Phantom Thief of Heart!but conan

Chapter 243 It's All About Operations

"I know you are a guy who is very good at picking people up, and you brought Xingchuan and me back with a few words," Akemi Miyano folded her arms and took a deep breath, "But you really just went upstairs to fight today. Did you fall asleep on the phone for a while? He is..."

If it weren't for the blond man, he would be a normal human being anyway—probably? ——Miyano Akemi is simply suspicious, just like being able to conjure a 28-inch gun with bare hands, maybe Tang Ze conjured him from somewhere.

Otherwise, it would only take more than an hour before and after, how did this become a living person?
Miyano Akemi, who didn't know that she had the truth in some sense, let out a long sigh of breath, and turned her head helplessly to make tea for Leon.

What else can I do?Everyone is standing here, so don't be too rude.

Those who can be taken directly to the base must be people trusted by Tang Ze, so...if you have any questions, please ask them later.

"Do you get along well with your family?" Seeing Miyano Akemi pulling Xing Chuanhui away muttering, Leon smiled.

"You look very familiar with me here, you really are sitting in the room watching the screen every day, right?" Tang Ze walked to the sofa and sat down, tentatively threw an apple over, saw it was naturally caught by Leon, Just shook his head, "It really has a body... Although I know that this world is weird, but others can really see you, which is too weird. Oh, or you are essentially the same as Mary, Not a decent velvet assistant?"

As long as he thinks that in the future, not only will he be able to pull all kinds of things from the props bar anytime and anywhere, but he can also pull out a big living person...everywhere feels weird.

Picking up the apple and taking a bite, Leon shrugged his shoulders: "For you, isn't this a great thing? You are busy every day, taking off your makeup, pulling someone to accompany you to wear onion skins and take off onion skins... Have fun Are you happy?"

"Interesting, indeed it's quite interesting." Thinking of this, Tang Ze sighed in annoyance, "It's a pity that it's really not easy to teach others about the technique of disguise, and my energy is still limited. Otherwise, you can play some more operations..."

While talking, Tang Ze's cell phone rang twice, judging from the sound effect, someone should be sending a message to joker.

"The non-stop protagonist is here." Tang Ze stopped chatting and took out his phone helplessly.

There are only a few people who have got the joker mailbox, and this point will contact him, and it is definitely Conan without using their brains.

But just after receiving a wave of rank promotion rewards, Tang Ze, who felt that he was short-handed, still worked hard to start customer service work.

This is not a short email. When you open the title, dense black characters occupy the entire phone screen.

Tang Ze dragged the page to read bit by bit, the further down he went, the more he couldn't help but shrink his head back, his double chin was almost squeezed out.

After leaving the velvet room, Leon, who no longer had Tang Ze's vision, looked at his expression curiously, walked around behind him and took a look, and was immediately amused.

"Don't you like to operate, master of micromanagement?" He patted Tang Ze's shoulder twice, "Here comes the operation. Are you happy?"

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"Ding-dong-"

The sound was harsh and sharp, and the doorbell of Kudo's house, which was still not well repaired, screamed miserably, revealing the misery of not paying wages and working overtime.

Standing in front of the neighbor's gate, Tang Ze felt that he briefly empathized with the doorbell at this moment.

Not long after, the door was opened a crack, Conan poked his head out furtively, and then met——

——A face that belonged to Kudo Shinichi.

"Isn't this your own home? Why do you look like a thief." Tang Ze said expressionlessly.

He was still wearing the school uniform of Joker's Xiujin Academy, and he glanced at the full-length mirror before going out, weird, weird.

Kudo Shinichi is wearing a school uniform, he really looks like an overlord, let's open the door quickly and let him change clothes.

Conan was also in a hurry, stretched out his hand and dragged him into the door without any explanation, and kept saying, "Come in quickly, don't let Huiyuan or the doctor see it. I didn't tell them about this."

"After all, your plan is too weird, you will be regarded as a freak if you say it." Tang Ze stepped into the door.

The last time Mao Lilan's cleaning was over, the guilty Conan called her as Kudo Shinichi. After that, housekeepers would come to clean the mansion regularly, so even if it has been vacant, the environment is still clean.

After closing the door tightly, Conan breathed a sigh of relief before he was in the mood to refute him and said, "You let me find a suitable identity to go there. Director Jiumaki is a world-class director, and his memorial service is not so easy to get in." , there is no suitable way, how can it be so simple to ask for an invitation temporarily? In such a short time, I have no better way."

Why not, you can still sneak in directly because you are a brat...

Tang Ze restrained the urge to use the original plot to complain about him, and followed him upstairs resignedly.

I promised everything, so what else can I do?

He originally wanted to go to this memorial service, but now he just needs to go through a few more procedures to bring in the restless detectives. It's a small problem.

Persuading himself like this in his heart, Tang Ze still complained to him casually: "Just ask me to bring you in, and then let me leave as soon as possible... For a long time, I'm just a disguised form of transportation to pick you up chant?"

"I didn't mean that." Taking out the key and tiptoing to open his bedroom, Conan said he was wronged, "It was you who said before that this time the members of the organization are the bait to attract you, you have to hide it well As for the status... I also said that if you don’t want to go or it’s inconvenient, I will ask Tang Ze to come over, and you can just help him change his appearance.”

Tang Ze sighed deeply, and said vicissitudes of life: "Forget it, there's no need. I'll do it."

After all, it was himself who was unlucky.

Anyway, he has to be a tool man, and if he does it again, will he disguise himself?
He is not sick.

"I don't have any more suitable solution." Conan shook his head, "It's okay to ask the doctor, but there are so many members of the organization at the scene, it's still very dangerous. It's better not to involve the doctor. I know people who know my identity For men of the same age, there are only the two of you now."

Tang Ze choked slightly, feeling helpless.

Who is to blame?It seems that he should blame himself for showing too many vests to Conan.

Suddenly missed his chariot brother.

If it hadn't been mixed into the main line prematurely, this positioning should belong to Hattori Heiji.

This kind of thing really should be done by him, and the problem can be solved with a little powder, how easy it is...

There are a lot of complaints in my heart, but since I have agreed to come to work overtime, let's admit it.

The hard-working Tang Ze rummaged through the closet for a while, found a dark black formal suit, and gestured in the mirror.

"Well, why don't you change it? I don't like this set very much, and I always feel that the pants are a bit long." Conan, who stood by and watched him rummage through, was still in the mood to comment.

"That's right, you'll think it's because you're shorter than me." Tang Ze vetoed him mercilessly, and suppressed his protest with one hand, unfolding the clothes to change, "Okay, hurry up Time, arriving too late is too noticeable."

(End of this chapter)