Chapter 714 Maori Kogoro: I Am Looking for the Phantom Thief of Heart? Is This True?

"Mr. Detective Mori, do you have time now?"

Kogoro Mori, who was enjoying his meal while holding a piece of duck meat and discussing the taste of the dish with Dr. Agasa, turned around and saw that it was Tokiwa Mio's secretary Sawaguchi Chinami. He put away the expression on his face and became solemn: "What do you want from me?"

"Chairman, she seems to want to ask you something." Chimami Sawaguchi reached out and gestured to the conference hall and bar in the smaller room on the other side of the venue.

Mio Tokiwa prepared a lot for tonight's event, so this small conference hall was temporarily used as a backstage lounge. Now, the only person there is the organizer Mio Tokiwa, who has temporarily disappeared.

"If it's the commission mentioned before, I think my rejection is already clear." Kogoro Mori put down his plate and frowned, "There are so many detectives in Tokyo, I don't think Sister Tokiwa is there enough to find me." The situation?"

It's not that he doesn't understand Mio Tokiwa's current mood, but as far as the results of his investigation are concerned, he can only express his helplessness.

"No, the chairman said, it's about tonight's banquet." Secretary Sawaguchi shook his head quickly, "She said the situation was urgent and she couldn't find anyone else to discuss it. She didn't think carefully about the previous matter, but please do it. Listen to her request."

Now that the words have come to this, asking in such a low voice, if you refuse again, it means that you will completely fall out.

Mouri Kogoro had no choice but to put down his dinner plate and straighten his appearance: "...Okay, I'll go with you."

"There's something wrong with Mio Tokiwa..." Dr. Agasa said vaguely while chewing the pieces of meat in his mouth, looking at the back of Kogoro Mouri.

"The Phantom Thieves of the Heart may take action at any time, so she should be uneasy." Haibara Ai walked over from the other side of the dining table and replied softly, "The missing engineer has an inseparable relationship with the organization. To say that she The leader of this group really knows nothing, I don’t really believe it.”

In the short period of contact with Hara Jiaming, the most suspicious thing is the technology claimed to be developed by the Joban Group in cooperation with other technical organizations.

The instrument that can intuitively calculate the changes in a person's future appearance seems to have been created specifically to find survivors who took APTX.

If the developer, Jiaming Hara, is not clean, it is even more unclear whether the Tokiwa Group, which invested in R&D and even production, will also be involved.

"I feel the same way." Conan, who noticed Mouri Kogoro's movements and came over, pushed up his glasses, "Rather than saying that Hara Jiaming colluded with the organization, it is more likely that the Joban Group colluded with the organization, and Hara Jiaming only realized it halfway. This, in an attempt to leak or expose, has therefore become a target of the organization.”

"Do you think he is innocent?" Hui Yuan Ai raised an eyebrow, "Maybe he has been exposed to gin."

"I dare not say for sure, but looking at Mio Tokiwa's current state, he may not be involved that deeply." Conan said this and curled his lips, "And maybe the truth is that Hara Jiaming didn't realize anything was wrong before. , after meeting Gin himself, he immediately realized that something was wrong with his collaborator."

Needless to say, Gin exudes a temperament that is not easy to mess with from the inside out. Even if he does not deliberately exert pressure, it is easy to think that this guy may be a Taoist, or someone from Sicily. Gangster Brother or something like that.

Yuan Jiaming is a pure and crispy programmer. He can maintain emotional stability after meeting Gin once, which is already a strong psychological quality.

Haihara Ai imagined the scene, laughed out loud, and then shook his head: "It would be great if I had the opportunity to tell Gin what you said."

Conan, who was still trying to find clues in his observations, couldn't help turning his head and looking up and down at Haibara Ai, who had a relaxed and natural expression: "Is it my imagination? I always feel that after that time at the dock, you are less and less afraid of mentioning Those people.”

Haihara Ai, who had just arrived at the doctor's house, was not like this.

Even though she later recognized Karasawa and had new friends and care, she was not bold enough to question the power of the organization head-on. She still had doubts about whether Conan, Karasawa and others could resist the organization.

It should be said that the pessimism in Hui Yuan Ai is highly related to her life experience. Even though she has become smaller and unexpectedly has an unprecedentedly fulfilling and safe life, this faint sadness and uneasiness will always linger around her.

However, since when did Hui Yuan Ai's mentality gradually change, and when he suddenly came back to his senses, it became even more strange?

"Maybe." Tucking her hanging hair behind her ears, Haiyuan Ai rolled her eyes, "Maybe I just suddenly discovered... you, me, Tang Ze, even Gin and the others... good……"

She put her hands in her pockets, and the trace amounts of compounds she extracted were now placed in a small plastic bag and attached to her trouser pocket.

When the blood sample belonging to Belmode fell into her hands, the blood collection tube that Kudo held in his hand and heated made her unable to help but have the illusion that the blood inside was still warm, as if it had just flowed out of the human body.

"Weak or strong, failed or successful, we are still human beings. If we cut the skin, the blood will still flow out. There is nothing to be afraid of."

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"bass--"

"Huh? Brother?" Vodka, who was constantly observing the scene with a high-power telescope, heard a strange noise behind him and turned his head hurriedly.

Gin held an unlit cigarette in his mouth, looked down at the metal lighter that slipped from his hand, and frowned.

Vodka breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this.

He thought something was wrong, but his hand slipped when he was lighting the cigarette. The big brother's expression made it seem like something went wrong.

Maybe he had been a top killer who pursued perfection for a long time, so he had some baggage in front of his subordinate.

Vodka didn't dare to say what he was thinking, but just pretended to ignore it and stepped over the lighter that fell in the dust, and lit the cigarette for Gin with his lighter.

Gin didn't say anything, and accepted Vodka's habitual flattery, but his eyes still stayed on the lighter.

It wasn't a question of whether the cigarette was lit or not, or even a question of slipping, but looking at the ugly and dusty silver lighter, a subtle sense of loss of control made him particularly irritated.

So Gin took the prepared sniper directly from the box and installed the accessories with a cold expression.

"Brother, didn't you say to wait and see the situation?" Vodka saw Gin walking towards the prepared sniper position and asked hurriedly, "Are there any changes in the plan?"

"It's the same to wait and see with the crosshairs." Smoke flowed from the corners of his mouth. Gin searched the windows of the twin towers one by one through the scope. The cold anger came out of his words, "There is no need to hesitate. Kill if you should."

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"Save me, senior, I don't want to die, I don't want to die--!"

"Junior sister Mio, calm down..."

"I'm calm, I'm not saying anything emotional now!" Tokiwa Mio widened her bloodshot eyes, first staring angrily at the bewildered Maori Kogoro, and within a few seconds, her expression turned to an obvious plea, "Save me... You are so deeply bound to those people in the Phantom Thieves, you must be able to contact them, right?"

"How is it possible..." Maori Kogoro was helpless and speechless, knowing that Tokiwa Mio was desperate.

She wanted to find the Phantom Thief to reconcile but couldn't find him. She came all the way to the detective's door. If Tokiwa Mio was still mentally normal, she should know that even if she really knew the Phantom Thief of Heart, she would never tell outsiders about it at this time.

What's more, he really didn't know him.

In despair, Tokiwa Mio naturally couldn't accept his rejection.

"No, this is impossible! I have studied their related reports. Every time, I mean every time, when the case is related to you, the time of the Phantom Thieves' actions will become very coincidental, as if you are cooperating!"

She raised her hand and wanted to grab her hair to vent her collapse, but she had to put down her hand when she saw herself in the makeup mirror, ready to go on stage.

She is not herself now, or in other words, since she started her activities as the heir of the Tokiwa Group, she has never represented herself, and she is not qualified to vent her emotions at this time.

"Anyone who cares will confirm that you must be connected to the Phantom Thieves of Heart. In some cases, they even consider your role in the case and do not publicly publicize what they have done..."

"You are exaggerating." Maori Kogoro first quickly passed by several suspicious candidates in front of his eyes, and then sighed, "Coincidence, many things are just coincidences. I still don't understand why they chose me, and I don't know how many people they have and why they did this."

This may sound like shirking responsibility, but Maori Kogoro couldn't give any other reasonable explanation for a while.

There are so many things in this world that are not coincidental, such as his daughter can easily win the first prize in any lottery, and he always encounters strange cases when he goes out...

If he wants to find a logic for everything, then he should not be a detective, but a sociologist or philosopher.

After all, there is always a problem between him and this world.

It can't be him who has the problem, right?

"Including that they took care of your feelings, and when the target was your old classmate, they showed you their 'process of committing the crime'?! You are the target of the Phantom Thieves now!" Tokiwa Mio even broke her voice when she said the second half of the sentence.

When she got to know these people out of fear because of the threat of the Phantom Thieves, she was extremely upset to find that the disaster in front of her was probably caused by herself.

Why did she suddenly think of a senior from college who she hadn't contacted for more than ten years and had nothing to do with her, and asked him to be a detective? !

"Senior, please, it can't be tonight, it can't be tonight..." Tokiwa Mio adjusted her breathing and resumed her humble attitude, "Tonight means a lot to me, and to those people too. I will die. If I am changed in public by the Phantom Thieves and tell secrets that shouldn't be told, I will die!"

Mouri Kogoro let her grab his arm, and probably understood what she was breaking down about.

In short, she has some immoral private affairs that involve big things. If the Phantom Thieves let her speak out in public tonight, it may directly endanger her life.

Maori Kogoro frowned tightly.

Pity their misfortune and be angry at their lack of struggle. Those who seek the skin of a tiger often wake up from the huge benefits until they are about to die in the tiger's mouth.

What's the use of regretting now?

However, facing the nearly hysterical Tokiwa Mio, Maori Kogoro looked into her eyes and could only try to ease the atmosphere: "Okay, I know what you mean. I'll do my best."

Tokiwa Mio looked like she would not let anyone go unless she agreed. For now, she could only fool around.

Seeing him relax, Tokiwa Mio let out a sigh of relief, as if she had found a life-saving straw, and fell back into the sofa.

She was in doubt and suffered in fear and panic for several days. The disappearance of Hara Jiaming and the invitation letters that were returned were like death warrants, reminding her that she would not live long.

Regardless of whether what Maori Kogoro said was true or false, she could only choose to believe him, because if she didn't do so, she would only have the path of complete collapse.

"Chairman, it's time to go on stage..." Sawaguchi Chinami, who was standing at the door, heard the prompt in the headset, walked closer carefully, and reminded Tokiwa Mio.

"I know. Give me five minutes." Tokiwa Mio took a deep breath, quickly took out a bottle of eye drops from the table, and dripped it into her scarlet eyes.

The bloodshot on the whites of her eyes faded at a speed that was almost visible to the naked eye, and Maori Kogoro couldn't help but frown.

Anyone who knows a little about the tricks of cosmetics can guess what she is doing. She is directly using eye drops with adrenaline added to force blood vessels to contract and quickly recover.

Regardless of what she is doing, it is natural for her to stand in the current position with her character and ruthlessness.

"I'll take my leave first." Maori Kogoro seized the opportunity and hurriedly got out.

"What I just said..."

"I'll try it, I can't promise you anything. After all, you know, I don't count on this kind of thing."

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"You also know that I don't count on this kind of thing." Amuro Toru shook his head and smiled apologetically at the man in front of him under the pale ceiling light of the safety passage.

His manners were very decent. The dedicated working emperor lived up to the waiter uniform he was wearing from beginning to end. His attitude was polite and his words were gentle and respectful.

However, this attitude made the man opposite him feel even more frightened.

"No, please don't! There is still a chance for things to turn around. Nothing has happened yet, right?! The Phantom Thieves, the Phantom Thieves may only be targeting that bitch Tokiwa Mio..."

"Belittling your collaborator at this time will only make you look more despicable, Mr. Oki." Amuro Toru shook his head with regret, interrupting the man's indiscriminate attack, "I also said that what I say does not count. What you say later will determine your fate tonight."

"What else do you want me to say? I have told you everything I can tell you! That person named, Hara Yoshiaki, haven't you already captured him?" Oki Yansong scratched the few hairs on his head, and his attitude was even more hysterical than Tokiwa Mio.

Amuro Toru still smiled, and even revealed a subtle pity on his face, which was moved by empathy: "That's why I gave you a little room for communication. If it were someone else, you would have fallen to the ground when you entered the door."

"I, I..." Oki Iwamatsu's facial features were distorted, and he was hysterical for a moment, and finally dropped his hands as if giving up.

I drank the poisoned wine complacently, and it was too late to blame it for being poisonous now.

"I hope you can stop monitoring my house after today..."

"That depends on your sincerity, Mr. Oki. Tell me, do you have any technical talents like Mr. Hara Yoshiaki in your cooperation with us? You didn't introduce him to us until he wanted to run away because he didn't understand the actual cooperation. The people above are very dissatisfied..."

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Five minutes later, Oki Yansong, with a dull look on his face, seemed to be washed by sweat, and walked out of the stairwell with a blank look. Amuro Toru put away Bourbon's hypocritical posturing and tutted unhappily.

"He is quite cooperative, and he honestly spit out so much information. You have deceived so much information, but you are not happy, Mr. Amuro."

Tang Ze, wearing wooden clogs, stepped up from the stairs below and teased the unhappy Amuro Toru.

Of course, he sneaked in as Bourbon, and he was indeed carrying out Bourbon's mission, but Bourbon's mission did not include the so-called investigation of partners, but to blow them up together.

This high-profile PUA was prepared by Toru Amuro, about the waste utilization of the targets of the Phantom Thieves.

If they were changed by the Phantom Thieves and did not survive, they would be killed by the organization. If they survived, they would naturally fall into the hands of the police. And if, by chance, they were not among the targets for change of heart, they were deceived and entered the previous if loop...

Now, no matter how many are deceived, it is a waste of money. If you can deceive one, it is a waste. Toru Amuro, who came to the scene tonight, is mainly playing the game of "getting three shots if there is a date or not, and the more you work, the more you get."

He ate and took things, and he got angry for free. Tang Ze did not expect it.

"The more he knows, the worse it feels." Toru Amuro was not complacent about the intelligence he had gathered, but was furious. "Such a congressman with no personal ability has caused so much damage. The organization did it too easily and could easily replicate a lot of them."

Find a politician who already has rich connections, is greedy enough, and is full of human weaknesses, and lure him with generous rewards before he has fully gained power, and then use the organization's resources to push him higher...

They are like-minded and complement each other. It only took a few years for the organization to produce countless borers like Oki Iwamatsu who were deeply buried in the system and easily manipulated the political arena.

"Isn't this something that can be predicted long ago? When resources fall into the hands of bastards, the world will become like this." Tang Ze took advantage of his current height advantage and patted Amuro Toru on the shoulder.

Only when he was Kitagawa Yusuke, his height was so outstanding.

Then he was shaken off by Amuro Toru with a little disgust.

"Don't watch the fun here. You came here, didn't Mr. Kisaragi look for you?" Amuro Toru looked at Tang Ze with a squint.

Of course he knew about Kitagawa Yusuke's false identity, and even said that the fake certificate for this identity was made by him, a public security officer, without telling others.

It can only be said that Tang Ze could do such a thing as suddenly coming up with such an identity without saying anything, and just lacking all the documents to be able to dominate the art world.

"He has no time to care about me now. He's addicted and is hiding in his room with a pen drawing." Tang Ze shrugged.

This is how artists are, how could I understand.