The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan.

Tang Ze stood behind the two girls, watching them carefully open the booklet, find the location of the numbers, and prepare to change their names.

"Wow, they are all famous guys."

Tangze turned his head, and as expected, the two boys who were waiting aside with nothing to do had opened an old roster and were quickly attracted to it.

"This name, it's the former Prime Minister, right? And this, isn't this the name of the president of RB Bank?" Hattori Heiji clicked through the names one by one, and his smile suddenly widened, "There are a lot of high-level people, The various 'captains' of RB are all here."

"It seems that immortality is really attractive..." Conan shook his head, picked up a book next to him, and flipped through it.

"Hey, you two, Ms. Shimabukuro asked us to write our own names, but she didn't ask you to do this!" Toyama Kazuha, who had been fighting with the brush for a while, turned around with eyes wide open.

"Is it human nature to want to pursue a good wish? Conan, don't go through other people's things." Putting down the correction stickers that were carefully cut to the right size, Mao Lilan rolled up her sleeves and walked towards the two people.

"I'm just taking a look...Eh?" Turning to the next page, Hattori Heiji's smile suddenly stopped as he stared blankly at the contents on the roster, his eyes widening.

Conan, who felt his movement, couldn't help but stand on tiptoes, looked at the notebook in Hattori Heiji's hand, and was also stunned.

"You two rude guys, put your things down... huh? Karasawa?" Mao Lilan, who reached out to grab Conan's collar, couldn't help being surprised when he saw the contents on the roster.

"What's wrong?" Tang Ze looked over and walked to them. He quickly saw the contents of the roster of three people.

"Karasawa Ikawa".

"Tang Ze, this is..." Mao Lilan, who was not very sure, observed Tang Ze's expression and asked carefully.

"Well, this must be my father." Tang Ze reached out and touched the name under "Si Shi Er" and said without any surprise.

Not only is Karasawa Ikawa's name written here, but there are more acquaintances among the names that follow.

"Miyano Shiho", "Kurosawa Formation", "Uozuka Saburo".

Tang Ze couldn't help laughing when he looked at the content on this page.

You said that the winery is having fun. They pay attention to the spirit of immortality. They seem to be serious. If you want to say that they are serious, several members of the code name have landed on the island and registered their real names here...

Why, are you afraid that the arrows received under a false name will become ineffective?

As expected of an academic, rigorous.

The reason why Hattori Heiji and Conan were shocked was not just because they saw Karasawa's father's name.

Miyano Shiho, if I remember correctly, this is the real name of that little girl/Haihara...

The shutter clicked, and the two people raised their heads and saw that Tang Ze had already raised his phone and took a picture of the page.

"What's the matter? Researchers need to travel too." Facing the looks of several people, Karasawa smiled lightly, and nodded slightly when he looked at Conan and Hattori.

Yes, this is an organized action.

Taking into account the various strange phenomena after they landed on the island, if the original attraction of the American Island to the organization mainly came from the legend of the immortal mermaid, then now, I am afraid that there is also an element of cognitive mythology.

According to Karasawa's guess, if for this world, the cognitive world has already existed, but it is a special alien world that has never been perceived by humans, then the secret treasure on the island must not have been newly born in recent years.

——The Shimabukuro family are the witches and goddesses who have always been on the island and presided over the shrine.

"When was this record recorded?" Tangze asked softly with a very calm expression.

"...It was two years ago." Hattori Heiji closed the roster, looked at the writing on the cover, and said with a frown.

"Two years ago, that's right." Karasawa nodded, lowered his voice and whispered, "Shiho received his doctorate two years ago and returned to RB."

Miyano Shiho is the same age as Karasawa. She was 16 years old two years ago - the age when she received her doctorate.

When I returned to the organization, I was dragged here to read the nonsensical longevity legend, which was quite natural.

Hattori Heiji, whose expression became serious, looked at the roster in his hand and suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of mission.

Karasawa's parents lost their personal freedom because they were controlled by this special organization, leading to the ultimate tragedy; Karasawa's sister Miyano Shiho was also a researcher of this organization. To be precise, that little girl was The developer of the drug that caused Kudo to shrink...

Things on this island seemed more complicated than he imagined.

"Having said that, it's not appropriate to go through these things without Ms. Shimabukuro's permission. Let's put the things back first." After regaining consciousness, Mao Lilan hesitated for a moment and insisted.

One code equals the other. They accepted other people's kindness and came to change their names. After all, it is impolite to rummage through things privately.

"It doesn't matter." A gentle female voice came from the door. Shimabukuro Kimie stood in front of the door and looked at them, "I told you, it's not a vital secret - in fact, everyone on the island will come if they have something to do. Look through these things and look for celebrities who came to register. Have you changed it?"

"Well, well!" Mao Lilan nodded and bowed slightly apologetically, "I'm causing you trouble."

"The festival will start tomorrow night. After the festival, my grandma will draw the lucky ones who get the arrows. Please remember to come and participate." Shimabukuro-san straightened his sleeves and showed a smile without any grudges, "Although It’s a bit inappropriate to say this, but considering my grandma’s age, every dugong festival may be the last one. Don’t leave any regrets, everyone.”

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"'Don't leave any regrets' or something like that, such a strange expression." Walking out of the shrine and walking on the streets that came alive with the rising sun, Toyama Kazuyo thought about what he had heard before and couldn't help but say, "That sounds really good." I haven’t seen the goddess, maybe there is something wrong with Shimabukuro-san’s grandma..."

That tone was not so much that he expected them to attend the meeting, but rather that he was convinced that this year would be the last one, and if he couldn't attend, he would definitely have regrets.

"That's not necessarily true. Well, it's normal for a 140-year-old grandma to be in poor health and not be able to go out or meet guests... Rather, it's really remarkable that she can still host events consciously at this age. situation." Mao Lilan said, took out the wooden sign with the numbers on it, and sighed.

"However, I still feel that Ms. Shimabukuro seems to be in a bad mood..."

"Perhaps there are too many busy things to do during the festival."

"Shall we go to the gift shop again? I remember that there are many things produced by this shrine. Why not buy a few more as a way of supporting Ms. Shimabukuro."

"good idea!"

The two girls quickly determined their next itinerary, while the three people following them didn't pay attention to the direction they were going, and huddled together and whispered.