Thief Game: Starting with Obtaining the Kidd Card

boom!

Another shot rang out.

Xia Mei, who was closest to the egg, was so startled that she flinched and the Egg of Memories slipped from her hand and rolled to the ground with a "gurgle".

The bullet still missed, but the shockwave it created startled Xiaolan, leaving her standing there dumbfounded, unsure of what to do.

"Xiao Lan!"

Kogoro Mori shouted anxiously.

Just then, an arm suddenly reached out and pulled Xiaolan away from her original position.

boom--

Another shot missed, the bullet exploding where Xiaolan had just been standing.

The person who fired the shot, seeing that all three shots missed, did not dare to linger. He quickly picked up the Memory Egg that had fallen to the ground and ran back the way he came.

"Damn it!" Conan cursed under his breath as he watched the shadowy figure disappear in the direction it had gone. He didn't care about anything else and hurriedly chased after it.

Having just escaped death, Xiao Lan, still shaken, looked at Chen Feng beside her, feeling the arms wrapped around her, her eyes filled with gratitude:

"Thank you... thank you, Chen."

"You're welcome, Miss Xiaolan."

"you……"

Xiao Lan was stunned for a moment, looking at the person in front of her in disbelief.

The face was the same, but the tone of voice was completely different.

"The Phantom Thief... Kid?"

Xiao Lan tentatively spoke up.

"Kidd? Where's Kidd?"

Where is Kidd?

Before Chen Feng could react, Kogoro Mouri and his companions panicked, looking around frantically for the white figure.

Xia Mei looked thoughtfully at Chen Feng standing next to Xiao Lan and said, "Mr. Chen... no, I should call you Mr. Phantom Thief Kid now, right?"

"what?"

"Is Chen actually Kaito Kid in disguise?"

Sonoko also looked surprised.

Of course, no one noticed that Yukiko was looking at Chen Feng and his companion, who were hugging each other, with a jealous expression on her face, her hands folded in front of her, looking unhappy.

"You bastard! Let Xiaolan go right now!"

Kogoro Mori rushed forward anxiously.

"It seems your father isn't very welcoming of me."

Looking at Xiao Lan in his arms, Chen Feng smiled and spoke.

Xiao Lan blushed, and before she could say anything, the warmth in front of her had already left her.

"But I'm still glad to see you're alright, beautiful Miss Ran."

Chen Feng easily dodged Kogoro Mouri's outstretched hand, adjusted the front of his baseball cap, and smiled as he spoke:

"Everyone, you probably can't get out the way you came. There's a path leading to the outer pavilion at the fork in the road. These children came from that direction, so let them take you away from here."

"Lord Kidd..."

Looking at the figure in front of her, Sonoko's eyes started to sparkle.

Genta and the others also looked excited: "The phantom thief from the news! We've seen him in person!"

"Kidd!"

Xiao Lan suddenly spoke, causing Chen Feng to pause in his tracks.

"Thank you," Xiaolan said earnestly.

"You're welcome, Miss."

Chen Feng glanced sideways and smiled slightly, then quickly entered the dark passage and disappeared in a few seconds.

"So now... what do we do?"

The old butler, Sawabe Kuranosuke, tentatively began to speak.

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone looked at the children behind him, the meaning of which was self-evident.

Outside at this moment.

A tall figure had already poured gasoline all over the castle and lit it with a lighter, attempting to ignite the gasoline on the ground several times, but all attempts failed.

"Damn it! What's going on?!"

Pu Siqing angrily threw the lighter on the ground, and it was then that she noticed something different on the ground.

He slowly stretched out his finger, dipped it in the ground, and then put it in his mouth.

The next second, his expression changed drastically.

"juice?!!!"

Pu Siqinglan looked furious. It was obvious that someone had discovered the gasoline she had hidden here and secretly replaced it with juice of a similar color!

"A lady who was originally from the Arctic Bear Country, but disguised herself as a Chinese to sneak in..."

A male voice came from afar, echoing in the empty castle, making it impossible for Pu Siqinglan to discern the direction of the sound for a moment.

"who?!!"

Pu Siqinglan leaned against the wall, looking around warily.

The sound continued:

"I didn't notice at first that the name Pu Siqinglan (プース・チンラン) is a descendant of the sorcerer monk Rasputin from the Arctic Bear Kingdom. With just a few changes in the positions of the characters, it can be transformed into Rasputin (ラスプーチン)!"

"Hanchuan?"

Upon hearing this voice, Pu Siqinglan was momentarily stunned.

The voice was clearly that of Han Chuanlong, whom he had already killed.

But he had already been killed by me, so how could he possibly be here?

……

Chapter 357 A Small Matter?

"You are obsessed with the relics of the Romanov dynasty, and in order to commemorate your murdered ancestors, you always kill by attacking their right eye!"

The voice of "Han Chuanlong" came from somewhere and echoed in the empty hall.

"Han Chuan...didn't I already kill you?"

Pu Siqinglan held the gun in one hand, vigilantly observing her surroundings.

A figure swept past her from behind. Pu Siqinglan turned around instantly and fired two shots behind her, but unfortunately, she didn't hit anyone.

Conan, hiding behind a stone pillar, held a voice-changing ribbon in front of him:

“You believe that your ancestor Rasputin was the emperor’s best friend and the most capable successor to the empire at the time, and should not have ended up like that. So you use your own methods to take back what your ancestor lost!”

"Mr. Qian's voice?"

Pu Siqinglan murmured.

Footsteps sounded again. Without hesitation, Pu Siqinglan turned her gun and fired three shots in that direction. As soon as her gunshots rang out, the footsteps stopped instantly.

click -

A chair was thrown out, and Pu Siqinglan instinctively fired a shot.

Three bullets struck the solid wood chair, sending wood chips flying everywhere. Before the chair even hit the ground, the immense impact of the bullets sent it flying a meter away.

"Eight bullets..."

Conan counted in his mind.

Seeing that all eight bullets in Pu Si Qinglan's magazine were used up, Conan immediately stepped outside.

Just then, a sound of footsteps suddenly rang out from behind Conan.

Hearing the noise, Conan quickly turned around, but before he could see the person behind him clearly, he felt a heavy blow to his neck.

"you……"

Conan tried hard to turn around and look at the face of the person behind him.

In a blur, he seemed to see a figure dressed in black, wearing a mask on his face—the Ace of Spades from a deck of cards!

Conan wanted to say something, but his eyelids grew heavier and heavier, and in less than three seconds they closed tightly. His head lolled to the side, and he fell silent.

Upon seeing the person emerge from behind the wall, Pu Siqinglan's expression immediately turned serious.

"really!"

She couldn't help but recall the figures on the ship's deck that night. Although the letters on the face of the person in front of her were different from those of the others that day, the style was exactly the same, making it hard not to connect them.

Before Pu Siqinglan could make any move, footsteps sounded from all directions at the same time.

Pu Siqinglan quickly turned her head and saw the four members of Team Q, whom she had seen on the cruise ship deck earlier, as well as a black-clad man wearing the "Ace of Clubs" on his head, appear from behind the wall and surround her from five different directions.

"It's nice to meet you again, Miss Pu Siqinglan."

A sound came from the ceiling.

Pu Siqinglan quickly looked up and saw a man in black wearing a "Great Demon" mask sitting casually on a protrusion in the castle ceiling, one foot on a stone pillar and the other hanging down, looking down at her.

"It's you!"

Pu Siqinglan's expression became somewhat complicated and increasingly solemn.

She had already been subdued by this pretentious guy once before, when she was knocked unconscious. She thought she was doomed this time, but she never expected to wake up in her own room the next morning.