The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan.

Conan, who thought he would never open his eyes again, slowly woke up from his dreamless sleep, stared blankly at the ceiling, and blinked.

"...Huh?" The last memory before coma slowly came back to life, Conan's eyes slowly opened wide, he raised his hand and touched his heart.

His heart was still there, and there were no traces of gauze bandages on his body. It was as natural as if he had slept and woke up after a full sleep.

However, he has obviously...

"You're awake." While he was fumbling around in confusion, Tang Ze's voice rang from the side.

Conan's eyes widened and he sat up immediately.

Tang Ze sat next to his bed with a sleepy look on his face. Seeing him sitting up energetically, he waved his hand casually: "When you wake up, go and change your clothes quickly. Mr. Lan has already changed your clothes." I found the clothes. You can really sleep."

Most of the others woke up last night or around midnight, but Conan slept until early in the morning. Tang Ze, who was responsible for taking care of him, had to give himself two SPs to sustain his energy consumption.

This wave, this wave makes you experience the feeling of anesthesia.

Who asked you to prick people with anesthetic needles all day long, and basically everyone around you was hit all over. Now it's better. Guess who has no resistance to anesthetics at all?

After looking at Tang Ze for a few seconds, Conan lowered his head and glanced at the blue and white striped hospital gown. He was confused for a moment and then made his second voice after waking up: "Huh?"

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"...Anyway, when I followed the people from the police station, I saw you lying all over the place." Sitting at the breakfast table, Tang Ze sucked a carton of milk and explained vaguely, "I thought something suddenly happened. What happened that caused you and the prisoner to die together? We were frightened to death."

"Who would have thought that in such a small room, there would be a gunman hiding a perfect shot..." Hattori Heiji touched his neck, which was slightly stiff from sleep, and grinned, "He also used tranquilizer bombs. Why? ?”

If there was no hostility towards them, why on earth were they shot?

But if they were hostile, why only use tranquilizer bombs?

Apart from being exposed to the bitter autumn wind and rain for several hours, which gave them a bit of a chill, it seemed to have caused no harm to them at all.

After waking up, they and the police checked several times to confirm that everyone present, including the two arrested prisoners, were safe and sound, and nothing was missing. They were really confused.

"I think it may be to express a warning." Thinking about the last words he captured before unconsciousness, Conan slowly said, "You have confirmed that Numabuchi Kiichiro is mentally disturbed and is no longer able to answer any questions. Already?"

"Confirmed." Karasawa nodded, "The head of Hattori Headquarters came to visit in person, and also arranged for someone to conduct a mental evaluation. We can be sure that Numabuchi is not pretending to be crazy."

"Is it just such a coincidence? Does Sakata have any explanation?" Thinking of his "Kumail", Conan couldn't help but ask again.

"Sakata Yusuke said that when he went to deliver food the day before yesterday, Numabuchi was still normal. The police believe that his confinement in a closed space may have caused his mental problems to break out." Hattori Heiji answered his question and sighed at the same time.

Whenever he thinks about the reasons why Sakata Yusuke committed a crime, Hattori Heiji always feels complicated.

Punishing rape and eradicating evil and pursuing the truth about his father's death were both the reason for him to become a police officer and the reason for his crime.

Everything was like a whirlpool of fate, wrapping the policeman in it, and then he made the choice he least wanted to see and was the most irreversible.

"This is human nature. You guys still don't see each other too much." Mouri Kogoro, who was sitting having breakfast with a newspaper, couldn't bear it and put down the tea cup in his hand.

These three little brats are here early in the morning talking about things that are hard to eat. Are they going to let people eat well?

After lying on the dirty and cold ground for several hours, his elderly waist was still protesting. He really didn't want to continue this experience on this nice morning.

"Okay, if you have any feelings, go to the police station and have a chat. Each of you still needs a transcript." After saying that, Mouri Kogoro picked up two sandwiches and left this annoying table.

These guys who are full of detective dreams really don't have a single thing to worry about. Xiaolan had a cold after waking up yesterday, so he had better go and care about his daughter.

When the last uninformed person left, the expression on Conan's face became completely serious.

"Have you been able to confirm it? That guy is related to the organization." Watching Mouri Kogoro's back disappear from the room, Hattori Heiji could no longer hold back and asked straight to the point.

"I have already sent a message to Xiao Ai. She has an impression of the name Numabuchi Kiichiro." Tang Ze rambled on without changing his expression, and quickly stitched together the content of the email Haibara Ai had sent to him earlier. He learned some information that he already knew and passed it on to the two of them.

"It means that he is a cannon fodder who escaped from the organization, and because of the misunderstanding that the organization is still hunting him, he completely became a robber and murderer..." After hearing the bizarre life of Numabuchi Kiichiro, Conan's brows jumped.

"And Xiao Ai doesn't know much about his past, but we all know why he chose to join the organization." Tang Ze shrugged.

Fate does not tolerate any mistakes. One bad choice can easily destroy too many things.

"If you put it this way, it's not that difficult to understand that he will have an intersection with 'Kumail'." Hattori Heiji guessed, "He was indeed once a member of the organization, and the possibility of coming into contact with code-named members is not low."

"This actually doesn't make sense." Conan shook his head, "Numabuchi Kiichiro did not just escape from the organization, but after being arrested, he used his agility to escape from the police's sight while being escorted to the identification site. He has been hunted for some time. And if he really has any key information, why should the organization wait until now to attack him."

"Indeed, if the organization wants his life, he will never be able to speak, and there is no need to wait for him to escape." Tangze fully agreed with this.

One of the two criminals in the Billion Robbery was discovered by Conan who was following closely under his influence and handed over to the police. They all died in the police station.

The world's organizations may still be weak in other aspects, but their ability to engage in brainwashing and infiltration has indeed been greatly strengthened.

Hattori Heiji and Conan looked at each other, and at the same time looked at Karasawa, observing his expression.

The organization has hidden flaws in the police community, and it may have penetrated very deeply. The person who best embodies this problem is Tangze himself, isn't it?

The whole case was very simple, rough and complete at the process level. Hattori Heiji, who was investigating the case and wanted to overturn the case for Karasawa, could only consider the possibility of starting from the side.

After all, none of the parties, witnesses, or even the handler or prosecutor can be found. How can we prove that something that doesn’t exist doesn’t exist?

"So, what you are saying is that between the time Kiichiro Numabuchi escaped from the organization and this time he escaped from prison, what happened that caused the organization to pay attention to him again?" Hattori Heiji temporarily diverted his attention to avoid triggering Karasawa's anger. Some bad memories, following Conan's reasoning.