away his phone, he happened to catch a figure striding behind him from the corner of his eye.

While Karasawa was on the phone, Hattori Heiji, who was worried about his father's case, looked at his phone, apologized, and went out to make a call.

Yuan Shan and Ye, who were full of fighting spirit, spotted this gap and walked out bravely.

"Osaka is still very interesting, right Conan?" Mao Lilan, who had a feast, sniffed the aroma of the food being grilled at high temperatures, and narrowed her eyes happily, "Everything is delicious!"

"Yeah!" Conan nodded vigorously.

Although the streets in Osaka are not as spacious as those in Tokyo and lack some of the flavor of a big city, as a tourist destination, it is indeed a more charming and unique place. You can come back if you have the opportunity.

Conan, who saw the happy expression on Mao Lilan's face, thought about it secretly.

"squeak--"

The empty seat next to Conan was neatly opened, and the seat dragged on the floor with a slightly harsh sound. The two of them couldn't help but look over.

A girl with bright eyes and sharp teeth and a high ponytail sat down unceremoniously, held her chin, and said, "You are Kudo, right? I have heard Heiji say this many times."

"Huh?" Conan's eyes suddenly widened as his expression froze.

No way, Hattori is such a big mouth, is he really talking about all those things...!

"You're still pretending, I already know it!" Toyama and Ye slapped their hands on the bar and raised their eyebrows, "You're the one who made Heiji even lower his face and ask Uncle Heizang for mercy, and rushed to Yokohama to do it for you like his butt was burning. The woman in question is called Kudo, right?"

"Ah?" Mao Lilan, who was about to ask a question, heard this sentence, and her expression became dull.

So Hattori Heiji suddenly asked his father to go to Yokohama because of Shinichi's request? Are the Nagato family related to Shinichi?

Conan, who had reacted a little, covered his face in horror.

Oops, now I have to spend more words to explain to Xiaolan, Hattori Heiji!