The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan.

"This isn't a police camera." Makino Yosuke stared at the footage for a moment and quickly made his judgment. "Both the specifications and the operating system are completely different from the cameras at China Unicom's European Monitoring Center. They've hacked into civilian cameras near the hotel..."

As part of the city's surveillance system, deploying surveillance facilities on high-rise buildings is conducive to all-round coverage and is also convenient for monitoring main roads and crowded areas. The ability to capture Senator Mario in the hotel is the result of adjusting the perspective.

This sniper, no matter which side he belongs to, can cooperate with the surveillance camera's actions. He must have been aware of the surveillance coverage and it is impossible for him to appear in a position where he can be captured.

Therefore, the image displayed on the screen must be the monitoring area that is not included in the system.

As if in response to his words, the Joker at the top chuckled twice and snapped his fingers.

Another card was turned over, and the angle of view was higher, and it was a helicopter that was accelerating.

It is not difficult to judge from the direction that this helicopter is going to pick up the sniper.

This time, no additional explanations or orders were needed. The police and buoy staff began making calls one after another. For a while, the high-tech control room was filled with noisy sounds in various languages, and it had become a customer service center.

Kuroda Bei was one of the few people who remained relatively calm.

He studied the young man, whose only illuminated area was a patch of hair and chin, with a playful smile on his lips, for a moment before taking two steps forward. "Although you've appeared before the camera more than once, this is the first time we've had a direct conversation. Joker, I believe your goals align with ours, and you're definitely not someone who wants to endanger others. To avoid alerting the enemy, some of this information shouldn't be shared with everyone. I hope you can remain calm."

Knowing full well that the people shown in the picture were actually all related to the organization, Conan couldn't help but turn around and carefully look at this black-faced policeman who seemed to have just arrived at the Investigation Division.

His words were somewhat implying that they knew who was in the picture, and in order to protect the safety of others, it was not appropriate to continue to disclose and organize the relevant information.

Does this policeman know the existence of the organization?

Under Kuroda Hei's scrutinizing gaze, the boy in the picture tilted his head, as if thinking about the meaning of his words, and soon raised his finger.

"Don't worry about that, sir. You'll soon understand why."

"What are you going to do?" Kuroda Bei showed no sign of letting up and took another step forward. "The Pacific Buoy is an Interpol project. Whether you're happy with its existence or not, it's not a system you can handle casually. This issue is extremely complex..."

As he spoke, he carefully observed the people in the picture, not daring to miss any details.

Unlike Conan, who is very clear about some detailed intelligence of the organization, in his perspective, the Phantom Thieves' unscrupulous announcement this time should be largely because they discovered Binga who was undercover here, and believed that the entire facial recognition system had fallen into the hands of the organization. The purpose this time is probably to destroy this facility and prevent it from becoming a pawn of the organization to cause endless harm.

Kuroda Beibei could understand his thoughts, and even considering the consequences, this might be a better option. Giving up radical projects that could not guarantee safety was also a solution, but standing in the current position, some things had to be said.

"I know, sir, I know." Joker's voice remained unwavering as he wiggled his fingers. "I didn't expect them to agree to our plan. But we're thieves. If a thief wants something, the thief will take it himself."

After saying that, the person in the picture sat up straight again and snapped his fingers again.

Almost at the same time, the sniper in the surveillance video seemed to have noticed something was wrong. He put away his gun, stood up quickly, and tried to leave the edge of the rooftop and hide himself again.

In everyone's shocked eyes, a black object rushed towards the sniper in the picture at an extremely fast speed.

The surveillance footage could not pick up any sound, so they could only watch as silent flames erupted before their eyes, and the blazing fireball instantly engulfed the people in the picture.

Then there was a helicopter flying towards the rooftop.

Thick smoke billowed and flames shot into the sky.

The two windows only played to this point, and seemed to have completed their tasks. They quickly went black and closed automatically.

As if not at all affected by the explosion on the screen, Joker simply opened his palm and made a fist again.

"Whether it's a Pacific buoy or sin itself, we'll take it."

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“…You, you’re just like this…”

Looking at the helicopter that had exploded into a fireball and was falling towards the top of the building, Judy didn't even have time to raise her hands to block the pungent smell that was almost coming towards her face. She looked in shock at the two people who nonchalantly began to put away the transmitters on their shoulders.

Ireland glanced at the blonde, confused as to what she was shocked about. "Isn't this what you brought?"

You brought the rocket-propelled grenade here for people to use. Now that it has been launched, why do you look like you were completely surprised?

"No, this is different from what we agreed. This is in Germany, doing this will cause problems, and he didn't tell me that the purpose this time was to directly... forget it." Judy held her forehead and groaned helplessly.

Curacao, who knew a little about her identity, looked at her sympathetically, but he still put away his weapon without hesitation.

She very much agreed with Tang Ze's style of doing things, but she was a little impressed by how he persuaded the FBI agent who had not fallen into evil to give RPGs to the two former killers.

Attack is the best defense. If you want to protect your target, the best way is of course to eliminate the threat directly.

"You'd better hurry up. From what I know about them, they won't die just by doing this." Ireland shook his head. "The organization's snipers are as hard to catch as rats. If we don't hurry up, they'll go into some manhole again."

It's not that he has any opinion on snipers, but Ireland has come into contact with sniper talents from so many organizations and has fully experienced the level of these people.

He once suspected that the organization's training only taught two items: sniping and escape.

A few years ago, Scotland was discovered to be an undercover agent. Despite a large-scale deployment and a tight net to capture him, he was still able to escape for over 72 hours. This was also due to the fact that the area he was in at the time was inherently dangerous.

The same thing happened to Shuichi Akai a year ago. Gin himself came on the scene and chased him relentlessly, all the way out of Japan but still couldn't catch him.

He had reason to believe that Cohen and Chianti, who had worked diligently in this position for so many years, would only become more slippery and could not be dealt with by a single rocket.

"I'll be there right away! You two..."

Without waiting for Judy to ask any further questions, Curacao and Ireland, who had handled the scene skillfully, had already grabbed one side of the zipline, jumped down, and quickly disappeared into the shadow of the building.

"...What on earth is Tang Ze doing right now?"

Judy adjusted her glasses. Besides worry, she felt an irrepressible shock in her heart.

Tang Ze, who entered the organization as an informant independently, developed almost repressive control over many of the organization's actions in such a short period of time, and at the same time, did not arouse the slightest suspicion.

The reason why Shuichi Akai valued this stubborn child so much was probably because he saw this potential.

Xiu, so, this child can't watch you die, and this is also part of some secret plan, right?

Suppressing her surging emotions, Judy picked up her handbag and quickly ran towards the stairs.

Kamal was still waiting downstairs, and she had to meet him as soon as possible.

We must not give up any chance to catch these shadows of the organization, even if it is just a tiny bit!

On the other side, Ireland and Curacao, who had completed a descent and arrived at the designated location, quickly changed their disguises and walked out of the storage room of a shopping mall, passed through the emergency exit and entered the mall, also discussing the same topic.

"Even RPGs were able to be obtained. Judging from the woman's appearance, this might not be purely illegal equipment... How many people did Kumail involve?"

He put the mask on his face into his backpack and revealed his face again, this time he could no longer hide the shock on his face.

He understood the logic. Kumail was able to get Scotland out, so his strength should not be underestimated. However, it was still jaw-dropping that he could directly receive rocket launchers as support when he came to Europe for a mission.

"There's no point in overthinking it. Will he even give you an explanation?" Curacao remained expressionless. "Go confirm the situation over there. If everything is ok, leave as soon as possible."

Having said that, she was also somewhat shocked in her heart.

I wasn't shocked by Tang Ze's good relationship with the FBI, but I was shocked that Tang Ze could actually convince them to send such a high-level weapon to two completely unknown strangers...

Is he really dealing with the Phantom Thieves of Hearts and overthrowing the organization, rather than doing something more criminal?

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No one knew what kind of funny scene the two groups of people on the other side of the screen were experiencing, and the atmosphere in the submarine was solemn.

"Cohen and Chianti, they won't be killed like this, right?" Mizuno Rena almost laughed out loud, she pressed the corners of her mouth and put on a heavy expression.

"Not dead yet." Vodka's face was rather grim after he returned from the cockpit after answering the call. "But Cohen is injured. They are hiding from the police."

To say that I was hurt is a more euphemistic way of saying it.

The fact that Cohen survived a rocket-propelled grenade at such close range was a testament to his quick reflexes, good equipment, and agile response.

This is a weapon used to deal with armored vehicles. It doesn't require very precise aiming and can cause large-scale casualties. Being hit by such a bullet is already a life-saving blessing.

"Wow, it's quite difficult to kill." Tang Ze, who was hiding behind the monitor, sighed sincerely.

As expected, it is the black side in this world. Considering the number ratio between the red and black sides, it is indeed difficult to get a job without the one-on-many ability to beat the Australian kangaroos.

It is not easy to understand it simply, but it is okay. Keeping Crouching Dragon and Phoenix to continue outlining the human body so that Gin doesn’t have to change to a better sniper is also a strategy.

"Just keep your mouth shut." Vodka glared at him, feeling like he had rolled his eyes in a year in the past two days.

Sometimes he could sympathize briefly with Bourbon.

Although Kumail was definitely a useful subordinate, and there was almost no chance of failure when working with him on a mission, and even if a failure occurred, he could still play the role of a backup, but the more he got along with Kumail, the harder it was to suppress the murderous intent of strangling him to death.

How come Kumail, such a good guy, has a mouth?

It's all Shigehiko Tsuguchi's fault. A good seedling was raised into a madman, who also has good abilities. It's a huge disaster for the organization.

"Brother Gin will be here to meet us soon. You should deal with that woman as soon as possible. We have to hurry." Giving up normal communication with Kumail, Vodka directly gave his request.

Their target is Naomi, and the only conflict that needs to be resolved is her unwillingness to cooperate with the organization's needs and work hard for the organization.

Now that Kumail is here, Vodka has reason to believe that there is no need to use any violence or coercion. Even if he just lets Naomi go back, it will be easy to make her obedient through Kumail.

"This is a piece of cake, there's no need for any extra preparation." Tang Ze waved his hand, looking uninterested. "But you'd better persuade Gin not to come here unless it's something serious. It's not worth it for just one Binga."

Naomi, who was struggling and protesting, had been sent back by Rena Mizunashi. Without outsiders around, Tang Ze certainly couldn't continue to suffer the humiliation of being dragged around, so he broke free from the rope himself.

"What are you talking about?" Vodka's eyebrows jumped fiercely. "Brother's helicopter is almost here."

To be more precise, the signal from Gin has been received, and the submarine has now entered the surface stage, ready to allow Gin to board the ship normally from the bridge.

Tang Ze smiled, said nothing, and pointed to the monitor below.

After all, this is not the Pacific Buoy's system itself. It is just a computer that has gained system permissions through a backdoor program, and it does not display the same gorgeous visual effects as the scene.

But since they were also originally enlarging the surveillance footage of Senator Mario, the content displayed on the screen at this moment was similar to what was seen on the buoy.

The two windows disappeared with the explosion, as if they were also annihilated by the flames.

The only person left on the monitor was Joker, who had just made the declaration, and was laughing softly, just like Tang Ze who was clinging to the monitor frame.

Tang Ze leaned his head forward slightly, letting the spotlight above his head illuminate his face from top to bottom, and asked softly at the same angle as the Joker on the screen.

"The Jack and Queen of Spades are just two cards. Want to guess what the hand will be for Gin and us?"