Phantom Thief of Heart!but conan

Chapter 1245 Red Team United Front
As several people waited anxiously, the control panel slowly turned from red to green, and the locked LCD screen finally displayed a number, carrying Tang Ze, who had fallen in the elevator, up.

"Tang Ze!"

As the elevator door opened, Tang Ze, who was leaning against the door, fell out. Everyone crowded at the door rushed up almost at the same time and caught him, who seemed to have temporarily lost his strength.

"I'm fine..." Tang Ze, who was caught by several hands, gasped and looked at the light strip above his head. His voice was a little weak, "Just, a little tired..."

Tang Ze put the fragments in his hand into the prop bar, and the scene just now was still replaying in his eyes.

The high ceiling was shattered, as if a huge hole was torn in the night sky, and a huge amount of sea water poured down, completely submerging the darkness and the place with no visible boundaries.

The intensive, breathless attacks and countless ghostly clones were like tiny ants under the mighty power of nature and were devoured in an instant.

Before being washed away by the sea water, Cognitive Gin, whose armor was damaged in several places, just stared at Tangze who was quickly fleeing towards the exit from afar. He stood there upright, and his eyes seemed to say that the contest between them was far from over.

Then, as if responding to the ending of Theseus, he was buried in the sea along with the battlefield carrying glory and sin.

"How can you say you're okay?" Sato Miwako raised her hand and tentatively touched the torn wound on Tang Ze's arm, staring at him.

It seems that their prediction about the man was correct. The sharp weapons he carried were definitely not just the one he threw out. Blood stains from scratches by sharp weapons could be seen on Tang Ze's face, arms, and even his torso covered by clothes.

Fortunately, none of the injuries were deep; they were most likely superficial wounds sustained during the fight. However, touching his damp clothes and sensing his alarmingly low body temperature, coupled with his wet and bloody appearance, made it hard not to worry.

"You reckless boy, this isn't some minor fight." Maori Kogoro wiped Karasawa's face, which was stained with either seawater or sweat, and frowned. "Where's that guy? Did he run away?"

"Yes." Tang Ze, who had indeed been doing some intense exercise for a while, stood up with their help and explained, "I wanted to keep him, but I didn't expect him to be so agile. As soon as I heard the elevator start, he went out from the other exit, and I didn't have time to catch up..."

This actually happened about ten minutes ago. By now, Binga has probably dived into the sea and is waiting to die.

Tang Ze was well aware that without the Phantom Thieves' ruthless killing, he would not have been able to return alive.

"Is this the time to worry about that?" Shiratori interrupted Tang Ze, grabbed his arm and put it on his shoulder, helping him walk out. "You know this place is already a target of attack. The automatic tracking defense of the guided missile has been activated inside the buoy. The other personnel are evacuating. Hurry and leave here!"

As for what Tang Ze experienced that night after being kidnapped, and how he miraculously ended up in the buoy, we can listen to him or Engineer Naomi tell us slowly after it's safe.

The rescue boat that came to the buoy to pick up people has found Naomi who fell into the water. Now the only ones missing are Tang Ze, their group, and a few managers such as Makino Yosuke who need to make final confirmation that all personnel have been evacuated.

"Thank you."

"It's really annoying when you use honorifics at a time like this."

"Feel sorry……"

Putting all his weight on the people supporting him on both sides, Tang Ze relaxed and staggered out, his drooping eyelids covering his eyes that were now full of excitement.

This was the first, the first cognitive gin that was truly poured in front of him.

Even if he didn't defeat them personally, this was the result of the Phantom Thieves' efforts.

Now he has obtained the first dropped item from the cognitive version of Gin. When he returns to Tokyo and gives this item to Haibara Ai to deal with, what can he analyze from it?
How was this seemingly invincible, infinitely powerful cognitive entity created? What is its operating mechanism? How can we counter it?

He was so curious about the secrets of the shadows.

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"Ah-"

"Hey, do you have a cold?"

Standing high in the cabin, Suzuki Sonoko, who was looking at the building in front with concern, caught the sound of the small sneeze, pulled over the blanket provided to the rescuers, and wrapped up the little girl who was clinging to the railing without saying a word.

It was already late, the setting sun was slowly disappearing into the clouds and the sea. The sea breeze was a bit colder than expected. I should keep warm. I couldn't let this child get sick in her hands...

"No, I'm actually fine..." Holding the edge of the blanket, Haibara Ai said softly, but her hands rubbed her arms involuntarily.

For some reason, even though she knew that everything was under the control of the Phantom Thieves, and no matter how miserable Tang Ze looked when he appeared later, it was all part of his plan, she still couldn't help feeling a little disgusted.

What's going on? This feeling of impending disaster...

"Whether it's submarines or international disputes, none of it has anything to do with us. Pick up Xiaolan and the others, as well as your brother, and let's go back early and get away from these things..." Perhaps due to anxiety, Suzuki Sonoko couldn't help but grumble, "We're not even halfway through the planned itinerary yet, and things keep popping up one after another. If this continues, I really won't dare to go out and play anymore."

And Tang Ze fell into the sea again...

Should we be thankful that he's an all-rounder? But honestly, even someone who can't swim should be able to develop his swimming skills after going through this kind of experience...

Looking at the mumbling Suzuki Sonoko with sympathy, Haibara Ai covered half of her face with a blanket to conceal her feelings.

No, this is probably far from the end of the trouble Tang Ze can cause...

As she was thinking about it, she saw another group of people coming up to the entrance and exit of the buoy. Judging from the configuration of men, women, young and old, it was the guy they were waiting for.

"Ah, finally—" Suzuki Sonoko watched as Tang Ze, who was surrounded by people and wrapped in a blanket, was carried onto the boat. She jumped twice on the spot, "That's great, everyone looks okay..."

There were intrusions, attacks, and even global transnational information crimes. Each one of them had a lot of complicated prefixes, making her scalp tense.

It's probably best not to get involved when gods are fighting... Before Suzuki Sonoko could run off the deck, another person, also wrapped in a blanket, quickly rushed over and grabbed Tang Ze's hand that was hanging by his side.

The pale Naomi felt his low body temperature and started crying: "Tang Zejun, Tang Zejun, how are you... Are you okay..."

In the submarine cabin surrounded by enemies, Naomi was the only victim who stood on the same side with her. He stood up for her and took her out of the dangerous situation. Naomi, whose nerves had just relaxed a little, relied on Tang Ze almost instinctively. Seeing him look half-dead, she became nervous.

"It's nothing serious, just a minor injury." Maori Kogoro said unhappily, "He hasn't eaten for a day and a night, and he still had a high-intensity battle with others. He deserves it for not knowing his own limitations."

Actually, the food on the submarine was quite good. Tang Ze: "..."

There was no way. In Vodka's eyes, he was from the Bourbon group, squandering money lavishly, and indulged in eating, drinking and having fun. Vodka had done nothing, but he was still treated like this by him. How could he dare to starve him?

The one who was really exhausted after being hungry for the whole day and soaking in water for a long time should be Naomi. Tang Ze's condition was purely caused by the out-of-control cognitive Gin.

Just like the previous one, as a cognitive being with special attributes, the wounds caused by Cognitive Gin will not heal naturally even after returning to reality without the use of cognitive healing potions.

Tang Ze, who had to explain how Binga ran away from him, simply didn't treat him for the time being and left the scratches and sword marks. He took Xingchuan Hui out of the upper battlefield in one go, jumped into the elevator, and returned to the original position before he entered the hall, which was an empty elevator.

He fought thrillingly in the hall, but after all, the hall's owner Binga had been trapped by the other members of the Phantom Thieves for a long time and was already at low health. He only had ten minutes to fight Gin, which was just enough for Binga to completely escape from the Pacific Buoy and for Conan to bring the others to find him.

Perched on the railing above, Ai Haibara, witnessing the truly weakened Naomi's concern for the seemingly robust Karasawa, remained silent: "..."

She shook her head slightly, hiding the helpless smile on her lips behind the blanket.

How could this girl still be so gullible? Whoever treats her well would be immediately considered her lifelong friend...

After all, when they met in the United States, Naomi was not the only one who was ostracized because of her mixed-race identity. Miyano Shiho did rescue her, but that was also to show her attitude.

She was sent there by the organization for further study. If she fails to learn or does not do it, what awaits her is not her parents' scolding, but an unbearable price.

Miyano Shiho has no time to care about those childish prejudices and interpersonal relationships. Standing up and expressing her attitude is an option that she wants to solve the problem once and for all. It is not so much that she is isolated, but rather that she isolates everyone else.

Naomi, who was raised very simply by her parents, felt that Miyano Shiho was the one being ostracized and bullied because she helped her. Deep down, she despised herself for not daring to return the favor, and felt deeply guilty about it. She even remembers it to this day, and it has become a part of her ideal...

Oh, really, I'm 19 years old and still so naive...

Without realizing how gentle the smile on her lips was, Haibara Ai loosened her grip on the railing and sat back in her seat.

Things are about to be settled. There are many solutions to the past, the misunderstandings and regrets.

Conan, who was also wrapped in a blanket and received the same treatment as the rescuers, sat down next to a few people. Just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he felt his cell phone vibrating.

The rescue boat was still anchored near the buoy, and his cell phone signal was currently good.

After quickly going through the possible people who might be calling him, Conan calmly clicked the leg of his glasses, turned on the headset, and answered the call.

Akai Shuichi's steady voice sounded with the noise of turbulent air currents.

"I'm already nearby. Do you have any idea how to locate that submarine, kid?"

Conan glanced at Tang Ze, who was being taken over by medical personnel, and answered in a low voice: "It was originally possible. The radar level of the buoy was quite good, but for safety reasons, we have evacuated from the facility."

"That's troublesome. I don't have enough equipment and weapons right now. If I can't accurately locate it, it will be difficult to snipe it..."

Conan frowned and looked at the still intact Pacific buoy not far away, feeling heavy in his heart.

What Naomi and Karasawa brought out at the risk of their lives was what Rena Mizunashi had said. It is very likely that the other party had noticed their intention to escape and deliberately leaked the information to them.

The information that the organization wants to destroy the Pacific buoy is highly feasible, and judging from the control when Binga escaped, the organization can still remotely control the equipment in the buoy.

As long as the defense system is turned off, no matter how strong the glass is, it will not be able to withstand the bombardment of the torpedo, not to mention the many fragile structures in the buoy...

Their attack may have already begun. If we can't locate the submarine in time, the buoy will definitely be lost...

Think about it, is there any other way? Maybe we should find a way to dive into the water again and see it directly from an underwater perspective——

"This is terrible." Makino Yosuke looked back at the place where he had worked for a long time, his expression bitter. "Besides this attacker called Binga, it was also breached by the guys called the Phantom Thieves of Hearts... Now, Interpol will have to re-examine the security of the system..."

Forget about Binga, he has been dressed as a woman and has been hanging around in front of everyone for so long. A high-authority engineer installed a backdoor program in the system from the inside, which at least shows that their external firewall is effective enough, and the other party can only choose the high-risk method of physical infiltration.

However, the guy who came out to provoke the Phantom Thieves looked and sounded like a teenager... This is too frustrating. Even if I believe that the Phantom Thieves of Hearts have the world's top hackers, it is still very frustrating.

"Ah, yes, the Phantom Thief of Hearts...!" Conan's eyes lit up when he was reminded by his words.

Yes, the Phantom Thief of Hearts has a greater control and invasion of the system than the organization. If they were to search for the position of the submarine, they might be able to find a very precise location!

Moreover, he also assisted them in cracking the system. Now he wants them to provide some information assistance. Isn't this called reciprocity?

Conan did it right away. Without hesitation, he took out another mobile phone and opened the interface of Kaito Line.

As allies on the same front against the organization, it's time to truly help each other!
(End of this chapter)