The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan.

Chapter 1014: The Strange Phantom Thieves

"What do you mean by diverging paths..." Asai Chengji, who was closest to him, heard some vague words and narrowed his eyes. "Why do I feel like you are up to something?"

"No, I just occasionally feel a little emotional." Tang Ze stood up and raised his palm to stop more teammates from approaching him, indicating that he was fine. He quickly changed the subject and said, "I'm fine, I just felt a little dizzy. What did Takera Ikawa say?"

It is easy to predict that Takeyori Iikawa's palace is in this villa.

Relatively speaking, for him, the area where he has weak control and can become a safe zone, it is obvious that it must be related to Haruhito Kanhara.

So now they are standing in Kanhara Haruhito's study and cannot see the situation in other areas of the hall for the time being.

After looking at Tangze suspiciously for a while, Asai Narimi opened the door of the room and made a gesture of invitation.

"You better, look at it yourself."

Almost as soon as he opened the door, a strong wind blew in from outside, blowing the messy papers in the room into flying shapes.

Tang Ze took two steps forward, saw the situation outside the door clearly, and immediately understood where the wind came from.

The keyword for Takeyori Iikawa's hall is cage.

Considering his rough experiences over the past decade, this keyword is not surprising.

In this mountain villa built with money from Haruhito Kanhara, his strongest emotions and memories are all about his wife, her illness, and the desperate times when he saw no way out.

Once he stood here, he would have to face his empty canvas and his painful past that he could not swallow. It was only natural that he would feel that staying here was like being trapped in a prison.

Tang Ze just didn't expect that this cage was actually literal.

The palace, which stands on the top of the mountain in the style of a mountain villa, has no walls.

The walls on all four sides are made of iron bars, and even the rooms inside are not placed on a normal flat surface, but are suspended in the air with iron chains.

The entire hall is like a uniquely shaped birdcage placed on the top of a mountain. To travel through it, one has to walk along the wobbly suspension bridge between the rooms, which is quite thrilling.

"With such a strong wind, you must have been shaking all the way. Thank you for your hard work." Tang Ze couldn't help but sigh.

"It will be better between the secret treasures." Asai Narimi explained, "It is also an independent and complete room like this safe house. Iikawa Takeyori himself probably can't see this scene."

"Actually, it's still within expectations." Miyano Akemi came over and confirmed that Tang Ze was okay before turning her head to look at the situation outside. "His wife died in the disaster caused by the tornado, and because of this incident, he was trapped in the composition named "Qinglan". It's reasonable that his hall has no walls to block the storm."

"And the latter's predicament was caused by his father-in-law." Matsuda Jinpei took over the conversation, sighing, "This villa is also closely related to his father-in-law. He couldn't get rid of the source of pain, and it turned out like this."

This case is one of the team-building activities that the Phantom Thieves have participated in recently, and he supports it more.

Because no matter whether it is the intended murderer or the victim in this case, they all made mistakes in this matter, but their crimes do not deserve the death penalty.

This situation is mostly caused by fate and the older generation's taciturn nature.

Takeyori Iikawa carefully planned a murder, even using Kid's name to get rid of the crime, and was prepared to put on a hypocritical show in front of the media reporters.

But the cause of the incident was still the promise that Haruhito Kanhara made at the time. On the one hand, he had to face the pain of losing his wife, and on the other hand, he had to pick up the pen to paint paintings with style as the theme. It was a fact that he felt torment and pain.

Haruhito Kamiyasu did not communicate with Takeyori Iikawa, so his originally well-intentioned action turned into a yoke on Takeyori Iikawa's shoulders, and also caused the unlucky buyer who paid in advance to wait for several years for no reason, and might even lose both his money and his life.

But no one can deny that he treats Takeyori Ishikawa as his own son and does not want his son-in-law's life to end miserably because of his daughter's illness. This kind of love is very sincere.

Saving such people will make people feel much better.

"Has he found the secret treasure?"

"That should be it. We just asked Noah to transport him there directly." Matsuda nodded.

Noah has always been incredibly useful in this regard, and they have done this more than once or twice.

They had used this trick before when it came to Kyosuke Fuudo. They sent Kyosuke Fuudo himself into his palace to scare himself. The connection was very smooth and seamless, and Kyosuke Fuudo himself fell into the trap without realizing it.

"Then let's go and take a look."

Tang Ze raised his foot and walked out of the safe house. As soon as he stepped out, his eyes were involuntarily attracted by the thing at the door.

It’s not that he likes to be distracted, it’s just that the thing at the door is too eye-catching.

Kenji Hagiwara's huge, ferocious-looking motorcycle was actually parked at the door of the safe house, hanging there steadily with several ropes.

"...This motorcycle can be used separately?" Tang Ze's mouth twitched.

He knew that Hagiwara Kenji's motorcycle was relatively special. It was able to briefly drive into the real world at that time. It should be somewhat similar to Morobushi Kagemitsu's situation.

Zhu Fu Jingguang's mask is closely related to the specialized bonus of the gun. No matter what gun he holds in his hand, he can easily summon Arachne and give the gun a specialized buff.

This is equivalent to the gun and the mask being directly combined with each other, so even though the mask cannot be taken into reality, the specialized gun can still be taken out, and it will show a gilded color, which is almost the same as the shape in the hall.

If the specialization is revoked, the appearance will disappear. Therefore, Tang Ze's understanding of this has always been gun skin. He also lamented that Zhu Fu Jingguang is worthy of being a sniper. He came here to play FPS and there are exclusive gun skins.

The situation with Kenji Hagiwara's motorcycle is somewhat similar.

In reality, it is difficult for a motorcycle to present the complete form in the hall, but it will not disappear completely. Instead, it will be like a modified motorcycle that can be touched and seen, but only Kenji Hagiwara can drive it.

It's basically an external accessory for the Phantom Thief costume, except that it's a little bit bigger.

But parking the motorcycle at the door is still a bit abstract.

Hagiwara Kenji came out and saw Tang Ze's indescribable look, and began to explain: "The motorcycle is a bit too big, and it is almost impossible to find a safe house to park it. I usually park it in front of the door. It's not a real motorcycle, so it won't be damaged if it is parked outside, so you can rest assured."

"I'm worried about whether it will be damaged?" Tang Ze pointed to the strangely constructed hall outside the suspension bridge. "Even in this state, you still rode a motorcycle in? It can be released at will, but it's not really impossible to put it away. Do you have to ride it?"

Riding a motorcycle on a suspension bridge or cable car?

I know you're a stunt guy, but you're probably a little too stunt-y.

"You can still use a motorcycle." Hagiwara Kenji lifted up the huge motorcycle and patted its handlebars. "It has good safety performance and a special grip effect. No problem."

When his mask awakened, he was used to drive on a roller coaster track with twists and turns and the occasional overturn. It was almost as if this was a teaching level specifically to explain that his mask was an all-terrain general vehicle.

Once he accepted this, he would naturally want to drive it all the time.

Can't we blame him for having too broad of a mind?

"...Now that you mention it, I'm really curious about how you would drive it." Tang Ze tried to imagine the scene in his mind, but failed, and shook his head.

"You want to try? I can carry two or three people without any problem." Hagiwara Kenji pulled the goggles on his head and immediately became eager to try. "I asked them to try, but they didn't want to."

"What...? No, I didn't, I didn't say I was going to try!"

Kenji Hagiwara, who had not thought much about giving him a ride, became interested after seeing his intense reaction.

Thinking carefully, Tang Ze seemed to have never ridden in the vehicle he drove.

During that dangerous and exciting roller coaster journey, Tang Ze was still running around outside as a detective, leaving everything to his teammates.

Kenji Hagiwara was watching out of the corner of his eye and saw that many of his teammates were looking at and observing Tang Ze's condition with uncertain and worried eyes, as if they were trying to confirm whether Tang Ze was just holding on.

So he deliberately said, "You are so tired that you almost fell down when you came in. You will have to go out to deal with the police later. Why don't you just stop working so hard? I will give you a ride. The terrain here is not easy to walk on."

"I don't want to, I don't want to... Hey, I've already told you I'm fine, don't, don't talk nonsense, don't talk nonsense! I can get in the car by myself, can't I get in the car by myself!"

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Among the secret treasures not far away, and in the "bird cage" hanging high at the highest point of the hall, Takeyori Ishikawa, who was completely unaware of the outside environment, was looking at the scene in front of him in shock.

This is his studio, or at least a place that is very similar to his studio.

The tables around were filled with painting supplies and equipment for teaching, and there were several easels right in front.

Since his wife's accident, in order to support his family and make a living, in addition to selling his paintings, he also taught classes in the studio in the villa and accepted many students to come here to practice.

Every little bit is proof of his hard work in life and evidence that he refuses to bow to fate.

But now, on the easel in the center, there was a painting that seemed to be soaked in blood.

The painting on the canvas is completely in Takeyori Iikawa's own style, but it is not the scenery he usually creates, but a candid sketch.

In the thick darkness, a beam of light illuminated the old man standing in the center. Due to the angle of the light, the shocked and sad expression on his face was portrayed very clearly.

There was a knife stuck in the old man's heart, a painting knife. The blood flowing from his chest spread out, broke out of the darkness, and dyed the rest of the canvas red.

What shocked him the most was the knife-wielding attacker in the picture.

That was Takeyori Ishikawa himself, his hideous face revealing a crazy paranoia in the composition of the light.

This scene was undoubtedly what he had been thinking about in his mind for a long time and what was about to happen today. Even the method was exactly the same.

Why would someone spy on it and draw it?

Takeyori Iikawa walked over, reached out to pick up the painting in front of him, and then found that the bloodstains on the edge of the canvas had not dried at all. This grab made his hands instantly stained red.

What fell on his hand was obviously paint to the touch, but it gave off a strong smell of blood. Both the smell and the look were like real blood, half dry, sticky and wet.

He wanted to put down this strange painting, and his fingertips touched the back of the painting, but he couldn't help but turn it over because of the special touch.

On the back of the painting, there is a huge key inlaid. The special cool feeling comes from the metal part on the edge of the key.

And on the handle of the key, there is a crooked incision, which signs the work.

"Aoki no Murashige", by Haruhito Kanhara.

Iikawa Takeyori, who already knew what his father-in-law was doing and had even touched it himself, felt a shudder in his heart and vaguely understood its meaning.

Feeling his refusal to communicate, Kanhara Haruhito may have realized his malice and resentment towards him.

This wind that had blown through his life for more than a decade and made his bones feel cold would eventually blow into an irreversible abyss and lead to this ending.

Oikawa Takeyori didn't care how weird the painting that seemed to be dripping blood was. He couldn't help but hunch his back and slowly kneel down.

Facing the empty easel, it was as if he was kneeling down in front of his father-in-law's masterpiece that was created with great difficulty.

It was as if he was back to the time when his wife left him, and he shed tears in embarrassment.

The whole room shook as he sobbed.

The shadow standing behind him, with chains tied to his hands and feet and a knife held high, was Ishikawa Takeyori. As the movement of the sword dissipated, he looked like smoke.

"I was wrong, I was wrong... I'm sorry, father, I'm sorry..."

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"…I would like to sincerely apologize to Mr. Taguchi who purchased this painting. I am sorry that I cannot complete "Aoki no Murashige" as originally planned."

As Takeyori Ishikawa bowed deeply, the spotlights lit up wildly. In an instant, the entire front of the villa was illuminated by a bright light that was shockingly dazzling.

"Tsk, it's like a flash bomb..." Nakamori Ginzo, who was standing inside the door and watching this scene, raised his hand and covered his eyes.

Having dealt with Kidd for so long, he has almost gotten used to the cameras, but the media's craziness still makes him feel irritated.

The reporters, who were completely attracted by the hot news, certainly would not care about the feelings of an insignificant policeman like him, and they started yelling at Takeyori Ishikawa one after another.

"Why did you make this decision? Is there any damage to the painting?!"

"There's news that your painting has been taken away by Kaito Kidd. Is that true?!"

"You didn't disclose any progress during the entire creation process. Are you admitting in disguise that you haven't completed the painting?"

Oikawa Takeyori ignored the microphone that was being desperately pushed in front of him, wanting to stuff it directly into his mouth.

He just turned his head and glanced at the person behind him.

Kanhara Haruhito, who was standing there with his hands behind his back, did not say anything. Kuroba Kaito, who was standing next to him, was waiting as the TV station staff slowly walked forward a few steps, holding a picture frame covered by a red curtain in their hands.

Wearing sunglasses.

At this moment, I could understand the goodness of Tang Ze's weird team members. Who would have thought that they even had spare sunglasses...

Not knowing that he had secretly hit the sore spot of a former policeman who had lost his glasses while fleeing, he raised his hand and silently lifted the cloth on the painting as planned.

The painting by Haruhito Kanhara was revealed.