The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan.

"That is to say, not only detectives, but also the police believe in this suspicious group. I really don't understand whether the world is crazy or I am crazy."

"I know they sound a bit reliable, but please, if you believe in the justice they advocate, wouldn't that mean that the safety of the public is completely dependent on the personal morality of a few people?"

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"Ah, Chief Hattori Police Headquarters, I know that he is also a policeman that I admire very much. He is an outstanding detective among contemporary criminal police. Hey, do you know him? Oh, tell me about it?"

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"Oh my God, this case of yours, hiccup, is really too much. I said, Tang Zejun, right? Why don't you appeal for this reason? Huh? I don't know who to sue?"

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"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu The prosecution called back and conducted additional searches..."

"My work was not recognized by Hiccup. As a result, they woke up more than I did to a group of Phantom Thieves who didn't even know Hiccup's name!"

Tangze picked up the oolong tea at hand, added two ice cubes to it, and let Yamamura Cao, who was swaying from drinking, put his arms around his shoulders and put his entire weight on him.

As an ordinary grassroots criminal police officer, his main job is to organize searches, not to be the person in charge of criminal investigation. He belongs to the type of police officer with a simple life resume and simple work experience.

To put it simply, he is more like a police officer in charge of public security than a police officer responsible for major and important cases.

Such an easy-to-deceive policeman, with superb speaking skills, and the talkative Tang Ze didn't even need inducing questions and answers. After a few glasses of beer and some appropriate echoes, Yamamura Cao, who still felt grievances in his heart, almost made himself cry.

Shimabukuro Kimie, who was sitting not far behind them, shook his head and said unbearably: "Mr. Yamamura, he must be quite old. Why does he look like a child?"

From the moment Yamamura Cao walked out of the hotel, the Phantom Thieves and his crew completed tight control, surrounding him and monitoring his movements from a distance away.

But looking at the current situation, facing this extremely green policeman, they sent out so many people, which was really a surplus of manpower.

"I don't know how Officer Yamamura completes his training on weekdays. His anti-investigation awareness is ridiculously poor." Sitting at the other end of the bar, Hoshikawa Teru, who had heard all of Yamamura's drunken nonsense, couldn't help complaining into his headphones, "If we were really evil-minded gangsters, his body would have floated into the Pacific Ocean by now."

Asai Narumi, who was pouring sake into the cup, was amused by his statement and spilled two drops with a shake of his hand.

Obviously, Yamamura's comments about being a suspicious person on the one hand and an urban legend on the other have angered Teru Hoshikawa, who regards the Phantom Thieves as his entire life.

"Relax a little, the leader himself is not angry, he is still smiling and agreeing with him." Asai Narumi reassured, "His worries are understandable."

"You can laugh if you want, Karasawa. He formed the Phantom Thieves, and he can disband them on the spot if he wants to, but that's not the reason for others to slander us." Hoshikawa Teru snorted and scoffed at Yamamura Soo's doubts. "Like an unreasonable child."

"Just because he is a child, the leader will be interested in his news." Asai Narimi, who knew Hoshikawa Teru's life gate very well, said lightly, and easily silenced the other party, "If he really forgets the innocence of his childhood Given our wishes and the friends we had at the time, we would not have gone to such trouble to make such a trip.”

Today's series of plans is to approach Yamamura Cao reasonably and quickly get closer to him - the members of the Phantom Thieves who are responsible for the specific implementation naturally know the ins and outs.

The big luminous white egg standing in their laboratory is just waiting for the last piece of information to be put together before it can officially enter the resurrection reading.

Through the two aspects of the organization and the palace of Feng Guling, combined with the family background information that Noah stole from Zhu Fu Gaoming, the full picture of Zhu Fu Jingguang's short life of more than 20 years is about to be revealed.

The last piece was over, and it had something to do with the drunk policeman over there.

Those were Zhu Fu Jingguang's carefree childhood years.

He has not experienced family changes, has not suffered the turmoil and hardships of life, he is cheerful and happy, and he has never seen the hidden scenes that Jiang Gu Ling has never seen.

"Although I don't think that the police is a sacred profession..." Yamamura Soo, who was so drunk that his eyes were almost hanging on Karasawa's shoulders, raised the half-full beer glass in his hand, "But becoming a policeman is my childhood. Dream. I, I always wanted to be a police officer..."

Finally hearing the key words he wanted to hear, Tang Ze calmly took a sip of ice oolong and looked at the clock behind the counter calmly.

One hour and twenty minutes, a simple and relaxed conversation, without using any coercive means or deceptive words.

He just said it, it was just a simple thing.

"To be honest, Mr. Yamamura, my dream when I was a child was to be a policeman." Karasawa knew that Yamamura Cao was probably drunk now. He might not understand the meaning of his words, so he just emphasized a few accents. After a while, it is convenient for Yamamura Cao to find an outlet to express and vent, and continue to output.

Sure enough, Yamamura Cao didn't pay attention to the subject of Karasawa's language at all. After hearing the key words he pronounced clearly, he immediately raised his arm and patted Karasawa heavily on the shoulder twice.

"Ah, my childhood dream... It's so good. Nagano Prefecture, Nagano Prefecture is a good place, hiccup."

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Zhu Fu Gaoming put down the document in his hand, put it properly back into his briefcase, raised his head, and leaned on the soft backrest of the coffee shop.

A tiring day of work had just come to an end, and now it was his private time.

He has already joined the police department. When there is no emergency, there is no need to carry the documents home to continue reading. Doing so is inefficient and may not help solve the case.

——Understanding this, he casually picked up an unimportant work file and took it with him.

After all, Zhu Fu Gaoming brought it not because he really wanted to go home and work overtime, but because he felt vaguely anxious and wanted to do something to distract his attention.

At the door of the cafe, the welcoming wind chimes made a crisp sound, and a figure wearing a peaked cap walked into the shop.

The visitor walked to the booth behind Zhufu Gaoming and sat down. The waiter quickly delivered the menu.

A few dozen seconds later, the TV in the store emitted a loud cheer, and the few customers in the cafe instinctively looked in its direction.

It was time for the prime-time popular variety show to air. The boss, who was sitting at the bar and taking a nap, became slightly awake. He picked up the remote control and turned up the volume.

Under the cover of these movements, the sound of the two people talking back to back could not reach anyone else's ears.

"After that, did anyone else spy on your family background?"

"No more. My reaction made them aware of their exposure, I guess, and nothing else happened after that."