Chapter 122 Yes, is there any problem if there is more than one member of the Phantom Thieves of the Heart?
“Ding dong——”
After ringing the doorbell on tiptoe, Conan just stood firm when he saw the white-haired boy walking out of the side garden, carrying a water bottle in his hand. Flower watering can.
"I guessed you were coming over." Opening the courtyard door, Tang Ze put the kettle on the railing beside the door and let Conan in, who was probing his head. "You want to ask me what happened to Hirota Masami?" What's going on? "
This high-end residential area of Rice Flower 2-chome covers a considerable area. Just look at the Kudo family and Dr. Agasa's family to see it.
After Tangze bought this single-family house, he did not carry out any major construction work and maintained the original layout.
On the first floor alone there is a gym, tea room, audio-visual room, etc. The area is quite considerable. As long as you greet him in advance, it will be quite difficult for Conan to meet Hoshikawa Fai.
"Yes, after I told you yesterday, I seemed to see you following her... Is there anything wrong with Ms. Masami Hirota? Is there something special about her?" I was too embarrassed to call directly, and I sent an email but nothing happened. After getting a reply, Conan had been holding it back all day. At this moment, people were blocked, and questions came out one after another, "You asked me to pay attention to her, but I may not be able to help with finding relatives. I'm still Uncle Maoli." I'm better at..."
Tangze took Conan all the way into the side room on the first floor: "I happened to be doing some related research, and I realized it when I saw the follow-up email you sent. ”
This is the entertainment room decorated by the previous owner, and it was transformed into a place similar to a command center by Karasawa.
Standing in front of the room he had been preparing for a long time, Tang Ze smiled and opened the door.
Following his movements, Conan couldn't help but widen his eyes and almost exclaimed "Wow".
This room is so decorated that it looks like a scene from a criminal investigation film and television work.
Three large whiteboards are hung on the front wall. The whiteboard in the middle depicts a map of Tokyo, with thumbtacks connected by red lines. Newspaper clippings, photos and other materials are marked with different locations and connections. Above... The physical evidence is intuitively connected in series, as if a huge network is being woven with Tokyo as the center, and every movement on the spider thread will be captured one by one by these red threads.
Clearly organized, there are sparks of thinking everywhere. Standing here, it seems that the brain is running faster.
Not a detective! Can you refuse such a combat center!
“That’s amazing!” Conan’s eyes flashed, “Are you investigating the organization’s affairs?”
As he spoke, Conan couldn’t help but curl his fingers. I really want to take a photo with my phone and send it to my dad to show off.
But considering that this is joker’s information after all, allowing him to come in and take a look is already a sign of trust in him, so taking pictures is a bit over the top. He managed to control his itchy hands and could only sigh with regret. Give up in tone.
This is so handsome, so detective, a phantom thief’s intelligence room, why is it such a detective!
After observing his envious reaction for a while, Tang Ze nodded with satisfaction, then grabbed a laser pointer and pointed at one of the photos: "Investigating the organization is one thing. I have been collecting intelligence on various criminal incidents... Look at this photo. This person is the 'Kenzo Hirota' that Masami Hirota is looking for, right?"
The arrangement here is not entirely meant to scare people - of course, There is no denying that Karasawa had intentional factors in this scene.
In the past, he often did investigations, asking whether there were small cases that needed to be handled in the Impression Space, recalling the plot information that he could recall, on-site inspection of the structural details of the organization, etc... Whether it was from the real world From the perspective of understanding the world, so much information he has obtained needs to be sorted and archived.
When you are alone, a piece of paper and a pen can solve the problem, but now that Tangze also has teammates, the need to share information naturally arises.
It was also at this time that Tang Ze came up with the idea of making the detective next door cry. He almost started planning and organizing it carefully, almost like making a handbook.
This war room was born. Conan's eyes followed the red dots made by the laser pointer and landed on the photo pointed by Karasawa.
"Yes, that's this person."
"Then this case is related to the organization, little detective." Conan was slightly surprised by joker's assertion.
He turned around and saw Joker pulling out a photo of Masami Hirota from the table and pinning it next to Kenzo Hirota’s photo. It was not difficult to tell that it was a photo captured behind her. The profile of her face may have been taken yesterday when Joker was following her.
"Kenzo Hirota is not his real name. I don't know what his real name is yet." Following the red line, Karasawa's laser pointer landed on a newspaper on the other side. It was a case of a drunken taxi driver causing death. Report on the serious injury case, "I discovered him while investigating a small gang. He used to be a taxi driver. Because of drunk driving, his operating qualification was revoked. After that, he became addicted to gambling and became a debt slave of the gang. However, Recently, he suddenly started using the pseudonym 'Kenzo Hirota' and had frequent contacts with this gangster. He visited the racetrack and seemed to have become richer. Originally, the content I collected should have ended here, but I found..."
The red dot produced by the laser pointer quickly slid across the whiteboard with the movements of his fingers, and the image of a strange strong man with tattoos on his arms was highlighted. It was very blurry, but you could vaguely see the image of him standing there. The person opposite was wearing a black windbreaker, with long silver hair flowing behind the clothes.
"This gangster has an intersection with the organization for some reasons."
"Gin..." Conan's eyes suddenly became sharp.
Pressing the switch of the laser pointer, the red dot on the group photo disappeared. Karasawa pulled an office chair and sat down. The whiteboard marker in his hand wrote Masami Hirota's name in the blank space.
After describing the possible ways to deduce the case and the organization from a positive perspective, Tangze finally got to the point. He drew a horizontal line under the name.
"This is also a pseudonym, don't ask me how I know it." Putting on the cap of the whiteboard pen, Tang Ze first eliminated the possibility of Conan's classmates getting to the bottom of it, "Since she is related to Hirota Kenzo, this case It won’t be that simple. Find Kenzo Hirota as soon as possible, even if it’s for Miss Masami Hirota, getting involved with the organization will not end well.”
Putting aside the spoiler part, The real ability of joker is to identify pseudonyms. The principle is very simple, just write it into the navigation APP.
You can’t change your mind if you don’t know the name. It’s just like if you wrote a name on someone’s note and he is still alive and well a minute later, then you can conclude that it is a pseudonym. It is easy to judge. rough.
Conan looked at the name with some reluctance, looking at this cool war room with burning eyes.
The whiteboard is filled with clues and painted with various characters. The table is filled with various collected materials. There are two or three office chairs. It seems that people involved in the case can be seen standing or standing in the room, arguing fiercely. Or mutual recognition and inspiration, the air is exuding the smell of collision of wisdom.
This is what he ideally wants a detective office to look like, an office like Uncle Mori's with beer bottles rolling all over the floor...
Huh? Wait a moment.
"Oh, so..." Conan reacted belatedly and looked at joker who was sitting on the office chair and starting to spin his pen. "This room... is for you to discuss and exchange with others. It’s for information. It’s not just you. Do you have other, uh, members?”
The multiple desks, chairs, and pens, and the piles of documents prove that there is more than just joker in this war room. One person is using it.
Yes, his notice letters are always signed "The Phantom Thieves of the Heart", and the words are also plural pronouns such as "we" and "we wait"...
"Yeah, what's wrong, the Phantom Thieves of the Heart" Is there any problem with there being more than one member in the group?" There was only one member in the group, and the leader of the Phantom Thieves, who was basically the one who took the bait, puffed up his chest proudly and declared proudly, "I said it all, We are the Phantom Thieves of the Heart!"
The only member who took the bait and was standing upstairs eavesdropping: "..."
(End of this chapter)