The Kaito and the detective broke up on bad terms. Kaito Kuroba followed Shizuo Komemon out of the surveillance car and headed to the Metropolitan Police Department.
In the car, Kaitou Kidd sat in the passenger seat and looked out the window with a lonely face, thinking about what to do in the future.
Let Kaitou Kidd disappear, pretend to have been assassinated, earn a wave of tears of sympathy, and dilute the embarrassing incident?
Or think of ways to create another big one? Then people won’t remember today’s episode?
"Let's take a look at the situation first... I don't know what those watching the live broadcast will say. Oh, it would be great if it was recorded. At least there would be a chance to steal the tape."
Kaitou Kidd sighed and took out his cell phone, asking Butler Terai, who had just left the scene in the chaos, to help collect public opinion.
Within a few minutes, he received the message, and his eyes widened immediately, "The live broadcast was interrupted? What happened?"
Shizuo Komemon, who was driving the car, said leisurely at the side: "Ayako asked Suzuki consultants to cut off the live broadcast. Suzuki staff stopped all reporters, so you don't have to worry about your embarrassment being made public."
Kaitou Kidd was stunned for a moment, then he came to his senses and said sourly: "It's great to have a young lady who cares about you so much."
"The video of your bruised nose, swollen face and nosebleeds is only backed up by Suzuki's consultant. He plans to put it into an autobiographical movie and release it later." Shizuo Komemon added quietly.
Kaitou Kidd suddenly froze, and quickly put on a smile, "Well... the Gumeimen Police Department is so outstanding, it is indeed worthy of being liked by such a young lady, so, can you..."
"No matter what, don't come to me." Shizuo Komemon refused without hesitation, "Why don't you go back and find Suzuki consultant to play another game and it's over? The stakes are those video tapes. That old man keeps his word."
"That's right..." Kaitou Kid rolled his eyes and had a rough idea in his mind.
Ten minutes later, the two arrived at the Metropolitan Police Department. Before getting off the bus, Kaitou Kidd disguised himself as Takagi Wataru.
Shizuo Komemon looked up and down. Not to mention, if it weren't for the "flea" smell on the other party's body that couldn't be concealed, it would be really hard to tell that it was fake.
They entered the Metropolitan Police Department one after another. When they got upstairs, they found that a person from Section 2 was waiting at the door of the office of Section 1, waiting respectfully.
"Good evening, Gumeimen Police Department! The task you gave us has been successfully completed! The suspect is now in the interrogation room.
His condition has stabilized and he can undergo a certain level of interrogation, but... please be gentle, otherwise he may not be able to bear it..."
He spoke softer and quieter, obviously afraid of saying the wrong thing.
However, it was really good that these people were able to complete the task. Shizuo Komemon nodded with satisfaction, "I understand."
"Then I'll... go back first? I wish you a happy work..."
Seeing that Shizuo Komemon didn't say anything, the guy ran away in a hurry, as if his butt was on fire.
Kaitou Kid wanted to laugh when he saw this, but then he remembered that he seemed to be about the same, and he couldn't laugh anymore.
Entering the interrogation room and seeing "Spider" sitting at the iron table with his head bowed, Kaitou Kid couldn't help but get excited, so much so that his hands started to tremble a little.
However, he still suppressed his emotions and maintained a poker face at all times.
After completing the preparations for the interrogation step by step, Kaitou Kidd took a deep breath and asked calmly: "Name?"
"Spider" chuckled imperceptibly upon hearing this, which made Kaitou Kid very unhappy, but he was Takagi Wataru now, so he always had to act according to the other person's style.
then……
He looked longingly at Shizuo Komemon who was watching the scenery by the window, "Department Chief..."
When Shizuo Komemon heard this, he turned around, walked directly to the table without saying a word, grabbed the "Spider"'s shoulder-length blond hair, and smashed it twice on the iron table.
"Continue the interrogation."
"yes!"
Kaitou Kidd was shaken, but he felt very relieved. It was good to have such a reliable boss.
"Spider" couldn't help but become angry again, but because his body was so tattered by the explosion, he couldn't help coughing when he got excited.
"Um... it's better to be more cooperative. The department chief's temper is not very good." Kaitou Kid advised kindly, "Name?"
"..." "Spider" was silent for half a minute, and then said silently, "Günter von Goldberg II."
"?" Kaitou Kid felt something familiar. He reached out and grabbed his hair, raised his head, and confirmed his appearance again.
Hmm... I can't see clearly, it's more swollen than mine.
"Are you the world-famous illusionist?" he tried to ask.
"It's me." "Spider" replied nonchalantly.
"Your target today is Kaitou Kidd?"
"yes."
"reason?"
"Collect money to do things."
"Are you a professional killer?"
"That's right."
"What's your codename?"
"Spider..." "Spider"'s expression began to look painful again. The pain was similar to that of Kaitou Kidd. The vest he had been working on for many years was ruined.
When "Spider" is mentioned again in the future, what people think of is no longer the mysterious international killer, but the clown who was almost killed by a tile!
spider……
Kaitou Kidd narrowed his eyes slightly. This code name style sounded very familiar.
"You and Snake are members of the same organization. Your mission is to find Pandora, the Stone of Destiny. Getting rid of Phantom Thief Kidd is an order from the leader, not a paid job, right?"
Kaitou Kidd directly threw out a bunch of information, trying to break through the opponent's psychological defense.
But how could such a small method be useful to "Spider", an illusionist who was good at hypnosis and grasping the enemy's psychology? He smiled.
"You seem to know a lot, but you don't seem to know enough. I do receive money to do things. The so-called organization is originally mainly composed of killers hired by the leader for a lot of money."
"Then it seems that your leader has a lot of money. Sure enough, only rich people would expect such things as immortality. For people without money, doesn't immortality mean that they haven't worked enough?"
Shizuo Komemon couldn't help but complain, and then asked: "What organization are you talking about? Is it the same as Gin and the others? Or is it related in any way?"
"Oh?" "Spider" turned his head and glanced at Shizuo Komemon, with a slight smile on his lips, "They regard you as their enemy, but you don't seem to know them very well, which is interesting."
"They are just a bunch of annoying flies that only dare to hide in the gutters and buzzing in the toilet, and you are the same.
If you have the guts, report to the organization headquarters and I'll come to the door alone, what do you think?" Shizuo Komemon leaned over and stared at him.
"Spider" observed him for a while, and his smile gradually faded, "Are you serious?"
"Otherwise?" Shizuo Komemon frowned a little impatiently, "Who has time to joke with you and waste my time, are you worthy?"
