Qianyi DK

"Master, the DNA comparison results are out." The chunky researcher brought a report over in a timely manner, with an extremely complicated expression on his face. Looking at the words on the report, he once again suspected that there was a problem with the research institute's equipment. .

Bai Ma took a look at his expression, felt a lump in his heart for no reason, and asked calmly, "Is there anyone for comparison?"

The researcher groaned, and squeezed the thing in his hand, "Personnel with a 100% matching rate... none."

"No? Then this person is most likely not a person in Japan." Nakamori Ginzo didn't care about vomiting with the little devil at this time, and came to a conclusion reflexively.

"Non-Japanese personnel will not take DNA samples, but... there is another possibility." Tan Baima tapped his fingers on the table, his mind was spinning rapidly, and countless ideas emerged in his mind.

"If I confirm my death, the DNA archive can be deleted according to the death certificate, Officer Nakamori." Detective Baima looked at Ginzo Nakamori with a vague meaning, as if confirming this.

"Well, that being said...but if it is a dead person, then the identity and certificates he usually uses will not be allowed by various local governments." Nakamori Ginzo frowned and said with some uncertainty out of their own guesses.

"If you don't have an identity, you can forge your identity." Baima Tan raised his brows, and turned to look at the researcher beside him, "Have you done a close relative comparison? It can't even be compared with the DNA of close relatives."

"Yes, but..." The researcher glanced at Ginzo Nakamori, feeling inexplicably sad. It's fine to let him do a DNA test at night, and let him test out something amazing, which made him How dare he say that.

Bai Ma Tan rubbed his temples irritably, not understanding why a person who is usually quite neat would procrastinate tonight.

"Let me look at it myself." Baima Tan said, took the paper material from the researcher's hand, looked at it carefully, and found that there was indeed no 100% matching ratio. Looking down, a person suspected of being a close relative In the column, there are two bold names and matching two-inch photos.

After reading through the few documents, Baima Tan's gaze towards Nakamori Ginzo became weird, with a little scrutiny, Nakamori Ginzo shifted his position uncomfortably with this undisguised gaze.

"Officer Nakamori, I want to ask you a personal question now." Inspector Baima hesitated for a moment, turned the document in his hand upside down on the table, and then sat up straight.

Nakamori Ginzo has seen a lot of white horses looking serious recently, but this time he raised his heart and frowned, "If you want to ask anything, just ask, anyway, there is nothing I can't say about that matter .”

"Officer Nakamori, I have checked your file, your wife died early, your eldest son died early, and you live with your 17-year-old daughter Aoko Nakamori, right?"

When he heard that his eldest son died early, Nakamori Ginzo's eyes flashed with pain, but he didn't say much, just nodded, not sure why the topic of Baima Tan suddenly turned to him.

"It is said that your son died in the fire eight years ago, and at the same time the famous magic master Black Feather Bandit One also died." In fact, when he saw the name Black Feather Bandit One, Baima Tan also froze for a moment. Li immediately thought of Kaito Kuroba, but he didn't know if there was some kind of unknown relationship between the two things.

"It's all old stuff, what are you talking about now, aren't you still looking for the identity of DK!" Nakamori Ginzo said in a bad tone, he didn't want to recall what happened eight years ago at all.

Detective Baima also expected this kind of situation, he glanced at the paper on the table again, lowered his eyes, "Have you ever thought... your son might still be alive."

"Are you kidding, brat, don't think that you are the director's son, so you can say such things casually!" Nakamori Ginzo slapped the table with one hand and made a loud noise, and stared angrily at the nearby The white horse detective in front of him.

The fire eight years ago...the thin body...the face that was burned beyond recognition...the fragments of the coat I bought a few days ago...

All told Nakamori Ginzo that his nine-year-old son had disappeared under his nose, but now someone told him that his son might not be dead, which made him wonder if the person in front of him might just be dead. She is making fun of him, how can this not make him angry!

"Have you tested the DNA of that corpse? Or have you found the iconic birthmark from that corpse?" Detective Baima looked back at Ginzo Nakamori without showing any sign of weakness. Reality, after all, there is such a reality in front of me, written in black and white.

Nakamori opened his mouth three times, but in the end he didn't say anything. Back then, his heart was in a mess, so he wouldn't bother to check the details. The police didn't let him participate in the accident involving his son. Survey.

"The answer is no, right?" Inspector Baima took a deep breath, reached out and grabbed the thin papers, and handed them to Nakamori Ginzo, "Perhaps your son is really still alive, and... has become a A role that gives the police a headache."

Hearing this, Ginzo Nakamori was obviously stunned for a moment, his hands that would not shake a gun for many years, trembled slightly at this moment, he raised his hand hesitantly to take the few pieces of paper.

On the white printing paper, in the column of suspected close relatives, the words "Nakamori Ginzo" and "Nakamori Aoko" were printed in a regular manner. The DNA matching rate was much higher than 90%. The paper in Nakamori Ginzo's hands slipped to on the ground.

"How is this possible..." Nakamori Ginzo murmured in disbelief, the never-before-exceeded hope was now written in black and white in front of his eyes, and the look in his eyes seemed to disappear without a trace at this moment.

Detective Baima could understand Ginzo Nakamori's mood, bent down and picked up the scattered papers on the ground, looked up at Ginzo Nakamori, and said hesitantly, "You have to know that DK is not only your son, he is also A thief who has committed many crimes, I believe you understand this, Officer Nakamori."

Ginzo Nakamori really wanted to deny the accuracy of the information like last time, but at this moment, he really hoped that this information was true, that this DK was his son who was connected with his blood and owed eight years!

Nakamori Ginzo took a deep breath, and when he opened his eyes again, he was still the upright police officer Nakamori. He reached out and took the information in Baima Tan's hand, and held it in his palm, "Of course I don't need you, a little brat, to teach me this kind of thing." .”

After Nakamori Ginzo finished speaking, he lifted his foot and left the research institute. What he should do most at this time is to calm down and sort out the matter from beginning to end.

Kenya Nakamori is first of all his son of Nakamori Ginzo, and secondly!It's that inexplicable Phantom Thief DK...

Baima Tan stared at Nakamori Ginzo's back for a long time, smiled to himself, tapped his fingers on the table unconsciously, "Things are really getting more and more interesting."

"Master, you just let Officer Zhong Mori take that report away?" The researcher at the side looked terrified, and really admired Officer Zhong Mori for calmly stepping out of the laboratory after seeing the news.

Little did they know that the sweat from Nakamori Ginzo's palms had already left a water stain of fingerprints on that document.

"What I want to catch is a spider, not Kaitou Kidd, let alone a DK..." Tan Baima breathed out, this report was also something beyond his expectations, he is a detective, not a policeman, arresting people Let the police worry about things.

"Ito..."

With a slightly hesitant voice behind him, Ling Qianyi stopped in his tracks strangely, with a dark look in his eyes, he secretly scolded Hongzi for not giving him any psychological preparation, and for exposing his identity.

Kaito looked at the people who stopped, squeezed the poker cards in his hand, and smiled self-deprecatingly, "It's a pity that I still pretend to be smart, but I'm actually the stupidest person."

Qian Yi was slightly stunned, his eyes stayed on the ground, but he didn't turn around. After a long while, he chuckled, "The Kaitou Kidd who can make the police play around is an idiot."

"Phantom Thief Kidd, who played around with the police, is being played around by you... Ken Ito." Kaito raised the corners of his lips helplessly, and instead of letting him admit that he is inferior to others on weekdays, the proud Kaito Kidd would never Will throw in the towel, but tonight will be different.

"Ito Ken accompanies you to and from school during the day, and DK accompanies you to roam and steal at night. Ito Ken likes to behave ambiguously, and DK never beats around the bush..." Qian Yi's deep voice came from the front, which made it hard to hear, " Although the attitude towards you is different, but the purpose is the same, it's just Kaito that you didn't notice it on purpose."

"Obviously you hid it yourself very well." Kuai Dou muttered unconvinced, it was a mask and a voice changer, how could he guess it.

Hearing this, Qian Yi laughed for a moment, "When you were Kidd the Phantom Thief, you wished you were caught by the police."

The look in Kaito's eyes flashed, and he was silent for a long time, until Qianyi couldn't help turning around, he said, "Ito, go home and live."

Going home to live... Qian Yi was stunned for a while, a gentle smile could not help but appear on the corner of his mouth, the loss in Kuai Dou's words was so obvious that even a fool could hear it, this guy seemed to really regret it.

Kaito stared at Qianyi's back, and for a moment he couldn't figure out what he was thinking. On the day Ito moved away, Kaito remembered everything the two of them said in his heart, but it was precisely because he remembered that he I didn't dare to say anything more.

"Go home? Kaito, where do you think is the home I should keep?" Qianyi has never been a sentimental person, and he said what he said to tease Kaito, but when he said it, he couldn't help it. He himself didn't know for a while whether it was true or not.

Kaito was obviously taken aback, and said without thinking, "You've lived here for so long, don't you even know the way home?"

Kaito almost said directly, my home is your home, he listened humbly and softened his brows and eyes, and Kaito couldn't help turning his face away in embarrassment.

Qian Yi stood for a moment, did not open his mouth to say anything, but lifted his foot and continued to leave in the direction just now, without even a slight pause in his footsteps.

Kaito subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab something, but stopped halfway, retracted his arm in frustration, and shouted at Qianyi's back, "How can you forgive me..."

These words quickly disappeared into the night sky, and there was a playful smile in Qian Yi's eyes, let's see if you still dare to show me a serious face!

Jian Qianyi showed no sign of turning back, Kaidou kicked the stones on the ground irritably, looked at the figure in front of him in a daze, and rarely muttered, "Bastard...why don't you usually see you so stingy?" Woolen cloth!"

That night, Kuaidou explained his whereabouts to Qingzi exhaustedly, and knowing that Tan Baima had left with Nakamori Yinzo, he returned home with peace of mind.

As soon as the entrance door was opened, the room was pitch black, and it looked like it was the same as usual, apparently Chikage Kuroba had already fallen asleep, Kaito didn't bother to run to turn on the light, and walked into his room in the dark.

Tonight's sudden incidents happened one after another. Even the Kaitou Kidd was exhausted. He quickly took off his coat and got under the quilt. He just found the right position and lay down. She wraps her arms around his waist unobtrusively.