"Looks like we've found it," the cloaked man said lightly. "Mr. Kidd, the Strange Thief."

"Huh?" The police were stunned.

"Before getting on the airship, I asked Officer Nakamori to gather all the police officers involved, and then told them a task, which was to ask them to memorize their police ID numbers." The cloaked man said. "If I remember correctly, you've been in a similar situation, haven't you?"

The police did not say a word.

"I've looked through your files, I've looked through your criminal records, and I've found one very interesting record," said the cloaked man. "There was a time when you were in action in a bell tower that was about to be demolished. (Author: Summoned Detective Shinichi Kudo VS Kidd the Monster Thief) In that event, you once showed your feet. ”

Chiba's support unit captures the strangeness of the policeman's expression.

"On that occasion, Officer Nakamori interrogated you as a police officer and asked you what your police ID number was." The cloaked man continued. "You answered very well that time, but it proves that you are Kidd the Thief, because it is almost impossible for a normal person to do that."

The policeman had apparently regrouped his mood and just stood quietly, occasionally looking at Conan, the Cloaked Man, and the Thousand Feathers - as if they hadn't seen Gray Plains at all.

"But this time, we chose to do the opposite," the cloaked man continued. "After that setback, you should have remembered that you can't rashly reveal that you remember the other party's police ID number, so as long as we let the accompanying police officers remember the police officer ID number, you will be exposed."

Chiba was already completely ready to shoot, and took another deep breath.

To be reasonable, if he is the blame thief Kidd, I am afraid that this time he will have to show his filling, because this trap is really well dug.

"But if that's the case, then who is that monster thief Kidd we just saw?" The policeman asked suddenly. "Mr. Mori Kogoro and Sakai are still chasing him!"

"We never saw Sakai the whole time, did we?" The cloaked man said lightly. "At the same time, we only heard someone in the voice of Kogoro Mori holding Sakai's walkie-talkie saying to us these things - you did it."

"If I were Kidd the Thief, I wouldn't do that," the officer laughed and shook his head. "If Mr. Maori is here, it will all be exposed."

"Mori Kogoro isn't going to be here, is he?" The cloaked man asked rhetorically. "A gentleman pretending to be Kogoro Maori? Don't deny it to me, because we've learned that Kogoro Mori was secretly sent to a hospital in Guam with his previous patient, Honda. ”

Chiba was taken aback and looked at the police with an incredulous expression, but Conan in his field of vision didn't even have any body movements that might express his surprise.

"After we knew you were Kidd, we revised our previous plan," the Cloaked Man continued. "Teach others techniques to counter you in a space that blocks the possibility of being spied on, because we don't need to worry about any possibility of being heard by you and countering it."

"Is that all you call countermeasures?" The policeman looked at the water beneath his feet. "I now understand why you have high-soled boots for the cops, is it just to operate in such an environment?"

"yes, it's just a backup," the cloaked man shrugged. "But now it looks like we don't need to use backup at all, because that's when everybody is here."

"Okay," the policeman laughed and shook his head. "If that's the case, then I'll be able to do what you want."

Taking off his hat, unbuttoning his uniform, and taking off his uniform and soft armor, Kidd the Monster Thief then took off the human skin mask on his face and calmly looked at Conan's hands. "So, can you guys really stop me? I don't think you can do that. ”

"It's better than calling in all the people out there and giving you room to change your face, isn't it?" The cloaked man asked rhetorically.

"Okay," Kidd the Strange Thief shrugged. "Honestly, it's cold in here, so let's not waste too much time here."

"You can try," replied the cloaked man. "I'd love to see if Kidd the Monster Thief has really made any progress, or if he's standing still."

A look of surprise flashed across Kidd's face, but then he vanished. At the same time, his hands were in the pockets of his shirt, which was exposed. "So then, let's get started, shall we?"

The cloaked man snorted coldly. "Come on, do whatever you want."

Kidd's gaze shifted from Conan's hands to the cloaked man's face, and then his hands slowly reached out of his pockets, protecting the contents of his hands from the Thousand Feathers and them.

"Bang!" There was a noticeable popping sound in Kidd's hands, but nothing happened.

"Ah, looks like your smoke bomb is broken, isn't it?" The cloaked man spoke in an exaggerated, well-wisher-like tone of concern. "How about it, do you want me to fix it for you?"

Kidd frowned, staring at the cloaked man's face with a look of obvious bewilderment.

"Because of a previous reconnaissance operation, the police seized one of your consumable item packs, so I had the opportunity to study your item carefully," the cloaked man replied. "After our interpretation, we confirmed that your smoke bomb is made of white phosphorus as a fuming agent, and after manually crushing the smoke bomb and pushing the trigger mechanism to trigger an exothermic reaction, this heat penetrates the inert material shell that radiates the white phosphorus and envelops it, so that the white phosphorus contained inside begins to spontaneously ignite and release heat under the impetus of high temperature."

"But at the same time, after testing, we noticed one thing, and that is that in order to reduce the volume of the smoke bomb, the heat release capacity of this heat release device is very limited." The Cloaked Man continued, and Kidd on the other side was clearly listening to what he had to say. "Now, do you understand why I've been talking to you here for so long, and why this observation hall is so cold? This is to delay the time for the casing and white phosphorus of the smoke grenade you are carrying to cool as much as possible, resulting in an exothermic reaction that does not generate enough heat to heat the white phosphorus enough to spontaneously combust. ”

"Go on," said the cloaked man, raising his head slightly. "If you think you have any tricks up your sleeve, show them all for me to see—I'm looking forward to it."