Phantom Thief of Heart!but conan

Chapter 249 Tang Ze: It's okay if you don't walk peacefully

"What's going on?" The master of ceremonies, who was standing far away, asked eagerly the people around him even though he stood on tiptoe and couldn't see clearly the situation in the arena.

"Water, crystal lamp..." The fat man closest to him looked at the crystal lamp that almost brushed his shoulders and fell to the ground. His legs were weak, he took two steps back, and fell to the ground.

Tang Ze took two steps back, stepped on two glass pendants that fell at his feet, and looked at Shigehiko Tunkou's face that was crooked by the heavy object.

Before he died, he learned that his illegitimate son had climbed to the top of the organization, and witnessed a weird scene of a replicant. Seeing his mouth crooked and his eyes slanting, it was obvious that he walked very unsafely.

That's fine, it's fine if you don't feel safe.

Tang Ze nodded in satisfaction, and in the midst of the noisy commotion, he asked Xing Chuanhui who was standing beside him in a low voice: "How do you feel? Enjoyable? Or confused?"

Xing Chuanhui tightened his fingers, clutched the glasses in the palm of his hand, and his voice was a little dry: "I don't know, it's a little relaxed, but suddenly I feel... It turns out that he is also such an ordinary and fragile human being. No need An ingenious strategy, an ordinary person who would die easily without racking his brain... My hatred and fear, my suffering for the past ten years, seem meaningless."

"How could it be?" Tang Ze wanted to pat Xing Chuanhui on the shoulder consolingly, but he can't move easily now. There will be many people who will notice him in the field, and he has to fulfill his duties and play wise multiple identities, "From now on From the moment it starts, it makes sense. 'Tunkou Hayato' is already a thing of the past."

"...I understand. Okay." Xing Chuanhui closed his eyes, took a step back, and put his glasses back on. "I'm fine. Don't worry about me. Let's deal with your own troubles first."

Viscous blood drips down and gathers along the sharp crystal pendant, and the bright crimson slowly climbs and spreads outwards, and the fine and dense rainbow colors reflected by the crystal lamp are reflected in the pool of blood. With the overflow of blood, it swayed gently like water waves.

Xing Chuanhui watched this bloody and magnificent scene carefully, and firmly remembered it.

The 18 years of pressure on his back, the seemingly endless suffering, the pressure from the surname "Tunkou", seems to have found a breach in himself, overflowing, converging, and slowly dripping out just like the blood .

He is Xing Chuanhui.

Confirming that his teammates are now in a stable state of mind and will not suddenly collapse or go mad, Tang Ze stares at Shigehiko Tunkou's body with peace of mind, and enters his stage role.

"Everyone, please be quiet!" There was a piercing noise from the speaker, and the Mumu Police Department, holding a police ID in one hand, grabbed the microphone from the master of ceremonies, and the loud voice echoed throughout the venue, "I am from the Metropolitan Police Department. Mumu! Please stay where you are, don’t panic, don’t leave the scene at will!”

Behind him, the police officers from the first search section quickly approached and removed the huge crystal lamp that was pressing on Tunkou Shigehiko.

Takagi squatted down, quickly checked Shigehiko Tunkou's condition, and shook his head: "No, the pulse is gone. Confirm death."

Police Department Megure sighed, and pulled out the gloves he carried with him from the inner pocket.

Tang Ze didn't rush up as a detective, but watched Gao Mushe remove his fingers from Shigehiko Tunkou's mouth and nose, then raised his eyelids and looked around.

Around the place where the crystal chandelier fell, a vacuum zone naturally formed, which is now occupied by the police.

Directly opposite Tang Ze, a tall blond woman was crossing her arms, communicating with the person behind her in English, and when she noticed his gaze, she stopped speaking and looked back.

She was wearing a black slim dress, which perfectly outlined her curves. Just looking at her standing out from the crowd, one could feel her unusual charm.

The world-renowned movie star, Chris Wynyard, also known as Belmode, looked at Goro Akechi who looked up and down at him, and burst into a meaningful smile.

Tang Ze stared at her water-green eyes for two seconds before turning away and continuing to observe the crime scene and other guests.

"The police, it's just in time." The businessman standing aside saw the police inspecting the corpse and began to surround the scene. He couldn't help but sarcastically.

"Because someone contacted the police, saying that a homicide may occur here tonight." Mu Mu police department glanced at him, remembering his appearance for the time being, and then looked at the dead on the ground again, "said, someone may murder swallow tonight MP."

Without the cover of the crystal chandelier, Shigehiko Tunkou's bloodied face, terrified and distorted face was completely exposed to everyone's sight. Many guests around covered their mouths, turned their heads away and dared not look again.

"As a result, the mouth-to-mouth councilor died." The businessman who spoke had no intention of dismissing the accusation, and said relentlessly, "Do you just work like this with taxpayers' money?"

The Mumu Police Department secretly rolled their eyes, knowing that they met someone who was not forgiving, so they simply took out the writing pad for recording the notes, and began to ask in a businesslike manner: "Sir, may I ask who you are?"

Seeing that the police and the guests began to argue, Tang Ze looked around the venue again, and finally found Conan who squeezed out from between the legs of the guests.

The face of the horrible corpse was facing Conan's direction. As soon as he squeezed out of the crowd, Conan looked up and saw such a face.

After all, he was a detective who was used to murder cases. Conan's reaction was much calmer than those of adults. He just frowned, and began to use his sight to do preliminary investigation and analysis.

He rubbed the handkerchief in his hand, looked at the text of the memorial service embroidered on the upper left corner, his brain was spinning rapidly, and kept thinking about it.

Seeing Xing Chuanhui with his head bowed, he took a few steps back and blended into the crowd, Tang Ze pretended to have finally recovered, and walked towards the Mumu Police Department.

"Officer Megure, Officer Takagi..." Tang Ze nodded to them.

"Ah, Akechi-kun." Takagi Tsubasa's eyes lit up as he checked the crystal chandelier, "You are also standing next to the crystal chandelier. How are you doing, do you have any clues?"

"Hmm...Mr. Tunkou walked to this position by himself at the time." Tang Ze made a thoughtful gesture, "I didn't see anyone acting suspiciously near him. Are there any traces on the lamp?"

Takagi touched the pendant on the crystal chandelier, and pointed to the hanging position in the center that collapsed due to the loss of support: "It seems that there is something wrong with the hanging chain, which caused the crystal chandelier to fall directly... ...The police officers who still need to do trace inspection come over to rule out the possibility of aging."

Tang Ze also squatted down, expressionless, not very actively checking the parts in front of him, his consciousness really began to drift, and he became distracted.

Of course he knew what was going on, but Akechi Goro couldn’t turn his back on the colleague who helped him avenge him, so he could only fish actively for a while, waiting for Conan, who was loading the article, to push the rhythm.

About the scumbag Shigehiko Tunkou...

Tang Ze used his simple concept of justice to evaluate, it was like opening champagne, he didn't even bother to pretend.

Anyway, everyone in the audience saw the scene where he was slapped by Shigehiko Tunkou. It's a big deal that he didn't investigate so actively, right?
Now that Tunkou has been sent away by Joy, the most urgent thing is to figure out what's going on with Gin...

The absent-minded Tang Ze raised his head and looked at the hanging chain with only one tail left. His peripheral vision suddenly caught the shadow of a maroon head.

That is……?
(End of this chapter)