The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan.

"Recruited?"

"I confessed everything, including the situation of Genji Hotaru."

"What about the murder? Did you admit it?"

"Yes, the evidence is irrefutable. How could he deny it? He did dispose of the murder weapon, but the record of him using the security company's location-based anti-lost service to recover it is still there. There are also records of his communications with certain people on his computer."

"Well……"

Ayanokouji Fumimaro crossed his arms and looked at Nishijo Taiga, who was slumped there and answered almost every question. He felt something was wrong.

The awkward part is not that the case was ultimately solved by a few young detectives, but that these young detectives are still constantly shirking responsibility, saying that it wasn't their credit.

The detective finished the reasoning properly, but still emphasized that the final successful solution was due to the Phantom Thief of Hearts. Is this reasonable?

"Police department!"

He was just pursing his lips and pondering the secret of this matter when the police officer in charge of the search ran out of the temple in a hurry.

"What did you find?" Ayanokouji quickly stood up straight.

In order to prove that Nishijo Daiga is the real culprit of the entire serial murder case, a lot of physical evidence is needed.

If such a typical and sensational case cannot be made into an ironclad case, he will really be eaten alive by the people in the procuratorate.

"Well, what Detective Hattori said might be true, about this..."

The police officer looked at Ayanokouji Fumimaro's serious expression and unconsciously lowered his voice.

Ayanokouji Fumimaro took the card in the evidence bag with a subtle bad premonition.

On a red and black paper card, large and small words cut from newspapers were pasted together to form a...

"A warning letter?!" Maori Kogoro screamed, "I've already come to Kyoto, chase me and kill me!"

No, he just accepted an ordinary lost-and-found commission. If there was anything special about it, it was probably that he ran a little further than before.

What reason did the Phantom Thieves of Hearts have for chasing after him? His travel expenses were covered by Sannoji Temple, but who would cover the expenses of this gang? Wouldn't that be tiring?

Conan glanced at the overconfident Maori Kogoro and changed the subject: "Anyway, when Karasawa-san heard about our plan, he went to find Okita-san, and then..."

Then the murderer and all his men were almost killed by Souji Okita alone.

How can we justify this? The police announcements were only vague, otherwise, after comparing their combat effectiveness, it would be easy to wonder which side was the more dangerous.

"It's not necessarily the work of the Phantom Thief of Hearts. I heard from Conan that the murderer was completely defeated by Okita and was completely exhausted. I can only say that Okita is really strong." Mao Lilan sighed, "When he came to Tokyo before, I did some research, and he really has many championships..."

To be more precise, his record so far cannot be said to be undefeated, but looking at his trajectory along the way, one can feel that this guy will always be invincible in the same age group.

But today, what limits his honors is no longer his ability, but his age, which prevents him from entering the official group. There is no rival for him in the youth group.

"This is the result of using a bamboo sword." Conan added, "He used a sharp knife to fight the criminals this time..."

According to Karasawa, the bamboo sword-wielding version of Okita Souji is already superior to all the members of the organization he has come into contact with in terms of physical skills. With a sharpened knife, he is truly unmatched...

"Hmm, alright." Maori Kogoro looked away angrily, "I suspected Ayanokouji was the murderer before."

"Dad, guess no one is so outrageous, right?" Mao Lilan rolled her eyes.

"Who made him follow us all the time and look so suspicious? It's not good to say bad things about people secretly, but the case of Karasawa happened in Kyoto. If it happened in Tokyo, if you told me that the police department would hire a killer to silence him, I would hesitate for a while when I refute you..." Kogoro Mouri shook his head.

He didn't know much about homicides, but he knew a fair bit about the police.

Fortunately, Karasawa's case happened in Kyoto, a famous tourist city with sufficient police force. However, he failed to cross Osaka and make a serious mistake, so he would not be arrested all the way. Otherwise...

"It's so serious." Mao Lilan was surprised at first, then thought of Tang Ze, and her expression turned a little disdainful. "Then they should be more careful in doing things, instead of being afraid to take responsibility after something goes wrong."

Having witnessed the experiences of Tang Ze and Conan, she guessed that the person behind this case was probably not the police.

Tang Ze has lived in Kyoto for many years, and the bad guys who have no intention of letting him go have been planning for many years.

After so many years of hard work, just to get rid of a minor, the whole process is closely linked and it is not a problem that can be solved with just one sentence.

She understood the logic, but even though they had already noticed the problems with the case, they still hadn't shown any genuine apology towards Tang Ze.

"If it weren't for that dark-skinned guy who was involved in solving this matter..." Kogoro Mouri sneered and didn't explain any further.

If the supervision had not come from other counties and cities, the strategy for dealing with Tang Ze might have been a delay.

If the protection observation period ends and the case is sealed, and the victim has not suffered much damage, the rest can be resolved with a simple apology.

However, this content is not suitable for telling children. His daughter, who currently does not seem to have any interest in being a police officer, has no need to know about this kind of thing, so he quickly changed the subject.

"I'm sorry, abbot. Tomorrow is the exhibition day, but there's still no news about the Buddha statue..." Kogoro Mouri sighed.

He understood the logic. No commission ever guaranteed that everything could be completed. Sannoji was reasonable and had already made it clear that they would not blame him if they couldn't find it. But thinking about his current offer, Kogoro Mori still felt a little guilty.

Conan's eyes drifted away, but he didn't say anything.

Buddha statues? Of course they found them.

As he expected, the Buddha statue was hidden in the bell tower of Yulong Temple.

The reason why the murderer was not found was mainly because the attic where the Buddha statue was placed was very hidden. It was difficult to find the entrance to the attic without a purposeful search.

The question of what exactly was in Hattori Heiji's hand was answered after he saw the statue of Yakushi Nyorai.

The empty white hair on the top of the Buddha statue explained everything, and when the beads were embedded in tightly, it was hard to say whether Hattori Heiji's expression was relieved or dazed.

Their "reasoning" about his first love was confirmed step by step, and this one-sided lovesickness seemed destined to end in vain.

However, Hattori Heiji didn't look as depressed as imagined.

"Sing the handball song?" Toyama Kazuha pointed at herself. "Me, me?"

"Yeah. I can't sing." Hattori Heiji buried his head in writing on a piece of paper and said in a low voice, "I have to write a detailed explanation of the puzzle to the police. Haven't you learned it before? Hurry up!"

"Okay, okay, come on, you..." Toyama Kazuha was a little dissatisfied with being treated as an appendix, but in the end she did not refuse his request.

After this guy came to Kyoto, he was almost completely immersed in the case and didn't mention whether it was his first love or not.

For this reason, please forgive him this time.

"Let me make it clear first, I only learned it when I was a child. If I don't sing well or sing the wrong tune, please don't scream." Yuanshan Heye cleared his throat.

Hattori Heiji didn't look up, but just listened silently to the girl's shy singing, and then silently clenched the pen in his hand.

As expected, it is indeed like this...

He knew that it was unlikely that a girl with Qian Heling's background would have such an encounter with him at that time.

"Haha, you're really joking."

After listening to Ayanokouji's speech, Chiga Ling raised her hand to cover her mouth.

Such an attitude was undoubtedly gentle and elegant, but her disagreement with the police's speculation made Ayanokouji Fumimaro feel a little frustrated.

He had no choice but to interrupt his narration and ask, "So, you don't think your biological father is Yoshitsune, the leader of the Genji Hotaru?"

"If, as you say, he died of illness three months ago, then of course it's not true." Qian Heling smiled subtly, "In fact, I have already discovered the identity of my biological father and contacted him. I haven't sent money to the tea house in the past three months, not because he died, but because I repeatedly told him that I am capable of living independently and can earn money to support myself, so he doesn't have to do this."

"Have you found him?"

"Yes. Please rest assured, he has absolutely nothing to do with Genji Hotaru, and the money he gave me was completely legally obtained."

Ayanokouji Fumimaro closed the notebook in his hand and nodded with mixed feelings.

Okay, so this case didn't even have a chance to flatter. From beginning to end, it was a one-sided show by the detective, and it even brought up the problem of the troublesome Phantom Thieves...

It’s so frustrating. It’s really frustrating.

As he was thinking, the paper door of the room was suddenly opened.

"Inspector! That!"

"What are you doing so recklessly?"

Ayanokouji glanced at the smiling Chika Suzu, scolded his reckless subordinate, then stood up and walked out of the room.

This is Gion, and he doesn't want to leave a strange reputation.

"Well, the police from Tokyo are here." The policeman who was scolded by him lowered his voice obediently.

"Oh, you're here to help confirm the case." Ayanokouji Fumimaro didn't even raise an eyebrow. "Then take them to see the suspect. Why are you so flustered?"

"Someone's already doing this work. Mainly..." The police officer hesitated for a moment, but finally said the rest of the sentence, "Well, the inspector wants you to go back and support the paperwork."

"Ok?"

"Well, a lot of people have surrendered to the Metropolitan Police Department today. The police from Tokyo suggested that we temporarily allocate some staff to handle the paperwork. Otherwise, if there is another wave of surrenders, it will easily lead to a backlog and affect efficiency..."

"what?"

"So..." Hattori Heiji stared at the painting in front of him and sighed, "That little girl is Kazuha."

"You called us over here and spent all this time planning this, just to say this?" Conan's eyes narrowed quickly. "Should I say this isn't surprising at all?"

"Hormone, hormone." Tang Ze, who was holding tea, nodded in agreement.

You want to convince Bu Heiji that he is slow, he is really slow.

Toyama Kazuha's possessiveness and closeness are written all over her face, which is much more obvious than that of the relatively reserved Maori Ran.

She would even take the initiative to approach the opposite sex who was close to Hattori Heiji, and out of a sense of crisis, eliminate the possibility of the other party having an ambiguous relationship with Hattori.

This shouldn't be called secret love, it should be called open love.

At this point, Hattori Heiji didn't notice it at all, and still thought that the girl treated him as a good friend. It can only be said that the inertia formed from playing together since childhood is difficult to change.

But what if he is an intuitive type? In this respect, Hattori Heiji is truly loyal.

From the stage of gender enlightenment to adolescence, the person who really attracted Hattori Heiji has always been the same person. The most you can say is that his intuition is much faster than his brain, and it is really hard to say much about him.

"So, whether you're dreaming or not, it turns out you've been thinking about this all day long. You're thinking too much, aren't you?" Conan couldn't help but laugh when he thought of this.

He said that even though Tang Ze was cute when he was a child, he wouldn't be so cute that it's hard to tell his gender.

His parents were still very good to him. Uh, although they could sense a bit of mischief, they certainly wouldn't dress up their son, who hadn't recovered yet, like a doll. What was that dream Hattori Heiji had?

"Dream?" Tang Ze tilted his head.

"Ah, that's it..." Conan glanced at Hattori Heiji's expression and hesitated to explain, "Uh, eight years ago, at Sannoji Temple, Hattori..."

"...Wait a minute!" Hattori Heiji was staring at the goldfish on the wall angrily, and when he heard the words "Sannoji", he suddenly raised his head.

"What's wrong? Are you embarrassed to tell me?" Conan looked at him sideways.

"No, that's not the point!" Hattori Heiji waved his hand. "The time, the time is wrong?"

Carefully comparing the difference between this dream and reality, who he met was secondary. The most important issue was that he clearly remembered that it was already night when he saw Tang Ze in his dream.

In reality, he was playing at Sannoji Temple at noon and hit his head. He was unconscious for about an hour. After he woke up, he saw He Ye who came out to play in the afternoon.

But in his dream, he had obviously been hit hard. When he opened his eyes, he could hardly see his hand in front of him. It was definitely night.

"What time?" Conan was confused.

"Genji Hotaru stole the Buddha statue at that time," Hattori Heiji emphasized. "I would have picked up the white hair that they didn't have time to return for, which means they stole the statue around that morning. Saijo Taiga saw me at that time, but he didn't catch me in time, so I took the item away."

Then they went back to look for it, but naturally they got no results.

The question is...

"That's not right! When Tang Ze's parents came to Sannoji Temple, the Buddha statues had already been stolen. What were they going to see the abbot for?"

This completely overturns the reasoning they made based on the information they got from Haibara Ai?