To Fang Zheng, those boring kidnappers had been nothing more than a minor interruption. In fact, he had already discovered who on the bus belonged to the Black-Clad Organization. That was right—the doctor named Araide Tomoaki. If Fang Zheng was not mistaken, he should have been Vermouth in disguise.
It seemed Vermouth had not recognized him, though—and that was perfectly normal. Just as every criminal in the world of Conan-ology could pull off a perfect crime and wait for a detective to solve it, Fang Zheng's 47 Soul Stone had a similar effect. Even if he slaughtered everyone at the scene, once he escaped the cordon, no one would remember what he looked like. At most, they would remember his clothes and what he had been wearing.
Even Vermouth and Gin would only remember that the other person had worn a black suit, a white shirt, and a red tie after Fang Zheng switched out the Soul Stone. They would have absolutely no memory of his appearance.
It was like getting a six-star wanted level in GTA, then washing your car and changing its color before driving out to become best buddies with the cops.
So Fang Zheng quietly planted a bug on Araide Tomoaki and waited for her to contact the organization. Then, he could use the radio waves to locate the Black-Clad Organization's headquarters.
However, just as Fang Zheng was waiting to reel in his catch, the Metropolitan Police Department came looking for him with another assignment. The reason was simple: Phantom Thief Kid had sent another calling card, saying he intended to steal a sapphire called Destiny's Gemstone. Naturally, after receiving the notice, the Metropolitan Police Department had to send people to protect it.
Thus, Inspector Megure recommended Fang Zheng, along with...
"Fang Zheng, come meet someone."