The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan.

With the cordial invitation from Ran Mori, of course Kogoro Mori had to bring along Karasawa, the weighted sandbag. The four of them quickly got in the car and set off.

"Really? Why did she book a beauty salon in such a remote location? She even has to take a detour to get there..."

"Because it's the beauty salon that Mom always goes to, the hairdresser's skills are very good, so Mom is probably more satisfied with her."

"It's troublesome to go look for her so long in advance."

"Oh, doesn't this mean that she takes today's party very seriously? Isn't it good that she wants to look her best to see you?"

Of course, Maori Kogoro couldn't argue with his increasingly sharp-tongued daughter. He choked up and could only shake his head: "Hey, you keep saying nice things to your mother. I wish she was as emotional as you say."

His relationship with Eri Kisaki is indeed progressing quite fast. At least they don't start arguing after just a few words when they meet. Instead, they can sit down calmly and share their recent work and life.

But if this peaceful state lasts for a long time, Kogoro Mori will become worried.

Those fierce arguments and quarrels are actually evidence that the passion remains. It is precisely because they were once so close that the hurt and anger are so unforgettable that we cannot sit down and talk properly.

Now that things are like this, he can't help but start to worry that their relationship will never go back to the way it was before and can only remain at the stage of mutual respect.

Mao Lilan, who had heard something, raised her eyebrows and said teasingly, "I praised you like this in front of Mom. Is Dad jealous? She didn't dress up so carefully just to see me."

"Hey, why are you doing all this fancy stuff? I've never seen anything like her before..."

"Uncle, why did you agree to drive over to pick someone up so early?" Conan couldn't help but ask back, unable to stand his stubbornness.

Kogoro Mouri choked again and finally quieted down.

According to Conan, Kogoro Mouri's worries were unnecessary.

At this age, they still have to spend half an hour in front of the mirror to worry about a date like young boys and girls. People say that such couples lack passion. Then what kind of couple can be considered passionate?

One sentence knocked out Kogoro Mouri. Conan glanced at Karasawa, who was sitting beside him and listening to their conversation with a smile on his face. Those complicated thoughts couldn't help but start to emerge again.

Does Tang Ze know about the things happening in the organization and what Goro Akechi is doing? If so, how much does he know?

There are many things that Haibara Ai will not tell him actively, which Conan has already tacitly accepted, including information about code-named members and the truth about many of the organization's research. She is the type of person who will never tell you unless you ask her actively.

As for Tang Ze, since he had been with him for so long and had experienced so many things together, unlike Haibara Ai who used to be Shirley, Conan almost never thought about whether his friend would hide some key things.

Of course, he absolutely believed in Tang Ze's position.

The things Tang Ze did for him, Tang Ze's almost instinctive act of saving people, Tang Ze's way of speaking that always took the other person's feelings into consideration...

This kindness and consideration are Tang Ze's basic character. Even during the period of surveillance by the organization, when his personality was suppressed, he would put himself in danger to help others. Even the alienation and indifference he showed at that stage was also to avoid dragging others into the vortex of the organization and to protect innocent people.

Conan never questioned Tang Ze's intentions and goals. His only concern was whether Tang Ze was in a similar situation again, hiding his scars and the ulterior motives of others out of goodwill...

After all, Tang Ze is a good man, but he is also a good liar.

"The beauty salon is just up the hill ahead."

Ran Mouri's voice interrupted Conan's thoughts. Tang Ze, who was sitting next to him, blinked and couldn't help but open his third eye vision and began to observe his surroundings.

If he guessed correctly, this forward shaking of the hand meant that someone was going to go crazy again.

I just don't know if I can stop him from going crazy if I arrive now...

As his gaze turned, a red object flashed in his sight across the car.

The next second, even though there was a car blocking the way, the huge sound of the collision startled everyone in the car and made their expressions freeze.

Kogoro Mouri reacted quickly, slamming on the brakes and frowning.

Any driver who hears such a loud noise while driving on the road will instinctively step on the brakes and check the situation, even if he does not feel the vibration of the collision.

"what?"

"I seemed to hear something being knocked down..."

After confirming that there were no other vehicles on the road, Kogoro Mouri got out of the car and began to check the surroundings.

Conan looked up at the winding road, examined the terrain for a while, had a premonition, jumped up and grabbed the road railing, turned on the flashlight on his watch, and prepared to see what was happening below.

However, the one who was faster than his flashlight was Tang Ze next to him.

Tang Ze climbed over the roadside railing without hesitation, stepped on the concrete slab on the side, jumped over a height of more than three meters, and jumped directly into the space below.

It was not until this time that Conan adjusted the flashlight on his watch and aimed it at the area below.

This is a small enclosed garbage dump, which seems to be an area used to store resource garbage, that is, recyclable clean paper, such as magazines, books, etc. Although it is full of garbage bags, there is no peculiar smell.

However, on top of the neatly stacked garbage, there lay a person with blood dripping from his neck.

"Oh my god, it's a person..." After seeing the scene in front of her clearly, Mao Lilan covered her mouth and took out her cell phone with her other hand. "We have to call an ambulance first, then the police..."

"It was a scratch from a sharp object." Tang Ze, who had already knelt down to check, said, "Is there a first aid kit in the car, Uncle Maori?"

"First aid kit... Tsk, is the one I brought last time camping still there? Let me look for it..."

Kogoro Mouri slapped his forehead, turned around and checked the trunk, but Conan, who had already taken out his mobile phone to take pictures for evidence, couldn't help but pause.

Because Tang Ze took out a roll of gauze from his bag from somewhere, rolled it up very skillfully, and pressed it to try to stop the bleeding.

Although the man seemed to be breathing out more than breathing in, and the cut was covered in blood and could not be seen clearly, it was still possible to roughly see that the cut area was very large and it was very likely that the carotid artery had been injured. This was a very dangerous and very tricky situation.

If no one rescues the person, they will surely die. However, if they offer first aid but still can't save the person, the responsibility certainly doesn't lie with the rescuer. However, considering Tang Ze's mental state...

Gritting his teeth, Conan jumped over the railing as well, slid to their side, and leaned over to check.

Saving a life is indeed crucial, and he cannot let Tang Ze bear this pressure alone.

Only by getting closer and looking carefully with the light on could Conan see Tang Ze's specific movements.

Without touching the wound directly with his hands, after confirming the location of the wound, Tang Ze chose to press the rupture one or two centimeters proximal to the heart with clean gauze, and was very careful to avoid the carotid sinus.

A very standard technique.

Although Tang Ze looked anxious and excited, his movements were precise and restrained.

"The carotid artery was cut. He was lucky that it wasn't completely severed." Tang Ze didn't stop Conan from checking, but just quietly informed him of the situation. "I guess the perpetrator didn't want the bleeding to be too exaggerated."

If the cut is deep enough, it is possible to sever the carotid artery, but if you do that, the gushing blood will instantly contaminate the surrounding environment, and it will be very difficult to clean it up in time.

"However, we still missed the golden time..." Tang Ze sighed and glanced back quickly.

The brightest light source at the scene right now is the flashlight on Conan's watch. Although the Maori father and daughter above have turned on the flashlights on their mobile phones, that little light is simply not enough to illuminate the scene below.

In other words, no one can see his current actions except Conan.

That's no problem.

"Kudo, hold it for me for a while." After weighing the pros and cons, Tang Ze immediately lowered his voice and called Conan.

"Eh?" Conan, who was rarely called that by Tang Ze, was stunned, but his hand had already been pulled over by Tang Ze and pressed on top of the gauze.

Taking advantage of the space he and Conan had created by huddling together, Tang Ze reached into his pocket and, as Conan stared in shock, pulled out a...

"Lidocaine?!" Conan was so shocked after seeing the words on the package at a glance that he almost couldn't control his voice.

Tang Ze quickly pulled out the transparent ampoule bottle, then took out a syringe like a magic trick, poked it into the bottle mouth, and directly drew out the liquid inside.

"Hold it." After giving the reminder, Tang Ze directly found the man's elbow on the ground, accurately touched the other's vein, and inserted a needle.

After the injection, Tang Ze simply pressed the man's chest in this position and performed simple CPR.

"I, you..." Conan didn't dare to relax his hands, and his mouth was inevitably knotted.

He understood the logic, and Conan had basically figured out how Tang Ze's treasure-box-like commuter bag managed to accomplish all these outrageous operations. But this kind of operation of directly taking out first aid medicine on the spot...

Complaints aside, through Tang Ze's quick operation, Conan did feel that the man under his hands, who had a weak reaction, began to move obviously.

After all, his condition was caused by trauma and blood loss, not entirely cardiac arrest. Through this first aid for stopping bleeding and arrhythmia, although there is no guarantee of survival, at least the chance of survival is much greater than waiting here for an ambulance.

"...The ambulance will be here soon. How are you going to explain this?" Seeing Tang Ze finish the operation and fumble in his arms for a while, even taking out the gel, Conan couldn't help but twitching the corners of his eyes.

He began to reflect on what he had said to Tang Ze at the aquarium.

He did tell Tang Ze that survivor's guilt was a normal emotion, and he himself felt it too. He would often have the obsession that he could do more, do better, and definitely save more people and do better...

But what he meant was that detectives actually have the ability to discover problems before a murder occurs, not this kind of preparation?

As long as the deceased is found quickly enough and first aid is provided quickly enough, it won't become a homicide case, right?

Tang Ze glanced at him, applied the gel in his hand to the injured man's neck, and then stretched his hand back.

With a "bang", something heavy fell into Tang Ze's hand.

Conan turned around and saw a brand new first aid kit that had never been opened.

"I bought this when we went camping last time. I haven't checked what's inside... Be careful with it and don't touch the scalpel inside! It's for doctors to use for first aid!" Kogoro Mouri shouted from above.

"Thank you!" Tang Ze responded.

He opened the package without changing his expression, and then in front of Conan, he stuffed the empty transparent ampoule, along with the packaging and the disposable syringe, into the first aid kit.

Conan felt that this was perjury, but he didn't know where to start: "..."

So is this how you use the ability to make your wishes come true?

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"First there was a 'thump', then a 'pop', and then the rolling sound of 'caracara'..."

After reading what he had written in the notebook, Megure Juzo raised his head and looked at Conan, who was speaking seriously, speechlessly.

Tang Ze and Conan stood obediently beside the police officers who were taking photos and collecting evidence. Their hands were covered in blood and they were being collected as part of the evidence at the scene. The blood and fingerprints on their hands had to be removed to avoid interfering with the investigation.

...He understood the logic. The two kind-hearted children wanted to save people and didn't care about anything else. But on one side was the scene with a white line drawn on it, and on the other side were two children with blood on their hands. The scene was still too weird.

"Let's ignore the noise for now." Megure Jusan gave up thinking about it and pointed at the car above. "You followed Detective Mori's car here, and after hearing the noise, you got out and found the deceased, right? You found the victim?"

"Well, the noise was very loud. Uncle Maori stepped on the brakes. I thought our car had hit something, so I quickly got out to check." Tang Ze answered with a very obedient expression.

"After you found the person, you two jumped down and gave him first aid?" Megure Jusan's finger slid down along the position of the vehicle and pointed to the garbage pile with bloodstains still on it.

"Yeah, he looks like he's dying. We can't just watch him die." Tang Ze still looked innocent.

"...Then you found the lidocaine hydrochloride injection and syringe from the first aid kit that Brother Maori gave you, completed the intravenous push, and performed simple cardiopulmonary resuscitation?"

After saying this outrageous narration, Megure Jusan's eyelids were twitching.

It would be fine if this person could be rescued, but if he cannot be rescued after being sent to the hospital, how should the case report be written?

"My parents are doctors." Tang Ze nodded as a matter of course, "I do know a thing or two about first aid techniques."

Conan, who had watched the entire process, now had a very subtle expression: "..."

He confirmed once again that Tang Ze was not a bad person, but he was indeed a good liar.