The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan.

"Mr. Yutian, can I call you that?"

Yutian, who was silently arranging the bookshelf, was startled when he heard the voice behind him. He turned around and saw that it was the little boy he had just bumped into. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "Ah, it's you. Thank you so much just now. If it weren't for your help, the director would definitely punish me."

What's worse, if he dropped the box because he was so excited, and the curator found him and saw the boxes he had opened...

Tamada Kazuo exhaled.

"It's a small thing." Conan smiled and shook his head, as if he was an ordinary child who had been praised by an adult, and his eyes quietly looked at the box in Tamada Kazuo's hand.

He was doing normal sorting work, checking the barcodes of new books, entering them, storing some of the books in the warehouse, and placing the others in corresponding locations.

In a library the size of the Mihua Library, a lot of boring work like this is inevitable.

Tamada Kazuo was so scared by the mean-looking curator. It seemed that he had discovered some incredible secrets. At least, it must be very incredible to the curator.

Among the tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of books in the collection, the books that are discovered by employees like Tamada Kazuo who are responsible for sorting and storing must have some special characteristics...

Recalling the original books that Yutian had just moved out of the children's reading room, Conan's eyes flashed with a gleam.

For example, the original English books that inexplicably appeared in the children's section were all brand new, with the plastic covers still intact...

The prices of many large original English books are quite high, especially those involving professional fields.

Even though he knew this very well, especially since his father's wealth came from books and words, Kudo Shinichi was still shocked when he first learned the prices of certain professional books.

These boxes of original professional books must be very expensive. Why would they put these expensive books in the children's book section without even opening them? It's as if they were afraid of being discovered by others.

Unless... purchasing expensive original books is just a means to launder money and hide the real purpose...

Deducing this conclusion in a very short time, Conan quickly thought of some bad directions.

If his guess is true, no matter which guess it is, then Mr. Yutian, who has discovered the truth, is probably under some kind of threat.

Being brought here by such means, trying every possible means to conceal something from others, it must be a big problem no matter how you think about it...

Thinking of this, Conan turned his head and looked at the naughty kids of the Junior Detective League who were laughing and immersed in the comic books, completely forgetting the purpose of their visit, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

He had to think of a way to help this innocent worker.

As for the solution...

Tang Ze's face flashed briefly in Conan's mind, and his eyes widened as an idea suddenly came to him.

Yes, if that’s the case, then if we want to call the police, besides having solid evidence of a crime, isn’t there another shortcut?

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"The library here is quite big."

Looking up at the building in front of him, Jinpei Matsuda sighed.

Most of these semi-public libraries for citizens cannot even catch up with university libraries. The fact that a town can have a library with four or five floors shows that its economic strength is quite impressive.

"A small library can't handle such a big job." Asai Chengmi said pertinently, "Noah has checked the operation of this library. Not only has it been open for a long time, but also because of some historical issues, it has some special permits..."

Matsuda Jinpei instinctively shrank his neck and lowered his voice: "It's a bit strange to hear you suddenly talk like this..."

"It's been so many days, and you're still not used to it." Asai Narumi glanced at him and shook his fluffy ponytail.

Since they were going to conduct the investigation in a low-key manner, their overly ostentatious attire would not be appropriate, so Asai Narumi did not choose the Moriya Teiji Fury Suit, but picked up his own initial equipment.

That is, women's clothing.

Asai Narumi, who has been active on the island as a woman for two years without being exposed, does not have any voice changing techniques, but he is born with such a voice. Among men, his voice is soft and high-frequency. As long as he slightly pinches his throat and lowers his tone, he will show neutral voice characteristics. Combined with his appearance, it is difficult for him to arouse suspicion.

At the beginning, if the former village chief hadn't been so stupid as to ask him out in the middle of the night and tried to force himself on him, and his hands hadn't touched places he shouldn't have, he wouldn't have discovered his true gender.

But knowing these facts is one thing. After getting used to Asai Narimi's slightly aggressive style of doing things, it is still difficult to get used to seeing him dressed like this suddenly.

Jinpei Matsuda touched his nose, not wanting to answer, and secretly cast his gaze at Kenji Hagiwara, the only newcomer who was newer than himself.

Then he was shocked to find that Hagiwara Kenji just looked at Asai Narumi in surprise and then looked away, with a very calm reaction.

"Hagi, why didn't I realize that you have such a strong ability to accept things?" Jinpei Matsuda was truly shocked.

"Because I'm young, and young people are better at accepting new things." After making the usual joke about their weird age difference, Hagiwara Kenji answered seriously, "Don't all the Phantom Thieves have this skill except us? You're too surprised to be surprised."

Matsuda Jinpei couldn't help but count them carefully and found that it was true.

I won’t talk about Tang Ze himself. If there is any flaw in his disguise technique, he won’t be able to continue his performance in front of Vermouth. Miyano Akemi may not be good at disguise, but she is really good at makeup. She knows how to adjust the details of a person’s facial features to make the person difficult to recognize. Hoshikawa Teru didn’t know how to do it in the past, but it’s been so long now that he can put on makeup with his eyes closed even if his eyelids are so sleepy. He has already developed muscle memory for it. Add in Asai Narimi who lurks in the enemy camp in women’s clothing, and I am my great-grandmother Shimabukuro Kimie…

"Think about it more positively. We are the ones who are out of tune." Kenji Hagiwara patted his shoulder soothingly.

While the two of them were whispering here, Asai Narimi, who was temporarily acting as the commander, had basically assigned the tasks.

"The client's information has been verified with you in advance. Matsuda, your mission is to find a way to contact the client as quickly as possible. He has already discovered the director's problem and may be in danger at any time. Xingchuan and Mingmei, you two know more about this industry than we do. Go investigate this issue and make sure you don't leave any hidden dangers."

He said this in a rather euphemistic way, but everyone understood it.

In other words, since this person is involved in the black industry, he may have other networks behind him. If he cannot be dealt with without alerting the enemy, it is best to collect as much intelligence as possible and eradicate him completely.

"Finally, Kimie and I will be responsible for contacting the target himself." Asai Narimi nodded to Shimabukuro Kimie, who had already dressed up as a gentle housewife. "From what I understand, this kind of person will not easily guard against people like us."

To put it bluntly, the black and gray industries are inseparable from violent crimes.

Their ecology is a kind of barbaric jungle law. Even with some flexible modern means, once it involves fundamental interests, that temperament that is contrary to civilization will emerge again.

People who work in this industry will subconsciously look down on women and children.

The less aggressive the image is, the less of a threat they feel it poses. Not only will they not become alert, but they will also develop a temperament of not treating others as human beings but as a kind of resource.

There is no way. If you break the law and discipline for a long time, path dependence will occur.

"You guys..." Matsuda Jinpei wanted to tell them to be careful, but he remembered Shimabukuro Kimie and Asai Narimi in his memory space and swallowed the words back.

Forget it. If everyone's fighting style is closely related to their true nature, it's hard to say who should call for help.

"Okay, I don't think I need to give you any more instructions. Action!"

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Tang Ze retracted his foot and rubbed it casually on the floor tiles to wipe off the blood on the bottom. He tilted his head towards the alley behind him, signaling the people watching from afar to come and clean up.

When the gangsters with colorful hair who were standing at the entrance of the alley saw him stop, they rushed in and dragged out the person who was kicked by Tang Ze and fell into the trash can.

Tang Ze's kick was definitely not light. The man was almost dug out of the deformed trash can. When he was put on the ground, there was no movement feedback, and he looked like he was knocked unconscious by the kick.

"There are some things I'm too lazy to say. You know I don't like to talk nonsense." Tang Ze curled his eyes and patted his black windbreaker. "It's really bad to be so undignified."

The timid little gangsters nodded and bowed, but no one dared to respond.

Although controlling and operating illegal industries does not rely solely on violence, violence is the most direct and effective means. They have already witnessed the young man's unquestionable dominance in violence, so naturally they dare not even say a word.

Deep down, they actually despised the man lying unconscious in the sewage at their feet.

Either you don't cross the line, or if you have decided to cross the line, then hide your tail well.

He has neither the ability to hide the truth from his superiors nor the ability to find new backers for himself, yet he dares to secretly circulate goods of unknown origin. He is really asking for trouble.

"Okay, I've asked all the questions I need to ask. As for the rest..." Tang Ze looked down at the man who seemed to have really lost consciousness for a while, and said in a flat tone, "I don't want to see him in Beika Town anymore. If you can't do it, I'll replace you with someone who can do it."

The gangsters who had been secretly observing the man's injuries, wondering whether they should let him fend for himself or lend a hand, were suddenly stunned.

To say that they had no friendship was because they were still close friends and had been dealing with each other for many years. Even if there were some frictions, they had not yet reached the level of deep hatred.

What Tang Ze meant by this sentence is...

After finishing his words, Tang Ze seemed to have no interest in their thoughts anymore. He waved his hand and turned away.

He had only taken two steps outside when he heard from behind someone screaming in fear, with their chests covered, and the sound of fists hitting flesh.

Tang Ze didn't even turn his head and continued walking forward indifferently.

Ignoring its sinfulness, this is a pure business.

It is driven by pure, inhumane interests, so it shows another natural and wild appearance.

This is a job that requires one's head to be tied to the belt. In this kind of organization, anyone will be killed without hesitation after losing their usefulness. Even without considering the situation of undercover agents, the casualty rate among themselves alone will be alarming.

In the past, Tang Ze had not only witnessed too many similar scenes, but he had also done a lot of such work himself. He really didn't care about the life and death of a small fry in the chain.

He himself doesn't care about his own life, so asking Tang Ze to care about it is really giving face to these byds.

After walking for a while, passing through two secret passages, and coming out of another residential area, the disguise on Tang Ze's face used to conceal his appearance had been wiped off, and he once again returned to the appearance of a gentle and harmless high school student.

In fact, it doesn't matter if he doesn't change his appearance. It might even come in handy when he bumps into someone on the city walk someday. However, Tang Ze knows that in this life, he has a baby face that makes it difficult for him to have a strong and fierce look. In order to make things easier, he still paints himself to look more mature.

I really don't know who he inherited this baby face from, Tang Ze thought, he obviously looks a lot like his father, but although his father does not look old, he doesn't look this old either. When he was 18, he looked like 18 years old...

Could this also be the magical gene of the Shiliang family?

Evidence has been found that Toru Amuro is the honorary adopted son of the Sera family.

Tang Ze walked quickly while thinking about some incoherent thoughts in his mind. Twenty minutes later, he was standing in front of the door of Beika Library, with a completely different look from before.

Looking at the words on the naming monument in front of him, Tang Ze smiled kindly.

He certainly couldn't forget the case, but his thoughts went deeper than simply solving a shameless drug dealer.

Tang Ze wanted to dig out the line behind the other party, find the source and downstream of this flow, and not give them any chance to revive.

Unlike the incident on Moon Shadow Island, this director simply took advantage of his position to mix those deadly things into the imported books. He did not make the poison himself in the library; he was merely the middle link in the entire chain.

This group of people also know what deadly business they are doing, so once they are alerted, they will scatter like birds and beasts. The difficulty and energy consumed in catching them all in one fell swoop is hard to predict.

First, dig out enough people, then arrest them all at lightning speed, and then complete the interrogation carefully to confirm who are the core figures and who are just code-scrappers. Don't let those who deserve to eat peanuts get one less.

Tang Ze is truly an expert in this area and is not just a rookie who only knows the theory.

"I finally caught him. It's time to inform the others and start closing in."

As for Tangze himself...

Looking at the library in front of him where people were coming in and out from time to time, he raised his foot and walked into the library.

I wonder if the unlucky guy who became the non-existent eighth person is still alive.

There have been enough people who have fallen on this road. If there can be one less innocent person, the better.