"Oh, they're coming out. Looks like officers from the First Investigation Division and Second Investigation Division..."
"Inspector! Inspector Megure! Has there been any progress in the theft case at the Suzuki Group?"
"Some say the culprit behind this case is the famous international thief. Has the police obtained any relevant evidence? Is there any hope of recovering the stolen items?"
"There are reports that Kaito Kid was also involved in the subsequent theft plans. Is that true?"
"Look over here, Detective Mouri...!"
"Called it."
As he followed the police out of the castle, the suspect himself leisurely folded his arms and shrugged.
The media, who would stop at nothing to dig up explosive scoops and news, were an important part of Tokyo. Without these people willing to do anything for attention, some things simply could not get done.
"That's normal." Hoshikawa Teru, standing beside him, showed little reaction. "Sometimes I think they're even better informed than those organizations. Several people who realized there was something strange about the shrunken detective without ever meeting him figured it out purely from newspaper coverage surrounding Detective Mouri."
He had once feared those overly bright flashbulbs and the pitch-black camera lenses that seemed to contain countless watching eyes. But after such a long period of "desensitization therapy," he had completely toughened up.
At this point, although he still felt that Tangze making him play Akechi Goro, someone so social who practically lived surrounded by cameras, was a malicious joke aimed at him, he acknowledged Tangze's reasoning.
If he could not even bear the torrent of public opinion and other people's gazes, how could he become a Phantom Thief of Hearts who stood against humanity's subconscious desires?
"Wow." Hearing how calmly he said that, Kaito Kuroba looked away, glanced at the reporters who had begun