Phantom Thief of Heart!but conan

Chapter 223

Following Huiyuan Ai's description, Tang Ze's expression changed very richly, and finally settled on a twisted and tangled expression.

Compared with the gin that was massacred in the snow that Haibara Ai dreamed about in the original work, the scope of the dream she described this time has obviously expanded a lot.

How should I put it, it's kind of like, the investigator passed a san check casually, and it turned out that the inspiration was a big success...

In addition to dreaming about the original plot line, she also described a scene in the carriage where Tang Ze disguised herself as her and ran out to draw away the firepower, just like a prophecy...

What does this correspond to, the future train chapter?
Bourbon has already appeared so early, it is impossible for the train chapter to be reproduced in high-definition... Hui Yuanyi means that it is his turn to be Shirley this time, right?

It's quite reasonable, the more you think about it, the more reasonable it is.

Just as he and Teru Hoshikawa are very suitable for wearing vests, Tang Ze and Miyano Shiho are related by blood, and the inherited sexual characteristics are also very similar, with chestnut hair, blue eyes, and a soft baby face. Personally playing Miyano Shiho, he is indeed more suitable than Kidd...

Wait, no, he doesn't wear women's clothes!He's not Kidd's transvestite!
Vigilantly returning to his senses, Tang Ze put aside his dangerous thoughts, and quickly rubbed Hui Yuanai's shaggy hair a few times.

"I love to worry, little friend." Tang Ze grinned and rubbed her a few times, "Just don't worry, everything will be fine."

What can Black Fang do to stitch the world together, the Kirijo Group is amazing!
Sew something awesome and see the strength.

However, when mentioning this, Tang Ze turned Hui Yuan Ai's head towards him: "In two days, if Kudou insists on coming to the memorial service for director Jiumaki, let him come alone , you stay at home for me, do you hear me?"

Hui Yuanai blinked his eyes twice, met the same blue pupils as his own, and felt a little more at ease.

Noisy, fun-loving, a lot of drama... But Tang Ze has never failed to live up to any expectations.

"Okay." Although he didn't think he would take the initiative to join in the fun, Hui Yuan Ai obediently agreed.

"Well, okay, wait for my good news."

Patting the soft hair in his hand, Tang Ze was very relieved, feeling that his sister would save trouble.

The plot is right, sneak attack on him, right...

Come on, let him see how to teleport Haibara Ai to Pisco's face this time.

Speaking of pisco, though, chances are rare anyway...

"Xiao Ai," Tang Ze approached mysteriously while holding her head, "Have you ever met a person named Kenzo Masuyama in the organization? Tell me everything you know about him thing……"

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"Ding-dong-"

After waiting for a while, seeing that there was no movement at the door, Conan walked around a little anxiously, then stood on tiptoe, ready to ring the doorbell again.

No emails, no phone calls...

The guy joker, he must have been injured, and now he is unconscious at home, right?

Wait for another 5 minutes. If there is no response and the phone is not answered, he has to think about whether to call the emergency call.

"Conan, right?" Before his hand touched the button of the doorbell again, a head with messy brown hair poked out from the entrance, "Don't press it, the boss is busy... let me open the door for you. "

"Oh, oh, thank you..."

After reacting for a few seconds, Conan remembered that this was the boy Xing Chuanhui introduced by the joker before.

Conan tried his best not to look too rude, but couldn't help but glance over his hair, which was scrambled into a short ponytail.

Obviously when I saw him last time, he was quite handsome and handsome, but now I wear the black-framed glasses, and my hair is randomly scratched...

He opened the door and let Conan walk in. Xing Chuanhui ignored his overt and secret look, yawned and led him towards the war room, not worried about what Conan would find.

In the early days, when he went out without any cover, Xing Chuanhui was still a little nervous about being recognized as wise, and often hunched over on the road, trying to hide his face.

Later, when it happened three or four times that he and Tang Ze, who was disguised as a wise figure, walked side by side on the road, but the little girl who came to ask for an autograph would always call Tang Ze wise, he gradually became numb.

As long as the hairstyles are very different, no one will suspect even if the face is carved out of the same mold.

After all kinds of unbelievable statements from Tang Ze's mouth were verified again and again, Xing Chuanhui had begun to get used to letting his brain gradually smooth, as long as Tang Ze said everything was right.

"What's the matter, little detective?" Tang Ze, who was busy writing something in his notes, heard two footsteps of different severity stepping into the door, and asked directly without raising his head, "What's new?"

Hearing his voice, Conan's gaze gathered over like a searchlight, and he was surprised to find that joker really didn't seem to be injured at all.

Due to speculation about Conan's intentions, Tang Ze deliberately chose a street-style T-shirt with a strong style to wear on his body today. The clothes were deliberately designed with holes and two holes were directly dug out from the shoulders, so that the intact body underneath could be exposed. shoulders.

"I've already said I'm fine." Putting down his pen, Tang Ze stretched his back and sat up straight, "I don't live here alone, maybe you're afraid that no one will find me when I collapse at home and leave in a desolate place?" went?"

"Uh, ah ha ha ha..." Conan's mind was broken, and Conan smiled awkwardly a few times, looked at Xing Chuanhui who was yawning and sitting on the side of the table, and then glanced at the mask paper stuck to his face , Yu Gongtian, whose hair was not completely dry, scratched his head in embarrassment.

It's easy to forget that joker is always seen alone, this guy is actually a gang, heh, he has companions.

"If you want to check whether I'm dead or not, you've already seen it. I'm fine. Those are really fake blood." Tang Ze said nonsense without changing his expression, and pulled the laptop toward him, " If you have any other questions, please hurry up and ask, since the Phantom Thief channel was established, we have been quite busy."

Unable to look back at the two members of the Phantom Thieves, Conan thought for a while, then climbed onto the office chair and sat on the last side of the square table: "Today, I accidentally heard some news about the organization. You further confirm... today we are on the road..."

Listening to Conan's narration, Miyano Akemi and Xing Chuanhui stopped the movements of their hands one after another, and looked at Tang Ze from the corner of their eyes.

Conan's question is considered to be the right person.Tang Ze is more than able to further confirm...

"Oh, two days later, Cupido City Hotel..." Pretentiously clutching his chin, Tang Ze leaned back in the swivel chair in a serious manner, turned the chair twice, his face full of thought, "I really don't know the details .Thank you for reminding me."

Miyano Akemi and Xing Chuanhui froze for a while, and silently stuffed the documents in their hands.

The two of them are now holding the first half and the second half of the guest list of director Jiujuan's memorial service in their hands, and are helping Tang Ze distinguish the characters that may be related to the organization based on their own memories.

No matter how many times they watch it, they still have to admire Tang Ze's ability to speak nonsense smoothly and naturally.

Otherwise he is the leader...

(End of this chapter)