Daily Spy Life in the Detective Conan World

Chapter 113 Who exactly is Kuroba Touichi?
The treasure exhibition at the Green Terrace Exhibition Center was packed with people at night.

Outside the door, reporters and fans completely blocked the entrance.

"Kidd, an eight-year fan, I want to see his face!"

"You've only been a fan for eight years, but I've been one for twenty! I'm willing to pay a fortune for the Kid announcement card!"

"How many years you've been a fan doesn't matter at all, what matters is your affection for your brother!" a girl with brown hair shouted.

The chaotic scene overwhelmed the officers on the perimeter; it was truly insane.

At that moment, searchlights shone from the rooftops of other buildings, and the next moment, the surrounding police officers received the cordon order, and the entire exhibition center went on high alert.

Two hundred police officers were gathered in the exhibition hall.

Nakamori Ginzo's eyes held a hint of suspicion as he sternly surveyed the two hundred subordinates present.

What Xia Chuan just said does make some sense.

Yes, a magician's specialty is unlocking locks.

The transceiver you prepared might be turned on by the other party.

Now, has that Phantom Thief Kid already infiltrated them?

After a moment's thought, Nakamori Ginzo made his decision!

Check carefully!

Kidd absolutely cannot be allowed to infiltrate the police force, otherwise tonight's preparations will be in vain.

"Gentlemen, I now suspect that Kidd has infiltrated our ranks. Although it is only a suspicion, all suspicions must be nipped in the bud."

So, everyone, please pull each other's faces a little harder. If it were Phantom Thief Kid, his disguise would be ripped off!

These words caused a slight commotion at the scene, and even the police officers were quite surprised to hear them.

Having been a police officer for so long, this is the first time I've received such an order.

Some veteran police officers, who had worked for over a decade, showed expressions of "I see" or "that's how it is."

These police officers, like Ginzo Nakamori, had been pursuing Kaito Kid ever since he disappeared.

"Oops!"

Kaito Kuroba broke out in a cold sweat.

The mission got off to a bad start. Officer Nakamori is so clever. He remembers that Aoko's father doesn't have this kind of intelligence. He actually knows how to pull a punch!

Even though his disguise skills were astonishing, the ability to pull off his face was still a fatal flaw. After all, a disguise mask is not a real face, and it would be exposed if pulled off easily.

Is that the guy?

The young blond man whispered something in Inspector Nakamori's ear, and then Inspector Nakamori made that decision.

Who is this guy?
A detective?
Kaito Kuroba's mind flashed through the faces of all the famous detectives in Japan, but he couldn't figure out which one it was.

Blonde hair, could she be a foreigner?

Because the news of Natsukawa accepting the jewel from the Hiramoto Foundation had not yet spread, Kaito Kuroba was completely unaware that the jewel had now changed owners.

Among the police officers, there were others who shared the same thoughts as Kaito Kuroba.

Terai Kinosuke's mouth also twitched.

Eight years ago, when he was assisting the old man, Inspector Nakamori was not like this.

Eight years have passed, Officer Nakamori, you've changed!

All the officers stood in pairs, each with an expression of hesitation and excitement.

I'm so excited! Is the colleague across from me really Kaito Kid?

There's an excitement about the magic trick being revealed at this moment.

It has to be Inspector Nakamori; he actually came up with this idea. No wonder he's an elite inspector who can always snatch the gems back from Kid!
"Everyone, please raise your right hand!"

Nakamori Ginzo's eyes gleamed with a wolfish light: "Raise your arm, so it faces your colleague across the room!!"

"Then, let's tear off Kidd's mask of hypocrisy, brothers!"

Nakamori Ginza waved his hand excitedly, feeling just like he was opening a blind box.

Excitement, trepidation, hesitation, curiosity.
At this point, someone in the audience couldn't hold back any longer.

Just as all the police officers were about to take action, the ceiling of the exhibition hall exploded one by one like firecrackers.

The exhaust pipe made a hissing sound for no reason, and white mist spewed out from it.

The lights went out simultaneously, and several smoke grenades, which had been thrown onto the ground, were now emitting smoke.

Soon, the entire hall was shrouded in white mist.

Fortunately, the entire exhibition center has emergency lighting equipment.

The lights dimmed for a second, and then all the emergency lights came on!
However, the brightness is not high.

"Officer Nakamori, you said you checked the ventilation ducts, so why is there fog seeping in again?" Natsukawa's lips twitched, and he couldn't help but complain, "Are you even taking my gem seriously? I might as well hire Uncle Mori as my bodyguard!"

Kogoro Mouri's name seemed to have touched a nerve with Ginzo Nakamori. Ignoring Natsukawa, he waved his hand and roared, "Start the exhaust system now and suck all this white smoke out!"

No one answered him. White mist filled the entire hall, and one by one, the police officers collapsed to the ground like limp shrimp.

"Oh no, the white mist contains hypnotic gas."

Before Nakamori Ginzo could finish speaking, his head began to feel dizzy.

In his final moments, he turned back to look at the owner of the gem, wanting to protect him from harm.

As a result, when he turned his head, he saw a man wearing a gas mask.

Judging from his clothes, this person is indeed Xia Chuan.

But where did we get the gas masks?
Natsukawa calmly watched as Inspector Nakamori collapsed to the ground. Thankfully, he hadn't trusted Inspector Nakamori too much; bringing a gas mask was the right choice.

But things have taken a bit beyond expectations!
Xia Chuan looked up and saw three people in police uniforms still standing in the exhibition hall, not having fallen.

They were also wearing gas masks.

"Strange, there should be at most two, how come there are three?"

Xia Chuan didn't understand, but anyone wearing a gas mask at this time must have a problem.

At this point, there's no need to be polite.

A dark pistol appeared in his hand; he slid the safety on with his thumb, and the pistol was ready to fire.

"Obey your masks, put your hands behind your back, kneel down and prostrate yourselves, or I'll send you to meet God!"

The fog continued to pour into the exhibition hall, with the four people standing on one side and the police officers sleeping on the ground.

None of the three of them expected that Xia Chuan would not fall.

The exhaust pipes, ceiling light bulbs, and smoke bombs were all designed by the three individuals.

All three of them had added hypnotic gas to the smoke, so wearing gas masks was perfectly reasonable.

What's up with this guy? Why is he wearing a gas mask?
However, that was clearly not the focus at the moment. Rather than why Xia Chuan was still standing, they were more concerned about the identities of the other two people besides themselves.

There can only be one Phantom Thief Kid.

"Is it a trap?"

One of the officers, wearing a gas mask, took a step back and tugged at his uniform.

The white cape is an absurd sight; it's hard to imagine that this white suit was previously tucked inside a police uniform.

Wearing a white tuxedo, a sharp suit, and a top hat, Kidd's height was forcibly stretched to 1.9 meters.

The gas mask didn't fall off; it remained on my face.

Natsukawa couldn't tell from his appearance whether the guy was Kuroba Kaito or Terai Kinosuke.

"Who are you? Why are you impersonating Kaito Kid?"

Kaito pulled on his police uniform and changed into a white suit exactly like the former, wearing the same gas mask.

A few seconds of silence fell over the scene.

Xia Chuan turned the gun around and aimed it at the last person who hadn't yet changed his clothes.

Who is this guy?
"Hurry up and change, everyone's waiting." Xia Chuan shouted, firing a shot at the other person's feet to prove the pistol's authenticity.

This is not a child's toy gun or a smoker's lighter.

The last man in police uniform, who was pretending to be a police officer, was startled and took a step back. His head was drooping, so his expression behind the gas mask could not be seen.

The two Phantom Thieves, now fully disguised, also looked at the last person, their expressions beneath the masks filled with curiosity.

Terai Kinosuke raised the playing card gun, said nothing, and aimed it at the police officer who had not yet disguised himself.

Today was so unexpected. It was only my first time imitating the master's crime, and two guys who looked like the master suddenly appeared.

One of them has already completed the disguise, so what about the person who hasn't disguised themselves yet?

Is it the master, or the person who caused the master's magic trick to fail and die eight years ago?

Kaito crossed his arms, and behind his gas mask was a cold, expressionless poker face.

Even though his face was completely covered at this moment, he kept his father's last words in mind.

A magician must always keep a poker face.

The three men's gazes made the police officer feel somewhat awkward. Should he also pull down his police uniform now and reveal his white suit?
But he didn't!

God knows why there are two Phantom Thieves, he can't solve this puzzle.

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When you're stuck, flipping the table is always a safe bet; he's very familiar with this tactic.

"Hmph! Phantom Thief Kid, you really didn't die!"

The man in the police uniform slowly raised his head and roared arrogantly, "How many times have I told you not to covet the gems we want? Just how fearless are you?!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than all the glass in the exhibition hall shattered with a crash.

After the glass shattered, the roar of a helicopter could be heard outside.

One by one, people in black trench coats filed in, the strong wind causing their coats to sway erratically.

Immediately, the men in black trench coats stood in neat rows at each corner, guns at their sides, the clicking of their assault rifles clicking incessantly.

"Let me see who is really Kuroba Toichi!"

The police officer seemed to have everything under control, his hands behind his back as he walked gracefully toward the two Kids.

Xia Chuan was not taken seriously at all. What could a small pistol do? He had more than a dozen henchmen armed with assault rifles, and there were two helicopters at the door.

This is a much larger operation than a winery.

Xia Chuan felt a pang of regret, and at the same time confirmed the police officer's identity.

This guy is probably from the Black Organization—the Zoo.

Kaito took a step back without making a sound.

His eyes scanned the three people.

It's unclear which guy left the card at my house; all three of them seem suspicious.

Moreover, this policeman actually knows his father. Judging from what he said, his father is none other than the Phantom Thief Kid who disappeared eight years ago!

Therefore, my father's death must be related to this person or the organization behind him!
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(End of this chapter)