The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan.

When Toby Cairns returned to the room, a round of interrogation had just ended.

He was a little anxious and couldn't help but walk slower than usual. Before returning to his seat, he had to observe other people's expressions intentionally or unintentionally to make sure that the police didn't ask any inappropriate questions from others when he just left.

It is absolutely impossible to say that his crime was perfect, but after reviewing it from beginning to end, he felt that he had done a pretty good job.

His shooting wasn't planned. He'd never actually pointed a gun at a living thing before, so when the other party showed resistance and tried to calm him down and discuss a less drastic solution, he pulled the trigger almost as a reflex...

This matter is absolutely wrong. Even if we really want to kill the evil man Sunai, we cannot do it under such circumstances.

Just when Xunei agreed to let him review his girlfriend's previous labor contract.

In other words, he shot and killed someone when he knew that the person was about to arrive at the office.

Now that this step has already happened, everything that follows is just a matter of closing the stable door after the horse has bolted. It's just that he really seems to always lack some luck.

Thinking of this, he secretly stared at Takagi Wataru, who was sitting across from the conference table, with a look that was vaguely hostile.

This is the place where the police temporarily placed these "suspects", a small conference room belonging to this company.

It is indeed different from the high-pressure and tense environment of an interrogation room, but the feeling of oppression caused by this atmosphere is similar.

If it weren't for this policeman who happened to be nearby and rushed up the building almost immediately to control the entrances and exits, I might have left this damn place long ago.

Not to mention, if this hotel could be more reliable, instead of choosing today as the day for the elevator to break down... Damn, why did it have to be today? Is it really reasonable for such a large hotel with more than 40 floors to have only three elevators?

"It's almost time for my lunch appointment with my students..." Bakuna, almost impatient, stood up first. "I've cooperated with your investigation, so could you please let me take care of some personal business first? I won't leave. My apartment is nearby. Please let me know if there's anything else..."

After writing the last word, Takagi Shigeru looked at him with an indescribable expression: "...It's basically over. But Mr. Bakuna, I have to remind you that all the students of the opposite sex you have come into contact with are far from reaching the marriageable age in our country. Even the teachers who give tutoring, teachers and students..."

Bakuna pointed at himself with a puzzled look on his face. "Huh? Uh, I know. I just wanted to tell her that if I felt that our relationship wasn't a misunderstanding, then I hoped she could wait until she graduated from school to find me. She'd asked me many times before how long I would stay in Japan, and I just wanted to tell her that I'd already negotiated a work visa and would be settling down here, so she didn't have to worry about that..."

"Then you'd better go quickly." Takagi Shigeru raised his hand without hesitation.

Don't tell him the details, he doesn't want to know.

"Is the investigation over?" Elena raised her head anxiously. "Then, what about the salary for the past few months..."

"That probably depends on the company's operations and your personal contract. But as long as it's a valid labor contract, I think you can apply for arbitration regardless of the situation."

"Oh, okay, thank you..."

Toby exhaled slowly and tried to put on a natural smile.

"So, we can leave now, right? I'm saying, with such a serious crime happening, you still think the murderer is staying in the building..."

"Sorry, please stay for a moment, Mr. Toby." Takagi Shigeru turned his raised palm towards him, "You need to stay for further cooperation."

"Eh?" Toby clenched his lowered hand almost instantly, but he quickly adjusted his expression and pointed at himself, looking confused. "Why?"

Several people who had begun to leave the room turned their heads to look at him.

In an instant, Toby felt as if he had walked into a studio full of light stands again, and his muscles instinctively tensed.

Letting the others go and leaving one person alone is no different from directly naming him as the suspect.

"Oh, that's right. During our investigation, we discovered that the restrooms in this hotel are constructed in a rather unusual way. From the outside, you can't tell which side is for men and which is for women. At the suggestion of, uh, a concerned citizen, we conducted a test."

Takagi Shigeru smiled at him with a kind expression, but the words he uttered made Toby feel cold in his heart.

"We covered up the sign at the bathroom door and deliberately put up an English sign with completely opposite meanings, and then let you take turns going to the bathroom in order."

Because there is no corresponding abstract logo, and the most common men and women are avoided, and the relatively less "beginner" gents and ladies are used instead, it is still very confusing.

"The others, except Mr. Bakuna, who had been to the restroom before, all took a quick look and went to the wrong one. Mr. Bakuna also asked the police officer standing at the door for confirmation after seeing the sign. Only you were absolutely certain you hadn't gone to the wrong one. You don't actually speak English, and you've been to this restroom before, haven't you?"

"I..." Toby clenched his fists at his sides and offered a somewhat pale defense. "I really don't speak English, so what? Do you identify the criminal based on nonsense like this?"

"Of course, our conviction has a basis." Takagi Shigeru stood up and stood in front of him. "You couldn't understand the meaning of the words left by the deceased. We were worried that he might have written something unfavorable to himself, so out of caution, you tore it up. Coincidentally, I arrived here within five minutes, and you didn't even have time to leave the scene too far. Because you didn't know what was written on it, you didn't dare to throw it away. So, it must still be with you, right?"

After saying that, he raised his hand and pointed at the clothes on Toby.

"May I? Oh, sorry, I forgot you didn't understand. Would it be convenient for me to check it?"

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"You've been talking so much. If you could just grab someone and search them, wouldn't you be able to get a conclusion? You've been going on for so long."

As he watched the people from the First Investigation Division escorting Toby Keynes away with a dejected and dejected look on his face, Toru Amuro made a sharp comment.

He was carrying papers stained with the victim's blood that he had brought from the scene. Regardless of whether further biological evidence could be found, it was impossible for him to clear his name, and his detention was completely reasonable.

As long as you bring the person over, not to mention a comprehensive body search, just check the suspect's pockets and personal belongings. Unless the other person is Kaito Kidd or from Now You See Me or something like that, he will be recognized at the first sight.

For such a simple murder case that was not carefully planned, was completely impulsive and amateurish, it deserved such a rough ending.

"Doing this without evidence could easily be seen as heavy-handed law enforcement," Tang Ze corrected him. "Matsuda-senpai said he was almost suspended for something similar."

"Didn't he say that he was showing off to you? Matsuda has always been like this. Besides, I was just thinking about it, but he really did it." Amuro Toru was unmoved.

Tang Ze opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but considering that the surrounding environment was not completely safe, he held back.

Although he graduated from a police academy, he has never worked a day as a police officer. He is really tough.

Forget it, Fūya Rei has graduated after all, so I don’t seem to have the right to say anything.

"Forget it. Such an uncalm guy, just because he knows how to use a gun, rashly threatens with a gun. I don't think it's wrong to say that he surrendered himself by doing this." Tang Ze also gave his own sharp comments.

"He knows how to use a gun, but hasn't he learned basic gun ethics? Safe handling principles or something?" Amuro Toru frowned. "Then how did he learn to use a gun? Did he pick one up and learn it?"

"Uh..." Tang Ze opened his mouth and only let out a long single sound.

"Why are you hesitating?" Feeling something was wrong, Toru Amuro turned his head in the opposite direction.

"That's right, that, um, Mr. Toby just has a foreign name because he's actually Japanese, born in Japan. He didn't lie before, his father is American and his mother is Japanese."

"Then?"

"It's just that his father is a US soldier stationed in Japan." Tang Ze spoke a little faster and spit out this sentence quickly.

Toru Amuro was stunned for a moment:?

After thinking for a while, Toru Amuro said: ???

Finally understanding what Tang Ze was hinting at, Amuro Toru: "..."

Before Toru Amuro could make a polite and civilized comment on the unscrupulous man who illegally carried guns, privately taught others how to use guns, and even illegally left guns to his children, and who went through so much trouble but ultimately did not stay in Japan to get married and just leave, Karasawa tiptoed away quickly.

He decided not to repeat the murderer's other remarks. He was afraid that if he said that, while he was emotional, he would speculate that the mixed-race people present were in a similar situation as him and why they couldn't understand his extreme behavior, which would give Amuro enough time to enter the Bourbon form.

There are so many children here, that wouldn't be a good idea.

"So his shooting and killing could actually be considered an accident."

The case was solved in just over an hour, and the young detectives, who didn't even miss the buffet ticket time, were still in the mood to comment on the case they encountered today.

"According to him, yes." Huibara Ai nodded. "He said he didn't intend to kill anyone, or even if he did, he planned to do it after the negotiations broke down. He was probably scared off by the call from his secretary."

"That's not entirely true," Conan commented objectively. "He went there wearing a raincoat. This means he subjectively believed he would fire a gun today, and he wanted to use this method to prevent the gun smoke from causing any reaction."

This completely meets all the conditions for pre-planning.

Not only did he have subjective intention and preparation, but this guy who couldn't even understand a three-word English sentence also specifically learned about the possible investigative consequences of firing a gun and made serious preparations, including gloves and raincoats.

Of course, judging from the results, he only knew to wear a raincoat, and did not consider how to enter and exit the hotel with a lot of traffic after committing a crime of passion. He even took away the things he found at the scene. This half-baked guy who has no luck in doing anything is also a complete half-baked guy in this aspect.

"He said his girlfriend was killed by that boss." Yoshida Ayumi held her chin and rubbed her cheeks, which were a little cold from eating two ice creams in a row. "It's a bit pitiful."

"That's his own problem." Conan shook his head, unsure of what expression to use. "He said it himself. The contract even states that if his girlfriend doesn't cooperate with the company's unreasonable labor demands, her brother will be held jointly liable for business responsibilities and compensation..."

"Yeah, doesn't this mean the president is really bad? He's using this kind of thing to threaten people." Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya was puzzled. "Killing people is definitely wrong, but this contract is very bad."

"Edogawa is saying that if the other party has written it down in black and white for a clause that is not supported by the law, it is ready-made evidence and he can win the lawsuit. If he had learned basic laws, or asked for help from any relevant person, he could have solved this problem very well. It would not be his turn to 'save' his girlfriend's brother." Haibara Ai briefly explained the concept to them, and at the end, she couldn't help but shake her head.

It is a fact that the murderer's girlfriend's health was damaged by work and she eventually died of illness.

It’s not that this kind of oppression doesn’t exist in the workplace, but many times it is precisely because it is an invisible, tacit unspoken rule that it is so hateful and difficult to resist.

Of course, there are indeed cases of relying on some shady tactics, that is, openly bullying others, but judging from the fact that this president was shot dead by an amateur killer like Toby who followed him into the office with a gun, he is just a simple and unethical leader who cannot even be called a capitalist.

A stupid boss who is willing to write such unfair terms directly into your contract is really a gift from nature. There is no need to make a fuss to the point of fighting to the death.

"Did you hear that? This is the importance of studying hard. Anyone who has even a basic understanding of the subject, or is willing to seek help from someone who knows, like calling the police, or even just asking around online, could do that?" Tang Ze said, instantly killing the competition. "As long as you don't study, every day will be an unsolved mystery."

The expressions of several children who had just been smiling after having a big meal suddenly froze.

"...I've already told you not to agree to let him go to the amusement park with us." Haibara Ai looked at the three naughty kids who were probably remembering their homework with pity but not sympathy, and shook her head slowly.

She couldn't say whether Tang Ze could play with the other children, but anyway, he never did his own homework.

In this respect, Tang Ze is an absolute traitor.