The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan.

Chapter 1072 Gorgeous Fireworks

"Oh, the one just now turned out to be Mr. Masaru, the former superintendent of the Metropolitan Police Department... and the one next to him, is she his wife?"

"Why, don't you think so?" Megure Jusan couldn't help laughing when he heard him say that. "That guy in the village doesn't look like he has much luck with women, but he is indeed getting married soon..."

"No, it was just a little unexpected. So the ones mentioned here, that the wedding received death threats and had to accept close police protection, are they them?"

Tang Ze pretended to know nothing and pointed at the work record sheet on the wall.

The schedule of the First Investigation Division is very busy. They are responsible for daily cases, and also need to be present for major tasks in the group. If they do not use work records to make detailed task arrangements, it is indeed easy for problems to arise.

"Yes. As a police officer, there is always a chance of encountering such a thing, and there is really nothing we can do about it." Megure Jusan sighed, "His wedding is scheduled for Halloween, and in Shibuya..."

"What a coincidence?" Tang Ze smiled. "If it were me, I would consider changing the time and place."

"I have advised him the same thing. But if he was a guy who was easy to persuade, he wouldn't have rushed forward so much every day and hurt himself like that." Megure Jusan shook his head with a headache and sadness.

"Hmm..." Tang Ze nodded slowly, fully expressing that he had collected relevant information, and temporarily shifted his attention away from that. "Mr. Oleg, are you willing to come to the Metropolitan Police Department now?"

"Mouri has already contacted him. Conan and Adachi are right, he can't find his sister Erenica. He is isolated and helpless, and can only seek help from people he trusts. He doesn't have many choices." Megure Jusan glanced at his watch, his tone carrying a hint of pity.

Oleg traveled thousands of miles to the Metropolitan Police Department to find Jinpei Matsuda, who saved him three years ago.

However, Jinpei Matsuda was actually killed in another explosion the day after he rescued him, so his request for help was doomed to failure from the beginning.

In order not to implicate his family and friends, he chose to leave the team and act on his own, but he also lost contact with them.

With crucial information in his hands, he must find a way to crack it, and he doesn't have many options left.

"Brother Maori said he would bring him here as soon as possible. I guess we need to explain the circumstances of the previous operation to him and calm his emotions. I guess it's about time... ah, here we are."

He turned his head and looked towards the office door.

In the conference room separated by a wall, Pramiya, who was in a terrible mood, was lowering her head, listening incoherently to the policeman beside her and Muranaka Tsutomu communicating about the wedding matters, when she suddenly felt her cell phone ring twice.

This was not an ordinary message ringtone; it was the message alert tone from the page she developed for her own bomb remote control device.

She turned her eyes to make sure no one around her noticed her actions, and quietly took out her cell phone.

Seeing the prompt above, Pramiya's pupils couldn't help but shrink.

This is the prompt sound from the remote-controlled bomb loaded in the tablet, which has come back online and restored control.

On the other side of the wall, Tang Ze took the tablet from Oleg and walked to the desk on the other side. He used the excuse of needing to observe and while turning his back, he exchanged it with the original object that was still lying on the prop tray.

The tablet, which theoretically shouldn't be able to start up, flickered twice and a faint red light appeared on the screen.

Pramiya's fingertips trembled, and she instinctively wanted to press the button that failed to activate last time. The next second, she woke up again.

No, you can't just start it at this time.

The communication will be restored, which means that the person with it, the guy from the haunted team chasing after him, is nearby...

At least I have to ensure that I won't be suspected or affected.

Thinking of this, Pramiya did not move for the time being. She just stood up and whispered to Muranaka Nu that she was going to the bathroom.

As soon as she walked out the door, she immediately stared at her phone and began to confirm the location of the device.

The signal shows that the tablet is near him at this moment.

It's in the Metropolitan Police Department, in this building.

It did not stay quietly in one place, but was constantly moving. The red dot was like a tiny flying insect, sometimes moving forward, sometimes stopping, circling back and forth within a range of more than ten meters.

It's like, someone is taking it and moving it between different desks...to study it.

"...How courageous." She murmured softly in French, and soon, using the excuse that she couldn't find the location, she began to look in the direction of the signal.

You have to make sure it is in the hands of the person who needs to be eliminated, and also make sure it does not affect yourself, let alone your plans.

Her wedding with Muranaka Tsutomu must go smoothly and nothing can go wrong.

That was the viewing seat she had carefully prepared for herself, from which she could see the entire grand and gorgeous fireworks display...

After a while, the red dot finally came closer.

Getting closer and closer, almost colliding head-on...

Pramya kept her natural movements and raised her head.

The handsome face of Goro Akechi, with a hint of a playful smile, suddenly caught her sight.

"Excuse me, please make way." Tang Ze looked at her and pulled the corner of his mouth with a fake smile, "Important evidence."

Pramiya instinctively took a step to the side and watched Tang Ze hurriedly holding the bent tablet carefully and walking towards the forensic department, or the evidence extraction room.

Almost instantly, Pramya realized what this man was going to do.

As the device was reconnected to the backend, it naturally lit up briefly due to activation.

I'm afraid this person noticed this moment and judged that the things under the casing were still somewhat workable.

He wants to recover its data.

Pramya's fingertips trembled with excitement.

Great, great opportunity.

It is now impossible to catch all those annoying little mice in one fell swoop. It is a bit of a waste to go to so much trouble just to kill that man who is brave but has no other means.

On the contrary, this young man, whose identity is extremely suspicious, claims to be a detective, but it is impossible to explain what he is doing behind the scenes...

She turned her toes slightly and waited until Goro Akechi's back disappeared around the corner. She made sure that no police officer around noticed her and then quietly followed him.

Just now, after meeting this person, she used curiosity as an excuse to ask Muranaka Tsutomu about his identity. As a result, she was basically certain that the person she met in the building that day was this person.

This person is a "detective from America" ​​whose reputation is no less than that of Kogoro Mori and who is highly recognized in the field of criminal investigation.

What a joke! Could it be that a detective from the United States could skillfully threaten and interrogate a target who is obviously tied up, and after discovering that the other person is in danger, push the person down the stairs without any psychological barriers?

His identity is definitely not that simple, and he is the biggest obstacle to her action this time.

He must be killed, before he discovers something truly important, before he begins to doubt himself and become defensive...

Watching Goro Akechi carrying the deadly device into the evidence room, Pramiya finally stopped suppressing her excitement.

She stared at the closing door and at the still red dot on her phone.

Through the tightly closed door, she seemed to see the tiny flying insect trapped in the glass, about to face an irretrievable situation...

With joy, like last time, like every time, she pressed the button on the screen.

"drop--"

"boom--"

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"boom--"

The sound of the explosion woke Erenica from her drowsiness. She turned over with extreme caution and observed the surrounding environment.

Ever since the explosion that destroyed her entire life, she has become extremely sensitive and alert to all sounds of explosions, burning, and all sounds related to fire.

Although she was very good at cooking and could take care of her family and children in an orderly manner, she never stood in front of the stove again after that day.

She didn't want to admit it, but she had to.

She hated fire, and she was also afraid of fire.

She would hear her son's shrill cries in the heat of the moment, and the dull thud of buildings collapsing...

Hear the sound of the future and life collapsing.

Just like now...

Instinctively, she raised her head following the sound of crying. It took her a few seconds to suddenly realize that what she heard this time was not an auditory hallucination.

She was lying on a patch of wet mud, her dress was wet and covered with mud.

In front of her, due to a special chemical reaction, flames of bright colors shot up into the sky, carrying a strange, evil aura under the deep night.

This is the fire from six years ago, that fire.

“Sasha——!”

Her head was buzzing, and she didn't even have time to distinguish whether the scene in front of her was real or an illusion. She stood up and staggered towards the sea of ​​fire.

This was a scene she often saw in her nightmares.

The child's cries and screams gradually faded away in the flames, and she was pinned to the ground by her brother. She could only reach out her hands in vain towards the sea of ​​fire, uttering the most desperate howls of a mother who had lost her child.

At this moment, there was no one around her to stop her. Without hesitation, she rushed into the fire that seemed to destroy everything.

The scorching flames burned her body, but in the next moment, they gently bypassed her.

Like Moses parting the sea, the flames suddenly retreated to both sides, leaving her a path to run forward.

She didn't have time to think about the reason for this scene. She just quickened her pace, stepped over the cracked soil burned by the flames, stepped over the broken railings and bricks, and rushed into the place that she was once very familiar with.

own home.

Alexander was sitting there.

He was wearing the sweater that she had knitted for him, his golden hair was tied loosely around his head, and his turquoise eyes were sparkling with tears in the flames.

His body was surrounded by flames, like a fireball.

Erenikha had no intention of dodging at all. Without thinking, she squatted down and hugged her child in her arms.

"Sasha, my Sasha..."

Her tears continued to flow, and the next moment, they were evaporated by the high temperature around them.

The flames flowed along Alexander's body and wrapped around her. The layer of protection seemed to lose its effect at this moment, and she was also enveloped by the flames.

Intense pain, horrible agony, she felt her body melting and breaking apart in the high heat, losing her human form.

But at this extremely painful moment, a smile unconsciously appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"Sasha, Mom is here... Mom is here..."

She closed her eyes and welcomed death and the Lord's embrace.

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"……hiss."

Looking at the surveillance footage of Erenica, who was clearly surrounded by flames but had an expression of great joy on her face, Kenji Hagiwara touched his arm and couldn't help but hiss.

He had experienced similar situations.

Just like Jinpei Matsuda, he also died in the explosion. Although his consciousness disappeared quickly, the momentary severe pain still left a terrible psychological trauma.

Noah's fire was not real fire, but it was just as effective as real fire in prolonging pain and amplifying sensations.

Therefore, he knew very well how Erenica felt now.

"She had no intention of letting go." Miyano Akemi sighed softly with mixed feelings, "Compared to any other salvation, what she wanted most was to rush back to the fire scene and die with her family."

"It was really painful. Not only did she endure it, but she also held on until the end of the scene." Asai Chengmi also sighed, "It's really, really not easy."

He could understand Elenica's approach to some extent.

Just like Hinata Yuki, the former hall master who provided this flame for Noah's Ark, they hate and fear the flame, but deep down they hope that they are the ones who will suffer the disaster, so they regard it as a punishment and atonement. Enduring such pain cannot destroy them, but instead can make them truly calm down.

"...The bomber deserves to die." Shimabukuro Kimie's fingertips tightly grasped the clothes on her knees. "I really hope that the guy can experience the same pain."

"Yes. I will." As if making a promise, Hagiwara Kenji said very confidently, "Even if she doesn't, Tang Ze will, and let her experience it."

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Papers were flying and shelves were tilted.

Because of the huge energy caused by the explosion, the office door was completely blown open, and the messy documents and sundries flew out with the airflow.

Pramiya didn't have time to care about the things that hit her face. She just eagerly tried to jump over them to see the scene inside the door clearly.

Is it already burning? Where is the young man?

When she was able to raise her head and see the scene clearly again, the smile on her face suddenly froze.

Tang Ze, who was unharmed, stood at the farthest end of the room, just staring at her quietly.

"What a coincidence... Miss Christina."