Phantom Thief of Heart!but conan

Chapter 300 Keep it simple, speak in a simpler way
"They've always been like this, haven't they?" Belmode let out two hearty laughs, exactly like Sonoko Suzuki, "Just treat it as a pastime, don't think too much about it."

"Anyway, it's useless to think so much, right?" Tang Ze shook his head, and put the letter that he knew he would send to him in front of him.

Kumail's identity as a special subject shows that the organization is destined to find an opportunity to put him in the game cabin, Tang Ze thinks very clearly.

Regarding the "cocoon" game cabin of this world view, Tang Ze has some conjectures of his own.

If the Miyano sisters’ descriptions are true, then simply speaking, they accidentally obtained the broken tissue of the Holy Grail. Years of research have been carried out on this special material. Under the action of the special alloy—that is, the brooch that Tang Ze got, some of the subjects accidentally saw the scene of another world.

Tang Ze guessed that this kind of unexpected discovery, which can be called a breakthrough result, must have caused quite a shock to the organization.

Even if his parents quickly replaced the core and prevented the recurrence of the experiment in time, he didn't think that the organization that focused on cognitive science would let this time go by so easily.

According to this line of reasoning, then next, in what direction will the organization tilt in the development of brain-nervous instruments involving brain waves and other aspects?
"So which identity should I use to show up, Tang Zezhao, or Akechi Goro?" With some profound and strange concepts in his mind, Tang Ze asked as he flipped the envelope in front of him, but didn't see a clear signature.

"Of course it's Tang Zezhao." Belmode squinted his eyes and smiled, "This is a press conference that attracts everyone's attention, and it's about research. You can use his identity to catch some big fish..."

"Ah, with such an idea..." After prolonging his tone, Tang Ze opened the envelope and glanced at the shining egg-shaped badge in the envelope.

The two said so, and before Toru Amuro turned his back, they exchanged a peaceful look.

Cool guy is the child of Yusaku Kudo, and Yusaku Kudo also assisted in the development of the game. It is a certainty that he will get the invitation qualification.

This time the game is not easy, no one knows if the cool guy who is completely different in body and mind will reveal anything.

If Kumail can join in as Tang Zezhao, there will be someone who can take care of him...

Judging by Kumail's expression, it seems that he is also very aware of this.

The two accomplices finished the silent communication, and Toru Amuro, who turned his back to them, let out a contemptuous sneer if he heard Belmode's words.

"What's the matter, is there something wrong with what we said?" Belmode, who was thinking about Conan's identity, heard this mocking laugh at this moment, and his heart shrank subconsciously. He couldn't help but glanced at Kumail, seeing that his expression was normal , and asked back calmly.

Amuro turned his head, smiling with the same easy-to-approach look, but the words he said were in a completely different style: "It's just ridiculous and shameful for some people, and I didn't mean it against you."

Kumail took a sip of coffee and pressed his tongue against the side of his cheek, as if he was using this action to adjust his facial muscles so as not to expose his true expression.

He put down his coffee cup, obviously understood Bourbon's provocation, and had an amiable smile on his face: "If you don't like my methods so much, you can try it yourself, Mr. Tou. The things are right under your nose , but you have not been able to find it... Are you laughing at my behavior, or your own incompetence? Is the famous intelligence master Boben going to fail on a child?"

"I won't be irritated by such naive provocations, junior." Bourbon put a glass of juice in front of Belmode, and Bourbon's eyes still stayed on Kumail's face, "I have already lost the first round." People in the first game, what are they so proud of? I'm just not in a hurry."

"Is it not in a hurry, or is it useless to be in a hurry?"

"An impatient hunter will return empty-handed..."

The two of them were talking, and began to speak sharply to each other again. Belmode, who was sitting on the side, looked around and picked up the juice in front of him.

In this case, it seems that it is not a question of being able to get in.

The two of them didn't seem to care that she was sitting on the sidelines listening, and they didn't even have the slightest intention to cover up the conflict.

Gin said that their relationship was bad, but they managed to check and balance somehow, so they haven't been killed or injured until today... It seems to be the truth.

Qin Jiu, is this a person who is good at observing words and expressions?
Putting this kind of complaints that belittled his colleagues behind him, Belmode drank two sips of cold juice, continued to observe the two people who started to argue again, and slowly tasted the deep meaning in their words.

Kumail, because of something, fell into the hands of Bourbon.

Bourbon took full advantage of this handle, completed the effective threat, and currently has the upper hand.

However, Kumail also seems to have a certain ability to counteract, both inside and outside the words are a pair of forcing me to go too far, and I will die together.

Relying on this strange mechanism of checks and balances, has a stable superior-subordinate relationship been maintained...

It's really familiar, so similar to a ridiculous situation... She really found a good friend for herself.

What made you push yourself into this predicament, Kumail?

Belmode, who was full of thoughts in his mind, drank a whole glass of juice, and the two guys over there with bright smiles and yin and yang voices finally ended the verbal fight and temporarily stopped talking.

"Are you leaving?" Bourbon said politely, looking at the empty glass in Belmode's hand, "Welcome next time, this guest."

Bourbon seemed to dislike her for watching the whole scene in such a leisurely manner. Although the expression and tone were in a standard business state, the implication was to get out of here after drinking.

"Thank you for making a special trip today. In addition, I also want to thank you for the invitation?" Tang Ze smiled gently at Belmode who looked like Suzuki Sonoko, "Shall I see you off, Suzuki-san?"

Belmode disguised himself as Yuanzi and ran here, probably for the convenience of delivering the invitation letter. After all, this quota in the hands of the organization might really be obtained in the name of the Suzuki family.

The company that cooperates with Xindola's enterprise is Mantiantang Company, and Mantiandi Company has capital injection from the Suzuki consortium, and this project is the same.

"You're too polite Tang Ze, it's just a quota..." Suzuki Sonoko couldn't refuse, and Belmode naturally wouldn't either, "Just drive me to the intersection, the driver is waiting for me over there."

"Okay." Tang Ze bent down in a gentlemanly manner, motioning for the lady to invite first, and turned his head to look at Toru Amuro, who started to clear the cups and plates on the table.

Very well, although he had been with him for quite a while in riddles, Mr. An Gong's mood seemed to be fairly stable.It seems that I have finally passed the desensitization period set by the bloody background, and I am a little numb.

Toru Amuro put the cup into the sink, and exchanged glances with Tang Ze.

He was indeed a little numb.

How should I put it, although nonsense and riddles are one of his basic skills for being an undercover agent for so many years, but the experience of fighting with others with vigilance and acting in a stage play with a bear child is still different.

The reason why we say stage play is because the setting Tang Ze used is really dramatic and outrageous.

Even though he was thinking about it, Toru Amuro didn't even think about it. If there is such a person as Kumail in the world, why would he have to hide the organization when he has chopped down the target to the last breath? Doomed targets hide?

Does doing so do Kumail any good, other than adding unnecessary risk?

Not to mention, it is emphasized in the setting that because Kumail values ​​his current friends, he has to pretend that he does not value his current friends. This kind of strange twisted youth pain literature...

Thinking about it, Amuro took a deep breath, feeling a phantom pain in his teeth.

What happened to Belmode, and why was he moved by this logic-confusing story?Is she unexpectedly the type who likes to watch dog-blood dramas?Is this why she chose to be an actress?
Exhaling this breath, he shook his head.

I hope that Belmode will show up as little as possible in the future... Let him be spared.

　This is a supplement to yesterday's so there are two chapters left

　　
　
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