Chapter 87 Chapter 87 Don't run ~ Junior Master
Then there was a chaos and Mr. Thief disappeared from the venue in a high-profile manner in full view of everyone.
As Suzuki Jirokichi's gaze fell on Olga, he exclaimed, and the thief officially won the competition. As Olga expected, the one she was wearing was the real "Heart of the Forest".
Olga smiled imperceptibly, with a sense of determination.
Kaito Kidd is indeed very powerful. But...
If you want to steal things from the police's territory, this high-profile style still needs to be properly disciplined.
*
After that, it was time for the usual bickering between Suzuki Jirokichi and Nakamori Ginzo, but Olga had no interest in it.
So she did as she had planned before, put on an expression of remorse, wore a dress that was not convenient for movement, and "wiped her tears" and left the scene quickly while trying not to attract attention.
Olga chose the top of a building in a sparsely populated area.
The wind was strong on the rooftop, and there were few lights around. Tokyo in May can sometimes be described as scorching hot, but at this moment, the rooftop was still a little chilly.
The view here is very good, and Olga can almost see everything around her.
She rubbed the cold skin on her upper arms, and after catching a glimpse of an inconspicuous white dot not far away, she walked towards the edge of the rooftop without hesitation.
Because he lost the priceless "Heart of the Forest", he blamed himself so much that he wanted to die to atone for his sin. It's reasonable... right?
Perhaps in Japan, seppuku is more appropriate for this situation.
Olga thought about this with great interest as she plummeted from the top of the building. However, using seppuku wouldn't allow her to catch the fish she wanted.
*
The feeling of weightlessness was actually quite exciting, at least for Olga.
She closed her eyes, feeling the sharp wind in her ears as she plummeted, the adrenaline surging, the excitement cascading from her cerebral cortex, and the dull pain of an overloaded heart...
Then, the fall stopped. Although it was only for a fraction of a second, the thrill was gone.
Olga opened her eyes somewhat displeasedly and met the expected pair of eyes, the right eye wearing a monocle.
The white hang glider drew a graceful arc in the sky and then continued to climb upwards.
Mr. Thief had already changed out of his flamboyant white tuxedo. As for his monocle? He probably hadn't had time to remove it yet.
Obviously, after obtaining the "Heart of the Forest", Mr. Thief had planned to retire, but unfortunately he was caught off guard by Olga's actions.
Looking at it this way, Olga thought, he looked exactly like Kudo Shinichi.
As for disguise? From Olga's professional perspective, there wasn't any, especially since she had already seen Kuroba Kaito's profile photo. But even so, after seeing Kuroba Kaito's full face with her own eyes, Olga couldn't help but feel amazed.
Are there really two people in the world who are so similar?
Olga was being held by Kuroba Kaito as they glide through the sky, giving her ample time to observe. She saw Mr. Thief sigh in relief, and then his expression changed to one of helplessness and silly smugness.
After avoiding indirectly causing others to "slash themselves" due to his own behavior, he seemed to finally have time to think about his own activities.
but……
proud?
*
Mr. Thief placed Olga lightly on the top of a tall building, like a feather falling to the ground.
After a frigid flight, Olga finally felt the solid ground. Almost immediately, she felt the cool, hard texture of metal on her shoulders and neck, and the imperceptible touch of fingertips brushing against her skin.
The Heart of the Forest is back.
It seems that Mr. Thief is too late to put on gloves this time.
"Well, bye, Miss Emerald."
The lively and flamboyant voice of a young man came from behind, and it sounded mysterious and distorted in the night wind.
Olga glanced to the side, and out of the corner of her eye she saw the big white bird spreading its wings again, ready to soar into the sky.
She suddenly smiled, reached out, and grasped one of the wings of the big white bird without question.
Then, the "bird" that had just left the ground had its wings pinched and had to fall back to the ground. Fortunately, it managed to stand firm and avoid falling in an embarrassing position.
"Don't go~" The emerald eyes seemed even deeper in the darkness. Olga raised the corners of her mouth and said in a playful tone, "Uncle Master~"
*
Kuroba Kaito was stunned, for real.
Although his job was not a detective, two words immediately flashed through his clever brain - premeditated!
This was a premeditated trap set for him!
So Kuroba Kaito almost immediately became alert. He took a step back as if inadvertently, increasing the distance between him and Olga.
At the same time, the little thoughts that were unique to adolescent boys and aroused by their interactions with beautiful opposite sex were like soap bubbles in the sun. Before anyone could appreciate them, they popped.
This was the first time that Kuroba Kaito felt a huge threat when facing a person of the same age.
This threat doesn't come from a sworn enemy like Kudo Shinichi, nor does it come from a friend-at-arms like Koizumi Akako... It's more like a threat caused by a pure difference in experience and circumstances.
Hey, hey! Is this guy some evil member of a sinister organization?! He looks like the type who'd take over a dozen lives—
No, no, no, that can't be. Olga Kriss is a world-renowned musician. No member of a criminal organization would use such a conspicuous identity... right?
And she definitely didn't disguise herself!
But, just to catch him, she would do something like "jumping off a building", how crazy is that! What if he didn't catch her in time?
No! Anyway, why is this guy so sure that he will catch her?
…
For a moment, Kuroba Kaito's thoughts raced, but his expression remained relaxed and at ease.
"Junior Master?" Kuroba Kaito smiled a broad smile similar to Kudo Shinichi's, raised his hand and scratched the back of his head, "Hey, little sister, we look about the same age!"
Meanwhile, Kuroba Kaito had retreated to the edge of the building, his eyes quickly glancing downstairs. His assistant, Grandpa Terai, was ready.
Then, Kuroba Kaito saw the girl opposite him who was so beautiful that he couldn't help but flirt with her a few more times when he was stealing "Mori's Heart", and he brushed a strand of messy red hair behind her ear and walked towards him calmly.
One step, two steps, ...
The expensive heels on the rooftop floor seemed particularly oppressive in the empty night. She had a kind smile on her face, but it made people feel inexplicably scared.
But just when Kuroba Kaito tensed his muscles and was ready to jump off the building to escape at any time, Olga stopped about one meter in front of him.
This is a perfect social distance, not too close to make people nervous, but not too far to seem unfamiliar.
"Ah, you look afraid of me, Junior Uncle?" Olga tilted her head and stretched out a hand. "Do I look scary?"
Kuroba Kaito saw her expression change. She was still smiling, but at this moment Olga was like most high school girls, a little playful and a little friendly, as if the lingering sense of danger before was just his illusion.
Kuroba Kaito hesitated for a second, then shook hands with Olga and said in a deliberately drawn-out, muffled voice:
"Olga Kriss is a world-renowned beauty—and come to think of it, you haven't answered me yet. Why do you call me 'Little Master'?"
Kuroba Kaito's acting is indeed good, and he looks very relaxed, but in Olga's opinion, there are still many loopholes.
Olga put her hands behind her back and shrugged, "Because one of your father, Kuroba Toichi's apprentices, Sharon Wynyard, is my teacher."
Judging from the news, Sharon Wynyard and Olga were indeed close friends. Kuroba Kaito quickly considered Olga's words in his mind, his eyes subtly examining the girl across from him. Sharon Wynyard had indeed been his father's apprentice, a fact few people likely knew...
If what Olga said was true, then... as Sharon Wynyard's apprentice, there was nothing wrong with her calling him "Junior Master Uncle"... but it was still strange to hear someone of the same age calling her that.
Kuroba Kaito's mouth twitched slightly, but he hid it well. Then, perhaps believing Olga's words, his attitude immediately warmed up, as if he were actually acting like an elder.
Olga smiled on the surface, but inwardly she was acting out a cold exchange with Kuroba Kaito.
That's okay, she thought. The initial goal had been achieved. Now she just had to proceed step by step according to the plan.
He's just a high school student. Even though his IQ is much higher than his peers, it's just like dealing with Kudo Shinichi. It's not difficult at all.
*
In less than a month, Olga quickly became familiar with Kuroba Kaito and became closer than ordinary friends.
Olga could easily please anyone if she wanted to.
"Next, we just have to wait for Kuroba Kaito to steal the medicine."
Outside the research institute directly under the Public Security Bureau, in a secluded place, Olga sat in the passenger seat of the car, supporting her head with one hand, looking through the window at the heavily guarded building not far away.
“Is this really okay?” In the driver’s seat, Vermouth released the steering wheel, pulled the handbrake, and leaned back in the chair with her arms folded. She also looked in the direction Olga was looking, with a complicated expression, “He’s using his friend like this. That boy is not stupid. When he realizes——”
"He has realized it." Olga turned her head and glanced at Vermouth with a cold look, and a wicked smile slowly appeared at the corner of her lips.
"So, we've broken up. Of course, the soft-hearted Mr. Thief still agreed to help me steal the medicine."
Vermouth's lips parted. Facing Olga like this, she didn't know what to say.
Remind her that it was her friend?
This might sound funny to Olga.
Vermouth's premonition came true. Olga simply turned her head back and looked at Vermouth with a half-smile, but her tone was aggressive.
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