The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan.

"Is it the box of the life ladder? Who has nothing to do to burn such a thing..." Mouri Kogoro squinted his eyes and approached the fire ball in front of him, frowning.

It is quite rare for someone to set fire to a place like a cruise ship.

After all, this is a means of transportation that everyone needs to take, including the arsonist himself. If he lights it randomly, if a fire is caused, the consequences will be quite serious.

Therefore, evidence worth destroying directly with flames must be of great importance.

"There's someone, there's someone in the fire..." Several people who followed him to check the situation quickly shouted.

As the fire burned, the box containing the escape ladder shattered and disintegrated. Soon, a human hand with distinctive features emerged from the flames.

"It looks like we have no time to do anything." Standing in front of the flames, Hattori Heiji crossed his arms and looked very heavy.

The fact that he remained in the same position while being burned by such fierce flames was enough to explain the problem. The box contained definitely a corpse.

It was obvious that someone was dead on the ship.

"It's really terrible..." Conan raised his hand and patted his forehead, speaking in a very serious tone.

It's true that the joker was right, and the person who came here is not a good person.

A closed ship on the sea, an old case from 20 years ago, detectives and old policemen, and now, the dead also appear...

The ship gave him the feeling that he had no chance of sailing back to Tokyo.

"Can't you put out the flames?" Isogai Nagisa, who smelled the weird smell of burning at the end of his nose, covered his mouth and nose with an unbearable expression, took two steps back, and suggested softly.

It is impossible for a living person to withstand such burning without moving at all. The box must contain a dead person.

But if it is allowed to burn like this, and a group of people quietly watch a person being cremated on the spot, the feeling is still very subtle.

"This is the only way." Samezaki Shimaji stared at the fire in front of him. The orange-red firelight illuminated his dark formal suit, making his face look particularly serious. "This place is destined to become a crime scene. Any Any method used to extinguish the fire will inevitably cause further damage. He burned the body just to cover up something. If we can't continue to destroy it, then it will be as the murderer wishes."

"So, who is this deceased? Could it be Ye Caisan?" Looking at the billowing smoke in front of him, Mouri Kogoro straightened the corners of his mouth and moved his feet uneasily.

"Not sure. I'll ask the crew on the ship later and check the number of people..." Samezaki Shimaji shook his head, turned back, and roughly glanced at the other passengers who came out to check because of the movement outside.

There were quite a few people there, but at a glance, it seemed like there were still a few people missing.

If we assume the worst case scenario...

"Everyone should stay here. It is easier to verify and safer." Samezaki Shimaharu weighed the situation and made a decision.

Mouri Kogoro nodded and looked at the black and gray formal attire of everyone present. The strange look on his face remained the same.

He understood the truth, but there was always a weird feeling when a group of people stood here quietly waiting for the fire to burn out, knowing full well that there was a corpse in front of them.

"It's like a farewell ceremony at a crematorium." Karasawa muttered quietly and bluntly, finishing what was in his heart for Mouri Kogoro.

Considering the identity of the deceased in front of him, Tang Ze felt that such a group of people watching his cremation here were really doing him a favor.

"There's nothing we can do about it. After all, we can't directly put the fire extinguisher on, and we can't let it ignite other things. We still have to do a good job of flame retardant." Hattori Heiji rubbed his nose and clicked his tongue unhappily.

His expression was also a little strange, but the reason was different from others.

The smell of gasoline, mixed building materials, and human flesh was such a disgusting smell that it would give him some bad associations.

And this bad association will bring him more strange ideas.

For example...the "unsolved cases from 20 years ago" they encountered recently, aren't they too many?

Twenty years ago, and again 20 years ago, there were still serious crimes such as robbery and murder.

What happened 20 years ago? Did someone make an appointment to do something? Why did such a bunch of ghosts and monsters suddenly appear, causing countless cases, and causing harm to this day?

The roaring flames in front of him remained silent.

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"The 'Phantom Thieves of the Heart' stole a bank safe?"

After returning home after a long journey, Jianggu Ling had not yet finished sorting out the intelligence and information. The first phone call he received made his expression crack.

"Yes. We compared the notice letter found on site with the old samples. It doesn't look like someone is imposting it." Kazami Yuya looked at the report in his hand and said cautiously.

Moreover, since the previous killing of chickens to scare monkeys, no one dared to use their names to act randomly.

If their ability, or means, is really to make people repent of their past sins from a spiritual level, no one would dare to provoke them without knowing how everything happened.

No one is perfect, no one can stand the scrutiny of a magnifying glass, and no one dares to claim that he has never done anything bad in his life. Being targeted by the Phantom Thieves of the Heart is something that he will absolutely avoid.

"Send me a copy of the specific situation and I will get back to you later." Rei Fangtani, who missed the report because he was attending the banquet, replied seriously. He looked at the document that had just been opened in front of him and rubbed his head helplessly.

It's really troublesome. I haven't finished sorting out the newly obtained information. I haven't notified the zero team of some new clues about the organization and the direction of the investigation. New work is on the desk again.

It looks like I won't get much rest tonight again.

Well, I have to go to the main office tomorrow. There are some cases that need to be transferred for inspection, and I have to meet Yuya Kazami.

Over at the cafe, Tang Zeren is not here. Maybe you can consider taking a leave and concentrate on the work here first...

Jianggu Ling, who closed his eyes to sort out his thoughts and let his eyes rest for a while, heard the email notification sound coming from his laptop.

Feng Jian is very efficient...

Slightly surprised, he opened his eyes and looked at the interface that popped up.

The sender is——Tangze.

[There was a small accident on the ship. To put it simply, someone died.

The people who signed up for the tour group here seem to be related to an old case. Don't worry, I have basically figured out the situation.

It's a small problem that will be solved soon, but it looks like my "vacation" is going to come to nothing again.

If anything happens, we'll talk about it tomorrow. 】

"A little accident", "a small problem", "the vacation is in vain", "see you tomorrow"...

With all these keywords visible at a glance, this email was simply the straw that broke the camel's back.

Jianggu Ling seemed to hear the string he was tightening completely break with a "crack" sound.

Half a minute later.

"I'm still sorting out news videos and... ah? What do you mean by going to the port to fish for people? Mr. Fukitani?"