Phantom Thief of Heart!but conan

Chapter 250 Gin, you still say you don't have eye problems?
Curly and fluffy chestnut ear-length short hair, coiled around her cheeks docilely, at first glance, it does look a bit like...

...Fuck!

Suppressing the twitching of the corner of his mouth, Tang Ze once again felt that his expression control skills were severely challenged.

Gin, Brother Gin, can you take a closer look?
You're a sniper, right? You're a sniper, aren't you?
We snipers can have other problems, we can't be blind, right?

Is this Miyano Shiho?ah?It's more reasonable for you to think of me as Shirley, okay!

With your eyesight level, can you really hit the wrong person with a sniper?
——Oh, he's taking the liberty, Gin really hits the wrong person.

Tang Ze looked at Suzuki Ayako, who was squinting, wrapping her arms around her fiancé's arm, and was talking in a low voice with Tomizawa Yuzo next to her in a little panic, secretly gritted her teeth.

Sonoko is fine, you put her hair down and make a hairstyle, her face with big eyes and oval face looks alike from a distance.

But Suzuki Ayako's squinting eyes and slender face make her look very different from her sister's!

It's just that I put down my hair and cut it off to make an exquisite hairstyle. Gin, you really think that Miyano Shiho is here because of this, right?are you awake
"Huh? Did you find anything, brother wise?" Seeing that his gaze was fixed in a certain direction, the Mumu Police Department who walked up to him couldn't help but also glanced in that direction.

Compared to Ayako Suzuki, who was standing in the corner with a restless expression, Megure Police Department saw the music producer with long hair and avant-garde dress, and Kenzo Masuyama with wrinkled face and white beard and hair.

The Megure Police Department immediately became alert, approached the police officers who were conducting inquiries, and listened to the answers of these guests.

"Should it be just an accident?" Pushing the glasses on his face, the long-haired and shawl-shaved musician Naoya Tarumi was very dissatisfied with the status quo, "We can't rule out the possibility that the crystal lamp has fallen due to aging, leading to the death of that politician? I think you're holding us all in a ballroom where someone died for very little reason."

"However, we received a tip..." Gao Mushe stood aside, lest he stir up the emotions of the guests.

"Then before investigating us, we should first find out the identity of the reporter?" Masuyama Kenzo interjected, "Maybe he is the murderer himself?"

"How is it possible? It should be just a prank or a threat, right? The recent case of Councilor Tunkou has caused a lot of trouble, and it seems that he has received a lot of threatening letters..." The master of ceremonies frowned deeply.

"Hmph..." The businessman next to him sneered, "So, you can't do bad things, and you will be punished."

The eyes of the Mumu police department swept over several people one by one, and turned to look at Akechi Goro who was still staring at this side, and pondered.

Conan, who was inconvenient to approach the corpse, was scanning the group of people one by one.

He lowered his head, unfolded the handkerchief, and carefully looked at the violet cloth, thoughtfully.

Not long after he heard the strange noise, the cloth floated over his head.

Is it really just a coincidence...?
At this very moment, in this venue that is being heavily blocked by the police, there are three code-named members from the organization, watching every move of everyone in the venue indifferently.

The enemy is in the clear and we are in the dark. This golden opportunity cannot be allowed to escape easily.

He clenched the fabric in his hands, remembering the purple handkerchief that joker signed and took away when he entered the door...

He rolled his eyes, and relying on his height advantage, he quietly walked through the crowd and walked towards the front desk.

He had to find out who had received the purple handkerchief...

"In short, the interpreter Tun was killed by a falling lamp." The female writer Mika Nanjo pushed down her glasses, "If this is really a murder, in the darkness, the crystal lamp must hit the target accurately , is a very difficult thing, the only possibility is that the lamp was tampered with beforehand... At present, whether it is the dropped crystal lamp or the remaining part of the ceiling, no similar traces can be found? I think, It is too early for you to judge that this is a murder."

"That's right, can you investigate as soon as possible so that we can leave quickly?" The man next to him echoed.

The memorial service this time was not small, and it was full of celebrities and wealthy businessmen. It can be said that they were the group of people who were most afraid of dealing with the police and the media suddenly.

Hearing that someone was arguing with the police, everyone responded positively.

"Yes, you have no right to detain us."

"If you have any questions, you can contact my lawyer later, you have no right to ask me to cooperate."

At this moment, Conan ran to the door of the banquet hall, and said in a childlike voice that he was going to the toilet. The policemen guarding the door looked at the kid who was not even waist high, and opened the door a crack.

Immediately, dense spotlights and loud shouts came in from the corridor outside.

"Member Tunkou died at the banquet, is this true?"

"I heard it was an accident, what's the situation now?!"

"What are the details of the accident and were there any other casualties?"

"Please answer!"

No matter when the police come, the dedicated Kexue Media people will always fight on the front line of the case.

The non-stop ringing of the shutter and flash made Tang Ze, who was standing in the midfield, raise his hands to cover his face.

"These dog-nosed things..." Tang Ze could clearly hear Nanjo Shiguo, who was standing not far away, let out an impatient flick of tongue, "It will be troublesome to go back now."

"Please don't break into the scene! The scene is still under lockdown!" The police officers blocking the door resisted the pressure of the flow of people, and firmly held the door, "Please step back!"

Gritting his teeth and narrowing his eyes, Conan raised his arms to cover his glasses, and walked out with difficulty under the light as bright as day.

Go check the roster first... Coincidentally, all the guests are still locked up in the venue, this is a good time to compare and screen.

All eyes are focused on the opened door.

Kenzo Masuyama frowned, watching the little boy with glasses squeezed into the crowd of reporters, he didn't feel anything wrong, closed his eyes restlessly for a few seconds, and turned his head back.

Tang Ze watched Conan's back as he advanced without hesitation, thought for a while, and couldn't help but glance at Belmode who was standing on the sidelines.

Belmode was also looking in the direction of the door. The assistant beside her was constantly talking to her, but she had no intention of answering.

She just stared blankly at Conan's shadow cast by the light stretched on the marble floor, and then disappeared as he disappeared into the crowd, slowly smiling.

Is this recognized?
Should it be said that she is too sharp... or should it be called the eyesight of a mother fan?

Forget it, it's not a big problem to recognize it. In order to protect Conan, she can bear Miyano Shiho, even if she finds out her identity, there is no danger.

As long as Hui Yuan Ai didn't get involved this time, it would be fine.

It is impossible for Qin Jiu to see Hui Yuan Ai, Hui Yuan Ai is still a child now.

With Gin Jiu's weird face-blindness, even if he bumped into him head-on on the street, he wouldn't take a second look at this kid whose legs were not as long as his.

As long as Hui Yuan Ai didn't really come over, then maybe...

As soon as he breathed a sigh of relief, Tang Ze glanced at the eyes of the crowd when he looked back, and caught a little maroon shadow again.

Ok?
　good news, no yang

　　bad news, 40 degrees 5
　　
　
(End of this chapter)