The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan.

"Hey, escorting the suspect?!"

"Hush, shush—please keep your voice down!"

Takagi Sheba nervously looked around to make sure no one was paying attention to this side before relaxing again.

"Why did you come to Kansai to escort me?" Mouri Kogoro, who was more knowledgeable, muttered, "They don't have time to pay attention to you now."

Traveling across Kanto and Kansai, coming to Osaka to arrest people and then bringing them back, it means that there is a problem with the jurisdictional division of the case.

This kind of business trip to arrest people is a very thankless job. It also depends on the cooperation and assistance of the landing unit...

It's not that he thinks too badly of Osaka people, but...

Glancing at the front page of the newspaper in his hand, Mouri Kogoro clicked his tongue twice in sympathy.

On weekdays, they might be willing to help set up defenses and catch one or two prisoners.

But now, there is a fugitive like Numabuchi Kiichiro, there is a police murderer like Sakata Yusuke, and there is a judicial issue involving the Goji Councilor...

When people are too busy to touch the ground, asking others to help solve cases that are not under your jurisdiction and will not get rewards for solving them is going to get a lot of looks.

"We're lucky. We actually completed the surveillance and arrested people two days ago. We just went to pick them up. Now, they definitely don't have time to take care of them." Takagi Wataru smiled sarcastically when he saw the headlines in the newspaper in his hand. Twice.

"It's a bit novel to pick up people by train." Mouri Kogoro touched his mustache and became a little interested in watching.

He has also been involved in cross-regional law enforcement, but criminal cases that the search class can come into contact with generally require the murderer to identify the scene and escort him directly.

Not only him, but Conan, who was glad to have someone to divert his attention, Mao Lilan, who was equally curious, and Tangze, who had a keen sense of smell and sensed the situation, were all decorated one by one.

So Takagi Wataru, who went to the toilet alone, led a group of people back.

"Why are you guys in the car too? Oh..." The thoughtful Miwako Sato glanced at the title of the newspaper, and her expression quickly turned to one full of empathy and pity, "Detective, it's not easy, is it? "

It is not easy to run out to handle a case. Sato Miwako, who has been watching people's faces for several days, knows it well. It is inevitable for a detective to be frustrated when he comes to an unfamiliar world to beg for food.

"Uh..." Mouri Kogoro, who had been out for a few days without any income, didn't know how to answer. He looked at Karasawa and his daughter who were trying to laugh or not, and changed the subject, "What crime did this suspect commit?"

Takagi and Sato sat in a row of three people, with a depressed and listless man sandwiched between them. The long stubble on his face and the neglected, slightly wrinkled suit made him look... Especially abject.

Hearing Mouri Kogoro's question, he rolled his eyes, his small eyes passed through the swollen eyelids and glanced at him faintly.

"Oh, his name is Ogura Chizo, and he is a businessman who sells psychedelic drugs privately." Sato Miwako said straightforwardly.

"...Prisoners, don't they have privacy?" Chizo Ogura snorted as he slumped in his position.

"No." Tang Ze, who had already raised his eyebrows after hearing his accusation, answered with great interest, "You are not a minor. Besides, you are a minor. In fact, you don't have any privacy. What privacy do you have? Very protective.”

"Karasawa-kun..." Miwako Sato's expression froze for a moment. Thinking of Karasawa's usual character, she felt dumbfounded.

She would make fun of her own setbacks and try to resolve the suffering caused by tragedy. This may be Tangze's way of fighting suffering, but no matter how many times she heard it, this kind of hell joke still made it difficult for her as a police officer to hold back.

"It's just a joke." Karasawa chuckled twice, looking up and down at the choked Chizo Ogura, feeling a little satisfied, "Is he an illegal trader in Tokyo?"

"Well, it has something to do with it... Strictly speaking, it has something to do with you, Detective Mori." Miwako Sato nodded. The case has been closed and will be published in the newspaper soon. She did not resist telling the details, " He travels in many places in Kanto and Kansai. The illegal channels he mainly operates are related to the KA03 you exposed last time. He was a fish that slipped through the net during previous operational inspections. This time, we found his traces at the dock in Yokohama. , I originally planned to apply for an arrest warrant in Tokyo, but I didn’t expect to end up in Kansai again.”

"Well, this matter will be published in the newspapers soon. In fact, if there hadn't been a serial case in Osaka, it would have been published today." Takagi added with a wry smile.

"So, there is indeed no privacy issue. A huge amount of psychedelic drugs have been found in his stronghold in Tokyo, and he was escorted from Osaka to this agency today. These things are all public information." Miwako Sato clicked. Nodding, as if explaining, but also clarifying specifically to Karasawa, "Everyone is still expecting him to provide more information on the supply chain. Is that right, Mr. Ogura?"

Her words were not considered friendly. Ogura Chizo's brows jumped wildly when she heard this, but Miwako Sato didn't really want to take care of his emotions.

Tangze, who understood a few key words, suddenly became amused.

Don't tell me, don't tell me, the efficiency of reducing the valley to zero is really impressive!

Including Goro Akechi solving the problem of the Nagato family, it only took less than a week until they decided to return to Tokyo today, and Toru Amuro and Rum revealed that they wanted to use the channels of the Nagato family for organized smuggling. Something like that, the time should be shorter.

However, within such a short time difference, he had already chosen the target to eliminate in the first step and took action at lightning speed.

This guy once had traces in Tokyo, so being exposed and uprooted at this time is a good opportunity and can also provide a good cover for the next actions.

For many years, the quality of fake wine has been guaranteed, and the organization has found a ghost.

He would contact Toru Amuro soon to confirm. If it was really related to the plan, then he couldn't let this guy die casually.

Ogura Chizo, who didn't know that his life was lingering at the gate of hell, had erratic eyes, ignored Sato Miwako who was looking at him, and said half-deadly: "Coffee, then I want to drink coffee."

"You are being escorted now, don't bargain." Miwako Sato crossed her arms and said dissatisfiedly.

"I want to drink a cup of coffee, otherwise my mind will be empty and I can't think of anything." Ogura Chizo lowered his head and played with his fingers, looking like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water.

"You guys are so troublesome..." Sato Miwako glanced at Takagi Wataru, who was sitting on the side of the aisle, "Takagi, please go to the dining car to buy a can of coffee. Remember to get ice, don't create trouble for this guy. Opportunity."

"Ah? Oh..." Thinking of his preparations, Takagi Shita rolled his eyes, slowly stretched out his hand and began to pull it out, "Then let me see if I have any change..."

With his deliberate pulling action, the tickets that were tightly attached to the wallet naturally fell off, drew an arc, and floated down to the ground.

Then it floated halfway and was accurately intercepted by a hand.

"Ah..." Takagi Sheba pretended to have just noticed and turned to look over.