Phantom Thief of Heart!but conan

Chapter 1115 The Honest and Trustworthy FBI
As soon as Amuro Toru said this, the people who were led in looked at each other, and they were all choked.

Only Tang Ze took some effort to suppress the laughter that was about to burst out.

When they arrested the suspicious foreigners, they also arrested Toru Amuro. This kind of thing is really...

"...Maybe the police officer who helped us had some misunderstandings." Takagi Wataru, who knew Karasawa and Amuro Toru very well, felt a chill on the back of his neck and laughed awkwardly, "Sorry, sorry, it's just that a case happened, so I'm looking for someone to cooperate with the investigation..."

"So, I look like a foreigner?" Amuro Toru's smile widened a little.

"That's not what I meant, uh, it's just..."

"What's the matter? Hattori has been mistaken for a foreigner too." Karasawa, not knowing who he was insulting, made a comment that was hard to say whether it was meant to appease or inflame. "It's understandable that someone with a striking appearance would be easily misunderstood. But what are you investigating? Why are you specifically looking for foreigners?"

Knowing it was an accidental injury, Megure Jusan's expression softened unconsciously as he explained, "Oh, there's been a case related to this question... Currently, the suspect's identity is unknown. The only information we have is that he's a suspicious foreigner."

Tang Ze, who asked knowingly, made a surprised expression: "So, the target is a suspicious guy? Then it seems reasonable to arrest me."

Those who understood what he meant were choked by his humorous remark.

The scene fell into a brief silence, and the dazed suspect who was really caught stopped working.

"...Hey, hey, I don't understand what you mean, but why are you arresting suspicious foreigners? Why me?" The man brought by Takagi pointed at himself and said, "I'm just moving around the hotel normally."

"What's suspicious about them?" Megure Jusan's gaze also shifted to Takagi Wataru.

Takagi Wataru didn't dare to look at Amuro Toru, whose eyebrows jumped twice because of the ambiguous word "又". He cleared his throat and briefly explained Conan's reasoning process.

"Conan-kun is right. I found these two people in the food court on the top floor and in the restroom on this floor..."

"So you told the case again?" Megure Jusan narrowed his eyes.

"Uh, sorry, I'm used to it when I see Conan-kun..."

"What does that matter?" Hearing them mention Conan, several members of the Junior Detective League were dissatisfied. "We did help, didn't we? If it weren't for Conan and our advice, you wouldn't be able to identify the suspect now."

Looking at these naughty kids with impressive achievements, Megure Jusan pursed his lips, not knowing how to refute them. He turned his head and looked at Takagi Wataru, confirming: "...And then, are they the only ones?"

"There's another one here!" Chiba Kazunobu, who was dragging people inside, shouted, "Sweating profusely as he runs down the stairwell, that's also suspicious!"

Everyone's eyes turned towards the door again.

The person being dragged was obviously not very willing to petition. He was struggling and muttering something in a low voice.

"I told you guys you guys are really mistaken..."

"Come in quickly."

"No, I'm just exercising normally. What's so suspicious about that..."

"Come in first, it's not up to you to decide whether you're suspicious or not!"

Hearing this somewhat familiar voice, Conan raised his eyebrows and looked at the door subtly.

Sure enough, the next second, Kamal, who was wearing sportswear, was pulled in with an embarrassed and terrified expression.

"Uh..." Conan looked at Kamal with a stiff expression.

"Uh..." Kamal looked at Conan with a stiff expression.

It was not until Conan's expression turned into one that was difficult to describe but he managed to remain silent that Camille raised his eyes and quickly glanced in the direction of Tang Ze and Amuro Toru.

He secretly groaned in his heart and couldn't help but blame Tang Ze.

When he asked Tang Ze where he was today, Tang Ze didn't tell him that he was acting with Amuro Toru!
Damn it, he clearly couldn't accept the conclusion that Akai Shuichi was dead. He wanted to find Tang Ze and ask him if there was any hope, or if some unpredictable changes had occurred...

Facing the death gaze of Toru Amuro, although he had never confronted him head-on, Kamal, who had been chased by Toru Amuro in a car and a helicopter, could only stiffen his neck and accept the suspicious gazes of several detectives.

Receiving Haibara Ai's confused gaze, Conan raised his head and slapped his forehead.

Why did Kamal come to this hotel? And why was he wearing sportswear and running around in the stairs, which completely fits the description of a suspect?

"Well, now that things have come to this, let's sort out the facts of the case first... But speaking of which, none of you have any objections to the scene?"

Before starting the formal questioning, Megure Juzo looked at everyone present with a strange look.

Because the incident happened suddenly and the person who discovered it called the police in time, even now that the investigation team is fully prepared, only twenty minutes have passed since the estimated time of the crime.

During this period, there was no time to simply record and collect evidence at the scene. The victim, with multiple bullet holes in his body, was still slumped in his chair, and the subtle smell of a murder scene was already spreading.

But everyone present, including the suspect whose connection to the case was unknown, seemed very calm.

Conan, let's not talk about it anymore, I'm used to it. The same goes for the group of kids and the old man following him.

Karasawa, well, he is also a child who has lived with the detective in Beika Town for a long time, so it doesn’t seem strange that he is used to it.

After all, Toru Amuro is a man who opened a detective agency. Although he doesn't seem to be a serious professional detective, he should be used to dealing with cases.

Instead, there are several new suspects at the scene...

"Me?" Haru Bakuna, a real black man, pointed at himself blankly. "Uh, okay, I'm actually South African..."

"So that person really was dead?" The skinny Toby Cairns made an exaggerated expression. "No one told me Japan's murder rate was so high? I just came here for a normal meal... But I was still shocked when I walked in."

"I'm American," Kamal finally replied dryly, "from Texas."

The people in the room glanced at Kamal, then looked away silently after a moment.

This, it seems, is also...

“…Alright.” Reluctantly accepting the explanation, Inspector Megure adjusted his hat. “The victim was Renji Sunai, 51, the president of a foreign talent agency whose office was located on the 39th floor of the New Beika Hotel. The murder weapon was a handgun. The victim was sitting in a chair when he was killed, and he had six gunshot wounds all over his body… The forensic department is still confirming the specific caliber and model of the gun.” Inspector Megure glanced at the others who were nodding meaninglessly, then pointed to Irina Palmer, who had almost shrunk into a corner.

"According to the secretary's testimony, around 10:25 a.m., she was sorting documents in a room two floors downstairs that the company rented as an archive. The deceased called her and asked her to look for something. A minute later, she called back, but no one answered. Then you came up with the documents to investigate, is that correct, Ms. Elena?"

"Yes, yes, as soon as I walked in, I saw..." Elena gestured towards the desk, "I called the police immediately. But they came so quickly, I was shocked..."

"I was investigating the previous car accident nearby, uh, I mean, investigating some other cases. I happened to receive the radio call and rushed here as soon as possible. It was less than 10:30 at that time." Takagi Shigeru, who almost leaked the information again, quickly changed his statement.

Kamil glanced subtly at the back of Takagi Wataru's head, then furtively looked at Tang Ze's profile again.

So, is this the police officer who was responsible for investigating Mr. Akai's body?

Could it be that Tang Ze had called me over because he had predicted it... That was impossible. How could he predict someone's death so accurately?

"In short, the criminal had no more than five minutes to escape. Plus, there was only one elevator in operation at the time, so the criminal had no way to escape quickly. Therefore, we locked onto a few of their suspects."

Megure Juzo turned his attention to the three suspects standing in a row.

——Karazawa and Amuro Toru were excluded because of their real nationality and are now standing next to Conan.

It’s not that scouts wouldn’t stop them on the road and try to contact them to become overseas artists, but it’s impossible for the so-called artist studio of the deceased, which is a deceptive type, to really reach out to people like them who are fluent in Japanese.

Not to mention Toru Amuro's detective agency, which is almost like putting up a sign for contacting artists and performances. The detectives under him are all top-notch with good traffic and good looks. Do they still need to be interviewed if they want to debut?

"The most suspicious part of the deceased's itinerary today was a meeting to negotiate a deal with a new artist. Since the deceased was involved in overseas artist business, the suspect must be a foreigner, so we've zeroed in on you. Mr. Cairns, who was wandering around the food court, Mr. Bakuna, who was hiding in the bathroom and hadn't come out, and Mr. Kamal, who was running down the stairs for some reason."

“Calling it wandering around is too harsh,” Keynes objected. “I just heard the food here is good and wanted to come and have a meal. I was just thinking about what to eat… Didn’t you guys browse around as you walked through the food street?”

"You speak Japanese very well." Megure Jusan was a little surprised not to hear any accent.

"I'm mixed-race. My dad is American and my mom is Japanese. Thanks to them, I'm a model and have even appeared in fashion magazines." Keynes spread his hands. "No matter how you think about it, I can't be the suspect, right? If I want to do this kind of work, I naturally have my own agency and agent. Why would I use this makeshift team?"

Hearing his subtle narcissistic nature from his words, Megure Jusan was too lazy to continue questioning him and just turned to look at Takagi Wataru.

"Can you tell me the name of the magazine? I'll go check it out."

"Oh, ANNON's March issue. Do you need me to provide you with the issue number?"

"no need……"

"Then Mr. Bakuna, what about you? Why are you hiding in the toilet?" Megure Jusan's gaze moved directly to the next person.

"I, I'm not hiding in the bathroom." Bakuna waved his hands repeatedly. "I'm just worried about the students' problems, so I want to calm down in the bathroom."

"Student? What's your occupation?"

"I'm an English teacher at a nearby cram school." Bakuna nodded.

Hearing him introduce himself like this, Kamal's Adam's apple rolled twice.

He was just thinking about borrowing Judy's background to get away with it, but bringing it up now seemed a bit too repetitive...

"I have a crush on a girl in my class, um, so I wanted to ask her out to eat at the food court today. I'm so nervous and not ready yet, so I wanted to calm down in the bathroom..."

"Is this the reason why you were walking back and forth in the bathroom with a grim face?" Takagi Shigeru's mouth began to twitch.

"Why? When I'm anxious, I like to stay in a small, enclosed space and talk to myself. Is that illegal?" Bakuna looked back in confusion.

"Excuse me, who are the students you teach?"

"High school student."

In other words, he wanted to talk to underage girls.

Several people present rolled their eyes.

"You should calm down more in the bathroom." Megure Jusan commented and looked at the last person.

Perhaps because both Tang Ze and Amuro Toru were present, Camille felt his heart pounding, even more nervous than when he was on a mission. When he saw Megure Jusan's gaze shift towards him, he almost saluted and left.

Although he suppressed this instinctive impulse, he couldn't help but raise his head and straighten his chest.

"I, I'm training here! The stairs in this hotel are very suitable for mountain running!" Kamal couldn't help but tell the truth.

"Come to the hotel specifically for training?" Megure Jusan's eyes became empty.

"The hotel's food court has special juices with unique flavors. After training, I feel more energetic after drinking a glass. I've kept this habit..."

Megure Jusan showed an expression of incomprehension but respect. He was speechless for a few seconds before reluctantly letting go of the topic and asking, "Okay, so what do you do for a living?"

Camel's gaze involuntarily drifted towards Conan, and he saw that both Karasawa and Amuro Toru were smiling, but the smiles seemed to have very different meanings. He couldn't help but shudder and blurted out a sentence.

"I, I'm a driver! A freight driver! Yes, the kind that often requires physical labor!"

Everyone at the scene was silent for a moment.

"...Tsk." Amuro raised the corners of his mouth with a forced smile, and the muscles on his face contracted unfriendlyly.

So, this is the person who helped Shuichi Akai solve the vehicle problem and led the escape when he evacuated.

However, from this perspective, he did not lie and is truly an honest and trustworthy FBI agent.

Tang Ze looked at Kamal for a while, then looked away thoughtfully, but his thoughts were completely different from those of everyone present.

Did you drink juice after training to feel energized? Hmm, could it be that those weird drinks from the shops at Shibuya Station didn't work because I didn't find the right place to refresh my green juice?

(End of this chapter)