The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan.

When Tang Ze could hardly feel the energy emanating from Conan and couldn't help but be dazed, Leon's voice came out at an inopportune time.

[You have lived here for so long, even if you use more disguises and try harder to deceive him, a corner of your truth has already leaked out from your body.

Even if there are more considerations and lies mixed in, it is undeniable that you like such a protagonist from the beginning, which is the reason why you keep learning about this story.

Don't forget the most fundamental reason why you didn't tell him the truth—he really is a guy who is very good at seeing through everything, destined to pierce through the fog and swamp and see the truth clearly.

【Rank up! Rank 6! 】

【coop——Destiny Shift 2nd】

[A brand new road has opened up, and you have embarked on a new life with no turning back and no fear.

Even if I were to look upon all my future selves, I would not be able to make any judgment for you.

Next, it is you who should judge the future. 】

Tang Ze couldn't help laughing, and slowly tightened his fingers, holding the pendant tighter.

No matter how good a mirror is, if you want to see your own image, you need the help of another mirror.

Sure enough, even a psychologist himself needs to find another psychologist to analyze his inner self clearly.

"Thank you for your comfort, Kudo. I'm much better now." After laughing, he stuffed the pendant into his pocket and stood up. "I do suffer from PTSD, but I'm actually fine now. This problem doesn't affect my life much."

Conan raised his eyebrows and did not directly refute Tang Ze's statement, but his eyes were full of distrust.

Really? Then why did Huiyuan say that not only had Tang Ze stopped taking his medication, but he hadn't even told her the specific symptoms.

He knew that Tang Ze, who was so emotionally stable and optimistic about life, should not normally have such a sudden emotional breakdown or loss of control. Those behaviors were definitely pathological.

"Really? I've been taking medicine for a long time, and my stress symptoms have improved a lot." Tang Ze shrugged and said the truth, "My current condition is not yet at the level that affects my health."

Conan narrowed his eyes and before he could figure out how to refute this statement that sounded like he was avoiding medical treatment, Tang Ze waved behind him.

“The fountain show at night is really nice!”

A few children who had ridden the Ferris wheel again ran over excitedly, chattering about what had just happened.

"Really? The lights aren't particularly noticeable during the day, but they're so beautiful at night!"

"Because the main decoration of the Ferris wheel is lights, including the screen..."

"Didn't Conan say on the way here that this must be for the night view effect?"

Although the beautified appearance built purely with LED screens seems to lack childishness and fantasy, the trendy effect is indeed attractive enough. At least the children are very satisfied with this Ferris wheel.

The Ferris wheel, whose design was criticized by Karasawa and Haibara Ai for a long time, at least completed its historical mission of reducing light pollution.

Kojima Genta smiled and shook the hand he was holding. "But it's nice to be able to ride the Ferris wheel with Sister Sonya this time... Sister, is your head no longer hurting?"

Curacao turned his gaze in the direction of Tangze.

Tang Ze stood there with his hands in his pockets, looking relaxed and at ease, as if he was unaware of the passage of time and had no fear at all, and didn't feel the impending pressure at all.

It seems that Kumail is indeed prepared...

"It doesn't hurt anymore. I've already remembered a lot of things." Curacao smiled awkwardly at the children who cared about him, "Don't worry about me."

"So, does that mean Sister doesn't need to go to the hospital?" Yoshida Ayumi blinked and smiled happily. "That's great. Sister doesn't like hospitals so much, so it's a good thing that she doesn't have to go."

"...You're right. Someone will come to pick me up." Curacao touched her head and gave an affirmative answer.

Whether it leads to heaven or hell, someone will come to pick her up.

"It's almost our turn. It's time to go eat." Tang Ze shook the number plate in his hand and pointed to the restaurant behind him.

Like other buildings in the aquarium, the restaurant is also decorated in a cartoon-like pirate ship style to match the theme. Combined with the sailor uniforms of the staff, it is very eye-catching.

The children's attention was immediately drawn to the restaurant. They no longer paid attention to the questions raised by Curacao. Led by Tang Ze, they walked towards the restaurant door with great interest.

Seeing that Curacao finally escaped from their hands, Conan couldn't help but look at Haibara Ai and gave her a worried expression.

After regaining her memory, even though Curacao was kind to Tang Ze for special reasons, she was still on the side of the organization. It was impossible to expect that just by spending one day together, the other party would change their position and be willing to disobey the organization for a few children they had just known for one day.

If she brought back any information related to Tang Ze's current state intact, disaster would be waiting for them.

What should be done? Should Tang Ze try to interfere with Curacao? Or should he keep a low profile, avoid arousing Curacao's suspicion, and let her leave quietly?

Haibara Ai was quite helpless when she heard Conan's emotions.

Conan's anxiety is logical, but Tang Ze is not a logical person.

Even after leaving the organization, Curacao is still a killer trained since childhood and is unlikely to stand on the side of light and justice.

For Curacao, if the person who took her in was not Tangze, and the person who had contact with her was not Kumail, the situation would have developed in a dark and melancholic direction.

It’s not that Haibara Ai lacks kindness, it’s just that the situation is too dangerous. If they are not careful, both she and Conan will be caught up in the bloody storm.

As for now...

"Don't overthink it, Edogawa. She'll just think it was Karasawa who discovered her identity, and she might even be upset about leaking some information about the organization. She won't have time to care about us." Haibara Ai tidied her hair, took the initiative to lift her feet, and followed the person in front of her. Her tone was calm and firm, "There's nothing to worry about. Let it go."

"Habara..." Conan could only catch up with her and whispered, "Do you mean to let her go back?"

"What else? Are you going to hand her over to the police? Don't be so naive." Huiyuan Ai asked calmly, "Not to mention that doing so will only alert the enemy, we have no evidence at all. At most, we can temporarily detain her because of her identity or illegal entry. How can we prove that she is a killer?"

Without mentioning her identity, it would be difficult to prove the existence of the organization to the police.

There are so many mentally ill conspiracy theorists. There are still people who believe in the flat earth, the existence of the Illuminati, and the shadow government. If they call the police and the police take it seriously, then they are mentally ill, right?

Conan's mind flashed with the thought of Akai Shuichi who had arrived. He was about to say that there were other ways, but after thinking for a while, he closed his mouth again.

Shuichi Akai has already left the FBI and is acting independently, while the FBI...

When the two of them made the plan, they did not inform anyone else in the FBI except Kamal who assisted them. The results have proven how they performed in the end.

Handing Curacao over to the FBI might make things even more dangerous than they are now...

"Don't worry so much, there's no point in worrying." After fixing her hair, Huibara Ai added, "Let her decide for herself. If she doesn't want to go back, the organization won't let her go easily. Whether she can survive the pursuers is another matter. Even if she wants to go back and succeeds, she won't necessarily be let off easily."

"Will the organization hold me accountable just because I lost my memory due to injury during a mission?" Conan frowned.

"Even if the organization believes that she has not defected and has not betrayed the organization's information, the process of interrogation and confirmation of loyalty is inevitable." Haibara Ai answered tactfully.

This is a common process, and Rena Mizunoshi cannot avoid it even if she returns.

Interrogation, brainwashing, considering Curacao's background, there might be even more cruel experiments or other...

If it weren't for Tang Ze who could take it over, in Haibara Ai's opinion, it would be hard to say which is the worse choice, returning to the organization or choosing death.

As for herself, she had mistakenly believed that Karasawa was dead, and that the current Karasawa was actually Kumail in disguise. The "condition" she offered was to exchange her own death for the safety of others and to protect Kudo Shinichi's secret. She never considered going back.

Conan's brows furrowed even tighter, and his worry shifted from one direction to another.

So, if I don't intervene in Curacao's affairs at all, wouldn't that be a form of abandoning the cause?

"There's no point in worrying so much. Kudo, each of us has our own destiny to face. The price of wanting to bear this fate for others is very high." Huiyuan Ai thought of Tang Ze and curled her lips, "Don't make such a decision lightly."

Being able to intervene in these matters and meddle in cause and effect with overwhelming strength and means like Tang Ze requires a huge price to pay.

She looked at Tang Ze in front of her, who was calming the jumping children with one hand, taking the menu with the other hand, and talking to Dr. Agasa with a smile, and felt emotional in her heart.

Tang Ze looks like nothing happened, but who can really figure out what he has done behind the scenes?

----

"You're going to use a helicopter?"

After hearing what was said on the phone, Vermouth's eyes twitched for a while, and the eyeliner in her hand shook, almost going astray.

Kumail's target was Curacao, but Curacao neither ran nor jumped and was already locked onto by Kumail.

If he wants to kill Curacao, no one can stop him. With Kumail's ability, there is basically no need for others to clean up and deal with the aftermath after the death. Curacao will just wither silently in the darkness and does not need any support at all.

If he didn't intend to kill Curacao, according to the results of the previous test, he might let Curacao go, but that would only happen secretly and would not be noticed by others.

In short, this mission is completely under Kumail's control. Success or failure can only prove Kumail's will, and no human assistance is needed.

This is not an emergency rescue, so what's the point of using a helicopter?

Even in an emergency rescue, Gin would only choose a simpler and more brutal method.

The last time he used a helicopter, it was because Ireland had run to the top of the East City Tower, which was nowhere to be found. It would have been too difficult to complete the sniping operation without a helicopter. This time...

"I have a plan, and I'll check out the equipment." Gin's voice was calm and indifferent. "It can also satisfy Rum's curiosity."

Vermouth was stunned for a moment, then quickly understood: "Ah, is it the new batch of equipment? Why do I remember it was..."

Gin didn't respond, apparently agreeing with her idea.

After the last helicopter was damaged and crashed, Bourbon had a considerable advantage in this regard because he had already controlled several docks and shipping channels. It was Rum who was responsible for replenishing these equipment to the strongholds and branches.

This helicopter should have been "asked" for by Gin from Rum. It was not required for any mission, but Gin took the opportunity to express his dissatisfaction and make Rum bleed.

Think about it too.

Bourbon and Rye had a personal grudge, and wanted to take the opportunity to challenge Rum, so he began to doubt whether Rye was dead at all.

The problem is that questioning whether Shuichi Akai is dead is questioning Rena Mizunashi, and even more so questioning Gin, who participated in the rescue of Rena Mizunashi and witnessed the scene of death with his own eyes.

So if the result of a thrilling chase and battle is false, it means either the loyalty of the participants is questionable and they cooperated with Shuichi Akai to create a deception, or the ability of the participants is questionable and they were tricked in front of them without realizing the truth.

——In Gin's ears, it might have both meanings.

Rum certainly didn't have this idea, and he didn't want to provoke Gin's dissatisfaction, but if he brought it up to Gin like this, it would be no different from pointing at Gin and scolding him for being incompetent.

No matter who insults you, it is not as insulting as being insulted by Rum.

"Well, if you insist, I don't think Kumail has any reason to object." Vermouth shook her head, leaned back in front of the mirror, and added a section of eyeliner to the corners of her eyes. "I'll send you the password and then contact Kumail."

It is impossible to dispatch equipment of this size without the permission of more than two code members.

Of course, Rum would not agree to this as the code member with this authority. Bourbon was thrown out by Rum like a Poké Ball to catch Kumail, so of course he would not agree to it either. Gin naturally found Vermouth.

Gin was quite satisfied with the affirmative answer, but before hanging up the phone, he still gave a cold reminder.

"Whatever you are busy with, don't forget your mission. I don't need to tell you how important this matter is."

Vermouth's fingertips stiffened for a moment, but she quickly regained control of her fingers and moved the eyeliner away steadily.

"...Don't worry. That's the organization's most important plan. I know what's important and what's not."