The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan.

The square in front of Miwa's JR station is not large. Considering its location as a major transportation station and being at the junction of main roads, it does not allow it to have a large area. There are only a few trees and a few benches.

It sounds like a good thing that can reduce the difficulty of searching, but when walking into the station square, Conan can't help but feel troubled.

There are too many pedestrians passing by here. Without the assistance of the police to block the area, no one knows where the prisoner will put the bomb and whether it will be taken away by passers-by.

If a plastic bomb capable of blowing up a building explodes in a crowd...

"Don't worry, kid." Kitagawa Yusuke, who was a few steps behind him, crossed the sidewalk with Shi Shiran in his pocket. "Since the prisoner said he would detonate it after 1 o'clock, there is a high probability that it will be a time bomb this time."

"...Have you done any research on this kind of thing?" Unexpectedly, before he could use his brain, he was comforted by an ordinary person who looked unconcerned. Conan raised his head and glanced at him in surprise.

...Speaking of which, Kitagawa Yusuke looks so thin and never had enough to eat. Why is he still so tall? It’s quite tiring to talk to him.

Kitagawa Yusuke, who was wearing 3cm height-increasing shoes, nodded seriously: "Isn't this obvious? If it's not a time bomb, why did he ask for time?"

"Even if he doesn't need a time bomb, he can still use a remote control device?" Conan retorted first, then shook his head, "What you said makes sense."

Although Kitagawa Yusuke's judgment sounds more like a subconscious reaction of muscles directly connected to the brain than reasoning, his words are not wrong.

If the prisoner's purpose was consistent with what he described on the phone, then the other party wanted to target Kudo Shinichi, and it was not to blow him up directly, but to make him feel the pain of being unable to prevent the tragedy from happening.

This shows the criminal's extreme self-confidence, and also shows that the other party's two bombs are more like "appetizers" and they want to test his depth as a detective.

As previously investigated, the stolen explosives were far more than that.

In order to prevent their behavior from being too strange, he did not drag Kitagawa Yusuke. He walked around the station square first, simply eliminating the facades that could be seen at a glance, as well as the trash cans and tree branches that were relatively easy to see. The hiding place that comes to mind.

It would be very conspicuous for a high school student to do this, but for an elementary school student with ADHD, it would make perfect sense.

It is only at this time that you can feel the convenience of being a child.

After a simple circle, Conan found nothing and returned to Kitagawa Yusuke who was sitting on the bench. He was about to ask him to check some parts that were difficult for him to see clearly, such as the crown of the tree. However, he saw that he lowered his head and was observing carefully. Something under the seat.

Conan leaned over and took a look. It was a pink cat box with cute pink and white stickers on the outer wall. When he got closer, he could hear the faint sound of a cat meowing.

"Please take it away..." After reading the words written on it, Conan observed it for a while and frowned.

At first glance, the cat bag is expensive. It has a very obvious decorative style. Coupled with this eye-catching color, it is an act that is very eager to be noticed. It is easy to think of having to abandon it due to family reasons. A character image of a little girl.

Under this premise, this note with too clear handwriting reveals a somewhat different age tendency.

It's not a huge suspicion, but there is definitely a subtle sense of suspicion.

Just as Conan was about to reach out and carefully take it out, Kitagawa Yusuke had already bent down and pulled the cat bag out.

"Hey, be careful..." Although he knew that it was probably not going to be an exaggerated device like a balance pole, he still couldn't help but feel frightened when he saw Kitagawa Yusuke's heroic movements.

Kitagawa Yusuke responded with an incomprehensible look: "Shake it a little, it won't scare the cat."

"...The reason you're staring at it is because there's a cat in it?" Conan's eyebrows twitched as he was briefly confused by Kitagawa Yusuke's keenness.

"What else? What else can there be without a cat in the cat bag?" Kitagawa Yusuke looked back with a confused look.

The two looked at each other silently for a few seconds. Conan, who felt that this conversation was a bit retarded, slapped his forehead and reached out to open the lock on the cat bag.

A small milk-brown head popped out the next second.

"It's a Siamese cat." Kitagawa Yusuke reached out and stroked the kitten's slightly messy hair.

The cat came close to his hand and sniffed it a few times, purred twice, climbed onto his lap, and squatted down very familiarly.

"So good and obedient." Kitagawa Yusuke smiled and reached out to pat the cat's back. "It's very dangerous here. You can't stay here. I'll take you to another place."

Is it surprising that he is the type popular with cats and dogs?

Conan looked at the cat that was held obediently in his arms and purred under his caress. He felt an indescribable sense of déjà vu. He couldn't help but squint his eyes and recall for two seconds, where had he seen this cat before? kind of scene.

But now that the situation was urgent, he quickly put back his flexible divergent thinking, opened the small door on the cat bag, and took a look inside.

The bright red countdown device is quietly counting second by second.

It’s really this…!

"Mr. Kitagawa, look!"

"Well... there's still half an hour left, why not just walk back..."

"...Why do you have to make a special trip back?!"

"But my easel is still over there. If you can't wait, you might as well call the police directly."

"No! Don't dial! No need for now! Just wait for me here! I'll find a river and go back!"

Without raising any further objections, Tang Ze looked at the back of the elementary school student who had been driven away by the radio man, caressed the obedient cat in his hand, and smiled meaningfully.

You like to take all problems on yourself without informing anyone, right?

I should let you feel that Joker is already the most talkative person in the Phantom Thieves. If he hides the other party and does things without authorization, then he doesn't know who the people who come to meet you are.

"I still like to solve all problems by myself, little hero." Picking up the slender cat, Tang Ze looked into its ice-blue eyes for a while and smiled, "From now on, you will be called nekko. Little kitten.”

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After the two explosions occurred, although the bombs did not cause any casualties or serious property damage due to Conan's timely arrival and timely handling, this retaliatory bombing against Kudo Shinichi still received attention.

Several witnesses who had come into contact with the bomber were called by the Megure Police Department for questioning. When Conan walked out of the office, he saw Yusuke Kitagawa surrounded by several of his elementary school classmates.

"Can I touch it?" Looking at the cat lying on his shoulder, Yoshida Ayumi cautiously said, "I won't hurt it."

Kitagawa Yusuke, who was immersed in drawing something, gave her a strange look: "You want to touch it and ask me what to do? You should ask it."