The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan.

"Huh, huh..."

Belmod took off his foot from the accelerator and leaned on the seat to catch his breath.

The instrument showing the remaining fuel level in front of her flashed an emergency red light. She had already driven to her limit, and tried her best to cover up any traces that might be traced along the way, and finally found this inaccessible forest.

The car window smashed by the football kept pouring the cold evening breeze from the forest into the car. In this excessively quiet night, the chirping of insects and the wind were deafening.

Belmode tried hard to control his breathing and tried his best not to let the pain in his chest affect his ability to move.

Shuichi Akai, who shot her as soon as they met her, must have made up his mind to remove all resistance from her. The trauma caused by this was not small.

Even for her, she would have to spend a month to rest before returning to her normal state.

She pulled out her cell phone from her inner pocket.

Just now, a new message notification had been sent to her mobile phone. There were only a few people who could contact her at this time, and she had to read the content of the message.

"It seems that I have given you too much freedom. Come back to me immediately, Belmod."

Seeing these firm and unquestionable lines, she knew who this message came from, even without looking at the familiar sending address.

She closed her eyes lightly, knowing that her ribs had been severely injured, but she couldn't help but laugh bitterly, allowing the vibrations in her chest to cause more painful tears.

Free?

What kind of freedom is the freedom that the puppet master hands over to the marionette?

She is a rootless tree, a phantom of some arrogant plans, a kite that cannot break free from its ropes...

As she thought about it, she quickly brought up the keyboard with her fingertips and typed a reply.

"I know, I'm sorry, BOSS."

After pressing the keyboard skillfully, she clicked the send button, turned her head and looked at Conan, who was leaning on the passenger seat with his eyes closed.

Well, her short-lived delusion was shattered, and the next matters in Mihua Town can still only be left to Kumel, or even to Bourbon.

What should we do with this child who dares to try anything and can really do it?

Belmode looked at the messy hair on his forehead and the crooked coat on his body, and couldn't help laughing.

In order to disguise Haibara Ai well, he chose a bloated and fluffy cotton jacket for himself. Even if he was very close, the difference in body shape between him and Haibara Ai could not be seen at a glance in a short time.

She raised her hand to straighten his skewed coat. She took a closer look at the black inner jacket on the other person's body, but unexpectedly discovered that some black cables were hidden in it.

The dark color of the clothes absorbed almost all the light, so these cables were particularly hidden. If she hadn't reached out and touched them directly, she doubted that she would have been able to discover them.

Isn't this child just communicating with people on the ship...?

Belmode gritted his teeth, pulled out a switchblade with his backhand, and cut Conan's black jumper directly in the direction of the cable.

Something unexpected appeared there.

"The ECG monitor, and..." Belmod's fingertips trembled as his throat tightened. Without thinking, he raised his hand to unplug the memory device's wiring.

"Don't move." Conan, who had been sleeping with his eyes closed, stopped her movement. "This device is always connected to the communication channel. As long as you unplug it, my heartbeat will stop. Then what you just typed It will be sent out immediately.”

Conan opened his eyes and sat up, no longer pretending to be asleep, and looked directly at Belmode's face that was scratched by shrapnel and stained with debris and blood.

It goes without saying that Belmode’s beauty can become a popular and famous movie star.

However, facing her sad and fragile face with messy makeup, Conan saw deep darkness through her eyes.

From Haiyuan's mouth, he learned that this woman was most likely the indirect executor who caused Tangze's tragedy.

Due to the particularity of the research, there were many members of the organization who had hatred towards her and Karasawa's parents, but not many of them actually had the power to deal with them.

Belmode is one of them.

Underneath this beautiful face with eternal beauty is a ruthless murderer who has devoured countless lives. This is a fact that cannot be denied. Even if those injuries are for the benefit of the organization, her essence is still cruel.

A ghost is also a ghost.

Therefore, even though both Karasawa and Haibara inexplicably believed that they were the more likely candidate to approach Belmod without triggering a fierce resistance from her, Conan was still fully prepared.

"I have memorized the action of pressing the button just now. The signal you sent out will definitely pass through the nearest base station. With my detection device, it will be easy to find the recipient. Even if you kill me now, it will be too late."

As he spoke, he grabbed the cable of the ECG monitor on his body with his backhand.

He fully watched Belmod's movements of pressing the address, and also heard the slight sound of keystrokes coming from the touch screen keyboard.

Because he woke up before he was caught in the car.

For tonight's operation, he specially asked the doctor to prepare a new anesthetic injection formula, greatly reducing the proportion of drugs in it to ensure that even if he was the one who was shot, he would wake up in a short time. .

The reason why it should contain some drugs is because Karasawa and Haibara Ai have been denying his acting skills for ten years.

Rather than being seen through the acting by veteran practitioner Belmode, it would be better to simply add some drugs to make his drowsiness more realistic.

This is a risky decision. Facing gun-wielding members of the organization, losing consciousness may mean never waking up again.

But in the face of Judy and Akai Shuichi's assistance, in the face of Karasawa's promise, and in the face of Haibara's determination, he still did it without hesitation.

"If you catch Shirley, you will definitely find a way to contact your leader, or at least contact a high-level person who can make the decision. Then even if I really die, the information between you and the other party, and maybe the call recording will be all Send it out in ten..." Conan, who held on to the wire tightly, smiled confidently, "Such a sensitive recording equipment cost a lot of money."

Although it was Tang Ze’s money.

Well, it’s not appropriate for a primary school student to always use his father’s credit card to spend large sums of money...

"If you don't want me to expose everything, then take me to see your person who can take care of things. Let's make a break. Don't hide in the fog anymore, Belmod!"

"You..." Belmode looked at Conan in surprise and was speechless for a moment.

She has never underestimated the cool guy's energy. She knows that no matter what appearance this child maintains, the infinite energy in his body is an inexhaustible flame that will burn away all obstacles.

However, she still had not imagined that she could achieve this level.

It's always so unexpected...

Belmode's expression slowly calmed down, and he soon smiled in relief.

That's right, if she can guess it easily, how can he compete with an organization with huge energy?

It was precisely because of his unpredictability and unstoppability that she could always see a glimmer of light and relief in this child.