The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan.

"Well, the first deceased, Hidetoshi Nagao, was the secretary of the local council member..."

Several people gathered in front of the TV and watched what was played on the videotape.

In the footage, the vehicle, surrounded by reporters and protesting citizens, was struggling to move forward amid the crowd.

Even though the windows on all sides were strictly raised, the camera and microphone were still focused on the side of the car, trying to capture all the details of the expression of Sotaro Goji, who was sitting in the back seat with a dark face.

A sweaty man stood beside the car, constantly trying to push away reporters who were rushing towards him, and kept shouting some repeated words amidst the pushing and squeezing of the crowd.

Hattori Heiji thought deeply: "Councilor Goji blamed all the trouble on the secretary... Nagao Hidetoshi should have resigned and left politics in this incident."

"If you put it this way, Nagao Hidetoshi can be regarded as having some information about him, which sounds even more suspicious. It seems that it is necessary to ask the local council member for questioning." Mouri Kogoro crossed his arms, not satisfied with the prospects of this case. Too hopeful, "This guy is famous for hating the police, so he probably won't cooperate."

"Well, the department has already found seniors with seniority to go to Councilor Xiangji." Standing behind them, Sakata Yusuke quietly looked at the noisy and chaotic crowd on the screen, as well as the expressionless people sitting in the back row, under the flash. Sotaro Goji, who was indifferent under the illumination, added.

"In that case, let's follow him and have a look." Hattori Heiji suggested as he unzipped his coat.

"Hey, wouldn't it be better to leave this kind of matter to the police to investigate first?" Mouri Kogoro sniffed the suit that still smelled of barbecue aroma, and sighed, "They said they invited us to travel, but... It’s turned into a case investigation again…”

"It's just because we entertained you all that we should pay special attention to it." Heiji Hattori turned his baseball cap upside down and smiled confidently, "How can we let go of the hateful murderer who ruined your happy trip?"

Mouri Kogoro watched him greeting Sakata Yusuke and was about to leave. He was hesitating whether he should follow him to have a look. He saw Karasawa and Conan following him automatically and consciously. He couldn't help but said out loud: "It's okay if he goes." Yes, his father is the boss of the Osaka police, what are you two doing?"

"Hmm..." Tangze glanced sideways at Conan, who was wearing a transparent man tugging on his trousers, thought for a moment and said, "This case may be related to my case. I want to go there and have a look."

Mouri Kogoro was stunned for a moment, carefully observing Karasawa's serious face, which was not joking at all, and his face slowly turned serious.

He turned his head again, glanced at the motionless Sotaro Goji in the video, and slowly understood what Karasawa meant.

"Conan, please lend me for a while." Tangze said, lifting up Conan who was trying to hide behind him, and easily found a suitable reason, "Having a child is a better cover. Some things may not be convenient for me. Ask."

"But is it really okay to take a child to investigate..." Toyama and Ye hesitantly looked at the stiff-faced Conan in Tangze's hand, feeling that he looked stupid and not very smart, " Otherwise, I would still..."

"No, no, Kazuye, please take them to my house to wait for me." Hattori Heiji was excited and quickly waved his hand.

That weird dream still lingers in his mind from time to time, and he doesn't want to have scenes with Ye in this kind of scene...

"Okay, did you bring the amulet?"

"Bring it, don't worry about me, see you later."

While the childhood sweethearts were flirting with each other, Karasawa mentioned Conan and tiptoed out of the door, following Yusuke Sakata's footsteps and walking towards his car.

Sakata Yusuke, who had already driven the car in front of the door, looked at Karasawa's face in surprise and had a brainstorm.

What does it mean, what does this case have to do with his case?

What case, what relationship, who, why didn’t he, the murderer, know about it? !

Could it be related to the township secretary? Oh, that guy has done many evil things, maybe it’s possible...

Tang Ze met his surprised and incomprehensible gaze, knowing that his inner emotions were ups and downs at the moment, so he smiled implicitly: "Sorry to trouble you, Officer Sakata."

They rely on you to cover their actions. Come on, big brother who wants to kill six of them!

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"The road congestion in Shinsaibashi is still getting worse. Didn't anyone send people to evacuate the scene?"

"Attention Second Squadron, please investigate the following license plate information..."

"It may rain at any time, pay attention to the traffic lights..."

The woman sitting outside the cafe stirred her coffee and kept dialing the channel of the receiver in her pocket, listening quietly to these chaotic sounds.

The silver spoon in her hand rotated at a constant speed, giving this otherwise leisurely and elegant movement a mechanical feel.

The conspicuous silver hair was neatly tied up and covered by a hat. After the exposed bangs were slightly dyed with a few strands of color, her appearance, which was very different from ordinary people, became just an ordinary pursuit of trends and fashion. .

Pulling out the spoon and seeing his current image clearly through the reflection on it, Curaçao blinked.

She has never been in contact with Kumail, so she has no idea. She is not the type who likes to make assumptions from other people's blunt remarks.

But he did give her some inspiration, such as how to use clothing to disguise identity information to the maximum extent.

She had never learned this in the past, and no one had taught her. It was the information Rum provided her that allowed her to gain some experience from Kumail's mission status.

He is a powerful young man. For his age, he can crawl out of the dark underground little by little and strive for maximum freedom for himself. During the free time when the emotions in his mind are particularly active, she is somewhat impressed and envious. his.

Could it be that she likes this kind of life? They just don't have a choice.

Organization, and the real power and control it represents, is something Curacao has lost its sense of.

At this point, thinking about these things cannot change anything. The more you think about it, the more painful it becomes. It is actually very relaxing to be immersed in a highly concentrated task state.

The police officers' occasional jokes and chats on the communication channel did not attract her attention. She only cared about the keywords that might be related to the goal of this mission.

At this moment, a shadow slowly approached.

The afternoon sun filtered through the covering clouds, enveloping her whole body.

Curacao was startled. He reached for the small pistol in his cuff with one hand, turned his head suddenly and looked over, entering a state of complete alert.

Her alertness has always been extremely high, and anyone who can approach her quietly is definitely not a simple person.

Then she saw a somewhat familiar face, a face she had often seen on files recently.

Goro Akechi.

Hoshikawa, who stood next to her and looked down at her, silently observed this strange woman and made some evaluations of Tangze's comments in his mind.

It was true that he took advantage of some of the characteristics of his mask and used the shadow of the building to reduce his presence. Sure enough, she was like a startled cat, her back almost arched.