Phantom Thief of Heart!but conan

Chapter 272 Get along happily and cooperate seamlessly

Conan's joy brought by the fun-filled Sherlock Holmes fan tour ends before he reaches the hotel where the party is held.

Just as Tang Ze had previously expected, the "qualified Sherlock Holmes" selected by the organizer Hiroyuki Kanaya is really hard to get close to normal.

Because of Kogoro Mori's erroneous answer, Agatha's "And There Were None" was introduced, and the scene got out of control for a while.

There are naturally not a few people who mock Kogoro Mori. After all, people who can't even distinguish Conan Doyle's works are too conspicuous among this group of Sherlock Holmes fans.

Of course, there are those who take the opportunity to mock the host.After all, boasting that Haikou's own party has been strictly screened, and only true fans can attend it is himself, and his first edition of the rare printed copy "A Study of Scarlet Letters" is not the first carrot hanging there. once.

The party has been held for so long, but the book is still in his hands. This in itself will cause dissatisfaction among many participants, thinking that he has no intention of giving the book away at all, but is just making things difficult for others and using the book as an excuse to attract people.

There is nothing wrong with this point. Conan not only ate a mouthful of melon, but also heard the information that several participants in the party recognized the organizer.

However, after talking about the facts, the next topic started to develop in the direction of pushing Agatha down, which made him a little bit overwhelmed.

He is indeed a fan of Sherlock Holmes first, but at the same time he is also a philanthropic fan of mystery novels. From Agatha's classics to the best-selling serial "Detective Zuowen", they are all his favorites.

"The Detective Cases of Sherlock Holmes" is indeed a classic masterpiece in the field of mystery and detective novels, but it is Conan Doyle who wrote the novel, not you, why do you have a victorious tone and criticize other works with Sherlock Holmes?
Fortunately, the waiter who drove the car was obviously carefully selected by the organizer. She was a lively, cheerful girl who could adjust the atmosphere.

After hearing the people in the car talking about "Poe's tricks" and "Agatha, what a bull" and so on, she was still able to maintain a bright smile and turn back the topics that had gotten out of control.

"It's not just these guests!" Ignoring Kogoro Mori's complaints about this group of crazy fans, Hitomi Iwai selectively answered the second half of his sentence "Do I have to stay with such a group of people for three days?" "Participate There was another half of the people at the event, and our boss drove to pick them up in person.”

"Isn't this great?" Conan grinned, trying to ease Kogoro Mori's unhappiness. "It's more fun when there are more people at the party!"

Mori Kogoro rolled his eyes, turned his head to look at the unkind eyes of the group of people: "Where is the fun... It's all your fault, you bastard, what's your name for me?"

With a big smile on his face, Conan heard the group of people behind him start dragging Edogawa into the water, praying in his heart.

Walking with these people, maybe it's just bad luck, and those who happened to be in trouble were bumped into by them?

I hope the other half of the participants can be more or less normal.

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"Where is Belmode going? How do I know."

Tang Ze, who was sitting in the attic biting the tail of his pen, could not see his expression on the other side of the phone, and rolled his big white eyes unceremoniously.

"Don't act like it's none of your business, Kumail. She went to look for you as soon as she got off the car that day, and she didn't read the emails she sent in the next few days, and she didn't answer the phone calls." Tang Ze's extremely innocent and surprised tone on the phone , Gin did not buy it.

Kumail and Bourbon have been staying together for a long time, and if they haven't learned anything else, they can't tell that their intrigue skills have improved even more.

If Kumail said what he believed, he would be killed by this sinister boy sooner or later.

"Ah, if you're asking about what happened after we parted that day, it's true that she came to see me." Tang Ze took the needle pen in his hand and twirled it twice, and said casually, "I didn't care about her doing it without saying hello." You came to me to sow discord, why did you blame me instead?"

"Instigate discord?"

"Yeah, he said something like 'teach you how to break Bourbon', 'when Bourbon asks you for something, please do me a little favor'." Tang Ze rolled his pen and fell on the With the hair on the side of the cheek, the tone became more and more helpless and at a loss, "Senior Bourbon and I get along happily and cooperate seamlessly. Is it really a violation of the rules for her to provoke us to fight each other?"

It's not just gin, Vodka, who was sitting on the other side and heard the conversation vaguely, frowned.

Kumail is a man who is just talking nonsense, and his tone is so sincere that it is disgusting.

"Leave this kind of disgusting bourbon, and shut up." Gin directly interrupted the next performance on the opposite side, and said to the point, "After you two parted, did she behave strangely? There are things I gave her in it, it is very troublesome to lose contact suddenly."

In fact, Tang Ze, who had already speculated about Belmode's whereabouts, snorted twice indifferently: "We had a little bit of unhappiness, but after we warned her, we bid farewell peacefully. At least for me Before she left, she was in a normal state. You might as well try to contact her social identity 'Chris', she seems to have asked her assistant to pick her up."

After a few more pointless questions, Gin Jiu, who failed to get any effective information from Tang Ze, finally hung up the phone.

"What does it mean to keep a disgusting bourbon?" Putting down the phone, Tang Ze looked back at Toru Amuro who was sitting behind him like a supervisor, "Slander, this is pure slander, don't we cooperate enough?"

Toru Amuro, who was also frowning tightly, also looked at Tang Ze in confusion.

The words are good words, but the problem is that thinking about the operation that was done without telling oneself before, why does it sound so awkward?

"Bermod is missing?" Amuro Toru pretended not to hear anything, and skipped the topic directly.

"No, she definitely hasn't disappeared. It should be said that Qin Jiu couldn't find her." Tang Ze turned his pen again, and looked at the row of headshots in front of him again. After looking around, he only circled one of them. "I guess Belmode also has a small mind of wanting to do something without telling the organization. About her sowing discord and trying to poach corners, what I just said is the truth, right?"

Toru Amuro raised his eyebrows and rolled his eyes. Some rumors about Belmode's status in the organization and his past, as well as the secret truth he had investigated by himself, flashed in his mind.

Seeing his pensive look, Tang Ze twitched the corners of his mouth, picked up rows of photos of students with big heads in his hand, and continued to be entangled.

Amuro Toru naturally came to chat with him because he had nothing to do.

Last time, what Hattori Heiji provided about the campus bullying that happened in Izumishin High School in Kyoto in his own memory did not match his actual investigation results. After sorting out his information, Karazawa informed Amuro Toru of this information .

Although he was busy catching jokers and dealing with various emergencies, Toru Amuro still attached great importance to this information from Tang Ze.

Today, he brought a thick stack of Quanxin High School students' entrance photos, and asked Tang Ze to circle the students who actually practiced exclusion and bullying in his memory.

Tang Ze didn't really want to mobilize this part of memory. Every time these emotionally intense memory fragments belonged to the original body, they would easily arouse his own emotions.

Tang Ze didn't like this feeling of being out of control, so he could only hesitate to recall the photos one by one, trying to connect these two-dimensional faces and memories together.

Seeing Tang Ze gesticulating and gesticulating at the photos with a tangled expression, Toru Amuro spoke suddenly.

"You said before that your original dream was to be a policeman." Toru Amuro folded his arms and changed his sitting position a little nervously, "Is that an excuse you used to comfort Mao Lilan, or was it a thought that actually existed? "

　I tripped halfway through the writing. This chapter was written in the dark, relying on the rgb lights of my mobile phone and keyboard.

　　Thanks to mirror75, it's really bright!
　　Hope to call soon, I'm going to pass out without air conditioning
　　
　
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