The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

After wiping off the makeup on her face, Shii Reika obviously didn't expect to get such a response to her words. Her hand holding the makeup remover cotton pad was raised stiffly in the air.

Tang Ze, who had already decided to use this method to increase the other party's fear, did not intend to wait for her to come back to her senses.

"You use your family background to bully men and women all day long. Are you happy? Do you think you are a wealthy businessman who is different from ordinary people and there is nothing in the world that you can't get? Your half-knowledge is really ridiculous."

Tang Ze turned his head, his well-groomed smooth hair slightly tilted, covering a little of his face. The shadow that broke out from the depths made him look quite oppressive.

"If I wasn't too lazy to listen to your nonsense, I would really like you to call your father and ask him what happened to that old man Tunkou Shigehiko and who I am. It's a pity that this superficial pretty face has become terrified and distorted, maybe it would suit you better."

"What happened to them? Did they have a fight?" asked Mao Lilan worriedly.

"It should be Reika who is angry." Mifune Takuya rolled his eyes. "She often does this when she is unhappy. She doesn't care about the occasion at all. It's like this."

He made a funny move of pushing the table forward and standing up, obviously having seen Shijing Lihua like this before.

The other people in the field who were familiar with Yotsuga Reika did not respond to him, but judging from their expressions, what Mifune Takuya said was true.

"Is that so? Well, Akechi-kun might have a hard time." Mao Lilan smiled awkwardly and said tactfully.

Takuya Mifune pointed upwards very experiencedly and made a gesture of covering his ears.

Soon, after a sound that seemed like something was smashed on the floor, the slightly sharp scream of Shii Reika was faintly heard.

"What's wrong? You don't want to admit it? You want to irritate me and escape my commission? I tell you--"

"——Just take these things——"

"You're just a private investigator. You think you are—"

Takuya Mifune rolled his eyes and spread his hands, his body language showing "See what I said."

"Uh, they should be okay, right?" Mao Lilan shrank her neck, not expecting someone to be so exaggerated. "Then do you want to go up and take a look?"

"That's not necessary. Miss Lihua is, well, a little straightforward. She won't do anything, but she'll just say some angry words." Yizhi Long immediately shook his head to stop her thoughts, "If there were other people present, she would be even more emotional."

"She won't hurt anyone directly, as that would give people something to talk about. So, just wait until she gets tired of yelling." Takuya Mifune translated.

"Oh, oh..." Mao Lilan, who also didn't expect that they had a contingency plan to deal with this situation, nodded slowly and said nothing more.

The people in the lounge exchanged glances, laughed, and ignored the noise from upstairs.

In the room upstairs, Yoshii Reika, who had just screamed out two sentences, saying that Akechi Goro was broken down by her identity being exposed, was now pinned to the ground.

When she opened her mouth to shout the second sentence, Tang Ze stopped tolerant of her and took two steps forward, grabbed her mouth which was still spewing venom, lifted her up and threw her to the ground.

Sijing Lihua, who was in pain all over after being thrown down, wanted to struggle, but her mouth was firmly grasped by the person in front of her, so she couldn't make a sound.

Tang Ze looked down at her panicked face, and as she was staring in shock, he let out a harsh and sharp cry that was exactly the same as hers.

Not to mention the other people downstairs who might have heard it, the sound and content were so similar that Shijing Lihua herself had to wonder if the other party had recorded her swearing at some point and played the recording here.

After shouting those words, Tang Ze concealed his sudden outburst and subdued Shioi Reika. After confirming that her nightgown had no pockets and that her cell phone was not on her, he raised his head and looked around. Then, while still pinching her face, he lifted Shioi Reika up and dragged her to the dressing table.

Tang Ze unlocked the phone with her fingerprint and easily controlled the weak young lady with one hand. He picked up the phone and swiped a few times, and quickly selected the number in the call log that was not saved as a contact but had the most call records.

The only people who could possibly have this honor here for Sijing Lihua could only be her father and her patron himself.

Tang Ze clicked on the number and dialed the call without hesitation.

It was almost ten o'clock in the evening, which was quite late for a middle-aged businessman who had attended a whole night of banquets and was rushing back to his house. But who had asked him to raise such a daughter? She deserved it.

Seeing that he had called his father, Shii Rika began to struggle desperately again, trying to make some noise to attract the attention of the person on the other end of the call.

But although Tang Ze was very close to her at this time and used some grappling techniques, her hands were consciously pressed behind her back and completely suppressed by force. The little strength she had was really not enough in front of Tang Ze now.

So Shii Rika could only open her eyes in vain, listening to the monotonous dial tone of the mobile phone, maintaining the posture of being held in the other party's hand, looking at her own face that was deformed by the pressure in the dressing mirror, and her pair of eyes that were round and already filled with tears.

She may have realized what Goro Akechi's true face is hidden under his identity as an elegant and gentle detective prince.

Yes, since Shigehiko Tsuchiguchi was the target of police investigation during his lifetime for suspected bribery and collusion with illegal groups to commit election fraud, then could it be that his illegitimate son who survived is completely clean?

Perhaps she was just like the police, falling into the misunderstanding that "Akechi Goro grew up and studied in the United States, so he had little to do with Tsuchiguchi Shigehiko's affairs"...

"Lihua? It's so late, what's wrong?" As Shijing Lihua struggled desperately, the phone was connected and her father's voice came out.

Perhaps because the villa is located in a remote area and the signal is insufficient, the sound is particularly distorted and dry, as if it comes from a distant shore.

Tang Ze raised his eyelids and smiled at Shijing Lihua in the dressing mirror.

"Dad!" He once again made a voice identical to that of Yotsuba Rika herself, "That Akechi Goro, I'm so pissed off! How dare he scold me! How dare he scold me! Isn't he just the illegitimate son of a small politician? His father wasn't even a senator, and he died a long time ago..."

"Hush! Lihua, what are you talking about!" The voice of President Shijing on the other end of the phone became obviously nervous, "That's not what I told you! Don't mess with him, his background is not simple."

"Isn't it just that he hooked up with the eldest daughter of the Suzuki Group? Really, I can't afford to offend Suzuki, but Suzuki Sonoko doesn't necessarily care much about this pretty boy, right? Wasn't she bragging a few days ago that she had found someone she liked?"

"That's not what I'm talking about... Reika, think about it. Shigehiko Tsuchiguchi's entire family died! They were all burned down in a fire, not even a servant survived! Shigehiko Tsuchiguchi's wife was the only daughter of the Minister of Transport. When he died, the Minister of Transport knew that his daughter died in the fire. He thought it was done by a political enemy, so he went crazy and kept investigating, but in the end nothing came of it... Then why did Goro Akechi survive?"

Oh, I see.

Tang Ze stared at the mirror with his eyes wide open and tears about to fall, and Shii Rika bared her teeth maliciously.

So it’s not that Shioi Reika only had a superficial understanding, but that Shioi Reika, a girl with limited vision, completely failed to grasp the subtext of her father’s words and completely ignored the crucial information that he was the only survivor in Tsuchiya Shigehiko’s family.

After saying this, there was an obvious crisp sound of something slapping someone in the face from the other end of the call. It was not difficult to hear that President Sijing must have raised his hand in extreme helplessness and patted his cheek or forehead.

Maybe she was regretting that she raised her daughter so ignorant and ungrateful.

"There are big problems with his background. He came back from studying abroad. It could be that he was sent away by his family because he was an illegitimate child, or it could be that there are bigger problems with his identity, and he just found an overseas background that is difficult for ordinary people to verify to cover up his whereabouts for the past 18 years... Anyway, you should be careful with the way you speak."

"Humph, but I've already had a fight with him..."

"Oh... Never mind. It's just a verbal dispute. The other party shouldn't care much... Be good. If he has any opinions tomorrow, don't communicate with him on your own. If you don't understand something, ask Liu Tian..."

After a series of frustrating instructions, seeing that the person on the other end of the phone seemed to be impatient and didn't respond at all, President Sijing had no choice but to hang up the phone.

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It seems that he is trying to find a way to clean up his daughter's mess.

When the phone screen went off as the call ended, Tang Ze lowered his head slightly and spoke to Shijing Lihua's ear with pity in a voice that had returned to its gentle and soft tone.

"Look how scared your father is by you. How pitiful! He must have cleaned up this kind of mess often, right? But, raising someone like you is his karma.

"What did you just say? I was not favored by my father? Ah, yes, you are right. To be more precise, he never took me seriously and did not treat me as a human being at all, just like you.

"I really miss this kind of bossy tone... It's been a long time since anyone dared to talk to me like this."

His voice was no longer as violent as before, but this gentle tone only made Shijing Lihua in his arms tremble even more.

Knowing that the other person is not a good-tempered person, when you hear him/her speak so gently, the fake feeling will further make you collapse.

"But, I have moved on from the past. Father, family, and wealthy family no longer bother me. Do you know what the difference is between wealthy families and ordinary people?

"That is, the rich family's house is bigger and has more people, so when it burns, it will last longer, so long that it will take a whole night just to listen to their screams gradually die down."

As he spoke, he slowly picked up the makeup remover cotton pad that had just been thrown away by Shioi Reika, and used the black and red cotton pad that was stained with the color of makeup to gently wipe away the tears that were falling from Shioi Reika.

"Be good, don't cry." His voice was as gentle and soft as his hands. "If you get my gloves dirty, I'll have even less patience. Breaking your neck here will cause me a lot of trouble. Be obedient, okay?"

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"Are you okay?"

Looking at Tang Ze adjusting his gloves as he walked downstairs and returned to the lounge, Mao Lilan, who was sitting at the door and not participating in the card game, whispered confirmation.

"Of course I'm fine. What else could possibly happen to me?" Tang Ze smiled with his eyes curved. "Ms. Shijing's personality is a little bad, but I won't do anything when everyone knows that I'm going to see her. Because it's easy to give a detective a handle."

As he said this, he pulled out a recorder from his pocket. The indicator light on it was bright, indicating that it was working.

Recorders, bugs, cameras and the like are all standard equipment for detectives, there's no need to lament about it.

"Oh, oh, I just heard a noise upstairs, it seemed quite loud..." Mao Lilan pointed to the ceiling of the lounge decorated with a gorgeous chandelier, "Did Miss Shijing break something?"

"Yes. After I answered her a few questions, she seemed to get even angrier, and the vases and boxes in the bedroom were smashed all over the floor. If the mirror hadn't been embedded in the dressing table and couldn't be picked up, I think there would have been a lot of glass shards on my body." Tang Ze teased humorously, making a gesture of dusting off his clothes.

Mao Lilan's eyes naturally moved down as he moved, and she saw a few shiny things on his neat khaki jacket.

The white, irregular small fragments seemed to be the vase mentioned by the other party.

"You've suffered a lot." Mifune Taku, who came over, did not miss their conversation. He reached out and patted Tang Ze's shoulder sympathetically. "She really has a bad temper. But it's good this way. She's mad at you, so she probably won't show up again until she's picked up tomorrow morning. It's a good thing too."

Her bedroom was right above the lounge, and she must have been aware that her gaffes and outbursts were more or less heard by the people downstairs.

She definitely wouldn't come out to see anyone at a time like this.

"Is Miss Rika okay?" Rokuda Masashi, who did not approach Tang Ze and the others, just sat aside and observed. When he saw Granny Mi walk in a few steps slowly, he couldn't help but ask for confirmation.

The fragments of such a big vase splashed all over Goro Akechi, and it is possible that Reika Shioi cut herself.

"Nothing." Granny Mi lowered her head. "I went in to help Miss clean up. She was just very angry and said she wanted to go to bed. There's nothing else."

"Is that so... Well, it's better to rest early and go back early tomorrow morning..."

Tang Ze smiled and nodded at him, as if he didn't understand the meaning of his words. He sat back in his original seat, picked up the cold tea, and took a sip slowly.

Indeed, it is a good thing that it can reduce the time that the murderer has to spend to create confusion, so that everyone can get more sleep at night.

Well, they are all good things.