Phantom Thief of Heart!but conan

Chapter 308 He was 10 years old when he died

"Wow……"

Watching the few brats turn pale in fright, and even run away crying, Tang Ze snorted, stood up straight, tiptoed, and kicked the well-made football into the air.

"I'll see you off." Tang Ze felt refreshed and stuffed it into Conan's arms, humming a few tunes happily.

Conan raised his hand in a daze, caught the football he handed over, and belatedly shifted his shocked gaze to Tang Ze's face.

"You, you're quite..." Conan groaned twice, not knowing how to describe it, so he said dryly, "Uh, you're pretty good..."

Tang Ze is usually not a talkative person. Although his private personality is not as taciturn as in school, but generally speaking, Conan's impression of him is still that he is easy-going and reliable, and occasionally a little skinny.

This seems to be the first time he has seen Tang Ze's aggressive side...

"Wow, that's kind of cool, Tang Ze." Suzuki Sonoko was dazed for a moment, his eyes lit up, and he stretched out his hand to pat Tang Ze's back, "I've hated those dead kids for a long time, you're awesome!"

"Sonoko! Be careful!" Without time to evaluate the neighbor's attack power, Mao Lilan frantically adjusted Suzuki Sonoko's clothes to prevent her from being exposed by this heroic slap.

"It's just a few children who speak out loud, you're exaggerating..." Tang Ze helplessly caught her slapping, and said, "It's not that I can deal with them, it's just that other people will worry about them I don’t dare speak harsh words to them.”

As Tang Zezhao, others can't move, and as Kumail, others can't move either.

Not to mention a few words, playing a head, just giving them a meal one by one, Tang Ze is also fearless.

If he really went crazy and beat up the brat, he wasn't the one to be afraid of.

"Guests, please pay attention to this side!" On the stage in front of the banquet, the host standing on the edge of the podium came to the microphone and said to the guests, "Next, please participate in the game script writing and Yusaku Kudo, a famous writer of stage creation!"

"Clap clap clap..."

Amid the enthusiastic applause, Yusaku Kudo stepped onto the stage step by step, facing Conan who was standing in the crowd.

"Dad..." Looking at Yusaku Kudo's serious face, Conan certainly understood what he was worried about.

In terms of safety, he has repeatedly confirmed with Dr. A Li that there will be no problem.

As for the game...

He looked at Tang Ze and Hui Yuanai who were standing on both sides of him, also looking in the direction of the stage, and gently clapping their hands politely.

I am never alone.

Thinking of this, he smiled at Yusaku Kudo.

Yusaku Kudo probably understood what he meant, and raised the corners of his mouth, turned around and walked to the host, took the microphone from the other party, stood on the podium, and began a short speech: "Thank you Xindo Thank you for the invitation from the company, and thanks to everyone in the production team for combining my ideas with the script. Mr. Kenmura, one of the main executive planners of the 'Cocoon' project, is a good friend of mine in college..."

After hearing a few words of his clichés, Conan withdrew his attention and looked at Dr. Ali who came to them.

"How's the situation?" Several insiders faintly gathered together, and Conan raised his head and asked.

"Your father had a talk with Tadabin Kenmura." Dr. Ali frowned, feeling a little uneasy, "Mr. Kenmura may know something. Hiroki's death is unusual. He said that Hiroki was not such a pessimistic child." , perhaps because of the lonely childhood experience, there will be some extreme thoughts, but Hiroki is unlikely to give up life easily. Especially the Noah's Ark he "hatched" with his own hands is still in the hands of Thomas Syndora On...he still doesn't believe that Hiroki committed suicide."

Tang Ze glanced at Yusaku Kudo, who was still delivering a speech, and secretly compared it with his own impression: "Doesn't Mr. Kenmura know the cause of Hiroki's death? Have you received any relevant news?"

"No." Dr. Ali shook his head solemnly, "Even because the custody relationship has been transferred to Xindola, he didn't even have the chance to identify the body. When he arrived in the United States, Hiroki had already been buried. He didn't have any demands Autopsy position."

Conan held his chin, remembering this doubt, and began to recall the relevant materials he had read in the past few days.

Tang Ze on the side was also lost in thought.

Noah's Ark failed to escape the disaster of the doomsday as Hiroki Sawada hoped. Without this medium, the DNA tracking program data that should have been passed to Hiroki's biological father along with Noah's Ark would have no further information.

As for the death of Hiroki Sawada...

Tang Ze's mind flashed the setting that Sakura Futaba's mother died suddenly in a car accident during a normal trip.

If she didn't know that she had an academic background in cognitive science, her death would indeed have seemed like an ordinary accident...

"Actually..." Before Tang Ze could speak, Hui Yuan Ai said, "This may not be a suicide. You have never seen the brainwashing equipment of the organization, and you don't know how it works. The human brain , is a very precise structure, and it is almost impossible to change people's cognition through simple stimulation.

"The organization's mind control is basically accompanied by long-term drug use, with the assistance of equipment, to disrupt the original will and cognition of people. It can't accurately implant specific memories in people, and can only carry out some concepts and sentences. Hypnosis and writing. If the subject's mental state is unstable, under the action of physiological drugs and brainwashing equipment, it is easy to have sequelae of memory confusion and cognitive impairment. In the organization, there have been After receiving the experiment, the member who somehow thought he could fly opened the window and jumped from the apartment on the 20th floor."

Thinking of Sawada Hiroki's situation, Tang Ze narrowed his eyes.

"Since I recovered from the illness when I was 10 years old, and I have never successfully completed any experimental projects on individuals younger than me, researchers generally believe that the development of the human brain before the age of 10 may be It is not enough to support this kind of spiritual transformation...so the minimum age setting for organizing this kind of control and brainwashing project is 10 years old."

It's not just Tang Ze himself, Xing Chuanhui, who was taken home by Tunkou Shigehiko, also began to undergo human experiments when he was 10 years old.

Dr. A Li let out an "ah" and patted his bare head.

"When Hiroki Sawada committed suicide...he was 10 years old." Conan looked ugly and clenched his fists hard, "Damn..."

Thinking that the passing of this little life might have something to do with organization and cognitive research, Tang Ze and Hui Yuanai exchanged a look, their expressions were clouded.

"It's a pity." Hui Yuanai closed his eyes, "No organized medicine, just a few instruments, can't reproduce this effect. Otherwise, he should let him feel the pain of the victim himself."

"Don't worry. I promise, I will give him some unforgettable experiences." Tang Ze said in a very soft voice.

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