Phantom Thief of Heart!but conan

Chapter 262 The vest monster is about to start again
"Beep-beep-"

"Hey?"

"Joker!" Conan, who was running, couldn't help shouting when he found that the phone was connected unexpectedly.

"Don't get excited, I'm fine." Putting the gun away, Tang Ze reached out and groped in Kenzo Masuyama's inner pocket, and found the lighter.

He said that he remembered that this guy was a smoker. In the original plot, it was because he had a cigarette in his mouth that he ignited the spirits in the wine cellar.

"Have you left?" Because he was not sure whether the vodka had left, Conan played hide-and-seek in the stairwell for a while, and when he heard the joker's steady answer on the phone, he relaxed a little, and ran into the corridor, "Are you injured?" What about gin and them?"

"Yeah, I've already left. They killed Pisco, so be careful." Tang Ze said, looking down at the dead body of Masuyama Kenzo at his feet.

He took two steps back, avoiding the liquor flowing in the room, and covered the microphone of the phone.

With a soft "click", he pushed the carved metal lighter away.

Looking at the "VENI VIDI VICI" engraved on the lighter, Tang Ze smiled silently, holding the lighter and stretching it a little farther.

Then spread your fingers lightly.

In the next instant, the liquor that had been spilled all over the floor was on fire, illuminating the dark room.

Masuyama Kenzo's body was already soaked in high-concentration spirits, and the flames licked his body in an instant, igniting his elegant and expensive crisp dress.

Watching the notice letter pasted on his forehead turn yellow, curly, and burn quickly, Tang Ze closed his eyes and walked outside.

"They killed Pisco?" Conan's mind was instantly captured by the news, and he kept asking, "Is it Kenzo Masuyama? Because he was accidentally photographed by the gossip reporter at the scene of the murder?"

"You have already seen it." Tang Ze pressed the down button of the elevator and walked into the elevator on the right, "Then you should have guessed it."

"Yeah, since you can spend a lot of time trying to silence a congressman who is about to go to jail, how can you let go of a code member whose crime is about to be reported."

The killer who came to silence him became the prey to be silenced the moment he was exposed... I don't know if Kenzo Masuyama felt a little irony when he was killed.

"You already understand their code of conduct. Don't be so reckless next time." If he could hear Conan's inner voice, Tang Ze would say that he didn't know if it was ironic or not. Anyway, he walked peacefully.

Holding his breath, Conan really wanted to ask him, what right did he have to say that he was reckless when he ran to Gin and taunted him face-to-face and almost overturned his car?Isn't this more than him?
But thinking of the reason joker would choose to act like this, Conan's words stuck in his throat again.

If it wasn't for the purpose of covering up the fact that Hui Yuanai became smaller, he actually didn't plan to show up...

The elevator on the left opened, and Conan rushed out, judging from the location, he found the door of 604.

It was only a short time since Tang Ze set fire and left, but there was already a sea of ​​flames inside the door.

Boxes of wine were broken all over the floor, and the strong aroma of wine accumulated a very pungent smell. The room, which was originally a wooden structure, was easily ignited after being sprinkled with spirits.

Thick smoke and high fever began to spread outwards, Conan could only cover his mouth and nose, and couldn't help backing away.

Presumably Kenzo Masuyama's body was in the room... Their efficiency in destroying the body was really high.

Hearing the movement on the phone, Tang Ze, who guessed Conan's movements, his eyes fluttered, and he pretended not to know, and continued, "Gin Jiu believes that I disguised myself as Shirley in order to deceive them, and the secret of medicine A is still there. If you haven’t been exposed, you can continue to relax and be happy primary school students. It’s getting dark, go home early, kids, don’t worry your family.”

After speaking, Tang Ze hung up the phone.

I also called one to the search team and told them that I witnessed the fire in the old building downstairs. Tang Ze finally stepped out of the back door of the hotel with unhurried steps and got into the waiting Porsche.

"It's really slow." Gin Jiu, who was sitting on the co-pilot, glanced at the rearview mirror.

"No way, after all, as an enthusiastic detective, it's professional ethics to notify the police when you see a fire." After speaking with a smile, he looked at Belmode who opened the makeup mirror and was slowly applying makeup, "Good evening, ma'am."

Belmode continued to pat the powder on his cheeks carefully, and his eyes on the makeup mirror did not even show interest in moving, and he replied flatly: "The way to put the handkerchief is very clean, Kumail. The organization should not let the old man Those who come to carry out the task, let you come, it can save a lot of trouble."

"I think so too." Tang Ze nodded in agreement.

The organization's real wine was very little in the hands of Hongfang, and most of them were killed by their own eyebrow pencils or missions, and their deaths were so strange.

The Gin Club has been reduced to being labeled as killing its own people. No matter how you think about it, the responsibility of the organization is great.

Glancing at the back of Gin's head, Tang Ze pretended to ask casually: "You called me earlier to let me pay attention to Shirley's situation... have you found her?"

"It's fake news. Someone disguised herself as her, trying to lure us into the bait." Mentioning this, Gin Jiu's face became even more ugly, "I said, with her timid character, how could there be Have the guts to stay in Mihua Town."

"You know her pretty well, Gin. I thought I'd see something good today, but it's disappointing, Shirley."

Belmode put down the puff and opened the cosmetic bag.

The car just made a turn, and the tilt and vibration of the car made the items in the bag a little scattered. She couldn't find what she wanted to turn over for a while, so she frowned slightly.

"Here." Stretching out his hand, he accurately grabbed a lipstick that was about to be shaken out, and Tang Ze handed it to Belmode.

Dropping his eyes and seeing the exact color number on the lipstick tube, Belmode hooked his lips and took it.

"You're living in Bourbon's coffee shop now." Belmode continued to touch up his makeup while unscrewing his lipstick, while pretending to ask casually, "How does it feel to be 'Tang Zezhao'?"

Tang Ze rolled his eyes to look at her profile, and understood that the main event was coming.

Belmode may not have much interest in Kumail, but he is very interested in "Tang Zezhao", who is Mao Lilan's classmate and downstairs neighbor.

"It's pretty good." Tang Ze also said in a casual tone like chatting, "Ordinary high school students, it turns out that this is how they live. It's a novel experience."

Listening to their conversation, Gin let out a slight snort.

"So I'm indeed a 'high school student detective', right? Senior Gin?" Tang Ze, who probably understood what Gin was laughing at, changed the subject of the conversation in an instant.

"I think you're too leisurely." Gin sarcastically said, "You still have time to play and socialize with your classmates, but Bourbon doesn't care about you..."

"Don't worry, I will never forget my identity." Tang Ze replied with a smile, without any feeling of being stabbed.

Belmode finished drawing the lip line, and tapped the edge of the lips with his fingertips to smooth out the too clear lines, while paying attention to Tang Ze's expression from the corner of his eye.

There was no flaw on his face, it seemed that Gin Jiu's warning was really just a superfluous worry.

But the fist he clenched momentarily by his side seems to be expressing that his real thoughts are not like this...

interesting.

She closed the mirror with a "snap", and she naturally changed the subject: "I'm going to stay in Japan for a while longer."

"Aren't you going back to America for the time being?"

"No. Actresses are also on vacation."

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Gunshots, screams...

Tang Ze stretched out his hand, pushed her into the carriage, then turned around without looking back...

"!" Taking a deep breath, Hui Yuan Ai, who woke up from the dream, sat up straight.

"Wake up, Shiho." Miyano Akemi, who was sitting next to her and flipping through the newspaper, raised her head, saw her sister's expression of shock, and gently wiped her little face with her hand, "Did you have a nightmare?"

"...Sister." Seeing her sister's smiling face, Hui Yuanai subconsciously relaxed, slumped her shoulders, and took a breath, "I'm fine."

This nightmare didn't just appear today, she had been doing it for a long time.

As long as she felt anxious, these dreams followed her everywhere...

"Ah, by the way, where is Tang Ze?" Thinking of the last scene she saw before she lost consciousness, she regained her composure and looked up at Miyano Akemi, "He sent me out, that skin There's Scott, and..."

Miyano Akemi put her hand in front of her and spread it out.

Seeing what was in her palm, Hui Yuanai immediately lost his voice.

It was... an oval tablet with a number embossed on it, a tablet that she was all too familiar with as a researcher.

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　Chapter 2 early morning

　　
　
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