The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

"The banquet is held here. Well, because of Kidd, Kitagawa-kun suggested that we prepare backup power and strengthen monitoring equipment. I think it is a good idea." Suzuki Sonoko pointed to the banquet hall not far away that was busy being decorated. , and then pointed to the exhibition room on the other side, where the door is now closed, "This is where the Egg of Memory will be displayed later."

"Isn't the Egg of Memory in the hands of the police now?" Xingchuan Hui, who was observing the venue with his chin in his hand and pretending to be working, blinked, "Are you planning to wait until the physical object is returned?"

Because the police judged the time of committing the crime in Kidd's notice letter, they planned to take the Egg of Memory to protect it until the end of the notice, which was after 1:30 in the morning.

According to the common opening ceremony process, the time can be postponed until midnight at most, and the true appearance of the treasure can be displayed until 12 o'clock. However, if it is delayed any further, the authentic product will miss the opportunity of the official opening.

"I originally had this plan..." Suzuki Sonoko curled her lips, "However, the policeman named Zhongmori insisted that Kidd would definitely take action at 3 o'clock in the morning, so the police are already stepping up their efforts to get the imitations in place."

The Egg of Memories is indeed an exquisite handicraft, but with the power of modern industry, a treasure made of metal and designed with mechanisms is not so difficult to copy.

As long as you don't let the guests observe too closely, or don't let the audience who know too much about the real thing stand in the front row, it is still very simple to hold the banquet without being awkward.

"Speaking of which, you are really willing to hand over genuine products to the police." Mouri Kogoro looked at it for a long time and couldn't figure out the reason, so he looked away with a subtle expression, "That's 800 million after all... If the police are too persistent If Kidd is captured and the treasure is damaged..."

This is not a hypothesis. Considering that Officer Nakamori is in a state of being beaten to death, as long as he has a chance to catch Kaitou Kidd, he definitely doesn’t care about the egg of memories or not...

It's not that he won't protect the safety of citizens' property, but if he needs to make a choice between the safety of the treasure and the capture of Kidd, he will 100% give priority to capturing Kidd, and he won't care so much about whether this national treasure of another country will be stolen. damaged.

"If it's damaged, just damage it. It's not such a fragile cultural relic." Suzuki Sonoko waved her hand nonchalantly, "When I used it as a toy when I was a child, I beat it several times, and it didn't even leave any scratches. As expected of it. Made by the royal family, the quality is really good.”

The corner of Mouri Kogoro's mouth twitched.

This sounds bigger than saying that the memory egg is not easily damaged or that the Suzuki family doesn't care about it that much...

"Theoretically, as the detective who was invited, I should also fulfill my responsibility in protecting the treasures. However, Officer Zhongmori firmly disagreed with their search for people outside the Second Section to participate in the plan, thinking that it would cause leaks..." Xingchuan Hui sighed softly, "You are so stubborn."

Although no matter what, his plan is destined to be discovered by Kuroba Kaito in the end, Nakamori Ginzo's idea is still correct.

Even with such strict protection, it can only prevent outsiders from snooping, but not insiders.

Who would have thought that before the Egg of Memories was taken away from the Suzuki Museum of Art, insiders had placed such a powerful monitor on it?

Outside the exhibition hall, Kuroba Kaito himself was pretending to come from the JR station. As soon as he got off the car, his attention was attracted by a woman not far away.

A gentle and beautiful woman was stopped outside the exhibition hall by several policemen. She was pointing at the newspaper in her hand and saying something urgently.

"I have something very important to tell President Suzuki about this collection. Please be accommodating...or you can inform him now and tell him that I have important news about the Egg of Memory..."

The police officer who was pulled by her looked at the photo in the newspaper in embarrassment: "You also saw the content of the title. Phantom Thief Kidd is now eyeing this egg. Before the danger is resolved, except for those who have been inspected and invited, , we can’t just let people into the museum.”

"But, but..." Natsumi Kasaka grabbed the edge of the bag eagerly.

There were some words that she was embarrassed to say directly, but her expression of tears had completely conveyed her thoughts.

She was worried about Kidd's undefeated record, fearing that if she couldn't see the Egg of Memory today, it would disappear again.

Kuroba Kaito lowered his eyes, straightened his haori, and walked over slowly: "What's wrong? Madam? Are you in any trouble?"

The policeman frowned and looked at the young man in a gorgeous kimono subtly. Just as he was about to say something to drive him away, Nishino Masato, who hurried out of the venue, quickly waved his hand to greet Kuroba Kaito who was walking over.

"Mr. Kitagawa, this way! Sorry, I'm busy with the opening today, so I don't have time to go directly to the platform to pick you up..."

"It doesn't matter, I've been here before." Kuroba Kaito shook his head calmly, not letting him finish the more apologetic words that followed, "I can't be completely considered a guest, so I don't have to be so polite."

This is a great truth.

During the construction of the exhibition hall, Suzuki Sonoko asked Kitagawa Yusuke, who seemed to have experience in organizing exhibitions, for advice. Of course Karasawa, who was busy solving other problems at the time, had no time to come.

Based on the principle of checking out the place in case it is useful, just like the previous art exhibition, Kuroba Kaito naturally came once as Kitagawa Yusuke. After the on-site inspection, he gave more construction suggestions. He not only knew the layout of the entire exhibition hall, but also designed some anti-theft lines himself.

So Nakamori Ginzo's "stupid method", which seems outrageous and exaggerated, actually makes sense.

Because putting it in the Suzuki Museum is no different from putting it directly in Kidd's pocket.

The police who were originally hesitant about whether to come over to check stopped after hearing him say that and Nishino Masato, the secretary of President Suzuki, did not refute.

How should I put it? In theory, in order to prevent Kid from sneaking in, they should carefully check the faces of every entrant, but since the genuine product has been taken away long ago, and the police's focus of defense is on the castle tower mentioned in the trailer, if Kid himself really came to the art museum, it would be a good thing...

Thinking of this, the police tactfully stepped back half a step and did not disturb Kitagawa Yusuke and Secretary Nishino who were chatting.

In addition, Natsumi Kosaka, who was originally blocked outside by him, was finally let go.

But she didn't rush to the venue. Instead, she looked at Kitagawa Yusuke thoughtfully, and then looked at Nishino Masato for a while, and asked hesitantly: "Are you employees of Suzuki Group?"

"Well, I'm the assistant secretary of President Shiro Suzuki." Nishino Masato pushed his glasses and turned his head politely, "Madam, do you have anything to do?"

"You know Mr. Shiro Suzuki, right?!" Natsumi Kosaka's eyes widened, "Then, can you please help me contact the president? It's like this..."

She reached back and took a thick document from the old man behind her, pulled out a page, and turned it over to face them.

It was a photocopy of a document. From the mottled texture and slightly blurred handwriting, it is not difficult to see the age of the original.

In the middle of this document, a complex craft is drawn with even and delicate lines, and there are many detailed texture enlarged design drawings around it, and many words and regular patterns are also marked.

Without going into the details of the text, it is not difficult to see that this is most likely a design drawing. At the very least, the person who drew this thing must have seen the real Egg of Memory.

"My ancestors have some connection with this egg. I want to see it with my own eyes and confirm some things..." Natsumi Kosaka clenched her fingers anxiously, "Can you please take me in?"

"Uh, this..." Masato Nishino stared at the document blankly, frowning in embarrassment.

In normal times, Shiro Suzuki, who has a tolerant personality, would probably not only be happy to let her take a look, but might also be eager to ask her about the whole story and let her tell how her ancestors were related to this legendary treasure. However, this is a sensitive period. Even if he doesn't think so in his heart, the president needs to consider the attitude of the police...

"It's unlikely to see the egg, but I can take you in." Kuroba Kaito glanced at Masato Nishino, who looked embarrassed, and said bluntly.

"Hey, but, Mr. Kitagawa..."

"What's wrong? Isn't the exhibition for people to see?" Kuroba Kaito asked in a completely matter-of-fact tone, "But if the police don't want to show it to people because they are worried about Kaito Kid, it doesn't matter."

"Well, it still has to be displayed at night..." Nishino Masato pursed his lips, glanced at Kosaka Natsumi, and then looked at the police not far away. After all, it was not easy to say bluntly in front of others that the real object had been taken away by the police, so he had to lower his head, "Since Mr. Kitagawa said so, please follow me."

"The security design is very good." Tang Ze observed the surrounding situation for a while, and then went up to carefully study the fire protection diagram, and praised, "The anti-theft circuits cover each other, and the monitoring design is also reasonable. If the opponent is not Kaito Kid, it is indeed difficult to be stolen."

What's more, this high-quality anti-theft design is still made by Kaito Kid himself.

However, Kuroba Kaito did not live up to Kitagawa Yusuke's reputation at all. As the saying goes, knowing yourself and your enemy will ensure victory in a hundred battles. Designed by Kaito Kidd, who has rich experience in theft, the anti-theft effect here is really excellent.

Thinking of this, Tang Ze touched his chin and had an idea: "Hey, what do you think? Why don't you suggest that Kuroba apply for the position of exhibition hall designer? Exhibition arrangement is also a science, and he may earn more than magicians. More importantly, it is also good for him. At least in the future, if he suddenly has a whim and is ready to steal something, he can find everything by flipping through his own folders, and he can save time on scouting."

After all, magicians are performers, which is considered a half-service industry. They have to design the program effects, the stage and props by themselves, which also consumes a lot of energy. However, exhibition hall design is a very professional and suitable job, and there is no shortage of good work directions.

Xingchuan Hui instinctively wanted to hold his forehead, but felt the leather gloves sticking to his skin, but he held back.

He is now Akechi Goro, no matter what, he still has to pay attention to his image.

"You'd better not let Kuroba Kaito hear this." As an alternative, Hoshikawa Teru had to lower his voice and squeeze out a sentence through his teeth.

"Why, are you worried that he won't accept my sincere advice?" Tang Ze raised his eyebrows.

"No, I'm worried that he's too accepting." Hoshikawa Teru silently looked at his provocative expression with a bit of smugness.

Although he didn't say much, his face clearly conveyed a sentence - you should do some good deeds, just for Kaito Kidd.

Let a Kaito be an exhibition designer, what's the difference between this and sending an undercover agent into the organization?

"I think..."

Before Tang Ze finished his joke, he was interrupted by a call from behind.

"Tang Ze, you're here." Maori Kogoro came over with a glass of champagne in his hand, looked around at the two people, "What are you looking at here?"

"Observing the exhibits here." Tang Ze turned around and raised the glass of juice in his hand, "It's worthy of being the Suzuki family, there are indeed many collections with names."

Not only are they named, some are simply exaggerated.

Tang Ze even saw a few exhibits that made him instinctively stiffen his fists, and spent a little time convincing himself that this was the world of science before he calmed down.

Maori Kogoro looked at the jewelry placed in the glass cabinet in front of the two of them. He did not continue with this dry evaluation, but looked around and sighed: "It seems that if it weren't for Kid, this banquet would hardly attract so many people, especially so many media... I didn't expect that Sonoko has a bit of business sense."

Kid, coupled with the blessing of the famous detective, has made the exhibition hall, which originally sounded not so attractive, a hot project. Reporters with long guns and short guns flocked to it. Even if they couldn't get an invitation, they cried and shouted to come to the conference. It is not difficult to see from their expressions of excitement that they have already imagined how they captured the moment when Kaito Kid appeared, or captured a more important and decisive scene, and what kind of leap it would bring to their media.

Suzuki Sonoko was deliberately planning or just lucky enough to get this opportunity because of her face. Now no one can tell.

"And I didn't expect so many people would be eyeing it." Maori Kogoro took a sip of wine cherishingly, then raised his chin and motioned them to look over there.

The art dealer named Qian Jiangyi was standing at the entrance of the banquet hall, talking to someone, and so were the people from the embassy.

To be more precise, the people they ran into in the president's office that day were basically all here.

Maori Kogoro looked around for a while, and suddenly he said, whether intentionally or unintentionally, "Why can't I see that beautiful woman from China? What's her name? It's quite difficult to pronounce... Pu Siqinglan? Right?"