The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan.

The search for the group was, of course, fruitless.

The stolen collections were indeed not big items, and as long as the exchange was successful, it would not be difficult to secretly transport them away. However, this group of people did not have many personal belongings with them. Even though they knew that the process was not rigorous, there were many opportunities for people with ulterior motives to transfer them. At least for now, the police had no evidence to arrest any of them.

The only person who encountered trouble during the inspection was Qian Jiangyi, who followed along in his own car carrying a lot of bags.

Megure Jusan looked at the shovel, lock picking tools, high-intensity flashlight and other professional props spread out in front of him, and looked at Qian Jiangyi with a subtle look: "You said, these are the 'professional tools' you carry?"

General Qian took a look at the things that were turned out on the ground, swallowed his saliva, and said stubbornly, "Yes, yes! This is a treasure hunt. I am here, yes, I am here to be a treasure hunter. There may be some secret passages, treasure houses, ruins that have been neglected for a long time, etc. Then, then maybe..."

Megure Jusan snorted and didn't want to listen to his excuses. He signaled his subordinates to put away all the dangerous items in his bag, and then he signaled everyone to enter the castle.

As he just expressed tactfully, although it is still unknown whether there is treasure in the castle, it should still be very attractive to the unknown treasure thief. Whether for the purpose of protection or surveillance, the police have sufficient reasons to participate in this exploration.

Natsumi Kosaka took a deep breath, cast a secret gaze at the crowd, nodded to the butler, and led the way into the castle.

Although it is a castle that has been built for many years and is very old, Yokosuka Castle, which has always been maintained by a dedicated person, not only does it not look old, but it even has a sense of calmness and luxury bestowed by time.

Influenced by both German and Russian architectural styles, Kiichi Kosaka's architectural aesthetic is quite outstanding. His buildings are gorgeous and complex without being cumbersome. Once you walk in, you will even feel as if you have stepped into a foreign country.

Tang Ze observed the surrounding buildings and gently kicked Kuroba Kaito.

The genuine Shiratori Jinzaburo is an absolute architecture enthusiast. It would be a problem if he had a dull reaction when standing in such a unique building.

Kuroba Kaito, who was about to open his mouth to continue discussing the previous topic, could only shut his mouth helplessly and began to analyze and admire the building in front of him like the real Shiratori.

After all, Kidd was a man of great artistic attainments, so the effect of his improvisation was of course excellent. Even Conan, who had been secretly observing him for a while, silently withdrew his gaze from him and continued to discuss the issue of Scobin with several other detectives.

Seeing that Tang Ze's side had finally quieted down, Mao Lilan, who had been waiting for a long time, took advantage of the opportunity to move closer and asked in a low voice: "Tang Ze, what did Officer Megure and the others just talk about, what was that...?"

She looked at Tang Ze inquiringly for a while, confirmed that no one was paying attention to this side, lowered her voice again, and said in a quieter voice: "What on earth are you and Yuanzi doing..."

During the days in Osaka, Conan, Hattori Heiji and others were busy paying attention to Kid and then to Scoobbin. Their minds were always immersed in the atmosphere of the case and they were not very sensitive to it, but Mao Li Ran was very clear about Karasawa's whereabouts.

As if to avoid suspicion, or to deliberately avoid attracting other people's attention, during the two or three days in Osaka, Karasawa stayed with the girls' group and toured Osaka under the guidance of Toyama Kazuha.

He "accidentally" met Pu Siqinglan many times along the way, and kept testing her identity. He especially liked to use the Chinese language to stimulate her repeatedly, so that Pu Siqinglan reflexively started the whole process of combo when she saw him. They all saw it clearly, and the issues surrounding the art museum were even more so. Even Sonoko herself, who was very nervous, knew very well what Tang Ze, who had even entered and exited the warehouse openly under the leadership of Suzuki Sonoko, was paying attention to and interested in.

Therefore, almost the moment she learned about the list of stolen items, she realized that this matter might be related to Sonoko and Tang Ze.

"…Just as you guessed." Looking straight ahead, Tang Ze admitted calmly.

Mao Lilan opened her mouth, but in the next moment she realized the other people around her, and immediately raised her hand to cover her mouth, and could only look back at him in astonishment.

"Don't worry." Tang Ze gave a soothing smile, "I know my limits."

A little distracted, his thoughts followed Mao Lilan's question back to two days ago.

"You seem to really like these things."

Tang Ze turned around and saw Suzuki Sonoko staring at him with her head tilted, then turned back to look at the display case in front of her and started laughing.

"I really like it." Tang Ze did not hide his thoughts at all.

Suzuki Sonoko frowned strangely.

She was indeed not a particularly perceptive type, but she was not a fool either. Although Pu Siqinglan, the stranger, did not know, she was very clear about how abnormal Tang Ze's offensive attitude was. She also fully understood that he was questioning the other party's identity in his words.

"There are so many exhibits with different origins here, but she is a Chinese and she is not interested in these Chinese things at all, and she can't even recognize them. It's quite strange."

"Well, it's much stranger than you thought." Tang Ze stared at the calligraphy and painting in front of him for a moment, and his voice became lighter. "If she is a qualified historian, she should recognize it."

Suzuki Sonoko, who walked beside him, also looked at the display case in front of her, trying to imitate Tang Ze and read the manuscript in front of her word by word for a while, but finally shook her head in confusion.

"Well, I still don't quite understand why everyone is chasing after these things." Folding her arms, Suzuki Sonoko said frankly, "Everyone started calling me a collector, but I know that this doesn't mean that I really have great appreciation skills or love these things, it's just because my family is rich and I have some relationship with Kitagawa-kun."

"Well, there must always be some general labels. Only in a circle will people recognize you and know how to communicate with you." Tang Ze understood what she meant and said half-comfortingly.

Because Suzuki Sonoko herself really has no interest in art, her funding of Kitagawa Yusuke is more like a reflection of the casual behavior of a rich girl. People in the art industry do not want to give up this resource, but it is difficult to give her a suitable positioning. In the end, they had to give her the title of collector to narrow the distance and strive for resources.

For Suzuki Sonoko, this is a good springboard and start given her age, but she may not really like it.

"You are still so good at talking." Suzuki Sonoko laughed and looked at the things framed in the glass cabinet for a while. "You don't seem to be appreciating these things. You seem to be simply regretting their stories. These cultural relics, and the matter of the Egg of Memories that you talked to me about before, I thought you wanted to persuade me to give it to the Russian ambassador. Otherwise..."

"No need." Hearing the meaning behind her words, Tang Ze interrupted what she was about to say, "Although I really want to return the things to their original owners - no matter who it is - but there is really no need. This is just my own idea. You don't have to donate your collection because of my idea."

He knew that the Suzuki family's accumulation was there, and a family that could casually treat the Egg of Memory as a toy for their children might not really care about these collections. For their family, collecting was more like accumulating family wealth and part of their fixed assets. Even if Suzuki Sonoko disposed of them casually, her parents might not have any objections.

The most direct way to solve the problem of the Egg of Memory is to hand it over to Natsumi Kosaka and then send Pu Siqinglan to the police station. Including these things that appeared here because of the special world line and touched Tang Ze's heart, the Suzuki Group can use the name of "returning cultural relics" to easily fulfill his little regret.

Maybe this won't harm anyone. The Suzuki family might be quite satisfied with this reputation bonus, which will help their business layout.

But Tang Ze didn't want to do that.

Getting involved in this kind of thing has an impact on their corporate image and Suzuki Sonoko's personal image. It is even questionable whether that country in this world is his hometown and how he should define it now. It is a bit ungrateful to put a friend on the fire for a little personal sadness.

Just because they have more, we cannot justifiably ask them to contribute, right? Whether they want to contribute or not depends on their own ideas.

Before she could even open her mouth, Tang Ze rejected her idea in a soothing manner. Suzuki Sonoko could not help but lower her head: "No, I just have some... some..."

Some people feel sad for Tang Ze.

There is no doubt that Suzuki Sonoko is a generous person, especially to her friends.

She cherishes Xiaolan and Kudo Shinichi, who grew up with her, very much. It is normal for her to spend money lavishly and travel around the world with her best friend. She is also never stingy in using the little resources she has to fulfill her friends' wishes. If Tang Ze really cares so much, it would be no big deal to help him.

However, when she heard Tang Ze admit that he liked these things very much, she suddenly realized that she had known Tang Ze for such a long time. Although they went to school together and spent every day together, what kind of personal hobbies did he have? What were his own thoughts? Should he just accept his fate and stay in Tokyo until the end of the protective observation period, or find ways to fight and change his fate... She had no idea about these things.

Tang Ze is a good listener, and even better at adjusting the atmosphere. He uses the power of words and actions to easily influence other people's emotions and deeply understands what others want, so he knows each of them so well.

But what about himself? When he has emotions and needs someone to adjust for him, who can he talk to? Could it be that his so-called listening ability is just a means to cover up his inability to reveal his inner thoughts? Or maybe he has some deep secrets hidden under the illusion of daily life, and he just pretends that nothing has happened...

A special illness, a special background, a special living situation, and these, strange abilities that I couldn't tell where they came from...

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Being strong and emotionally stable are supposed to be good qualities, but it would be unfair if, because of this, such people could not get care from others and had to keep some bitter secrets to themselves.

After being silent for just a moment, Suzuki Sonoko raised her head again.

"Forget it, let's not talk about those negative things. There will always be a way to have the best of both worlds!" She looked at Tang Ze and said very seriously, "Also, if you have any, um, secrets that you can't tell for some reason, please tell me when you have the chance, okay? No matter how bizarre what you want to say is, I will definitely believe you."

Tang Ze smiled and shook his head. He turned around and was about to say something when a sound of shattering suddenly rang out.

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"...Yes, this is a photo of my great-grandfather and Nicholas II. Here are some photos of him taken in Russia."

"Hmm, I don't think I've seen any photos of your great-grandmother..."

"Yes, it may be because of the turbulent times when they got married, or it may be lost later... My great-grandmother was still very young when she died, and probably didn't have time to leave so many photos. At that time, it was too difficult to take a photo. So I never knew what she looked like."

"Hmm, I see..."

Karasawa was brought back to his senses by the voice of Natsumi Kosaka. He turned his head and saw a wall covered with black and white photos, full of retro style.

Except for the policeman and Maori Kogoro who were still talking to her, the attention of several guys with different thoughts had obviously turned to other places. They were constantly paying attention to every corner of the study with secret eyes, expecting to find a special mechanism or secret door in the next moment.

Especially Qian Jiangyi, all his tools were confiscated. Under the police's sight, he was too embarrassed to openly openly openly open up the interior of other people's houses, and the anxiety on his face could hardly be hidden.

With so many detectives in such a small place, it's only a matter of time to find the secret passage. However, Kogoro Mouri is trying to quit smoking now, and without his magical cigarette, the time may be extended a lot.

"Excuse me, where is the restroom?" Knowing that there would be no result here for the time being, Tang Ze took two steps back and asked the housekeeper, "I feel a little suffocated here, I need to take a rest for a while."

The butler glanced at the restless crowd and nodded in understanding: "Walk to the end of the corridor and turn right."

This was the study that once belonged to Kiichi Kosaka, and it was the most likely place to find clues.

Since there is no clue to the so-called second egg, detectives, police and collectors will probably not let it go so easily. It is normal for those who are not interested in watching others solve the problem to find an excuse to leave and take a rest.

Anyway, the castle is now full of police officers, so there is no need to worry about people's safety or the safety of the castle. The butler was very understanding.

Tang Ze thanked him, then walked out of the door, walked out of the study with a tense atmosphere, walked to the end of the corridor alone, bent down to support himself on the windowsill, and looked up at the sky.

He didn't have to wait long before the first footsteps approached.

"Um..." The footsteps stopped one meter behind him. The person hesitated for a moment, then asked, "It may be a bit presumptuous to ask this, but sir, I want to confirm, you, you are..."

Kosaka Natsumi tightened her fingers and confirmed that there was no one else around before she asked hesitantly in a low voice, "Are you Kaito Kidd?"

I knew she would ask questions, but I didn't expect her to be so straightforward: "..."

Meeting her gaze that was filled with some vague expectation and uneasiness, Tang Ze swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

Forget it, we have all agreed to swap crimes, so I won’t ruin someone’s act… At worst, I can just play dumb and pretend that it’s Kaito Kidd in disguise…

Just like that, Tang Ze's expression became calm again after he recovered.

"……I could be the one."