Phantom Thief of Heart!but conan

Chapter 255 Conan: Why Are You More Reckless Than Me?
"Your wise man, why are you here!"

"Ah, Officer Takagi." Akechi, who was looking down at his watch, was stunned for a moment, watching the panting Takagi Tsutomu stop in front of him, "Are you looking for me? What's the result of the inquiry?"

"Uh, that..." Takagi grinned awkwardly, pressed his head, and said with difficulty, "Kudo-kun called and provided us with a list of suspects..."

Goro Akechi straightened his shirt cuffs calmly, and said unhurriedly, "Oh, I see. I'm on that list too, right?"

"Uh, hahaha..." Takagi Tsutomu felt even more embarrassed when he said it out, and could only rub the short hair on the back of his head vigorously, "Kudou-kun, it seems that he just wanted to rule out all possibilities as comprehensively as possible. "

"The basis of my reasoning is that someone used a pistol, arrow or other provocative weapons to destroy the iron chain hanging the crystal lamp." Without relieving Takagi's embarrassment, Akechi Goro propped his chin, thinking to himself Said, "It seems that Kudo got some extra clues. I seem to have seen him today, is he here too?"

"That's not true..." Takagi replied bluntly.

"That's interesting." Akechi Goro raised one eyebrow, "Sure enough, as an outsider, it's still difficult for me to compete with this native genius."

Takagi choked for a moment, feeling a little red on his face, but couldn't find any words to refute.

Akechi Goro's statement is generally consistent with the real situation.

He has not been active in Tokyo for a long time. Compared with Kudo Shinichi, who is closer to public welfare and solves cases purely out of interest, Akechi Goro, who is engaged in private detective work, seems to be more utilitarian after all, and he is also far from making a living by this. Not as close and familiar with the police as a detective like Mori Kogoro...

In general, among the opinions provided by the two people, the search section is still more inclined to adopt Kudo Shinichi's opinion first.

...However, although he was describing the truth, Takagi Tsubasa always felt that today's wise speaking style was much harsher than before.

Akechi Goro, no matter what kind of social occasion, is like a fish in water.

Therefore, when he wanted to make people unable to get off the stage, his ability to hold a gun and carry a stick was also first-class. Gao Mushe had seen it several times when he satirized certain prisoners or characters he didn't like.

How should I put it, Gao EQ's answer is that if he always talks to people with this attitude, then it is indeed necessary to learn good marksmanship as a self-defense technique.

Now wise, I don't know if it was the reason for my bad mood after witnessing the murder. Even the smile that seemed to stay on my face forever disappeared, and I looked a little like strangers should not enter.

"Actually, Kudo-kun's main need is to ask us to confirm the condition of the handkerchiefs on everyone." Pretending not to hear his sarcasm, Takagi forcibly changed the subject, "Sense-kun, the handkerchief you got is also purple, right? ?”

"Yes." Akechi Goro slowly stretched his hand into his bosom, groped for a moment, and pulled out a piece of neatly folded fabric, "Is this it?"

"Sorry, please confirm it for me." Takagi said, took his handkerchief, unfolded and confirmed the embroidery on the upper left corner.

Akechi Goro let him take away the handkerchief, put it in his pocket indifferently, and waited for his next move.

It was impossible to doubt the wisdom of Takagi Tsubasa heaved a sigh of relief: "This is indeed a handkerchief distributed at the venue. Well, please come with me here and make a simple inquiry transcript."

Without expressing any objection, Akechi Goro followed him up the stairs, and saw several other detained suspects in front of the door temporarily requisitioned by the police as an inquiry room.

Chris Wynyard, with fluffy blond hair tied in a bundle, was leaning against the window, watching the gradually sinking sky outside the window, hearing footsteps, turned his gaze, and the plain-faced wise Goro met his gaze.

"Hey, we've all been questioned, why can't we be released, and we're not even allowed to make phone calls?" Mika Nanjo pushed her glasses and said irritably, "What's going on?"

"Sorry ma'am, we still have some situations to analyze..." Gao Mushe accompanied her with a smile, and raised her hand to press her down to stop her further attack.

"The next one, Mr. Kenzo Masuyama..." The door of the guest room was pushed open, Megure Police Department finished the conversation with the previous suspect, came out to greet, and saw the new Akechi Goro at a glance, "Ah, Akechi Brother, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, Kudo gave some new clues... The ranges you two delineated overlap to some extent, this is called, heroes see the same thing!”

Goro Akechi smiled, accepted the slightly apologetic slap from the Megure police department, and watched Kenzo Masuyama walk tremblingly through the suspects with different expressions, walked past Chris Wynyard, and then passed him Beside him, he walked into the open door behind Mu Mu Shisan.

"I'll talk here first, and when it's over, I'll ask for your opinion, and we should be able to pinpoint the real culprit." With a simple smile, the Mumu Police Department made two gestures to Gao Mushe, and followed the door inside.

The door closed again with a "bang", and Zhizhi retracted his gaze from the door.

Chris also looked away, and the two looked at each other again, obviously aware of each other's small movements, no longer communicated, but turned their gazes downstairs at the same time.

At the back entrance of the hotel, beside the side entrance that was not surrounded by reporters, a black Porsche stopped.

"It's gin and vodka." Conan, who slipped to the side of the parking lot and waited for the doctor to pick him up, saw two extremely familiar figures and got out of the car, one left and one right, his face full of anxiety.

The call he heard in the crowd before was definitely not a hallucination...

There are only a few people who know his identity and are likely to be present, and those insiders such as Tang Ze and joker all have a certain force value, and they are easy to be discovered when they are attacked and hijacked in the crowd. The one who disappeared was undoubtedly Hui Yuanai.

He talked with the doctor on the phone, and Hui Yuanai left a hasty note and left his house. Now he can't be contacted at all, and there is no news.

In desperation, he can only place his hope on the elusive joker.

Hopefully he's not too far from the venue.

Pisco must be among the people holding the purple handkerchief. Due to his request, the police have detained all of these people. No one has helped or transferred them. Huiyuan may be safe for the time being.

But no one can guarantee that it will not be other code members who take her away.

The appearance of gin and vodka made the situation even more precarious...

Should I go back to the hotel?

After hiding and watching the two men in black press their phones for a while, they walked towards the side door of the hotel, Conan gritted his teeth.

Can't wait any longer...

He was about to pull up his legs to follow, when a timely reply finally came from his mobile phone.

[I found her.She is safe now. 】

Conan's eyes lit up, but thinking of Gin and Jiu who walked in the door, he hurriedly sent an email.

【Are you still in the hotel?Hurry up and find a way to leave or find a place to hide, Gin entered through the side door. 】

The response this time was very quick.

[She has already been sent out by me, don't worry. 】

【how about you? 】

[Don't worry about it so much, leave quickly, it's getting dark, children should go home early. 】

Didn't he say that members of the organization might find him, so he can't show up easily?

What do you mean when you say this, you want to have a confrontation with Qin Jiu?
Doesn't this guy always like to mock him for acting impulsively and recklessly without thinking about the consequences? Why is he even more reckless than himself when things come to an end?

Conan stared at this line of words, vaguely guessing the overtones of the joker, and quickly picked up the phone and dialed it directly.

The only thing that came from the earpiece was the notification that the other party had turned off the phone.

　My throat hurts———

　　Damn, Eryang, but I have to go to work, because I don’t have a fever and the symptoms are not obvious
　　woo woo woo woo
　　By the way, a friendly reminder, there are 2 more days left for fan activities

　　
　
(End of this chapter)