The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan.

As the Ferris wheel gradually rose, Curacao suddenly collapsed like a puppet with its strings cut.

The children who were originally very excited and observing the surroundings were frightened by the sudden movement and almost screamed.

"Big sister, sister!"

"What's wrong with you, Sister Sonya!"

Curacao has a very slender figure, but she is an adult woman in her twenties after all. It is really difficult for her to support herself with the strength of several children alone.

Fortunately, Tang Ze, who was well prepared, quickly stepped forward, supported Curacao's back, held her shoulders, and let her slowly lean back on the seat.

"What's going on?" Yoshida Ayumi reached out and touched the back of Curacao's hand worriedly, but she felt a cold sweat on her hand. Her expression suddenly became uneasy. "Is your head hurting again?"

"It's hard to say. It might be that the light from the Ferris wheel is too intense." Seeing Tang Ze's calm expression, Huiyuan Ai felt relieved and replied, "She still has a head injury. It might be that the Ferris wheel is too high and she's dizzy."

"Is her injury that serious?" Dr. Agasa muttered, vaguely aware that something was wrong, but not quite sure what it was. "That's why you shouldn't ride a Ferris wheel. Even though it's a very safe facility, it has its own risks."

"It's just a little bump, like a bruise. Edogawa saw it. It's not serious, but if you're really worried, you can take her to the infirmary later..."

As Haibara Ai spoke, she walked forward and, with the help of Tang Ze, carefully palpated Curacao's scalp again and slightly lifted her eyelids to confirm her consciousness.

A pair of black beautiful lenses slid down as her fingers touched it, and fell down Curacao's cheek.

When Haibara Ai saw the fallen object, she was stunned.

This is not just an ordinary cosmetic contact lens. It is obviously a customized version that has undergone some special processing. It is close to a full pupil lens and weighs much heavier than ordinary cosmetic contact lenses.

As soon as it left the eye socket, it curled up according to the shape remembered and fell into Curacao's lap like a ball of solidified black pearl.

It would be a bit far-fetched to explain that these were colored contact lenses. Haibara Ai quickly held them in her palm, opened her mouth, and looked at Tang Ze blankly.

Then she saw an expression on Tang Ze's face that was difficult to describe.

"Hey, are they colored contact lenses?" Ayumi Yoshida was stunned as she didn't see clearly what had fallen. She stood on tiptoe and moved closer to look into Curacao's eyes.

If her heterochromic irises were caused by wearing cosmetic contact lenses, then their search for the person would be completely in vain as their features did not match hers.

Just as she tried to get closer, the sweaty Curacao moved his eyelids with difficulty and suddenly opened his eyes.

After the "beautification contact lens" was removed from Curacao's right eye, the original color underneath was revealed.

It is indeed not the original black, but it is also completely different from the blue left eye. The lack of pigment makes her pupil appear white, similar to the surrounding white of the eye. Combined with the original lines and depressions in the eye, it looks like an uncolored eyeball model, which is a bit scary at first glance.

She muttered to herself as if she had no idea where she was.

"It's on the list, it's all on the list... No, that's not the point, the list is irrelevant... Kumail, please stop—!"

Only after the name came out of his mouth did Curacao open his eyes completely.

She looked at the group of stunned children in front of her who didn't understand what she was saying. She raised her hand to her chest, took a few breaths, and was a little dazed for a while.

Just a moment ago, he was running forward through the noisy crowd, trying to stop Kumail before he could carry out his somewhat crazy plan.

If we can't stop it, we should at least find a way to warn people and not let too many ordinary people get involved. We must not let Kumail so coldly eliminate the code members around Shibuya.

She could understand Kumail's feelings. He wanted to weaken a behemoth like the organization from within. Just lying dormant and not taking any action was just empty talk.

Kumail has been doing a good job of using the excuse of missions to provoke competition for resources and using information to destroy institutions of all sizes controlled by the organization, just like cutting capillaries bit by bit.

But even if it was for this purpose, it would be extremely irrational to create such a large-scale explosion and take the opportunity to get rid of those people.

She knew that the list she had come across might not be the truth, because she had long realized that Kiel, Kiel, she—

"'Kumair'?" Yoshida Ayumi, standing on tiptoe in front of her, repeated the name. "Is this the name of your friends or family?"

"No, I mean..."

Hearing these syllables coming out of the mouth of a young, ignorant child, Curacao couldn't help but tremble.

She was about to offer a feeble explanation when her eyes turned and she saw the smiling face of the person who was still patting her shoulders.

"Did you remember something, Miss Sonia?" Tang Ze looked at Curacao, whose eyes were almost popping out of their sockets with fear, with a smile on his face. "That's really, really great."

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"I didn't mean to question your decision."

Toru Amuro looked at the dark mirror in front of him, leaned back on the chair, raised his hands and made a casual gesture.

"But honestly, I don't quite understand your thinking. If Curacao is so important, why put her through such a risk in the first place? Gathering information like this is the same for anyone else."

For Rum, Curacao's disappearance occurred after he broke into the public security database.

Amuro Toru has not yet figured out what Curacao stole and how he passed it to Rum, but his intuition tells him that there must be a reason why Rum insisted on letting Curacao do this task instead of Kumail, whose success rate seemed higher.

On the surface, the other party was targeting the information related to undercover agents collected by the public security department, that is, he and Jing Guang.

The National Police Agency is right next to the Metropolitan Police Department. As a detective who is already very familiar with the police force, Kumail is less likely to arouse vigilance when entering and leaving the Metropolitan Police Department.

In the end, the processed version that Tang Ze handed over to them covered more than just the list information. It can also be seen that the so-called NOC list was just a cover for Rum.

Now that Curacao is missing and out of contact, even if some information is passed on to Rum, it may not be comprehensive.

This is most likely the reason why Rum is so impatient now.

"I have my own plans, Bourbon, don't question my decisions."

Behind the one-way mirror, leaning back in a recliner, Rum, who was clearly in a bad state, answered indifferently, even lacking his usual calculating and slick tone.

"I don't care whether Curacao can come back or not, but those things cannot fall into the hands of others."

The fact that Curacao lost contact with him after he was injured dealt him a huge blow, not only mentally but also physically.

Now half of Rum's face is wrapped in bandages, and the eye patch has completely changed from its original protective purpose to a medical device.

Knowing what kind of people his subordinates were, Rum certainly wouldn't show weakness at this time. So even though he was recuperating at the New Mika Hotel, he still set up a one-way mirror when meeting others, and only communicated with the next room through electronic devices.

Just like the old lion king, he cannot show any sign of weakness, otherwise the young lions will discover his flaws.

"It's still unclear whether she's dead or alive. If she survives, her brain would be nearly broken." Amuro Toru spread out his hands, undeterred by the other party's tone. "If it's for information security..."

"No, I'm not talking about something vague and illusory." Rum interrupted him. "Kumair is now in charge of the task of hunting down Curacao. Whether he's dead or alive, he'll bring back an answer."

"He's honored that you trust him so much." Amuro Toru replied with a hint of sarcasm, "So why did you call me here?"

It is true that Kumail and Bourbon are each other's stumbling blocks, which is their inherent character setting, but Kumail has already been responsible for the aftermath and silenced the witnesses, and now Bourbon is involved. Do they really want to assign a supervisory team to the supervisory team?

It was not until Toru Amuro asked this question that Rum finally stopped beating around the bush and stated his true purpose.

"There's something in Curacao's right eye. There's no need to dig it out directly. Just pry open her eye and the thing will fall out on its own."

Knowing that the main event was about to begin, Toru Amuro finally put away some of his relaxed attitude, crossed his arms, and pretended to listen attentively.

"Of course, if Kumail can bring her back alive, this won't be a problem. But if she's dead... you go find something like this for me."

This sentence comes with a prerequisite, but both parties in the conversation have understood the logic behind it, which is that Kumail cannot bring back a living Curacao.

It is difficult for Curacao to escape from Kumail's pursuit now, and Kumail will definitely kill Curacao when facing Curacao.

"You seem very confident that she's still alive." Amuro Toru teased her before asking, "What are its characteristics?"

"After all, Curacao is a subordinate I personally trained. She's a blank slate, chosen by me. She's quite capable, and even in extreme danger, she won't die easily." Rum touched his eye patch and spoke confidently, "As for that thing, once you see it, you'll understand what it is."

Amuro Toru listened to his orders, tapping the back of his other hand with his fingers. Thoughts kept popping up in his mind, but he rejected them again and again.

Rum was not joking. This cunning guy would only express himself in such a certain tone when he was very sure of the facts.

The secret device that can be installed in the right eye is very important, so important that Rum is unwilling to reveal it to Kumail, who is actually carrying out the mission, and he also chooses Bourbon, who has a bad relationship with Kumail, to complete it...

It's unlikely to be an embedded device, but otherwise...

Could it be that Curacao's right eye, like Rum's, was removed for some reason and then replaced with a prosthetic eye?

Is this the real reason why Rum trusts Curacao so much? Is it because Curacao has a device installed in his head that Rum can monitor and control at any time?

In a sense, the truth was revealed to Toru Amuro, and a look of realization appeared on his face. "I think I understand what you mean. But if that's the case, the probability of Kumail discovering it is very high. If he doesn't want to return it, or hides it..."

Let's just consider it as part of Bourbon's probing. Rum's answer was very straightforward: "Then I allow you to attack him directly. It doesn't matter if you get injured. I will take care of the adults."

With a pleasant smile on his face, Amuro Toru nodded: "I'm relieved when you say that. In that case, do you have a rough idea of ​​Curacao's whereabouts?"

Rum narrowed his good eye and searched his memory for a moment.

Of course he knew that Curacao was not dead. Even if he didn't know it before, he knew it just now.

The images that flickered before my eyes seemed to be interfered with and the transmission signal was poor, with only a few intermittent images.

But just from these few pictures, he had already gathered the information he wanted.

Transparent glass, steel structure support outside the glass;

The four-colored searchlights illuminated the sky with vibrant colors, activating Curacao's power and once again activating his own vision connected to it;

Red brick and modern buildings, and the vast blue ocean beyond the buildings;

And, the picture that appears in the last frame——

As the center of gravity was unstable, the vision suddenly tilted backwards, and there were hands supporting the body, and a gentle and sweet smile that could make anyone let down their guard.

The face belongs to Tang Zezhao.

"The newly opened Dongdu Aquarium. Kumail has already found her. I guess you can make a move, Bourbon. Time is money, so hurry up."

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"Did she remember what happened to her? Big sister looks really upset."

Genta Kojima looked at Curacao, who was sitting silently on the examination chair in the infirmary with his head down, poked his friend beside him and asked in a low voice.

"If she's losing her memory, she must have had an accident or some kind of illness, right?" Tsuburaya Mitsuhiko whispered. "Could it be that something happened to her family and it was a huge blow?"

"Why don't we let her rest in the infirmary for a while? She hasn't spoken in a long time."

"If you're in a bad mood, you should go out for a walk. Sitting here is useless..."

The three children were whispering to each other. Curacao, who was standing in front of them, heard everything they were saying, but he just clung to the edge of his chair even tighter without looking up.

Kumail was sitting behind her. She didn't dare go back to observe his reaction. She could only absentmindedly answer the doctor's questions while anxiously thinking about what Kumail was planning.

Kumail didn't run into her in his true identity. Kumail, who was in disguise, probably couldn't kill himself directly, as that would affect his disguise.

Is there still room for maneuver? Will he be willing to let me go because of the pleasant cooperation we had before?

Or was this what Kumail had suggested, a chance to escape? Should he make a final struggle, or should he try to communicate with Kumail?

At least don't implicate those innocent children... She really shouldn't have called Kumail's code name in front of them just now. This must have irritated him...

Her mind was completely immersed in a mixture of hope and fear, and of course she did not notice the few people standing in the other corner of the room waiting.

Ai Haibara tugged at Tang Ze's sleeve, and while Conan wasn't paying attention, she stuffed the black pearl-like object into Tang Ze's hand.

"Please keep it. This is the 'Mermaid's Tears'." Haibara Ai, who was somewhat aware that this might be related to the organization, acted without hesitation.

Even if it needs to be studied, Noah should first check it and confirm that it will not cause bad consequences.

When you don’t understand the nature of an item, the best option is to give it to Tang Ze for safekeeping. He always has his own way.

"I'm beginning to realize that you truly are a researcher trained by the organization."

Catching the smooth ball, Tang Ze couldn't help but complain.

This habit of casually giving nicknames is really well-organized...