The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan.

"If the mermaid thing is false, how do you explain the incident three years ago?" Hisumi Ebihara refused to let go of the topic, "Haven't you all seen the mermaid's body? "

"Ah, when you say that, it feels like you have seen it on the news somewhere." Mouri Kogoro touched his chin thoughtfully, "A strange charred corpse was found in the warehouse..."

Shimabukuro Kimie took a breath and quickly showed a peaceful helpless smile: "That's because the media likes to exaggerate too much. It's all mysterious."

"What are you talking about, Junhui? Didn't you see it yourself? The shape of the broken bones is very strange..." Hisumi Ebihara tilted her head, and that ignorant fanaticism came to her face again, "Say To be honest, I almost thought it was the mermaid's secretly hidden in your family..."

Shimabukuro Kimie's hand holding the imperial coin suddenly tightened.

Tangze, who felt like he was shaken again somewhere, said: "..."

Please stop talking. Although I understand your desire to go there quickly, please don’t disturb others who want to live...

"Shut up, Sumi." The dark-skinned man stepped forward and stopped Ebihara Sumi's words, "Why are you talking to these outsiders?"

"Rokuro..." Ebihara Hisumi glanced at the hand he put on her shoulder, curling her lips, and finally stopped talking.

"If you are friends from outside Saori Island, why don't you just go to her house to find her?" After suppressing Hisumi Ebihara, Fukuyama Rokuro looked back at the group of people standing in front of Shimabukuro Kimie, "But, if she If your alcoholic dad doesn’t welcome you, there’s nothing we can do.”

After saying that, he winked at Shimabukuro Kimie, grabbed Ebihara Hisumi and left forcefully.

"Is that person also a resident of your island?" Frowning at his gun-toting attitude, Hattori Heiji turned to Shimabukuro Kimie and asked.

"Well, Fukuyama Rokuro was also our childhood friend, and he is now working as a fisherman on the island." Shimabukuro Kimie, who was in a slightly better mood, smiled again, "I'm really sorry. The industry is not very cold.”

"That's understandable, but since Kadori Saori grew up with you, why is there no one to worry about when she disappears?" Hattori Heiji held up his baseball cap, took it away and looked at Fukuyama Rokuro's back. His eyes once again felt inconsistent with the strange interpersonal relationship.

"...Because Saori's character is like this. She has a very bad relationship with her father. It is very common for her to run away from home after a quarrel and then run to the island alone." Shimabukuro Kimie's expression was a little subtle, but she still explained.

Tang Ze couldn't help but look sideways after hearing this.

This is too euphemistic. I have to say that the past few years as a miko have really polished Shimabukuro Kime's ability to deal with people, and she speaks with a lot of emotional intelligence.

To put it bluntly, Kadori Saori was the kind of little girl whose original family was unfortunate and therefore went astray. She had an extreme and sensitive personality and often had conflicts with others, so she was not popular on the island.

This is not Tang Ze's conjecture. These are all the information collected by his team members on the island after landing on the island because they were unable to freely enter and exit the other world.

It's true to think about it. If he hadn't always been such a troublemaker, would a normal person, even if he was drunk, lock a living person in a house and burn it just to see if the so-called immortality was true or false?

This kind of pure, unthinking evil is like a long-term inertia. It is really unrealistic for a person who behaves like this to think that she is a good person who is kind to others.

"I still have some things to do for the festival. Do you have any questions?" Seeing that the guests' questions finally came to an end, Shimabukuro Kime smiled and picked up the broom aside, "It's almost time for the festival. , the shrine is quite busy, I still have some things to do. If you want to find Saori’s home, you can go to the east coast, the one closest to the beach is the one."

"I'm sorry to bother you. Thank you for your help." Mouri Kogoro, who understood that she was driving away guests, bowed gently to her and left the shrine with a large group of people behind him.

Maorilan, who was leaning against the distant mountains and leaves all the way, looked up at the plaque above when he walked out of the torii gate, and couldn't help but whisper: "Oh, every time I go to an island like this, I have an indescribable feeling. .”

"Do you think this kind of atmosphere with familiar people everywhere is more exclusive?" Yuan Shan and Ye, who didn't quite understand what she meant, asked curiously in a low voice.

"It's not..." Mao Lilan struggled for a while and reluctantly described, "I can't say. Obviously in these small places with a small population, everyone is a neighbor who knows each other well, and the relationship should be very close. But they are also There is always a feeling that is more conservative than the relationship between neighbors in the city, as if they are afraid of getting involved in right and wrong..."

The same is true on Moon Shadow Island.

The Aso family was obviously killed by the village chief and others who were engaged in illegal industry. As a result, the people on the island, whether they really didn't notice it or pretended not to notice it, not only did not investigate this strange suicide, but instead took the piano It was linked to a curse and spread into a strange rumor. In fact, it fueled the arrogance of the murderers.

During the experience of landing on the island, I did not feel the simple folk customs, but the exclusive and exclusive secrecy made me feel full.

The only one who showed goodwill to them, even if the purpose may be to get outsiders like them to prove their alibi, turned out to be Naomi Asai who harbored hatred and wanted to kill people...

Is this the interpersonal environment on the island?

"It's not surprising, Mr. Lan." Tangze, who heard her thoughts, said, "An environment where the economic structure is too fragile and weak is indeed easy to create this kind of atmosphere. If you leave here and go out, maybe you can still stick together because of the same identity label. To keep warm, but when you return to this closed environment, you will return to the closed atmosphere."

"Is that so?" Mao Lilan looked at the sunset in the distance and wondered uncertainly, "That would be too ironic."

She recalled the way Asai Narumi told them with a smile that she still preferred the quiet living environment on the island to Tokyo, and she couldn't help but feel emotional.

Karasawa twitched his lips and looked back at the torii behind him again.

Human nature is such a complex thing. After a group's ideological trends and consensus are formed, anyone who wants to break it, whether it is good or bad, will be hostile and excluded.

Neither Asai Narumi nor Shimabukuro Kimie may have ever felt a sense of acceptance and belonging in their hometowns.

It is hard to imagine how many huge emotions they suppressed in their hearts as they walked on thin ice on this tiny land with doubts and heavy burdens on their shoulders.

No wonder one and two of them both have the temperament of being able to tear apart a great boss...

Thinking of this, Tang Ze blinked, ready to risk opening his third eye to take a look at the situation here.

To be on the safe side, he first raised his hand to cover his mouth and nose and narrowed his eyes.

Even if he is soaked in water, he should hold on for a few more seconds to let him take a look at the situation.

A faint red light flashed from Tang Ze's eyes, and a patch of blue quickly covered his vision.

"Hiss..." Tang Ze immediately closed his vision in the next second and cursed softly.