The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan.

"Ah, that's Mr. Kosaka Kiichi, I saw him in the study just now."

"Yeah, so the one next to her is Ms. Kosaka Natsumi's great-grandmother. You know what, she looks quite like her great-grandmother."

"Wait a minute, that's..."

After hearing the detectives' discussion, Natsumi Kosaka finally withdrew her gaze from the photo of her great-grandparents and looked at the other photos that were also reflected.

As she watched, the words that Tangze had just reminded her of replayed in her mind. Natsumi Kosaka's mind worked quickly and she instantly understood what Tangze really wanted to express.

Her great-grandmother's true identity was...

"No wonder her great-grandfather brought back so many treasures from the Tsar." His curiosity was fully satisfied. Kuroba Kaito nodded with satisfaction and poked Tang Ze who didn't know what he was looking at. "Those were all brought back by her great-grandmother."

She is the daughter of Nicholas II. When she fled, she took some jewelry from her home with her, including the Egg of Memory. Everything makes sense.

Kiichi Kosaka did not do anything that violated professional ethics. Not only did he not stab his employer in the back, he also worked hard and took great risks to bring the Tsar's third daughter back to his own country for refuge.

- Of course, he ended up getting together with someone else, so that the Tsar’s inheritance became his wife’s dowry, but that’s another story.

After noticing Princess Maria's frequent appearance in the photos, the detectives' expressions became more varied.

All the confusion about Kiichi Kosaka's situation, and even the confusion about the secret room and the secret passage design of the castle, were answered at this moment.

At that time, Maria, who had fled to Japan concealing her identity, was extremely sensitive and she certainly could not reveal her identity easily. She did not live in Japan for too long. Almost a few years after fleeing, she died in a foreign country due to childbirth.

The situation was still unclear at the time, and Kosaka Kiichi could only continue to conceal her identity, including the Orthodox church hidden deep underground, and not burying her in the family cemetery, but sleeping here alone...

Everything was explained, and the expressions of several people were highly synchronized. First they were suddenly enlightened, then they were in deep thought and sighed, and finally, they all looked at Kosaka Natsumi.

Realizing the key to the problem, Kosaka Natsumi looked back at them nervously.

She was completely unaware of these circumstances and did not want to get involved in the trouble that might follow, so there was a hint of earnest request in her eyes.

Receiving this emotion, Conan quickly grabbed Hattori Heiji, who had opened his mouth to say something, and kept him silent.

Knowing the truth is already a pleasant surprise. Since the parties involved do not want these things to be made public, there is nothing wrong with letting some things remain hidden in the dark.

Natsumi Kosaka breathed a sigh of relief, but before she could nervously observe other people's reactions, the dark tomb lit up again.

She turned her head and saw Tang Ze, who had taken the candlestick back at some point, left the crowd surrounding the Egg of Memory and lit the candles again.

As the lights came on, the light of the Egg of Memory was no longer so dazzling, and the photos reflected on the wall became blurred.

"There are too many people here, and it's been dark. I'm worried that there might be problems if we're crowded together." Tang Ze explained his actions calmly, "Should we escort this egg up there first? If a replica can make the photo visible, it means that the photo is engraved in the outer layer of the egg. This authentic one is a precious historical document, and it can't be damaged. Ms. Kosaka should have her own ideas."

This is of course not true, because what is placed there is the authentic product.

But Tang Ze's plan was to blur the role of the smaller one in this mechanism, turning it into a decorative mechanical structure that only served to transfer light, so that no one with ulterior motives would notice what they had done later.

"...Ah, ah, yes." After being rescued, Natsumi Kosaka breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly lifted the two eggs stacked together from the base. "I finally found my great-grandmother's remains, and I want to move her back to the family cemetery. This egg, too..."

After her reminder, the people around seemed to realize belatedly that this was not only an egg, but also an egg that had just been taken out of a dead person's arms and placed in the arms of bones a few minutes ago.

At this moment, even the fanatical people like Qian Jiang couldn't help but take a step back.

Only Kosaka Natsumi embraced it tightly without any hesitation.

Rather than holding an expensive rare treasure, she looked more like she was holding a lost child, and the emotion flashing in her eyes was unmistakable.

"This is the most precious thing my great-grandfather left her. I also saw a photo of my grandfather when he was a child inside it." Touching the surface of the egg, Kosaka Natsumi said softly, "She didn't get to see the child grow up, so my great-grandfather hoped that these memories could accompany her. This is more important than anything else."

"Hmm, so after returning to Japan, he put photos of his family in the egg as well. It became part of his memories." Maori Kogoro still felt something was wrong and muttered this. He nodded and accepted the explanation. "Okay, I can understand his feelings."

"Then let's go up. I feel the air here is a bit turbid after staying here for a long time." Megure Jusan rubbed his arms and laughed.

"Okay, now that we have discovered the true form of the egg, let's quickly notify the Suzuki Group and see if they would consider combining the two eggs..."

"Don't worry, Ms. Kosaka. In fact, the embassy informed me after arriving in Tokyo that our country admires your great-grandfather's technology. Although it once belonged to the Tsar, it was ultimately completed by your great-grandfather. We are willing to respect his idea and leave the Egg of Memories in Japan."

"Thank you, thank you..."

Surrounded by everyone, holding the egg, Natsumi Kosaka walked out step by step with tears in her eyes.

After finishing filming the whole process, Ryu Kanchuan turned around, recorded the expressions of everyone present in the camera, and closed the lens cap contentedly.

After confirming that he had finally finished the annoying filming, Pu Siqinglan stopped hiding her expression. She looked at the backs of everyone and stood in the dim candlelight with a murderous look in her eyes.

She said she didn't admit her mistake!

This woman's face was so similar to the Tsar's daughter that many people noticed the difference after just looking at the photo for a while, and their eyes changed when they looked at Kosaka Natsumi.

Pu Siqinglan had her right eye covered with an eyepatch, and the corner of her eye twitched nervously as her emotions fluctuated violently.

We can’t let the Egg of Memory fall into her hands. More importantly, we can’t let her survive...

If this secret were discovered, if her true background was exposed, fame, fortune and admiration would soon come to her.

Are a group of cowards who led their own dynasty to decline and blamed all the mistakes on others going to be glorified by time after a few decades into wise monarchs who deserve to be praised but were only deceived by evildoers?

Ridiculous, extremely ridiculous——

Just when she was about to lose control and raised her hand to pull off the blindfold, preparing to look at Kosaka Natsumi regardless of anything, a figure suddenly blocked her way.

Pu Siqinglan habitually thought it would be Tang Ze, and closed her right eye reflexively, looking over with hatred, but she found that the person standing there was a policeman who should have left with Megure Jusan and others.

While she was relieved, the embarrassment of having her predicament noticed by others turned into a nameless anger, filling her brain and making her furious.

Her power has always been invincible.

The reason she became a gunner was certainly due to her personality, but the main reason was that her ability in this area had extremely outstanding tactical effects.

It is self-evident what it means for a sniper to turn a moving target into a fixed target.

As a result, because she met this bastard who did not play by the rules and possessed some special powers, not only were her abilities completely restrained, but all the attacks she made were rebounded back at her. Even in daily contact, he did his best to humiliate her and was so arrogant that he couldn't be more arrogant.

Damn it, it was all the fault of that bastard Kaito Kidd...! Now when she saw someone blocking her way, her subconscious reaction was to close her eyes to avoid possible harm!

"You, get out of the way...!" Pu Si Qinglan scolded in an extremely harsh tone, opened his eyes wide, and poured all the blocked strength towards the person in front of him.

Facing her attack, the policeman simply frowned. The next second, he raised his hand without any hindrance and grabbed her arm.

There is no wrong version in the 6 book forum!

"Ma'am, I advise you to be nicer. Don't forget, you are all suspects of stolen exhibits." Kuroba Kaito, who looked exactly like Shiratori Rensaburo, fearlessly displayed a bad law enforcement attitude. "If you don't cooperate with us, I also have the right to arrest you for obstructing law enforcement. Although you are a foreigner, you don't have any diplomatic immunity in this regard..."

"hПmanПok!" Pu Siqinglan's emotions were further ignited and she didn't even bother to speak Japanese.

Kuroba Kaito sneered and was just about to take out the handcuffs he had prepared to control this dangerous guy when a hand reached out from behind him.

The bright red scarf instantly turned into a flaming chain, tightly imprisoning Pu Siqinglan's body.

"The language system is disordered, Miss Chinese." Tang Ze whispered in a sarcastic voice, "At this time you should say - 'Get lost!'"

As he uttered the word "get out" in a clear and loud voice, Pu Siqinglan felt a huge force coming from her body and could not help but let out a scream.

This sharp female voice spread far forward along the closed tomb chamber. The people who had walked out for dozens of meters realized that something seemed to have happened behind them.

By the time everyone hurried back, the bright firelight had completely illuminated the end of the passage.

"There's a fire!" The moment Conan noticed the temperature rising, he immediately shouted a warning and raised his sleeves as a precaution. The tips on fire escape began to replay in his mind without delay.

He said how come this trip went so smoothly, and it always gave him a feeling of uneasiness that he couldn't even sneeze at. Now that what was supposed to come had finally arrived, he even felt like the other shoe had dropped.

It was just a fire, and it happened in an underground secret room.

Although it might be a little dangerous for so many people to run outside, it was much better than an explosion, a castle collapse, or someone kicking you into a painting for no apparent reason...

"Everything was fine, how come there is...ah, Shiratori!" Megure Jusan hurried back and frowned as he observed the tomb that was quickly engulfed by fire. He spotted his subordinates standing in the sea of ​​fire, and his eyes widened as he exclaimed in surprise.

The man with his back to them turned his head slightly, as if wanting to respond to his shout, but the woman standing in front of him had completely fallen into hysterics, roaring and raising her pistol.

The syllables that came out of her mouth were fast and urgent, obviously not Japanese, but they didn't sound like Chinese at all.

Instead, the Russian ambassador standing at the end of the line immediately understood her shouting and frowned deeply.

"She said, 'You immortal monster, you are hindering my great cause', 'Get out of here', 'I will not be destroyed by the flames' and so on... Could it be that..." He roughly translated a few of the other party's emotional statements. When he saw her aiming at the man's right eye, he couldn't help but gasp for cold, uh, hot air, "She is aiming at someone else's right eye. She is Scobin?!"

"what?!"

"Ms. Pu Siqinglan, who is she?!"

She fired the pistol in her hand, but the man standing in front of her didn't move.

The next second, her own miserable screams filled the corridor. In the firelight, there was even a terrifying feeling as if wronged souls were wailing.

"I've already told you not to do that. You're asking for trouble."

The flames jumped up for a moment, and when everyone could see the figure clearly again, the Shiratori Ren Saburo who was originally standing there had disappeared, and in his place was the back of a man with white hair and black clothes.

"Wait a minute, Phantom Thief—" Conan shouted in a strange voice, "—Joker?!"

He originally wanted to shout to Kaito Kidd, "Be careful."

Whatever other skills Scobin had, she was very skilled with a gun, and it would be unwise to provoke her at this time.

But his voice took a turn as soon as he said this.

Why is it Joker?! What does it have to do with you?!

Joker, with his back to him, chuckled.

The next second, the stone wall in front of them began to vibrate, and the door to the tomb, which had been open after being triggered, began to slowly close.

"Hey, Joker, you——!"

With a loud "boom", the flames, gunshots, and the thief who was walking leisurely towards the sea of ​​fire all disappeared on the other side of the wall and could no longer be seen.