Phantom Thief of Heart!but conan

Chapter 273 Writing and Talking, Reading as Breaking Defenses

Hearing his question, Tang Ze hung his pen hand over the photo book without moving.

Looking at the familiar but strange faces in his hand, he pursed his lips.

"That was indeed my own dream." Tang Ze sighed softly, "Of course, it wasn't out of lofty ideals. I was just doing it for my parents."

What I'm talking about here is Tang Ze's own situation.

Tang Zezhao is a somewhat special child. His memory before the age of 10 only remains some broken and scattered words, some bizarre pictures, like some kind of code that only he can understand, and it does not exist in a normal state of memory. .

When he really became conscious and slowly began to learn everything, his parents had to spend less time with him and leave him more.

His purity is more not a personality formed during growth, but a childlike instinctive innocence... If you use the mental age to calculate, he has been in prison until he is really only 8 years old .

... It's over. Thinking about it this way, Tang Ze's murderous intentions became even stronger.

Dogecoin, you better hide your tail, or your grandpa will come to take your head tonight.

In short, it is really not convincing to discuss what dreams or career plans a completely immature child has had.

So here, Tang Ze's example is naturally himself.

His father was killed by an extremist organization while working overseas. His mother, who was already in poor health, heard the bad news and became seriously ill. She passed away within two years.

The hatred and anger buried deep in his heart are the strength that supports him to the end.

"Thinking about it carefully, the police is actually not a suitable career for me. If I have a happy family and grow up happily, maybe I will become a selfish bad guy." He poked himself with the pen in his hand chin, Tang Ze seriously assumed, "Lies and pretense are some kind of innate talent that I was born with. Almost no one taught me these things. I am naturally good at doing them. Even now, what motivates me It's still not a goal of justice, future, etc. I just want to live a good life, I just... can't help hating them."

This is a big truth, at least Tang Ze thinks so.

In his previous life, in his early 20s, he went overseas alone to perform undercover missions for 6 years. In essence, it was because he did have a strong talent. Most of his training time was spent learning languages, imitating accents, and completely substituting himself into fiction background identity.

Thinking about it this way, the setting that he would become a "trickster"... is reasonable.

Speaking of this, Tang Ze turned his head, looked at Jiang Gu Ling's serious face, and smiled.

"Gin's evaluation in this aspect is quite apt. I am indeed a natural born criminal. It's just a wrong fate that brought me to the current road."

Tang Ze's smile was very relaxed, without any intention of pretending to be free and easy, but Jiang Gu Ling's heart sank uncontrollably.

From his own subjective perspective, Tang Ze believes that deception is something he is born with, which is not surprising.

But from Jiang Gu Ling’s point of view, if he is not facing any pressure to survive, why would an underage child learn to observe the reactions of others without a teacher, adjust his own appearance, and gradually refine this practice? become a kind of ability?
Tang Ze's hypothesis is basically untenable.

A child who was born in a happy family and grew up happy and happy is unlikely to regard it as an instinct to observe the situation and adapt to the situation.

Just like falling to zero.

"Don't say that, Tang Ze." He sighed helplessly, "I didn't want to be a policeman for some noble purpose at first. I also came up with the idea of ​​becoming a policeman for a very personal purpose."

Oh, that's right, Furutani Rei wanted to be a policeman at first, it seems that it was because of Miyano Elena's disappearance...

But thinking about what he is doing now, and his embarrassing "my lover is this country", Tang Ze couldn't help laughing.

"No matter what the reason is, you are now an excellent policeman, Mr. Jianggu. The motivation for wanting to become a policeman is only the beginning after all. You are doing very well now, aren't you?"

Tang Ze doesn't know what kind of style the real Japanese police are. At least Rei Fuguya himself is indeed a very good guy, a person who is not limited by means, but definitely has a bottom line.

A warm and nice person.

Just look at his state of being angry because Tang Ze was doing things like walking a tightrope all day long.

If you just stand on the same front as a colleague, even if you think you need to give Tang Ze more protection and care because of your age, you won't be so angry with yourself because of his risk, and even sometimes Tang Ze In his eyes, Ze's high-risk operation is worthy of praise for being bold and careful, daring to think and do it.

Jiang Guling shook his head, his short blond hair slightly covered his expression because of his messy movements.

"That's not because of my nature. I have always believed that there is no such thing as whether it is suitable or not to be a policeman, only the difference between being responsible. The farther you go on this road, the more and more people fall behind you, There are some things that have to be persisted." Jiang Guling lowered his voice, and raised his head to show his eyes, but they were bright and peaceful, "If even I waver in my mission, what they sacrificed their lives to protect is not worth it. Is it meaningless?"

Tang Ze's smile froze all the time.

Jiang Gu Ling didn't say clearly what he was referring to, but Tang Ze knew very well what he meant by "the person who fell behind".

They are all installed in Fugu Rei's movie theater.

Could it be that this man's hall became like that because, to a certain extent, he hoped that everything he experienced was just a thrilling movie, and when the lights came on and the curtain opened, the actors would come out with smiles Let's call it a curtain call.

"Movie props", "spy movies", this is really...

"I don't want to instruct you what to do, Tang Ze, to be honest, although I always have the mentality of treating you as a junior, but in fact I have no position or qualifications to ask you what you must do. I just heard you say If you don’t, it always feels like you’re rejecting your past self.”

He didn't find the root cause of Tang Ze's stiff expression, only thinking that his own words reminded him of his parents, Jiang Gu Ling continued to maintain his earnest tone.

"What you're doing is far better than most police officers. You've actually fulfilled your dream and you're moving forward for your parents. You're doing a great job. I just want to tell you that."

Tang Ze's smile completely subsided.

He couldn't hold back, stretched out two fingers and pressed the center of his brows hard.

"what happened?"

"It's nothing."

Tang Ze glanced at Jiang Gu Ling with an encouraging expression, and took a deep breath.

every time!Every time Jiang Gu Ling talked to him, it would turn into this situation!
The next time you get something, fill it in, and when you're done filling it out, throw the person out, and don't talk nonsense to him!
"Where did Belmode go, I probably understand." Changing the topic extremely bluntly, Tang Ze turned his head, picked up the photo album, and the speed of drawing circles suddenly more than doubled, "You can check Sharon if you have a chance Wynyard's situation, there will be new harvest."

　I was so stuck when I wrote it, Jiang Gu Ling, you are so powerful
　　There are still two chapters tonight, this is a supplement
　　
　
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