Become a Phantom Thief from the Comic World

"But the problem still exists. If Kaito Kidd's ability allows him to drill into the ground without destroying the ground, and he will not die from lack of oxygen and can even dig, then why does he waste so much energy digging? A passage?”

Batman thought to himself.

This is the question that Batman cannot figure out the most and cannot understand at all.

And it is very likely that Batman will never be able to figure it out, unless he can think of Kaitou Kidd's systematic help.

"No matter what, the profile of Kaito Kidd must be reworked."

Batman began to conceive of version 2.0 of "Kidd's Crime Files" in his mind.

"Let's go, Robin."

At this time, Batman suddenly turned around and left, no longer looking at the potholes on the ground.

"You're leaving now? We haven't found any clues yet?"

Robin raised his eyebrows.

"What clues can you find if you stay here?"

Batman asked without looking back.

The exchange of those two chapters was a bit too fussy about details. My consideration at the time was that I didn’t want to insert a large setting supplement in the middle of the plot, so I wrote the setting after the plot was over. This way, it might look a bit superficial. But the good thing is that there is no need to tinker with the settings in the future. I will directly write the plot later and everyone can understand it. This is my most honest idea. Maybe I am wrong. I am too inexperienced in this aspect.

Chapter 166 Are you Kaitou Kidd?

The next day.

The early morning sunlight shines through the window and onto the face of the sleeping person, and a warmth comes from the heart.

Dean slowly opened his eyes and looked sleepily at the clock on the bedside table.

Seven thirty-two.

It was still early, nearly eighteen minutes before the alarm clock went off.

The reason why he didn't set it directly at eight o'clock was because he wanted to take a nap for ten minutes after the alarm clock went off.

This means that Dean was not woken up by the alarm clock.

But he didn't wake up naturally either.

jingle! jingle!

The constant ringing of the doorbell outside wakes Dean from his sleep, forcing him to get up at an awkward time.

Dean is not worried that his identity will be suspected again, causing Batman or GCPD to come to check the room.

Not because he was absolutely confident in his ability to hide his identity, but because if Batman's group came, they would never ring the doorbell.

"Who came to me early in the morning? Is it Dick? Or another female classmate who wants to date me? It can't be Barbara, right?"

After Dean simply put on his clothes, he quickly walked to the door.

To be on the safe side, he looked out through the peephole first.

Then he saw an unexpected person.

I saw a petite girl who was still in the growing stage, about fourteen or fifteen years old, with a heroic look on her eyebrows, standing in front of the door.

Her skin is a healthy and beautiful wheat color, her eyes are lively, her pupils are black, she has beautiful hair, and she has very standard Asian features.

This is... Cassandra Cain?

Dean opened the door and asked strangely: "Hey, what do you want from me? And how did you know my home is here? Did Barbara tell you?"

Cassandra nodded lightly. She indeed found out Dean's address from Barbara.

She made a few gestures to Dean, meaning: "Can you let me come in and sit down? I want to ask you something."

Dean glanced at Cassandra, who could see nothing but purity in her eyes, unlike some people in the world whose eyes were already clouded.

"Small question, come in if you want. After all, you are a guest, right?"

Dean greeted Cassandra through the door with a relaxed expression.

However, the moment Cassandra walked through the door and turned her back to Dean, Dean quickly and without leaving a trace glanced around the outside of the room.

No suspicious objects or people were found, so Dean closed the door with a normal expression.

This does not mean that Dean really doubts Cassandra, but it is based on instinctive caution.

Maybe someone is following Cassandra.

"Milk? Or Coke?"

In the living room, Dean asked Cassandra while opening the refrigerator full of various drinks.

Cassandra, who was sitting on the sofa, shook her head and said that she was not thirsty now.

"Ok."

Dean wasn't sure how to deal with the mouthless girl, so he had to close the refrigerator again.

"So...what do you want to ask me?"

Dean sat on the sofa opposite Cassandra and got straight to the point.

Then, Cassandra took out a newspaper, with a close-up of Kaito Kidd printed on the cover.

She pointed to the Kaitou Kidd in the newspaper, then pointed to Dean, and asked with a few gestures calmly.

"You...are Kaitou Kidd, right?"

Hearing this, Dean's face suddenly froze.

"what?"

Cassandra looked at Dean and instantly read his body language.

Dean was wavering. The question just now caused him to have a big mood swing...

She thought to herself.

This made her more confident in her judgment.

Earlier, when Kidd stole the Bat-Light at Cavaliers Stadium, Cassandra was also there.

A few days ago, the incident at the Cavaliers Stadium was very hot in Gotham. Even Cassandra, who did not care about current affairs, learned about it through TV news in Barbara's hospital room.

For some reason, she came up with the idea of ​​meeting Kaitou Kidd.

At that time, she didn't know what kind of character Kaitou Kidd was. She only knew that he was a thief who didn't know what he looked like.

So, Cassandra went to the Cavaliers Stadium to watch the whole process of Kidd's performance.

I don't know this, I was shocked when I saw it!

Kaito Kidd and Robin appeared at the same time, engaging in a verbal and behavioral confrontation.

As soon as Cassandra saw these two people, her terrifying innate talent of being able to read body language automatically kicked into gear.

This led her to discover a surprising fact.

Whether it's Kaitou Kidd or Batman's assistant Robin, they are all people she has met before!

At least in terms of body language instinct, Kaid Kid is identical to Dean Thaston, and Robin is exactly the same as Dick Grayson.

Although Cassandra couldn't see what the faces of these two people looked like, she had never seen two people with exactly the same body language since she was born.

Even if they are twins, their body language is completely different.

Therefore, Cassandra was sure that Kaitou Kidd was Dean. As long as it was someone she had seen once, there was absolutely no way she would admit it.

Unless that person's physical characteristics are completely different from those of humans on Earth, and he does not have the instinctive body language of humans, or his body language is extremely confusing, making it difficult for Cassandra to decipher the actual meaning.

Obviously, Dean and Dick are both Earthlings, and they do not have the physical characteristics of aliens, nor are they crazy enough to do meaningless dancing all day long...

So as long as Cassandra takes a look at it, it's basically impossible for them to hide it from her eyes with disguise.

The ability to read body language is so powerful, and Cassandra is not the only person in the world who has this ability.

"Hiss - I see, I didn't expect that besides inhuman force, Cassandra has such terrifying abilities."

On the other side, Dean thought in shock.

Just now, he quietly used the Eye of True Sight to read Cassandra's basic information, and he had some understanding of her abilities.

Since the Eye of True Seeing does not belong to human instinctive body movements, Dean is not worried that Cassandra can see this.

"What if I say...I'm not Kaitou Kidd?"

After pondering for a moment, Dean looked at Cassandra and said solemnly, with a very serious expression on his face, as if he really was not Phantom Thief Kidd.

However, just after he finished speaking, Cassandra's eyes widened instantly, with disbelief written all over her face.

"He didn't lie."

By reading Dean's body language, Cassandra could tell that Dean was serious when he said he was not Phantom Thief Kidd and was not lying to her!

But, how is this possible?

(By the way, does anyone think it’s weird that Kaitou Kidd knows fighting skills? But in fact, Kaitou Kidd can do kendo and his level is very high. Please note that this source is not Conan’s dream, but the original work of “Magic Kaito” As for the orthodox side story, there are actually quite a few people who know Kaito’s identity, not counting the sidekicks, both Terai Anko and Hakuba know it)

Chapter 167 The truth is the strongest lie

"Cassandra, although I don't know why you think I am Kaitou Kidd, it may be because I am a magician like him, but..."

Dean continued to speak, his face calm and his tone calm.

"I'm really not Kaitou Kidd."

Dean said this from the bottom of his heart, with sincerity in his eyes.

He had no fear that Cassandra would tell him he was lying because he was telling the truth.

Dean was never the real Phantom Thief Kidd from beginning to end, he was just playing the part of Phantom Thief Kidd.

If it weren't for Kaito Kidd's image and style that are so eye-catching and topical, maybe Dean would have adopted another identity in the first place.

For example, a certain monkey-faced thief.

Through the Eye of True Seeing, Dean learned basic information about Cassandra.

Although nothing is known about her past history or personality preferences, Cassandra's abilities are clearly visible.

The Eye of True Sight spoke highly of Cassandra, saying that she has unparalleled martial arts talent, has the potential to become the strongest fighter in the world, and also has the extremely terrifying instinct of being able to read human body language. talent.

Simply looking at it this way, the ability to read body language doesn't seem that abnormal, and it doesn't seem to be much different from reading micro-expressions.

But in fact, there is a huge difference between the two. Micro-expressions can use powerful facial control capabilities to prevent the other party from reading useful information or even deliberately make expressions to mislead others.

So according to this idea, wouldn't it be possible to mislead Cassandra by just doing some strange actions?

However, the body language Cassandra read was not just simple movements of the limbs. The body language she saw was a very abstract concept. To be precise, it should be called human body language, any natural reaction of the human body based on instinct. can provide her with information.

The walking pace, the swing of the arms, the contraction of the muscles, the beating of the heart, the relaxation of the pores, the circulation of blood, and even the slight trembling of the hairs. Cassandra can read the information from it and even predict the opponent. Next steps.

It's simply a superposition of mind reading and combat foresight!

Maybe one or two temporary meaningless movements can confuse Cassandra, but a person cannot stay in that state forever, unless he is a madman.

Therefore, it is inevitable that Cassandra will be able to recognize the true identity of any masked person as long as she sees it once.

But Dean doesn't want to reveal his identity so soon. He's not sure whether Cassandra is an enemy or a friend, and he's not sure if she came to ask him for some purpose.

Considering that Cassandra and Barbara have a closer relationship, the possibility of hostility is greater.

So, Dean quickly used his little brain, how to prevaricate from Cassandra?

The other party can read his body, but he cannot perfectly control his body, which means that he cannot fool Cassandra if he wants to rely on lies.

He can only tell the truth and must tell the truth.

Anyway, Dean is not Kaitou Kidd.

Fortunately, Cassandra is neither Batman nor Robin. The way she discovered Kaid's identity was not based on rigorous logical reasoning and lacked solid evidence.

When Dean made it clear that he was not Kaitou Kidd and that he was not lying, Cassandra was confused for a moment, and her pupils seemed to have experienced an earthquake.

"Hey! Are you okay?"

Dean stretched out his hand, waved it in front of the stunned Cassandra, and asked.