Phantom Thief of Heart!but conan

Chapter 306 Toru Amuro Turns Pale (Physical) (Chapter [-] in [-])
"Where's Bourbon, hasn't he come?" Hearing what Tang Ze said, Belmode couldn't help but look around, "He assigned you a task, so it must be time to come and see it?"

"Then I don't know... He, there will always be a way to get in, maybe he's hiding somewhere in the corner." Tang Ze shrugged, and controlled his gaze not to drift in the direction of Amuro Toru.

Of course Toru Amuro got in, and Tang Ze helped him make some disguises.

His personal characteristics are too distinct, knowing that there must be members of the organization who know the two of them present, Tang Ze would not dare to let him come here rashly.

A few meters behind them, Toru Amuro frowned and pressed the tip of his itchy nose.

His skin color is quite special, Tang Ze spent a lot of effort in order to cover it up well, he doesn't dare to wipe it carelessly now, for fear of revealing his true skin color.

Toru Amuro's infiltration and investigation have a more personal style.

To sum it up in one sentence, it is to beat workers with iron blood.

In many occasions where he thinks he should investigate in person, he will try his best to get in touch with his observation target in the name of part-time job or formal employment, and then he will consider other different identities.

His strange investigative style runs through all the time, not only for Jiang Guling, but also for Bourbon. Those who know this in the organization guess that Bourbon may have some hobby of experiencing life...

It should be said that the task of Tang Ze's guardian will fall on Bourbon, and it is hard to say whether there is any influence of this factor.

For other code members in the organization, it should be impossible to go to the cafe to make coffee, make meals and wash dishes in order to complete a task, right?

He is no exception today.

After all, this event is an experience meeting for the children of the upper class, and a high-standard buffet wine banquet is also arranged.

Therefore, he still sneaked into the venue in the name of a waiter.

Through the huge window, he glanced at the equipment in the center of the auditorium again, then looked away, picked up the tray with several glasses of champagne on it, and walked steadily into the arena.

"Mr. Jiang Gu, our side is ready."

Listening to the voice coming from the headset, he pressed the call button and replied softly: "Everything is normal here."

"Okay, Team A is waiting for Jiancun Zhongbin to enter the basement."

The earphones that he ostentatiously put on the pinnae are different from those worn by other service personnel. It can not only receive the intercom communication in the venue, but also has an additional channel to facilitate his communication with the zero group.

As a waiter, it is unobtrusive for him to turn on the earphone to talk from time to time, and his gentle smile and decent and polite demeanor all the time make him play a model senior waiter like a fish in water.

He lowered some trays so that a lady who was shorter than him took the champagne. He smiled back and looked up, suddenly seeing a familiar face.

Isn't this the owner of the model shop that Tang Ze came into contact with two days ago?
Why did he run into such an occasion...

Moreover, although he did change into a slightly more formal casual outfit, he still wore the gray peaked cap and kept holding a lollipop in his mouth, which seemed to be his own way.

How did an ordinary model shop owner get an invitation to this private press conference?

Amuro, who had a strange intuition, squinted his eyes, and quietly turned in one direction as he walked through the crowd, preparing to approach the man closer.

At this moment, a hand reached out from the side, holding a glass of wine on his tray.

The dedicated waiter Amuro Toru instinctively stopped, adjusted his position and expression, and turned his head with a smile...

...and saw a face that was too familiar.

"Tang Ze..." Toru Amuro felt a little helpless, but he still nimbly stopped the cup he was going to pick up, "Minors are not allowed to drink."

"I didn't want to drink it at all." Tang Ze put the champagne back with a smile on his skin, "It just feels quite novel."

"What's novel?" Toru Amuro followed his words, and glanced distractedly at the direction he was going to go, "Shouldn't you be used to the way I serve dishes?"

Sure enough, during the short time when he was out of his sight, that "Iwai Sohisa" ran away somewhere, and he was no longer in sight.

Turning his gaze back, Amuro Touzai carefully scrutinized Tang Ze's hippie smiling expression.

He just ran here at this time. Didn't this guy really do it on purpose?Is he covering up something?
"I've seen a lot of serving dishes, but Mr. Amuro with this complexion is quite rare." Tang Ze commented pertinently.

As Toru Amuro thought, Tang Ze did it on purpose.

Since the biographical information provided by Tang Ze is very complete, the setting of the vest is also closer to Akai Shuichi's real state, and it is easy to change clothes. In addition, with the real estate of the model shop, it is possible to come into contact with the identity of the former pole of the three religions. It's remarkable that Akai Shuichi quite approved of this vest.

As long as the information of this identity is filled in completely, then the FBI team will have a good stronghold, military models or something, and it is also suitable for their concealed weapons...

The more they pondered, the more satisfied the FBI was, and they were furiously adding various information to this identity, trying to get Iwai Sohisa's life track down before the Japanese police tracked it down.

At this time, it was a bit risky for Amuro Toru to get in direct contact with himself, considering his good insight and his current vendetta locked on Hideichi Akai.

Tang Ze, who was secretly watching for a while, saw that Amuro Toru really noticed Iwai Sohisa, and stood up decisively to eliminate the possibility of their contact.

"What you said, this is the color you painted yourself..." Toru Amuro lowered his voice, "I told you not to paint it so white."

His skin color is slightly darker than wheat color. To paint the skin color of ordinary Asians, he took Tang Ze's photo for more than ten minutes just for the base makeup. He felt that he had been scratched with a layer of putty, and Toru Amuro felt the same way. Thick makeup is not too comfortable.

"I can't help it. Mr. Amuro's most conspicuous feature is his skin color. To be honest, he just changed his skin color and hairstyle." Tang Ze looked at his appearance at the moment and nodded seriously, "Even if it's me, it's hard to recognize him. It's over."

The fair-skinned Toru Amuro rolled his eyes at Tang Ze because his back was turned to the guests.

He seriously suspected that Tang Ze suggested that he disguised himself like this just to see this joke.

"Over Jiancun, Fengjian and the others have already taken care of them. Go do your own business and don't stop a waiter from working." He said angrily.

"Deling~" Tang Ze narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Don't let me drink, you should give me a glass of juice, right?"

Toru Amuro's answer was to squeeze the orange juice into his hand, and he walked away quickly without looking back.

Toru Amuro, whose face turned pale, is really interesting.

Tang Ze, who had secretly taken a few pictures during the makeup process, finished teasing people, turned around contentedly, and set off for the next goal.

Concerned that Belmode might still be paying attention to his actions, Tang Ze turned his face a little more serious, allowing himself to show some vague gloom, as if he had just had a not-so-pleasant conversation. The cold orange juice deftly passed through the shoulder-to-shoulder crowd, and found the target that Toru Amuro had lost sight of.

"Mr. Iwai." Tang Ze approached Akai Shuichi who was in disguise, Tang Ze didn't directly call out his name, "I really feel strange to see you dressed like this."

"Would it be?" Unconsciously, Akai Shuichi pushed the lollipop in his mouth to the other side, and asked uncertainly, "At this level, it shouldn't be impolite to enter the banquet venue, right?"

It is true that he seldom participated in such high-end receptions in Japan, and he did refer to Judy and the others' opinions in terms of dress, so he came in without a windbreaker at all.

"It's not impolite, it's just..." Tang Ze looked at the peaked cap that was tightly buttoned on his head without a word.

There is a feeling of changing from one body to another.

It's true that if you wear a hat, you don't take it off, right?
"It's fine." Akai Hideichi tugged at the brim of his hat, adjusted the hat briefly, and said in a low voice, "The embassy is already communicating through diplomats. Are you sure that you can find someone to press him to death during the game?" With his energy, if he finds an opportunity to return to China through the embassy, ​​then our operation will bring a lot of pressure."

"Don't worry." Tang Ze took a sip of the orange juice and smiled heartlessly, "He has no evidence of a crime, and I'll make him..."

Akai Hideichi bumped his arm, and firmly blocked the rim of the cup on his mouth, preventing him from continuing.

I almost forgot that this guy looks young, but he is actually an elite undercover just like them, who can do whatever it takes to achieve his goals.

So Akai Hideichi just persuaded: "Keep your voice down."

Tang Ze bent his eyes, stuck to the cup and took a few sips obediently, without making a sound.

Nakabin Kenmura is an excellent programmer and the father of Hiroki Sawada. In a sense, he can probably be called the grandfather of Noah's Ark.

In terms of emotion and reason, Tang Ze didn't want him to die just because they wanted to send Sindora to prison.

Syndora, who colluded with the organization, has many ways to die, and there is no need to take the life of a good person.

Except for the innocuous news of Jack the Ripper's descendants, he would add some rich and colorful traces to Mr. Syndora's lace news.

Thinking of this, Tang Ze glanced at Miyano Akemi and Hoshikawa Teru who were standing not far from Akai Shuichi, keeping a certain distance.

Miyano Akemi once again put on an exaggerated pink wig, and appeared as a stylist May. As for Xing Chuanhui, Tang Ze endured and endured, and then he restrained himself from making troubles for him into Kudo Shinichi, but Helped him change the color of his hair and eyes, and did some simple processing on his facial features, so that he could be distinguished from Akechi Goro as much as possible.

At this moment, they were all clutching their mobile phones, racing against time to search for topics related to Phantom Thief CH.

"The news on the Internet is fermenting with hot searches, and the frequency of Thomas Syndora's name has begun to increase." Akemi Miyano switched to SNS and flipped for a moment, reminding Hoshikawa Hui.

"Well, the collection has been carried out on Kaitou CH, and there are some discussions involving Syndora Corporation... I will sort it out in a while." Xing Chuanhui's face was very solemn.

After a while, Tang Ze will enter the game cabin as an experiencer. This will be an information screening that the team leader cannot participate in.

Tang Ze has also told them in advance that once he finds any information related to the Sindolla Hall, and the location of the hall is convenient for them to enter, he will rush there as soon as possible, and he will find a way to come and solve it.

But they also have to be prepared that Tang Ze will not be able to arrive in a short time, and they must face the hall by themselves.

Thinking that Tang Ze might be absent from the plan and they would have to make their own decisions, Xing Chuanhui couldn't hide his nervousness.

"Relax." Tang Ze, who walked past them, patted his straight back, "You are just one of the alternatives, I will not put all my eggs in one basket... Relax, relax."

Xing Chuanhui's tense nerves trembled uncontrollably when he patted him. He turned his head and looked at Tang Ze's back helplessly.

"Really, he was the one who frightened people..." Xing Chuanhui let out a sigh of relief.

"You still don't know about Tang Ze, isn't he like that?" Miyano Akemi smiled and took Xing Chuanhui's arm, "Be safe and don't be impatient, let's talk about Tang Ze's situation."

Not far from them, Mori Kogoro, holding a glass of wine in one hand, was attracted by the bright pink color, glanced at them, squinted his eyes, and clicked his tongue twice.

"Father?" Mao Lilan, who was standing with Suzuki Sonoko, saw that he suddenly stopped pouring wine, and turned his head to see if he had drunk himself, "The event hasn't started yet, drinking so much wine it's not good?"

"It's okay, this kind of high-end wine is not so easy to get drunk." Mori Kogoro waved his hands indifferently at first, and then sighed, "It's an older person who can see things clearly. Next time, I must remind you That kid is wise, that woman really likes a boy his age, so she can't be fooled..."

"what?"

"Oh, I have to say that having too many wings is a problem." Tang Ze, who stepped on the Tarot for half a circle, stretched his neck, "If in the future, every time the whole big event, it will be good just to say hello to each other. long time."

Feeling so emotional, he walked towards his last destination.

But this time, he tugged his mask upwards, and lowered his head slightly so that his bangs covered his easily distinguishable blue eyes.

He maximized the aura bestowed by Conan, trying his best to avoid being noticed, quietly approached someone, put the thing down lightly, then passed him silently, turned around leave.

The young man who put his eyes on the center of the stage did not notice the movement behind him for a while.

Since the event has not yet officially started, the spotlights on the stage have not yet been turned on, and the "cocoon" that is being inspected by the staff nervously and orderly looks a little gray and gloomy.

"Will it be here?" He murmured to himself, chewed the bubble gum twice, spit out a bubble, and then burst it with a "pop".

He reached into his pocket, ready to take out the candy wrapper and spit out the chewed bubble gum.

Immediately afterwards, he felt a strange yet familiar touch.

"Isn't it, come again?" Kaito Kuroba wanted to yell with his eyes closed, "Do you really have too much paper and no place to stuff it?" Come out and take a look.

Unsurprisingly, red and black cardboard... He has only seen this person who can perform such tricks on top magicians.

[Accidental encounter, very fate, this colleague.

Let me ask you a question, I appeared here to catch bad guys, so you appear here... In other words, there is a treasure you care about here?

Hmm, thanks for the reminder. 】

"Huh, nasty." Kaito Kuroba was not irritated by his provocation, but put the things in his hand back into his pockets.

The strokes are fluttering, and the handwriting is strong and powerful... It is another rare handwritten letter.

It seems that he didn't prepare the content in advance... Was it really a chance encounter, right?Kuroba Kaito thought uncertainly.

　Because it is about to be a boutique, I decided to make the whole two-in-one!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)