Phantom Thief of Heart!but conan

Chapter 776 Tang Ze: I like those who are durable

"Remember to close the doors and windows next time." After closing the sliding door on the balcony, Kyogoku Makoto turned around and said to Suzuki Sonoko with a serious face, "We are just a hotel of some size. Anyone with a little physical strength and agility will have no problem climbing to the second floor."

He roughly knew what kind of family Suzuki Sonoko came from, and he also knew that she rarely stayed in a hotel with such conditions, so after thinking about it, he gave up the idea of ​​continuing safety education, lowered his head, and began to stuff the personal belongings scattered on the floor into her bag.

Conan only observed the situation in the room for a while and he clearly knew that the culprit who caused the mess was definitely not the fast-flying attacker, but most likely the warrior who rushed in to enforce justice, so he took the opportunity to grab Ran Mouri who wanted to stop him.

"You, what are you doing?" Suzuki Sonoko wanted to say something, but when she remembered this guy's record of knocking people flying with one punch, her voice softened a lot, "If you want to clean up, I can do it myself..."

"No, I'll change your room." Kyogoku Makoto put her travel bag on his shoulder, still looking serious and solemn, "Your room number has been remembered by the intruder. It's not safe."

He actually wanted to say that a girl from a family like Suzuki Sonoko's should be more cautious when traveling. Even if she met... a member of the opposite sex she liked very much, she should not be foolish enough to tell the other person her specific address just because she had a good first impression. But then he looked at Mouri Ran, who was standing next to her, holding the child and looking like a quiet lady, and swallowed his words.

Forget it, there are people who can protect her. Besides, a hotel waiter who she met by chance shouldn't know about Suzuki Sonoko's family background.

Taking a deep breath, he led a few people to move to a room inside the inn, closer to the stairs and inner courtyard.

In this way, when he is downstairs, he can directly pay attention to the situation here and ensure the other party's safety.

"Don't go out for dinner, our hotel has its own restaurant. The food is pretty good." As he heard the sound of rain getting heavier outside, he added, "The man ran away. We don't know where he is. It's not safe to go out."

Upon hearing this, Mao Lilan took a step closer to Suzuki Sonoko and whispered, "Isn't this guy pretty good? He's easy to talk to. Don't be too critical. He probably really wants to protect us."

Unconvinced, Suzuki Sonoko wanted to retort, but she couldn't bring herself to complain when she remembered how he had come to remind them yesterday in a harsh tone that Tang Ze might have been bullied.

"Okay, but his attitude is really average." Suzuki Sonoko curled her lips and muttered softly.

"He just came back to help his family during the summer vacation, and he's not really a waiter..." Mao Lilan smiled and patted her, then became thoughtful, "But now that I think about it, I feel like I've seen him somewhere before."

"Xiaolan, if you hadn't said that, I would have thought it was a poor pick-up line." Suzuki Sonoko bumped into Maoli Ran's shoulder. "Are you moved by his powerful muscles?"

"What are you talking about..."

The two girls behind him were laughing as they walked. Kyogoku Makoto tilted his head to look at their bright smiles which seemed not to be disturbed by the sudden situation, and the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up.

When he turned back, he couldn't help but fall into deep thought again.

Why did he think the murderer would target them and asked him to protect Suzuki Sonoko, but also asked him not to capture the murderer in one go and instead find a way to let the murderer go?

This request is a bit too strange...

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When the two of them had tidied up the new room and entered the restaurant, Tang Ze came back late.

Another twenty minutes later, Daoxie Masahiko, who was supposed to show up a long time ago, finally appeared at the door of Wawu Hotel.

"Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean to be late." Daoxie Masahiko was led into the restaurant with a smile on his face. He slowly moved to their table at a leisurely pace. "It was raining too hard and my car stalled. I didn't want to break the appointment, so I had to walk here. This road is really difficult to walk on."

Conan turned his head and looked at him, his hands in his pockets, walking in a pretentious manner, and muttered: "What a pretentious person."

Tang Ze, who had already listened to the professional on-site action analysis from Mao Lilan, bit his chopsticks and glanced at Daoxie Masahiko subtly.

His keen five senses allowed him to clearly smell the iodine on the other person's body, and he also saw the bandage on the bottom edge of his shirt.

Daoxie Zhengyan was not pretending at all, but he was hit hard several times and could not walk fast at all.

Maybe the ribs or something else are fractured, and the reason why he doesn't take his hand out may be similar.

No, it should be said that after taking such a fierce frontal attack from Kyogoku Makoto and being knocked away from a height of several meters, if he had not landed on a tree and received some cushioning, this man would have probably died.

He was still able to struggle to get up and run away. After being bandaged, he walked into this extremely terrifying place with a strong smile on his face. Tang Ze was already impressed by his strong will to commit a crime.

Very good, very energetic, he likes this kind of durable ones!
So his tone of voice was much gentler than at noon, and he took the initiative to push the side dishes he didn't like in front of the other party: "It's really difficult to walk on the road. But the food here is surprisingly good, Mr. Daoxie, try it."

Eat, eat more, so you can hit the road better after you’re full.

Daoxie Zhengyan, who had no idea what hellish lines Tang Ze was muttering in his heart, just looked at his gentle smile in confusion, and picked up the bowl and chopsticks doubtfully: "Then I feel relieved. I promised to take you to eat something delicious. Seeing this situation, I thought it would be impossible."

Conan, who was frowning and looking at the mud and water marks on his trouser legs and shoes, looked up and glanced speechlessly at the self-satisfied man.

Why do you say it as if this is the store you found...

Tang Ze held back his laughter and considerately handed the seasoning that Conan couldn't reach to him.

Why not? Without his full assistance, would the hotel let us have this meal for free?

"clang--"

Kyogoku Makoto knocked the porcelain plate in his hand onto the table and looked at Dokyo Masahiko expressionlessly.

Obviously, Kyogoku Makoto, who was actually providing the meals, was very upset by these words and he had no good face towards the man at all.

"I told you, our restaurant is delicious. If you make a reservation in advance, we have more fresh seafood." He picked up a plate of sliced ​​cantaloupe, ignored Daoxie Masahiko who was sitting next to him, and put it next to Tang Ze, "I'm sorry to let you have a bad experience in the hotel. This meal is free of charge."

"Oh, yes, the seafood restaurant on the beach is also yours." Suzuki Sonoko nodded after tasting a piece of fish. "Lunch tasted great, too. If I had known, I should have eaten here yesterday."

"But in that case, we will be late for the fireworks display, and we may not be able to save that sister." Conan, who was reminded of the intruder, thought about it and immediately brought the topic to this matter, "Could the person who ran into Sonoko's room be the criminal?"

Unfortunately, his reaction was a bit slow last night, and he was eager to save people, so he didn't have time to adjust the zoom of his glasses and see the criminal's face clearly. Otherwise, he would have been able to roughly identify the criminal's appearance through the descriptions of Suzuki Sonoko and Kyogoku Makoto.

"It shouldn't be possible." Suzuki Sonoko pondered and slowly shook her head, "The criminal can't possibly know where my room is. It should be a thief who wants to steal something?"

"Did you lose anything?"

"Well, since Mr. Kyogoku was quick to react, nothing was lost. It's a blessing in disguise."

Conan said "Oh" and couldn't help but start thinking.

If he is really the murderer of that case, then instead of looking for Suzuki Sonoko's luggage, what he should do is to attack Karasawa directly, right?
...I didn't mean that he should attack Tang Ze, but in the eyes of people who don't know them, they should be just ordinary high school students with little ability to resist.

Not to mention, Tang Ze was grabbed by Adachi Toru yesterday and he just kept saying "yes, yes, yes" and "right, yes, right" to everything he said. In the eyes of strangers, he is an easier target as he is alone.

Unless, in the eyes of the murderer, Suzuki Sonoko's luggage was something that needed to be dealt with more urgently than Karasawa himself.

Why?... If I were to talk about the items in the luggage that were related to the incident...

"What about your camera? Was it broken?" Conan asked quickly. "Things were flying around, so it didn't get smashed, did it?"

"No, I checked, and except for the film cover being smashed open, everything else is intact." Suzuki Sonoko answered casually.

"The lid is open, so is the film exposed?" Conan narrowed his eyes.

Maybe this is the criminal's purpose. "No, there is no film in it. I sent the used film to be developed this afternoon." Suzuki Sonoko thought for a moment and said, "Ah," "I was going to look at these photos with you when I was preparing dinner, but I almost forgot because of this..."

As she spoke, she pulled out a stack of photos from her small bag and shook them.

Holding the bowl, Daoxie Zhengyan swallowed the food on the table with difficulty as if he was eating poison, and immediately looked over.

His ribs were in great pain, and even chewing felt like a stabbing pain. No matter how delicious the food was, he couldn't eat it. Now that he saw the original purpose of his trip, he felt as if he had been pardoned.

"Do you mind if I take a look first?" He put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hands and asked immediately.

"Okay, I was going to take it out and look at it anyway." Suzuki Sonoko handed over the photo paper in her hand.

"Hey, wait, wait a minute--" Remembering what Sonoko had taken pictures of in the morning, Mouri Ran hurriedly tried to stop her.

Suzuki Sonoko patted the back of her hand soothingly and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I've removed your photo for you."

Daoxie Zhengyan took the photos in his hand, smiled warmly, and flipped through them one by one, his eyes constantly wandering over each photo, unwilling to miss any details.

No... No... This one isn't either...

"You took a lot of photos of couples," Michikyo Masahiko commented with a smile, as he couldn't just sit there and watch. "Are they all people you know, or is this some kind of assignment requirement?"

"Well..." Suzuki Sonoko's eyes flickered awkwardly.

You can't say that you're in a bad mood, so when you see couples, you just keep pressing the shutter as if you're thinking, there are so many people in love in the world, why can't there be one more?

"But the photos are very good. You have a natural talent as a photographer." Michikyo Masahiko complimented him immediately. "You must have had good wishes when you took the photos. The photos you took are very heartwarming."

Conan, who was leaning over to look at the photo secretly with him, rolled his eyes when he heard this.

What a beautiful blessing, it's obviously cold hatred...

But no matter how you look at it, these photos don’t look weird, right?

He still remembered the appearance of the woman he rescued yesterday, but she was not included in the photo, not even among the other tourists who occasionally served as the background for the photos.

Although they passed by the crime scene at night, Yuanzi didn't take any photos at that time?
What is the criminal looking for, or has he misunderstood something for some reason?
While Conan was still frowning in thought, Dokyo Masahiko had already flipped through the photos they took at the fireworks display in the evening.

There is a saying that beauty can be seen under the lamp, and it is because the atmosphere created by the interweaving of light and shadow is easier to embellish, and can make a person who is 80% beautiful appear 100% beautiful. Turning to this point, seeing Mao Li Ran and Suzuki Sonoko smiling like flowers amid the fireworks, both Dokyou Masahiko and Conan were stunned.

"Oh, those photos taken by Tang Ze are really beautiful." Seeing the photos in their hands across the table, Suzuki Sonoko smiled and picked up the photo in Mikyou Masahiko's hand, and gestured to Mao Lilan, "The photos he took of us are all very beautiful."

Mao Lilan took the photo and found that it was her squatting down and putting the sparkler into Conan's hand. The fireworks above her head, the starlight in her hands, and the two illuminated faces had a soft and tender taste.

"I, I didn't notice..." Mao Lilan held the photo tightly and stroked it with some cherishment.

"I like this photo of mine, too." Suzuki Sonoko showed the photo in her hand, then pointed to the photos in their hands, "Compared to his, mine is just average."

After the two photos covering the top were taken away, the photo that Suzuki Sonoko took of Karasawa was revealed.

Although it is not a very artistic shot, just an ordinary straight-ahead shot, Tang Ze, who is slightly tilting his head in the photo, has his eyes illuminated by the fireworks, and his handsome face makes it very ornamental.

Conan and Mikyou Masahiko looked at the photo. Conan didn't react yet, but Mikyou Masahiko looked at it for a few seconds and suddenly his expression froze.

This static photo suddenly seemed to move when he blinked. The smile of the brown-haired boy in the photo widened a little, and his blue eyes illuminated by golden light suddenly blinked and turned into golden vertical pupils. The handsome face in the previous second instantly took on a terrifying inhuman feeling.

Daoxie Zhengyan's face turned pale, he shook his head vigorously, and then opened his eyes.

The photo in his hand hasn't changed at all, it's still Tang Ze smiling under the fireworks.

Was this his hallucination, or was he resisting this guy who interrupted his actions, and was vaguely panicked and frightened, so he was so nervous that he was hallucinating...

Mikyou Masahiko raised his head and looked with a little fear at Tang Ze who was smiling and picking up a piece of watermelon.

If he had known that he would run into such a powerful and violent maniac, he should not have chosen to run through Suzuki Sonoko's luggage today. He should have just followed this lone guy and killed him.

As for the photos, we can send both the person and the car down tomorrow, and then we won’t have any worries.

Well, let’s find a way to keep Tang Ze in the car…

"Hey, isn't the photo that Brother Tangze took at noon gone?" Seeing that the photos had been finished, Conan asked.

It's normal that Yuanzi didn't show the photo of Xiaolan's back in a swimsuit taken this morning. It's somewhat private and it's not appropriate to show it to others.

However, the person Tang Ze took the photo of was Mikyou Masahiko. Since he was going to show it to the person himself during dinner time, wouldn’t it be better to have a photo of him? He could even give it to the other person as a gift or something…

Mikyou Masahiko, who was looking at Tangze, also reacted and looked at Suzuki Sonoko.

Maybe what Tang Ze said at noon made him feel uncomfortable, so he subconsciously ignored the photo taken while Tang Ze was speaking.

With this reminder, those might indeed be the last one or two frames in the entire roll of film.

"Well..." Suzuki Sonoko looked at Tang Ze hesitantly, then looked at Michikyo Masahiko who looked curious, and said hesitantly, "Those two photos, uh, are a bit strange. The person who took the photos said that it might be because the same film was exposed twice when taking the photos, so the effect is not good. So I didn't put it in."

"Double exposure? What does it look like?" Conan asked.

It is not yet certain which specific photo the murderer is targeting, so you should pay attention to every photo.

Well, there's no need to take the photo of Xiaolan. Besides her back, I only captured a little bit of the beach and the sky...

"Could it be that we really captured something..." Thinking of what Tang Ze said when he took the photo, Mao Lilan's face immediately turned pale.

Ghost, ghost or something...!
"No..." Suzuki Sonoko shook her head helplessly. Seeing this, she had no choice but to take out the last photo from her bag and put it on the table hesitantly. "I think there may be something wrong with the lens or the film."

Several people turned their heads to look.

It was true that in the center of the photo was the handsome face of Daoxie Masahiko with a look of surprise, but the entire photo was filled with a strange red hue.

Especially Michikyo Masahiko himself who was featured in the close-up.

Except for his face, his entire body was covered in a layer of dark red color, like paint, even covering up the exaggerated pattern of his shirt.

The blood-like hue, although the photo was taken at noon, it managed to create a weird and terrifying red film texture that makes people feel uneasy.

Mao Lilan shuddered and immediately grabbed Suzuki Sonoko's arm. Dokyo Masahiko's face turned pale.

The instigator, Tang Ze, picked up the tea at hand and took a sip leisurely.

He does have great photography skills, doesn't he?

(End of this chapter)