The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan.

Because Karasawa Akira appeared in front of him, Futo Kyousuke was stunned for a moment, and therefore lost the last chance to break free.

There was a "pop!" and the next moment, another pair of hands, another pair of hands that also belonged to a young man, grabbed his other foot.

Then another pair, and another pair...

Tang Zezhao, who was standing in front of him, just watched with cold eyes, watching him being tightly grasped by pairs of hands from different people, dragging him down to the bottom of the pool of blood, and smiling again.

"You came to save me, Dr. Fuudo." Karasawa knelt down and looked at Fuudo Kyosuke, who was submerged in blood from the waist down, and stretched out his hands, "I really, really, really thank you."

Kyosuke Futo, whose mouth was covered tightly with a bloody hand, let out a screeching sound of extreme fear. He wanted to escape from the opponent's movements, but his whole body was firmly fixed by the arms that kept climbing up. He could not move at all and could only watch. He watched the hands getting closer and closer, covering his eyes and pressing on his face.

"Thank you..." Tang Zezhao's murmuring voice echoed in his ears, followed by many voices, repeating in unison, "Thank you..."

Those voices were mixed together, some were clear, some were hoarse, some were high-pitched, some were low, but they all had the same characteristics - these were the voices of boys and girls, children.

Tang Ze, who had his hands on his face, suddenly exerted huge force on his hands and pushed his head towards the pool of blood.

Fuudo Kyousuke, who was completely unable to resist, let out a changed cry, and fell silent without any suspense under the force.

A series of bubbles continued to pour out from below the water surface. Tang Ze felt the struggle in his hands and decisively increased his strength, leaving him no chance to breathe.

Soon, the red water surface calmed down.

After making sure that the bottom of his hand was no longer touching human skin, but the cold rock slab under the "carpet", Tang Ze stood up and shook off the blood on his hands.

"Inexplicably, I feel like a murderer who has completed the crime." After flicking his fingers and looking at the blood splattered on his fingertips, Tang Ze complained, "I feel like I should have come with the identity of Akechi, which better matches the atmosphere."

Judging from the visual effects, it seems that he really pushed Kyosuke Futo into the bloody water and drowned him. If it were Akechi Goro, the entire segment could be recorded and sent to the organization as Kumail's KPI. Adding to his psychiatric history.

"Strictly speaking, it's about the same, right?" Seeing that Tang Ze had finished his performance and sent people underground, others gathered around and looked at the pool of blood at Tang Ze's feet. Xingchuan Hui touched his chin, "Although The cemetery area below doesn’t seem to be very aggressive, but Kyosuke Futo is an ordinary person after all.”

This is a church. Generally speaking, what is connected to the underground of a church?

Tang Ze is not a religious person, but he has been to several churches. Among the areas connected to churches, the one he has seen the most is the cemetery.

And who are buried in the cemetery of this sinister Church of the Redemption?

Then you have to ask Fuudo Kyousuke himself.

"This is called self-inflicted evil." Tang Ze sighed first, and then added, "In the palace, even if it attacks itself due to subconscious distortion and inconsistent consciousness, it is unlikely to kill itself in the palace. Here, unless this guy doesn’t want to live in the first place... I think Futo Kyosuke is quite energetic and should not die."

However, it is unpredictable whether this wave of mental pollution he has brought to himself will cause the palace to deepen its distortion or collapse.

"Even if he dies, there is no one to blame." Asai Narumi added, "He opened the door of his own palace and came in by himself. He annoyed himself. If he dies here, it should be called suicide, right?"

As soon as he said this, several other people looked at him.

"What's wrong?" Asai Narumi, who didn't feel there was anything wrong with his logic, received their looks in confusion, "Is there something wrong with my statement?"

"No, no..." Miyano Akemi pursed her lips, her eyes wandering between Asai Narumi and Karasawa, "I just suddenly felt that it's no wonder that Joker hit it off with you and insisted on recruiting you."

The logic of these two guys would be unexpectedly close at some point, which is really unimaginable.

Or did Karasawa successfully infect Asai Narumi within a short period of contact?

Tang Ze took a breath with toothache: "I always feel that these words don't sound good."

"...Let's take a look here." Seeing that everything weird in the chapel slowly returned to its original state with the disappearance of Futo Kyosuke, and the Holy Communion continued in an orderly manner, Noah quickly changed the topic, "This should be All the members of the Karasawa School that Kyousuke Futo knows."

"Well, yes, he regards himself as the person who is closer to my father than them all, that is, the 'priest' who can best act on behalf of God. Then he will think that he needs to repent to God, and of course he is also a member of their school of thought. Others." Tang Ze looked around at the sparse chapel where not many people were sitting. "The ones who show their faces are the people he has met in real life. The ones who are masked or covered may be based on his impression of others on the Internet. Blurred image.”

"This annoying fly finally has some serious effects." Miyano Akemi, who had a low opinion of Futo Kyosuke, rolled her eyelids.

"Why else would I accept his hostage? Only when he thinks he is close to victory will the 'Holy Communion' begin." Tangze nodded calmly.

Asai Narumi, who came last time, happened to meet the time when Futo Kyosuke discovered Karasawa, and successfully entered the chapel and took the shocking scene.

After that, as he lost control of Karasawa, he lost the Holy Eucharist and could no longer open it.

When it was opened again, Karasawa had been confirmed to have lost his memory. When Futo Kyousuke realized that he could take advantage of the opportunity, the Holy Communion was performed twice more.

Thinking like this, Tang Ze glanced at the "Holy Son Tang Ze Akira" who was hanging on top and being sliced ​​with pork in front of him with an appraising eye.

"It took me so long to eat so little. This restaurant's business is really not active." Tangze commented dissatisfied.

"Don't use such a casual tone and say such terrible things." Miyano Akemi slapped him on the back, "Hurry up and communicate with the guests... When Futo Kyosuke's spirit really breaks down, the palace will also change. , this opportunity cannot be missed.”

The phantom thieves in the chapel concluded that the master of the hall either would not live long or that his spirit would not last long, so they began to work separately and were busy doing rescue excavations for the palace's heritage. The unknowing master of the hall himself was experiencing an unprecedented experience. torture.

"Don't, don't be like this, Harano-kun..." Seeing the young man in front of him, whose face was gray and full of lifelessness, Futo Kyosuke trembled with his lips trembling, "I just tested some medicines, you hid your Allergy symptoms...it's not my fault..."

"Of course you are not wrong." The boy called Yuanye said gently while grabbing Futo Kyousuke's neck with both hands. "I just want to thank you for everything you have done to me. Why don't you come too? Try it?"