Chapter 183

"What's the situation? How did Kaitou Kid fall down on his own?" Hattori asked in surprise.

"Hey, a dark shadow just ran past there. Hattori, let's go!"

Conan said hurriedly from the back seat.

Kuroba Kaito fell into the river.

The box for the Egg of Memories floated on the water.

A slender hand reached down and fished out the exquisite box.

Pisco's eyes flashed with a sharp light.

"Unexpectedly, it was so easy to get."

"Kaitou Kid, hehe, he's not hard to deal with either."

She curled her lips and opened the box.

Then, her eyes slowly widened, and her small red mouth opened into an 'O' shape.

What the hell is in here?

It's not the Egg of Memories at all.

She reached her fair hand into the box and took out a similarly white egg.

"Huh? Why is there writing on it?"

Borrowing the moonlight, Pisco looked carefully.

Then her small face turned red instantly—not from shyness, but from anger.

She raised her arm and threw the egg on the ground in anger.

The egg was actually hard-boiled; although the shell cracked, it kept its shape after hitting the ground.

"Pfft."

Watching the egg rolling on the ground, Pisco suddenly laughed.

She pursed her lips and said: "As expected of the strongest Onmyoji in Tokyo."

"Both Kaitou Kid and I have been played."

"Hehe, it seems I have no choice but to use your weakness."

A sharp light flashed in Pisco's eyes, and she turned and left.

Not long after, a motorcycle sped over.

Before it even stopped, Conan jumped off.

He rushed to the riverbank and looked at the calm surface of the river.

"Oh no, Kaitou Kid is gone."

Looking left and right, he saw a box lying on the ground and hurriedly ran over.

"Huh? The box is empty? Could the Egg of Memories have been taken by someone?"

"No, if they took it, why leave the box here? That Egg of Memories isn't very sturdy."

Heiji Hattori parked the motorcycle and ran over too.

He suddenly bent down and picked up a white egg on the ground.

This thing was right next to the box; it looked strange no matter how you looked at it.

"Huh? There's writing on it too."

Conan also leaned his small head over and read by the moonlight: "Mem... ries?!"

Huh?

What the hell kind of memories.

Is it the Egg of Memories just because you wrote the word 'Memories' on an egg?

At most, it's just an Egg of Memories.

We spent the whole night running around, exhausted to death, just for this piece of junk?

The two of them stared blankly for a while.

Then, they suddenly grinned at the same time, revealing strange smiles.

Although both of them had been played by Akaso Kaze, thinking about Kaitou Kid working all night only to see this thing at the end...

For some reason, their moods improved.

The frustration of being played around all day vanished instantly.

Sure enough, Kid's misery is our happiness.

The two looked at each other and revealed knowing smiles at the same time.

Truly full of "bromance."

"Hey? Where did Kaitou Kid go?" Heiji Hattori asked. "He didn't fall into the river and drown, did he?"

"I doubt it. If that happened, our future entertainment would be much less." Conan also looked at the calm water.

Behind them, in the bushes on the other side of the road.

Kuroba Kaito gritted his teeth and wiped the tears from his face.

Bastard!

I should have thought of this earlier.

I really shouldn't have stolen from that Onmyoji.

Now, not only did I fail to steal the item, I almost lost my life.

The most terrifying thing is that he, the dignified Kaitou Kid, has now become an object of ridicule and a target of pity.

This is too terrible; I'd better go home.

He silently crawled backward on his hands and knees.

"Hey, Hattori, I found an injured pigeon and some broken glass in the bushes here."

The two were searching separately when Conan suddenly called out.

Heiji Hattori turned to look.

He saw Conan holding the injured pigeon in one hand and picking up the broken monocle with a handkerchief in the other.

"Could it be that the wind at high altitude was too strong, causing the lens to loosen and fall off?"

"But with Kaitou Kid's cautious personality, there shouldn't be any fingerprints on it."

Heiji Hattori speculated according to normal logic.

Conan shook his head and frowned: "No, this monocle didn't fall off on its own; someone sniped it off Kid's face."

"Sniped?" Heiji Hattori looked surprised and confirmed: "Are you talking about sniping with a gun?"

No kidding, what else could it be besides sniping with a gun?

A slingshot?

Conan rolled his eyes at Heiji Hattori and turned his attention back to the monocle in his hand.

"The lens is shattered, but there are no bloodstains on it, which means the bullet didn't hit Kaitou Kid."

"But judging from the sniping position, this sniper wanted to take Kid's life."

Conan said to Heiji Hattori: "Find a place to call the police and tell them the situation here. I'll go look around."

"Kid is tough; maybe we can still find him in the river!"

Heiji Hattori nodded, then suddenly thought of something.

"If the sniper hasn't left, wouldn't you be in danger?"

"Stupid!"

Conan rolled his eyes and explained: "The sniper would definitely leave the scene as soon as possible after the crime. That person should have left long ago."

"Besides, I'm just a child; the other party won't suspect a child of having any bad intentions."

After Conan's explanation, Heiji Hattori felt it made sense.

The two had been messing around for so long; the sniper must have left long ago.

But calling him "stupid" was too heartless.

"I was just worried about you..."

Watching the small figure riding away on a skateboard, Heiji Hattori muttered, his eyes filled with bromance.

A small figure ran along the riverbank, looking for a suitable sniping spot.