Sharp-eyed Xiaolan watched Kaitou Kid walking in the air gradually move away from the front, and suddenly she seemed to have discovered something, and opened her eyes wide in the drizzle.
At the same time, Suzuki Group staff who were closely monitoring the monitoring screen also began to notice something was wrong.
"Officer! Kaito Kid is looking a little strange tonight!"
"What?" Officer Zhongmori, who had just hung up the communication with Suzuki Jirokichi, immediately became alert and turned to look at the person who made the report.
"Rather than saying that he is walking, it is better to say that he is shaking..."
At this moment, another call came in from the mobile phone held by Officer Zhongmori.
"Hello? What did you say?! Is it true? There is a thin line of reflection above Kaitou Kid's shoulder? A thin line that looks like a wire?"
At this point, if Officer Nakamori still couldn't deduce that Kaito Kid's so-called air walking was suspended from a helicopter above his head by a wire, then all his years of arresting highly intelligent criminals would have been in vain.
The onlookers and Kidd fans who were standing on the street and had been paying attention to Kaitou Kidd also noticed that Kidd's body was a little stiff as he got closer and closer.
"Kaitou Kidd feels weird..."
"The feet are moving, but..."
"But it seems like someone is hanging..."
Officer Nakamori rushed to the console and shouted: "Hey! Unit 7 on Kaitou Kidd's head! If you hear that, please answer! Unit 7?!"
On Unit 7, Terai Kinosuke understood that he had been exposed, so he calmly took out a device and pressed the button on the device.
The next second, a thick white mist erupted from the Phantom Thief Kidd dummy, which was walking stiffly in the air, and exploded in mid-air.
"Disappeared? Just in an instant, Kaitou Kid suddenly disappeared next to the museum?!"
After hearing the reporter's report and looking at the footage captured by the camera on the ground, Officer Nakamori suddenly became excited: "There is indeed a problem with No. 7! Phantom Thief Kidd's men controlled No. 7 and used the smoke screen to kill him.
Brought it back to the helicopter!"
After confirming that all the helicopters of the Suzuki Consortium were marked, Officer Nakamori gave orders into the walkie-talkie: "Listen carefully to all the helicopters on alert above! I am Nakamori from the Metropolitan Police Department! Kaitou Kidd and his men are here.
Inside Unit 7!"
"Report the location of Unit 7 immediately! Before the police helicopter arrives, it must be surrounded tightly!"
Officer Zhongmori smiled triumphantly.
But soon he stopped laughing.
Because a flood of reports came to him, it took him a while to finally realize that Kaitou Kidd had painted all the planes with the number seven in advance!
Just when Officer Zhongmori was at a loss what to do, another person monitoring the surveillance screen said loudly: "There are suspicious figures at the entrance of the museum! And there are more than one or two people!"
"Huh?" Officer Zhongmori looked over and immediately recognized the identities of these people. "Aren't those the subordinates I just sent to the museum?"
He rushed out of the broadcast truck and ran to the front of the museum to stop the policemen. He pointed at the box held by one of the people in the middle and cursed: "Is that gem in here? Idiot! Doesn't this clearly tell the Phantom Thieves?
Do you have the gemstone in your hands? Come inside quickly!"
"Don't worry! It's empty inside, we're just a cover."
The policeman carrying the box approached Officer Nakamori and whispered: "Mr. Suzuki Jirokichi has disguised himself as a cleaner, put [Miracle of the Sea] into a garbage bag, and quietly left through the back door!"
"I see, is this the clever strategy the old man said..."
Officer Zhongmori nodded, feeling a little relieved, but he still felt that something was wrong.
…
On the other side, a Harley motorcycle was speeding away from the Suzuki Grand Museum.
Looking at the golden statue and the "Miracle of the Ocean" gemstone placed on the extended car seat next to him, "Suzuki Jirokichi" laughed happily.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
"What's so funny?"
Suddenly, a calm voice sounded.
"Mr. Kaitou Kidd?"
"Suzuki Jirokichi" was startled and turned his head to look at the car seat with his peripheral vision. There, a child poked his head out from under the covering cloth, raised the watch-shaped anesthesia needle on his wrist and pointed it at him.
"Don't say stupid things... I did it because I protected the gem..."
Conan immediately interrupted him: "Stop pretending! The real Uncle Suzuki should have been attacked by you a long time ago, and he is tied up somewhere now, right?"
He clearly exposed the two consecutive magic tricks performed by Kaitou Kidd and his accomplices, including the techniques used and the obstacles in them.
"If Kaitou Kidd wants everyone to think that his location is in the sky near the museum, then yesterday's much-anticipated performance makes sense..."
Conan said word for word: "You want to pretend to be someone and sneak into the security team. When everyone's attention is attracted by the fake Phantom Thief Kidd over there, use this fake identity to take away the golden statue.
and gems.”
"As for who is the best candidate..."
Conan paused, staring intently at "Suzuki Jirokichi".
"Of course he is the commander-in-chief of the security force of the Suzuki family here. Uncle Jiroji, who likes to walk alone with his dog and does not have bodyguards around him, is very capable!"
"As expected of a great detective..." Kaitou Kidd saw this and shrugged, understanding that there was no need to disguise, and took off the mask on his face.
"Thanks to that person, he helped me solve the problem of my goggles destroying my disguise... but I still couldn't hide it from you in the end."
He sighed with regret, thinking that what Mr. Chun said was indeed correct. These minor flaws were enough for the Heisei era Holmes to see through his plan.
"Hmph... Your companion must have been intercepted, right?" Conan looked at the young face under the goggles leisurely.
"No...because I painted the numbers on all the helicopter tails as number seven." Kaitou Kid smiled and shook his head.
"I understand. After you made the corrections, you put a layer of paper on it that was easy to fall off. It had the previous markings on it, so the police and the Suzuki family didn't know which helicopter was the one your men were on.
shelf."
"Bingo! By the way, do you really want to arrest me with the tranquilizer gun in your hand? The car will turn over."
"Don't worry, I will wait for the car to stop before injecting the anesthetic needle."
Kaitou Kidd grinned: "I'm afraid you won't have that chance."
The next moment, the connection between the motorcycle body and the modified saddle was suddenly disconnected, and the powerless saddle under Conan began to drift irregularly on the empty road.
"See you next time! Detective!"
Kaitou Kidd waved his hand, and the modified motorcycle roared loudly, disappearing from Conan's field of vision like a bolt of lightning, leaving only a meaningful sentence.
"Soon, we will fight again..."
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I'm very sorry. I worked overtime until I got home very late, and I can't keep my eyes open. I'll do less today and try to make up for it later.