Author: Six Days and Four Dusts

"...a family heirloom, the largest black pearl in the world..."

"...1412, seems to be the file of wanted criminals..."

Conan, who was still listening attentively to the exchange between several people, turned his head and saw that Tang Ze was holding a ledger and writing on it, not really listening.

He quietly sat upright in the chair and stretched his head to see what Tang Ze was writing down. However, Tang Ze closed the notebook and looked over reproachfully: "Don't peek into other people's privacy."

Conan couldn't see the specific content clearly, but he probably saw a lot of names, arranged row by row very regularly. He asked in a low voice: "What are you writing down? Didn't you come here because you wanted to hear about the Phantom Thieves?"

"Some insignificant things, just think that I am writing the address book." Karasawa, who was caught in the trap, coughed lightly, opened the blank page again, and re-wrote Suzuki Sonoko and Mori Kogoro as if taking notes.

exchange of information.

What else could his list of names be on? Of course a list of beatings, no, a list of repentance.

Anyway, he is the Phantom Thief of the Heart, not Yotsuki, and writing his name in the book will not kill anyone. At most, he will steal a few customers of Mouri Kogoro, so he has no guilty conscience.

Conan squinted his eyes and looked at him for a moment in disbelief, then withdrew his attention doubtfully.

"Tang Zeyi would actually be interested in this kind of thief." Conan held his head in interest.

"Why, aren't you interested in 'Phantom Thieves'? I thought that chuunibyou detectives like you would inevitably chase these mystical criminals."

"Chuunibyou? Who is Chuunibyou? Don't talk nonsense. I'm a serious detective, okay."

Karasawa first stretched out his left hand, ""Sherlock Holmes of the Heisei Era", "The Savior of the Japanese Police"..." and then stretched out his right hand, ""Arsen Robin of the Heisei Era", "The Magician Under the Moon"..."

Conan's ears turned red and he protested in a low voice: "I didn't come up with these exaggerated nicknames!"

"But I see that you like Sherlock Holmes very much." Tangze snorted and continued to hurt him.

Mouri Kogoro was frowning while holding the notice letter filled with riddles. When he looked up, he saw them huddled together, biting their ears and saying dissatisfiedly: "What are you two whispering about?"

"We're discussing Phantom Thieves." Tangze immediately sat up straight.

"These are these mysterious guys." Mouri Kogoro was already extremely annoyed by the Kaitou. "Those newspapers are also outrageous. They insist on linking me with the Kaitou. It's annoying to death."

The culprit Tang Ze showed an innocent smile.

"Let me see!" Conan saw the paper in Mouri Kogoro's hand and jumped over.

Puzzles, passwords, and crime warnings have a fatal attraction for a detective. Conan, who just said he was not interested, immediately became energetic.

"April Fool,

When the moon separates two people

In the name of "Dark Star"

Invited to the waves

I will arrive"

After reading the above content word for word, Conan grabbed the piece of paper with shining eyes, obviously captured by this code word.

Karasawa kept writing, raised his brows with satisfaction, and wrote the words "Acupo Grand Hotel" on the paper.

Mao Lilan looked left and right, feeling inexplicably excluded in this space filled with detectives and monster thieves.

"I don't understand." Mouri Kogoro sighed, "Anyway, it's April Fool's Day, April 1st, right."

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"Mr. Amuro..." Karasawa looked helplessly at the man standing at the stairs with his arms folded, "I promised you that you wouldn't go. I just came down to get some water."

Toru Amuro tilted his head and showed no intention of getting out of the way, obviously not trusting his statement.

Tangze raised his hands as if surrendering, spread his palms, and the key on his thumb clicked: "I'll hand over the key first, okay? I really won't go if I tell you."

Toru Amuro reached out unmoved and took away the bunch of keys, checked them to confirm they were for the door of the cafe, and put them in his pocket unceremoniously.

This kid Karasawa seems to be honest, but in fact he has a lot of clever ideas. Amuro Toru will not take it lightly. If he really doesn't cause trouble as he said, Kazami would not need to work overtime long ago.

"Then I'll go back from get off work. I'll return it to you tomorrow morning." Toru Amuro put on the suit jacket hanging on his arm, locked the door firmly, and turned the doorknob twice to make sure the door was locked before looking at it. He looked at Tang Ze who was walking into the bar to pour water, and left feeling a little relieved.

Karasawa stood in a dark cafe, watching Toru Amuro walk towards Mazda, waving goodbye in a good mood.

Then he went up to the attic and called softly: "Twenty Faces."

The dark cloak of the Twenty Faces unfolded in the invisible world, and Karasawa's Teidan school uniform was changed into an all-black Phantom Thief outfit in the next second.

He stood in the mirror and turned around to make sure there were no flaws, and then touched his hair. The next second, the fluffy chestnut short hair changed to white, becoming soft and docile, reflecting a metallic silver light under the light.

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Of course this is not some transformation technique that Tang Ze has learned, this is a wig.

One day, while running and fighting on the Shibuya subway, the Phantom Thief of Hearts suddenly had an idea.

Since a toy gun can be used as a real gun in the cognitive world, and an unedged knife can be used as a real knife in the cognitive world, can a wig be used as real hair in the cognitive world?

After all, theoretically speaking, his Phantom Thief outfit is not absolutely unchangeable. If he wants to, he can use the game system to come up with many strange outfits and change them. His understanding of the world is inherently idealistic.

He did what he said, and the next day he bought a white high-temperature wire cap and brought it into the world of cognition.

Not to mention, the test results are outstanding, and it doesn’t look like a wig at all. It looks and feels like completely real hair.

Although this kind of cross-dressing is a sudden whim, it is also the insurance that Karasawa has given to himself. After all, although chestnut hair is not uncommon in this world, if Karasawa himself, the future vest, and the "Phantom Thief of the Heart" are all

One hairstyle and one hair color, if nothing else, if an intuitive detective like Conan succeeds in his inspiration, he will be skinned.

Didn't you see that Gin just picked up a hair and said "Ah, Shirley!"?

As for why I chose white, so that the whole person looks more like 9s... This is easier, because it is handsome!

Moreover, if a phantom thief in black clothes, black pants and a black eye patch is paired with black hair... If he appears in the dark, no one might be able to see him. How would that work?

"I told you there won't be any impact, don't worry, Tohru Amuro." Karasawa took out his mobile phone, clicked on the navigation, and smoothly switched to another world, "The one who came to join in the fun is 'Joker', what does it have to do with me Karasawa?"

thing."
Chapter completed!