Phantom Thief of Heart!but conan

Chapter 251 True, But False, But True
Tang Ze pulled his eyes back a little, carefully looking for the maroon hair he saw just now in the crowd.

He is very sensitive to this hair color now, and he always feels that he is terrified when he looks at Xing Chuanhui more often.

If Qin Jiu lame twice again, Qin Jiu will be fine, and he will have a nervous breakdown.

While he was squinting and looking at the guests, Belmode withdrew his gaze towards the door and suppressed the smile on his lips.

At first glance, he appears to be a very gentle and friendly young man... Maybe he really inherited some of the qualities of his father who was a politician.

With a deceptive appearance, a deep and sinister personality, and a communication skill that can easily win the love and trust of others, if Tunkou Shigehiko chooses to raise this illegitimate child well, he may be a politician who can climb higher than him.

Also her, quite the disgusting type.

The inside is rotten, and the outside is glamorous. Isn't one monster created by an organization like her enough?
Moreover, Bourbon and he are now lurking downstairs in the Maori Detective Agency. Kumail even put on a fake skin, and with a gentle and amiable face, he became a classmate trusted by Angel...

With many dark thoughts in his heart, the smile on Belmode's face that belonged to Chris Wynyard became more and more elegant.

And Tang Ze finally found the owner of the chestnut hair.

Tsk, Hui Yuanai really came here.

The little girl was wearing a hooded top, covered her mouth and nose with a mask, and was coweringly trying to completely wrap her chestnut hair with the brim of her hat.

But no matter how hard she tried, a child whose clothes didn't fit the scene was still much more conspicuous than expected.

What is the principle?Is it away from Conan's surroundings, so Conan's "invisibility buff" can't cover her?
Still pondering the outrageous guesses, Tang Ze pretended nothing happened, continued to observe the speed just now, and looked at the next guest.

There is a high probability that Pisco does not know him-this is inferred from the situation in his palace.

Except for the outrageous accident of Gin, there are serious (physical) shadows in Pisco's halls, except for his family members, all of them are members of the organization.

Judging from his lack of impression of Kumail, Akechi Goro, or Tang Zezhao, Kumail's plan to disguise himself as Tang Zezhao has an unexpectedly high level of secrecy.

Although the organization's secrecy is the same thing, just listen to it, but this shows that his identity is more or less a secret in the organization.

That's fine, that's fine, the less people know about this kind of leaky organization, the safer it is.

Belmode, on the contrary, Tang Ze guessed that she should have a deep understanding of the identity she forged.

Although he plagiarized a bit of the relationship between Belmode and Miyano Shiho when he was acting, Tang Ze couldn't be sure of her attitude based on such a small similarity.

Even if he doesn't know Conan's true identity, just watching him use his false identity to move around Mao Lilan, it would be good if Belmode would not kill him.

At this moment, he who is standing opposite Belmode must not act rashly.

With that flashing light, Pisco's death is a foregone conclusion, the only difference is how and where.

Miyano Shiho is Haibara Ai's secret, and with his death, he will temporarily sink to the bottom of the water, waiting for the next storm.

Therefore, instead of contacting Hui Yuan Ai as soon as possible and taking her out of everyone's sight, the priority should be to protect the identity of the vest and ensure that Pisco dies as soon as possible.

If Pisco said any unnecessary nonsense before he died...

Then don't blame him, send him on the road personally.

With an honest killing intent in his heart, Tang Ze also had a sunny smile on his face. He stood up straight and looked at Gao Mushe and the others beside him.

"Sorry for interrupting everyone's questioning." Tang Ze said softly, "But I think the scope of suspicion can be narrowed... It is true that the other guests can be allowed to leave, Officer Megure."

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"Oh, you belong to Mr. Kudo's family..." The reception lady at the front desk still had an impression of the kid who came with his brother this afternoon, she said half a sentence, looked around, covered her mouth, and whispered, "Why? Don't let your brother come?"

Because the "brother" who was useless and spread rumors slipped away first...

Resisting the urge to roll his eyes, Conan raised the handkerchief in his hand with a smile.

"I... my brother is still inside and hasn't come out. The police uncles said that you can't go out casually. I picked up a purple handkerchief. I don't know who lost it. When I saw my brother's signature in the afternoon, it was a collar. The categories of handkerchief colors, can you look up their names for me? I will return them."

"Oh, that's right." Nodding in understanding, the welcome guest took out the registration roster and quickly flipped through it.

"Are all these handkerchiefs colored? Are they all collected in order?" Taking advantage of her search, Conan hurriedly interjected to confirm.

"Yes, at the end of the memorial service, we planned to select guests with handkerchiefs of a specific color to give their testimonials." The welcome guest turned to the corresponding position, slid his fingers over each name, and whispered, "Mmm , this group has already left due to a conflict of activity time... This lady has also left, and this..."

Conan grabbed the velvet-covered countertop, his eyes followed her fingertips, and slid across the names of varying thickness.

They are all big figures with heads and faces... Among them, who is the hidden ghost?

"Ah, there are just a few of them here." After confirming the situation of the guests, the welcome guest clicked on the names one by one, "These are the nine."

Conan's eyes quickly gathered.

Apart from the "Kudo Shinichi" written by joker... there were eight other people present.

Although there is no tangible evidence at present, at least Pisco must be among them.

"Can you lend me, sister?" Conan raised his arm and said in a childish voice, "I can't remember, can you let me take it in and ask someone?"

"This..." Yingbin gave a wry smile in embarrassment.

"Let him go!"

"Someone came out!"

Just as Conan grabbed the corner of the hardcover book and was in a stalemate with the welcome guest, loud shouts suddenly erupted from the group of reporters next to him.

"This is Nikmai TV! Did you see anything when the accident happened?"

"Get out of the way, I don't know, I'm not doing interviews. Get out of the way!"

"Could you please explain the circumstances of the accident? Are there any other casualties?"

"Ask the police, let me go."

As the door of the banquet hall suddenly opened, the celebrities in formal attire frowned one by one, rushing out impatiently.

At the same time, surrounded by the corridor, as the news spread, more and more reporters gathered and swarmed forward.

The flashing lights collided with the torrent of black dresses, confronting each other, and the entire corridor instantly became chaotic.

"Ah!" The short Conan didn't pay attention, and was wrapped in by the crowd behind him. All he could see were skirts and trouser legs in front of him. In the crowd.

"Kudou... um!"

Amidst the chaotic noise, he heard a thin cry.

When he followed the sound, he couldn't find the source of the sound at all.

Just now it was...

There are only a few people who know his identity. Could it be...

Conan gritted his teeth, took out his mobile phone, squeezed the screen in front of him with difficulty, and tapped quickly.

【Joker...】

　This title is about Hui Yuan Ai, also me
　　Tested again today, it was really sunny, woo woo...

　　Write first, write as much as you can

　　
　
(End of this chapter)