The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan.

Chapter 1130 Full Trust

The atmosphere in the maintenance corridor was tense. The two people, each occupying a corner, faced each other silently several meters apart.

Akai Shuichi, who probably guessed the other party's intention, sighed inwardly.

It wasn't that he intentionally wanted to run into the Ferris wheel, but his instinct as a sniper made him always need to occupy the highest point in the area for easy observation and flexible movement.

Shuichi Akai had never expected that he would meet an acquaintance while climbing the sniper point before he had time to contact Conan to confirm their location.

However, relying on his now practically new face, Akai Shuichi remained calm. After confirming that the voice changer on his neck was working properly, he directly asked, "Are you from one of the equipment suppliers? I remember today isn't a scheduled maintenance day..."

When neither side is a serious staff member, whoever answers first or pretends to be stupid first will be more reasonable.

"...Um, yes. I'm a maintenance worker for the screen supplier." After scrutinizing the man standing opposite, Toru Amuro quickly raised his head, a look of natural confusion on his face. "It's true that it's not time for maintenance yet, but someone called me in today to check the screen. They said there were flickering and unstable voltage issues."

As he spoke, he pretended to reach into the maintenance bag hanging around his waist.

Knowing that he must be carrying a gun, Shuichi Akai instinctively tensed his back, but quickly controlled himself and relaxed.

If he wanted Bourbon to not be suspicious, he couldn't assume the other person's identity and had to act relaxed like an ordinary person...

Secretly observing his reaction, Toru Amuro rummaged slowly in his bag for a long time, and finally pulled out a square piece of paper, which he unfolded in the direction of Akai Shuichi.

Because of the folding, the text on the covered part is not clear, but the words "Maintenance Application Form" on the document header are indeed very clear.

Akai Shuichi cooperated with a look of realization and nodded. "So that's how it is. No wonder... Are you done with your inspection? It looks like this is your first time here."

The host and distribution box connected to the LED screen are not on this side of the maintenance passage, which means he is asking why he doesn't go where he should go for maintenance and why he has to run outside.

Amuro Toru remained calm and continued, "Yes, this is indeed my first time in charge of the inspection here, and I didn't find the right location. So, are you an employee of the aquarium? Could you show me the way?"

"Generally speaking, we check the computer room and the main control room first. However, there haven't been any repair reports there in the past few days. It could be a voltage or interference issue with the wiring." Akai Shuichi directly avoided his first question and replied firmly, "Shall I take you to the distribution box?"

"Okay, please."

Toru Amuro adjusted the cotton gloves on his hands, and looked subtly at the electrician's gloves of similar style on the other person's hands, and then looked at the other person's hair color which was completely covered by the hat.

This isn't just a matter of similarity.

As his inner vigilance continued to increase, Toru Amuro had a very friendly smile on his face and his movements naturally followed the other person's.

"This is my first time dealing with equipment with different circuits on both sides of a building. Is the distribution box here also in the conventional location?"

"The distribution box is on the side of the beam. I don't know if it's normal or not. This is my first official maintenance job."

"Really? I didn't realize you're quite sophisticated."

"Ah, because most maintenance workers aren't regular employees. If they're part-time or working part-time, they've been doing it for quite a while."

"That's it..."

Here, the two people in a subtle atmosphere left the maintenance corridor outside the Ferris wheel in a state that it was hard to tell whether they were guarding each other or twisting each other. Tang Ze, who was drinking a drink over there, couldn't help laughing and started coughing.

"Hey, are the bubbles so strong?" Haibara Ai, who handed the soda to Tang Ze, lowered her head and looked hesitantly at the plastic cup in her hand which was exactly the same as Tang Ze's.

The soda in the cup was a vibrant blue, and a swirl of it revealed bubbles rising. She had always been hesitant about drinks like these, which were clearly dyed with coloring, but Tang Ze persuaded her with his words, "It's rare for you to get out and play with the kids," and "Talking about toxicity without considering dosage is pointless; an occasional unhealthy experience isn't a big deal," and she bought one too.

But if it really is that hard to drink...

"No, it's okay." Tang Ze shook his head and waved his hand to close the small map in front of him that he had enlarged. "It's actually quite delicious."

Who understands the feeling of redemption when you remember the theater credits, open the map, and see the Magician and Emperor Tarot cards together.

The location is still the Ferris wheel.

He understood the logic. It would be difficult for these two undercover agents to reveal their flaws to each other, but based on the deep trust in the bond between their old enemies, he knew that this battle would probably be difficult to escape.

I hope the Ferris wheel is okay.

"Delicious?" Haibara Ai observed Tang Ze's expression for a while, lowered her head and looked at the plastic cup in her hand without much trust, not sure if this was another part of Tang Ze's prank.

The smile looks natural, as if he is telling the truth, but considering that this is a ruthless person who can starve himself for two days to make the effect realistic, God knows how far Tang Ze can go to play a trick on others.

Facing Tang Ze's innocent and confused gaze, Huibara Ai hesitantly brought the straw to her mouth and slowly took a sip.

"Hmm--!" Ai Haibara's nose felt sore from the bubbles and she couldn't help but wrinkle her face.

"Crack!"

The shutter clicked almost immediately.

Tang Ze quickly put his phone away and faced Huiyuan Ai, who was speechless and could only stare at him with her sparkling water in her mouth. He cleared his throat and said, "It tastes pretty good, right?"

“Tang Ze——!”

"I just said it tastes good, I didn't mean the bubbles can't be strong... Oops, stop it, be careful not to spill it—"

"Clap!"

"Sister Sonya, what's wrong?"

Seeing the cup in Curacao's hand slip down, Conan quickly caught the cup and prevented it from falling directly to the ground.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Curacao's expression of disbelief and fear, as if he had seen a ghost.

Curacao was brought back to his senses by his voice. He reluctantly turned back, not daring to look at the indescribable scene over there. He whispered, "Do the two of them, uh, do this often?"

Of course she knew that Kumail was now playing the role of Tang Ze Zhao, replacing the victim's identity and living the life of an ordinary high school student. She also knew that Shirley and Tang Ze Zhao were related by blood.

Kumail is an excellent pretender. For the sake of performance effect, he can endure a lot of mental and physical harm. He is a faithful performer. His acting ability is understood by those who know him.

Considering Kumail's previous actions of providing himself with the antidote and destroying the organization's laboratory, Kumail does not care about the consequences of his actions.

However, Shirley is not stupid. Many of the experiments Kumail has gone through are closely related to her. It is impossible for Shirley not to recognize Kumail completely - referring to the detective identity Kumail usually uses. How could she not be suspicious of the current Kumail...

"Is this often like this? More or less, they have a pretty good relationship, well, if joking around is considered a good thing..." Conan was stunned for a moment by this somewhat nonsensical question, and then he answered uncertainly, "W-What happened?"

Curacao swallowed hard, then reluctantly shook his head at Conan's bewildered expression.

Her previous understanding of Kumail had always been as he expressed it.

Born in an organization, they resent their fate because of their rough and difficult life. Even if they break free from the shackles one day, they will never be grateful for the hardships, but will only hate the culprit who caused all this.

Curacao herself was like that, so she was not surprised at all that Kumail would think so.

But if, she meant if, the life Kumail was experiencing was completely different from what she had imagined...

Sensing some subtle emotions in Curacao's expression, Conan followed her gaze and cast an inquiring look in the direction of Tang Ze.

Did something about Tang Ze's behavior make Curacao feel a little off? Why did he always seem to be showing a kind of intermittent fear after that conversation...

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"How is the result?"

Amuro Toru had just shaken off his gloves that were stained with a little oil and dust when he heard the person standing behind him ask this question.

He paused, took a few more seconds to adjust his expression, then turned around and showed a perfunctory expression common in technical workers.

"There's nothing wrong with the wiring, and the installation and inspection were all correct. If the flickering occurs again, could it be a problem with your usage? Is the power supply in your campus normal?"

He acted out the whole thing. Toru Amuro, who entered the facility under the pretext of maintenance, did indeed carry a toolbox with him. He pretended to tinker with it a few times and it looked like the real thing.

There is no problem with the newly built circuit itself. Even if you don’t understand the parameters, the answer given is certain. There is nothing to feel guilty about.

What really upset Toru Amuro was that this guy had just stood next to him and played with his cell phone for a long time.

Theoretically, it is normal for a maintenance worker who is not working to stand aside and play with his mobile phone when he has nothing to do. However, it is precisely because he knows that there is a high probability that this person's identity is also problematic that Amuro Toru is even more unhappy.

It's the same as testing each other, but the other side doesn't have to do anything and can contact possible contacts openly. The comparison is really tragic.

[Her appearance has been concealed through some means. Her real hair color is almost white silver hair, and her eyes are almost without pigment.

This is not a natural mutation at all. What happened to her is perhaps a more worthy question to explore.

Shuichi Akai first read through the emails on the screen, making sure there was nothing missed, before putting away his phone and answering calmly.

"The power supply should be normal. You should ask our person in charge about this matter. I'm just a maintenance worker."

Of course, his purpose of coming here was to look after Conan, Tang Ze and others, but considering that Tang Ze was right next to Conan, he didn't need to worry about anything extra, and nothing would happen to the children. He just served as an insurance policy.

By the way, let's confirm the situation in Curacao, so that Conan, who is short of information, will not be insensitive to certain details.

The fact that Tang Ze could let Curacao, whose memory had been restored, follow him without hesitation showed that he already had clear means of restraint and had found the reins to control the situation.

So Shuichi Akai is indeed very relaxed and can spend some time with Toru Amuro for a while.

Toru Amuro glanced at the person in front of him again, shrugged, patted the stains off his gloves, stood up, and closed the lid of the distribution box directly.

"I still have to go to the computer room and see if there are any error logs."

This is another problem concerning the internal structure of the equipment. It seems that Toru Amuro is determined to find out who this person he met unexpectedly is.

Akai Shuichi continued to answer fluently: "I don't know about that, but I'm afraid there's no one on duty in the main control room here."

He didn't just sneak in. There were quite a few staff members at the entrance on the south side. On the way up, he carefully read and memorized the structural diagram to avoid any accidents and find a suitable evacuation route.

It is not easy to make a fuss about this and uncover one's disguise.

"What a hassle..." Amuro Toru looked at his watch. "Don't you have an accurate shift schedule? Or should I go to another office or something and borrow someone's key?"

"There should be a spare key for this place in the office behind the ticket office. Do you want me to continue leading the way?" Akai Shuichi's response was still direct, without any panic or evasion.

Amuro Toru quickly put on a polite social gesture and waved his hands repeatedly: "No need, don't you have your own tasks to do? Just tell me the general route."

"Well, go down the stairs in front, take the second staircase down, and there's an office on the left. If the second one is empty, check the third one; the key is usually kept there."

Shuichi Akai, who had actually looked at the map, answered very fluently and added some details.

In fact, he was not particularly clear which office it was, but he believed that Toru Amuro would not be able to really verify its authenticity.

At this point in the conversation, the limits of what can be explored through rhetoric have been reached, and there is no need to continue.

Toru Amuro then pointed in the direction he came up, indicating that he was about to go downstairs.

"Well, thank you for today, otherwise I would have to go through a lot of unnecessary trouble."

"No, thank you for your hard work."

After some polite social exchanges, the two finally said goodbye and turned to walk in opposite directions.

When they reached the end of the beam and people had already walked down a few steps along the escalator, Amuro Toru's expression finally turned completely cold.

Taking advantage of the cover of his back, he pulled out his gun from inside his shirt and loaded it.

Because he tried to slow down his movements as much as possible, the sound he made was very small and was drowned out by the mechanical noise of the Ferris wheel, making it difficult to hear clearly.

This person couldn't be an employee of the aquarium because he had done his homework before coming.

The newly opened Dongdu Aquarium has not yet hired maintenance workers for operation and maintenance.