Phantom Thief of Heart!but conan

Chapter 268 Tang Ze: People's sorrows and joys are not the same, I just think you are noisy
"Tang Ze, good morning... Hey, do you have a cold?"

Mao Lilan, who hadn't experienced yesterday's thrilling and peacefully spent a leisurely holiday, went downstairs to find Tang Ze full of energy, and then saw Tang Ze sitting in the store wearing a mask in a strange way.

"It's nothing, I'm just a little, um, my nose is not very comfortable." Tang Ze tugged at the black mask on his face, and replied in a low voice.

Wearing a mask like this indoors is actually a bit boring. The reason why Tang Ze did this is naturally because the lower half of his face is still red. Went out to meet people.

In order to avoid some strange rumors about his guardian's abuse, Tang Ze could only choose to wear a mask to cover his face.

Watching Tang Ze insert the straw from the bottom of the mask into the mask to bite, sip the iced coffee little by little, Mao Lilan looked weird.

People who have a cold still drink ice, is it really okay?

After repeated confirmation, seeing Tang Ze repeatedly saying that he was really not sick, Mao Lilan skipped this question for the time being, and talked about the purpose of running to him early in the morning.

"You said, you want me to give you some advice on career planning?" Tang Ze's eyes widened, stunned.

Mao Lilan nodded, pulled the long hair hanging from her cheeks behind her ears, and explained in a difficult tone.

"The other day you said, let me focus more on improving myself instead of paying attention to Xinyi's affairs... I think what you said is very reasonable. However, after thinking about it for a long time, I found that I couldn't find it. What is the direction of effort."

Speaking of this, she lowered her head and looked at her hands, a few pale fingers were twisted together, and there was no lack of loss in her words.

"Everyone seems to be very clear about the path they are going to take. Shinichi wanted to be a detective, and has been following relevant news and cases since he was very young. Sonoko doesn't seem to care about anything, and talks about things purely all day long. teenage topic... But I asked her this question a few days ago, and she told me without thinking about it. Do you understand the accounts and statements? Otherwise, you will be deceived at will by shrewd managers.'

"I also called my mother and she said that when she was in high school, her goal was the Law School of Dongdae University. Only with such a starting point can she embark on the career path she wants as quickly as possible as a woman..."

Her voice gradually weakened.

Among her relatives and friends, Sonoko Suzuki's answer had the greatest impact on her.

Although it is different from the delicate young lady in everyone's stereotype, in general, Suzuki Sonoko is still a carefree girl who also has crazy dreams. It is easy to make people think that she is empty-headed and simple-minded.

But even Suzuki Sonoko, who doesn't seem to think about such far-reaching issues, also knows what kind of path he is going to embark on, and knows the future clearly.

She spread out her palms and looked at her palms covered with palm prints.

She is not someone who can't carry her shoulders and hands. Because of her father's unreliability, she started to take care of herself and housework at a very young age. Her hands are rougher than many girls of the same age. In addition, she has practiced karate for a long time. There are even many calluses on the skin.

But compared to Suzuki Sonoko, who never touches the spring water, she is the one who is more at a loss and drifts with the tide.

"At my age, everyone seems to have figured out how to move forward, but I have no idea. No wonder you remind me to be the best version of myself first, and continue to live like me. Time can impress Shinichi, and if you get to know the inside, I will gradually lose my attraction to him, right?"

Tang Ze, who was sipping his coffee, coughed a little, and his eyes drifted silently to Conan, who came in behind Mao Lilan silently, who was standing behind her chair with a nervous expression on his face.

If you do a careful calculation, of the two of you, Kudo Shinichi must be the one who is tempted first...

I haven't confirmed the relationship yet, so I'm worried about whether the other party will abandon me. Whether I should say it or not, the two of you are quite a couple.

Conan gripped Mao Lilan's chair tightly with his fingers, and the eagerness on his face could hardly be hidden.
Hey, Xiaolan has been troubled by the problem you created for a long time, so why don't you think of a solution?
"What's the matter, so, you still have a cold?" Awakened by Tang Ze's cough, Mao Lilan broke away from the self-pity, looked up at him, and felt slightly embarrassed, "Since you are not very well , or next time..."

"It's really okay. I just sucked a piece of ice." Tang Ze looked back at Conan's expression and said seriously, "Don't feel anxious because of this, Maori classmate. Considering your age, you can think of These problems, facing these problems squarely, are enough to show that you are a person who can think and is willing to learn. As for confusion and the like, this is a very normal situation."

Even though most of his face was covered by a mask, Mao Lilan, who clearly knew Tang Ze's baby-faced appearance who did not show his age, listened to him speak in a tone like an old father's earnest, saying "according to your age", It's really weird.

Mao Lilan wrinkled her face, and it took a while to get used to this strange sense of disobedience, suppressing her desire to complain.

"What about you, Tang Ze?" Mao Lilan couldn't help asking, "How do you think about this problem?"

"This." Tang Ze pulled his lips, bit the plastic straw near his mouth flat, and replied, "This is what I want to tell you. Many times, it is fate that shapes us, not us. To be honest, my original dream was to be a policeman."

Amuro Toru, who was sitting at the bar and was fiddling with the coffee pot, suddenly stopped the movement of his hands.

Conan couldn't help but loosen his grip on the chair.

"The original dream..." Mao Lilan repeated, somewhat unclear about the situation.

Tang Ze lowered his eyes, shook the glass in his hand, and wiped off the condensation on the outer wall, a trace of nostalgia flashed in his eyes.

He has never seriously participated in the life of the police force, and because of special mission reasons, he completely cut off contact with everyone who knew him.But even in those few years in college, there were groups of people chatting, messing around, scolding instructors, bragging and nonsense, these are rare warm memories for him as a lonely orphan.

"I have given up on this dream. The policeman is very different from what I imagined." Although Tang Ze's face was covered by a mask, Mao Lilan could still see his expression through his narrowed smiling eyes.

What Tang Ze is talking about here is of course his life experience in his previous life.

After all, he belongs to that kind of police, a very special type, and has performed very special tasks. Everything is completely different from the police life he imagined.

He has been honorably retired for several years, and he is still the kind who can't nail the small cards of meritorious service at the door of his house. He has already fulfilled this dream, and even said that what he accomplished is a bit too in line with the dream.

But this sentence has a different meaning in the ears of other people.

"Ah..." Mao Lilan raised her hand, covered her mouth, and suppressed her slightly opened mouth before she screamed impolitely.

Tang Ze was a juvenile delinquent who had been framed... She remembered belatedly.

Conan, who knew that the organized gangster knew about this incident and that Tang Ze must have had a hard time when he was wronged, frowned fiercely.

Thinking of what happened to Tang Ze in the police station and detention center, Toru Amuro narrowed his eyes and wiped the glass in his hand, squeaking.

These scum...

"Huh?" Tang Ze realized that the atmosphere was suddenly not quite right. He stared at them for a while, and then slowly realized the ambiguity in his words, "I didn't mean that, but... um..."

Oops, a little unclear.

Tang Ze pulled the mask awkwardly, and coughed.

Forget it, never mind, one blame is also two blames, and the blame on the organization is not bad. They want to be wrong if they want to be wrong.

　Chapter 2...or...

　　My routine has a kind of hopeless beauty
　　
　
(End of this chapter)