As we all know, Dr. Agasa's family and Kuroba Kaito's family are the two major dens for manufacturing illegal items in Tokyo.
In terms of the type of making illegal items, Dr. Agasa is more futuristic and technologically oriented, while Kuroba Kaito is more traditional craftsmanship.
Human skin masks, fake documents, fake uniforms, magic props... these are the traditional strengths of the Kuroba family.
Qin Zhibo was brought into the house by Kuroba Kaito. Qin Zhibo saw the investigation point on the first-class portrait of the magician Kuroba Thief hanging on one wall.
【Topographic Survey√】
[Push the door and enter, there is a surprise inside]
Before Qin Zhibo could say anything, Kuroba Kaito reached out and pushed the portrait of the first-class Kuroba thief on the wall.
When the pressure reaches the required level, the portrait turns like a revolving door, revealing the other side of the portrait.
The other side is also a portrait of the first-class Black Feather Thief, but the skin is replaced by Kaitou Kidd's shirt. His handsome appearance under the moonlight arouses people's infinite reverie.
"come in."
Kuroba Kaito looked back at Qin Zhibo who was standing in front of the portrait.
Just when he thought Qin Zhibo was admiring his father's heroic appearance and felt a little proud in his heart, Qin Zhibo asked him an unexpected question.
"Does your father know how to draw? Or does your father know how to draw?"
"...Probably not."
"Does Mr. Terai know it?"
Kuroba Kaito scratched his head. He only heard that Terai's father was a good player at billiards when he was young, but he was bad at painting...
"No way...what's wrong?"
Kuroba Kaito didn't understand the meaning of Qin Zhibo's questions, and his eyes were a little baffled.
At this time, Qin Zhibo turned sideways, looked at Kuroba Kaito, and said, "That's strange. Who created these two portraits for your father?"
"The magician's painting is easy to understand. If Kaito Kidd's painting was also created by someone else, then..."
Qin Zhibo didn't finish what he said, leaving the rest to Kuroba Kaito himself to experience.
The highly intelligent Kuroba Kaito also immediately understood the meaning of Qin Zhibo's words. If this painting was neither painted by the Kuroba couple themselves nor Terai Kinosuke...
That means that as early as more than ten years ago, a fourth person knew the true identity of the first-generation Phantom Thief Kidd!
Kuroba Kaito's head was in a daze. Ever since he could remember, this portrait had been hanging at home, and he had been staring at the other side of the portrait for several months.
I actually didn’t understand the other meaning of this painting until now!
If this person knew that Kuroba Toichi was dead and Kaitou Kidd had reappeared, he would immediately suspect that it was Kuroba Toichi's son, who was responsible for him.
"never mind..."
Qin Zhibo patted the astonished Kuroba Kaito on the shoulder and comforted him: "Since this person painted your father so handsome and attractive, he must be one of his admirers and will not cause trouble for you."
"Let's get down to business quickly."
With Qin Zhibo's comfort, Kuroba Kaito temporarily restrained his inner thoughts and came to the workbench to start working.
The first thing to make was a human skin mask.
There are a large number of plaster statues of Kuroba Kaito here, including Nakamori Ginzo, Nakamori Aoko, Chaki Jintaro... The foundation team members have one person, and there is even Conan's.
"Can you use this Conan one?" Qin Zhibo asked, pointing to "Conan".
Obviously, the most difficult obstacle for Kaito Kuroba to disguise himself as Conan is that Conan is a dwarf.
Unexpectedly, Kuroba Kaito smiled sinisterly and explained, "This is to prank Officer Nakamori, and by the way, it 'infringes' on that brat's portrait rights."
Qin Zhibo sweated and continued to ask: "What about Maori Kogoro and Mao Lilan? Last time you were on the Suzuki family's boat, you disguised yourself as Mao Lilan..."
Kuroba Kaito pointed to the plaster statue of Nakamori Aoko, "This one will do, it's universal..."
Qin Zhibo nodded clearly, "In that case, Mouri Kogoro also directly used Nakamori Ginzo?"
"correct!"
Kuroba Kaito's happy expression made Qin Zhibo have a question in his heart, "Did you also make my plaster statue?"
As soon as Qin Zhibo asked this question, Kuroba Kaito immediately nervously blocked the underside of the workbench with his body, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
"No, no!"
"Really? I don't believe it..."
Qin Zhibo stepped forward and lifted the curtain under the workbench, and more plaster statues came into view, one of which had his own face and features.
What a tragedy!
Kuroba Kaito exclaimed inwardly.
However, Qin Zhibo held his plaster statue in his hands, looked at it for a while, and shook his head regretfully.
"The heat is still a little lacking, and I'm not as handsome as I am..."
"Really? I don't believe it!"
Kuroba Kaito, whose professional skills were questioned, immediately walked over seriously, and Qin Zhibo immediately did not hesitate to express his opinions, pointing out some facial details that could only be noticed by washing and looking in the mirror every day.
"The nose is here..."
"Here to the ears..."
"The eyes should..."
After a long time, Kuroba Kaito felt that his understanding of Qin Zhibo's face had been further improved.
Making a plaster statue of a human head is the most important step in making a human skin mask. Only by making this can we achieve the level where everything can be disguised.
However, using plaster to three-dimensionally copy human facial features depends on your talent, and you also need to have a sufficient understanding of art and sculpture.
According to the magic notes left by Black Feather Thief, among the people he has taught so far, only one student has reached this level, and he is considered a true disciple.
In order to practice making plaster statues, Kuroba Kaito made no fewer than dozens of plaster statues of human heads, among which the face of "Michael Bay" was improvised by him before.
Production officially began. Kuroba Kaito took out the "Michael Bay" plaster statue and placed it on the workbench. He heated the silicone, poured it, modified it, added hair, modified it again, and cooled it...
Kuroba Kaito is very proficient in the disguise technique. In less than two hours, he completed five "Michael Bay" human skin masks of the same style.
Qin Zhibo put on one of them and took a photo in front of Kuroba Kaito's camera lens to use as an ID photo.
Twenty minutes later, a driver's license with a slightly hot surface came out.
"Thanks, I use my image rights to pay for these things."
“But please remember not to use it for illegal or criminal purposes~”
Kuroba Kaito's face darkened.
You can't break the law and commit crimes. Isn't this the same as not saying anything?
After seeing off Qin Zhibo, Kuroba Kaito came to the portrait and looked at the life-size painting of the Phantom Thief under the Moon again.
After thinking for a while, Kuroba Kaito picked up the phone and made an international long-distance call to the Kaitou Lady - Kuroba Chikage.
"Kaito? It's midnight here...ah ha~" Kuroba Chikage lazily yawned on the phone.
"Mom, are you still in Las Vegas? Isn't the work over yet?"
"Well... work will still take some time. By the way, why did you suddenly think of calling me at this time? Are you encountering some emotional difficulties? It's Qingzi..."
Kuroba Chikage was teasing his son, but Kuroba Kaito had no intention of joking and said straight to the point: "Mom, where did the two life-size portraits of dad in our house come from?"
The other side of the phone was silent for a while before replying: "It is said that he is an artist friend whom Pirates met when he was young. He mainly creates some figure paintings and sculptures."
"The thief asked him for advice on making human skin masks, and even studied with this guy for a while..."
"As for the name, it seems to be 'Pickman'?"
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he encounters familiar people, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
