The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

"...Uh, so it turns out, does Mr. Akechi have his own makeup artist?"

The accompanying PD and the staff carrying the makeup cases stood behind them, looking at Akechi Goro sitting in front of the makeup mirror and the tall woman next to him.

The woman dyed her hair a voluptuous gradient of pink, with sharp angles on the edges of her hair. She also wore exaggerated colorful sunglasses on her face, so unique that her career was almost written on her face.

"Sorry." Goro Akechi turned around and smiled apologetically at several awkward TV station employees. "This is the first time I have participated in a TV show since I returned to China. Because I am not an artist, few TV stations will give me the gift of support when I am abroad. I arranged for a makeup artist, and I just thought that it would be my first time to appear on a domestic show, so I should be more solemn... I'm really sorry."

Miyano Akemi, who was dressed beyond recognition, glanced at Karasawa who was talking nonsense.

He still had a disguise mask on his face at the moment, so of course he couldn't let the TV station's makeup artist touch his face.

The mask is made of a special material and requires some special cosmetics. If they get started with it, the foundation will be swept away and the powder will fall straight down the surface and won't stick to it at all. Wouldn't that expose the secret?

"Can I trouble you to wait outside?" Miyano Akemi folded her arms, her long bright manicure nails were clasped on her arms, and said in a mean tone, "I'm not used to being stared at by others when I'm putting on makeup."

The PD and the makeup artist were both a little unhappy at her unkind tone. They shook their heads and stopped insisting. After confirming the process with Tangze again, they each exited the dressing room.

After confirming that the door was closed, Miyano Akemi breathed a sigh of relief, threw the big box in Karasawa's arms, and said angrily: "Okay, you can do it yourself, I won't do this. Hey, really, you Is it really okay for an undercover agent to appear in the media with such a high profile every day?"

No problem, Gere is still the host of Nippon TV, so he's going to be fine.

Of course, Karasawa would not say such a retort to Miyano Akemi. He just acted like a younger brother, grabbed her sleeve and shook it: "Trouble me, Akemi-sister - I can't ask Hoshikawa to come, can I?" Even if he comes, he won’t be able to perform well.”

"Hey, you have so many ideas." Miyano Akemi was so shaken by him that she lost her temper. She stretched out her hand and pinched his face. Because she knew it was not genuine leather, she used extra force and pulled up a little tutu.

"Let go, let go, or you'll fall off!" Karasawa shouted twice exaggeratedly to satisfy Miyano Akemi's desire to be angry, then slapped her cheek again and put the mask back on, "Don't worry, I'm fine. Yes, if you don’t want to stay, you can go back directly later.”

Miyano Akemi naturally knew what he was referring to. As for the guests of this variety show, even if Tang Ze didn't mention it, the media had already been promoting the show.

"...I'm not that weak. It's a fact that I deceived them, and it's a fact that I took advantage of them, so it's even more necessary to help them as much as possible. And -" Miyano Akemi stroked Karasawa's hair, "You are the first It’s a variety show, as a family and friends group we can’t be absent, right?”

This child, Karasawa, would remind her of Shiho often.

Will they feel lonely when they are taken away from their families and their loved ones will always be absent from every important occasion? Will they feel lonely?

During those years when Shiho was studying abroad, and when there was no news from him at all, how much suffering would it have been for such a young Shiho?

Does her reputation as a genius mean that she is like Tang Ze, who silently shouldered all the pressure and grew up to this day?

As long as she has such an association, it will be difficult for her to be hard-hearted towards Tang Ze. She has always been pure and doting.

"Are you worried about Shiho?" Karasawa leaned in front of the makeup mirror, and with the bright light, he carefully applied powder and blush on the mask, imitating the makeup that should be used in variety shows and correcting the mask, but he still keenly captured her facial expressions. She was disappointed, but she did not forget to comfort her, "She will be fine. I can save you, and I can definitely save her. Have faith in me, Sister Mingmei."

"I know." Despite her exaggerated and avant-garde makeup, Miyano Akemi still showed a gentle smile, "You are all very good children, I know."

So when Kogoro Mouri walked into the dressing room with Ran Mouri and Conan, what he saw was a pink-haired woman in strange clothes. She patted Goro Akechi on the shoulder with a gentle and kind face, and half hugged him in his arms. They are whispering something.

Conan: "..." Ah, this contrast always feels like witnessing some ulterior transaction scene.

Mao Lilan also had a look of shock on her face, and couldn't help but whisper to herself: "So Akechi-kun is... um, is this the type that women like?"

Mouri Kogoro carefully looked at the woman's appearance for a while, then shook his head without saying anything, with a look of regret on his face as the world was declining.

"Mr. Mori, Miss Mori, and the children from Edogawa." When he found them entering, Karasawa quickly understood what the rich expressions on their faces meant, but he adhered to the principle of "As long as I am not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed." "Principle, he stood up with a smile as if nothing had happened, took Miyano Akemi's hand, and introduced, "This is the makeup artist, Ms. May, who accepted my invitation to do my personal makeup."

"Mr. Mouri Kogoro." Miyano Akemi, who didn't notice anything wrong with her interaction with Karasawa, put on her mean teacher Tony face again, "Nice to meet you. The TV station would actually invite a young man like Goro at the same time. People like you...the idea of ​​a Japanese TV station is really elusive."

It should be said that Miyano Akemi's acting skills are indeed excellent, and she expresses the meaning and superiority of fashion people very well.

As a result, her temperament as a mean rich artist became stronger, and the scene of her and Goro Akechi standing together became even more awkward in the eyes of Kogoro Mori.

"...Nice to meet you, Ms. May." Mouri Kogoro forced a smile.

Miyano Akemi nodded to him reservedly, with no intention of continuing the greetings. She turned her head to look at Goro Akechi, and showed a gentle smile again: "Okay, it will be time to appear on the stage soon. Be good, Goro, I Let’s go to the auditorium first.”

After saying that, she turned her head, held her head high, and strode out with the Hentiangao under her feet.

"Well, Akechi-kun." Mouri Kogoro glanced at this handsome junior, and reminded him tactfully because of the good impression he had on him during previous contacts, "A woman like this is not easy to fool. ah……"

Tang Ze laughed out loud in his heart, but he still had an upright look on his face, and waved his hand: "Don't get me wrong, Miss May's personality is like this, she is impatient and not sociable... She is a very good person, and she has helped me put on makeup a few times. Every time, it’s all voluntary help, and her usual charges are not cheap.”

Hey, if you don’t want money, wouldn’t that be a bigger problem?

Take a closer look at Akechi Goro's appearance...

After he stopped talking for a while, Mouri Kogoro could only pat him heavily on the shoulder and said: "Detectives who look too good may indeed face such risks. Akechi-kun, especially since you are still young, as a senior , I want to teach you about this matter. After all, I also have a client. When he comes into contact with me, he will have some unnecessary fantasies..."

Mao Lilan, who was still a little embarrassed at first, rolled her eyes when she heard this and reached out to cover Conan's ears.

"Children, don't listen to dirty words. Forget them."