The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

Even though Tomizawa Yuzo and Maori and his daughter tried their best to liven up the atmosphere, the atmosphere at the dinner table was still not good.

Tomizawa Taichi, who had a mustache, chewed his food silently, keeping his eyes on his plate, showing no interest in raising his head to communicate with his family.

Tomizawa Tatsuji sat next to his fiancée, occasionally looking at Tomizawa Yuzo and Suzuki Ayako, who had their fingers intertwined, but also remained silent.

Suzuki Sonoko reluctantly helped with a few words, but after all, she was not familiar with the other members of the Tomizawa family and could not find a way to start a new topic.

The two outsiders, Tang Ze and Conan, were sitting nearby eating. After twenty or thirty minutes, they were already half full.

"The relationship between this family is not very good." Conan nudged Tang Ze with his elbow and whispered to him, "It has been so long and there is no eye contact with each other."

Isn't it? Each of the three sons has a motive for killing. This family is really very kind and filial.

Karasawa was well aware of their subtle parent-child relationship, but he still put on a thoughtful pose and reasoned randomly: "Mr. Yuzo is the youngest of triplets, right? He is willing to run away specifically for Sonoko's request. Coming here to eat, it seems that his father is very satisfied with his marriage partner. Well... Since the Tomizawa family and the Suzuki family are both powerful financial groups, I guess Mr. Tomizawa Tetsuji may have given some advice in choosing a spouse. You must have put too much pressure on them. Do you want to invite them to have dinner with you because you want to use Mr. Yuzo’s example to educate your other two sons?”

Looking at the three identical faces one by one, Conan somewhat agreed with Karasawa's opinion.

Without using complicated logical analysis, just looking at the state of getting along with a few people, it is not difficult to see the fear and avoidance of the three brothers towards Tetsuji Tomizawa.

Rich people have their own troubles.

Before Conan could share this emotion with Karasawa, Taichi Tomizawa, who was eating without any taste, finally couldn't bear it anymore and put down his fork.

"Father." He lowered his head and couldn't help rubbing the edge of the tablecloth. His unkempt hair fell down, covering his eyes. "Why did you call us here today? What if it's about Yuzo? As for her fiancée... Miss Suzuki is an excellent and beautiful woman, we already knew that before."

"Yes, dad." Choosing a title that was slightly closer than elder brother, Tomizawa Tatsuji squeezed his girlfriend's hand and said, "I'm sorry, this business trip has changed due to my personal reasons. , but what happened when you came to us in such a hurry?"

Tetsuji Tomizawa held a goblet filled with champagne in his hand, looked around at his children, and let out a long sigh.

Tomizawa Yuzo's heart suddenly jumped to his throat.

My father has always been one to tell the truth. As he grows older, the strong and conceited part of his character further amplifies.

Even if there were more than just his own family members sitting at the table, if his father wanted to scold them, he would not take the occasion and etiquette into consideration.

"Today is the day when Yuzo brings his future wife to visit home." To the surprise of Yuzo Tomizawa, Tetsuji Tomizawa narrated in a very calm tone, "I think this is a good day, so, I I want to get together with you and have a good chat about family matters."

The three brothers were all stunned.

"Taiichi, you are the eldest brother, let's talk about you first." Tetsuji Tomizawa looked at his eldest son who didn't want to look at him, and before he could speak, he sighed again.

He just knew it. The muscles on Tomizawa Taichi's face twitched twice, and he secretly held his breath, preparing for cynicism and even abuse.

"In the past two years, there has been little progress in terms of creation. I have repeatedly hoped that you could come to the company to help manage the family's property." The first sentence was a familiar statement from Tomizawa Taichi. He took a deep breath and prepared to wait for his father's arrival. After the ridicule was over, he threw up his sleeves and left, but was shocked by the next words, "I must admit that you are not without talent in this area. In fact, your first two works were highly rated by the publishing house. Yes. I found your editor without permission and used some methods to get the publisher to withhold your manuscript. Many of my previous evaluations were based on my own selfishness."

Tomizawa Taichi trembled so obviously that the plate in front of him made a slight collision sound, and he suddenly raised his head.

"And Tatsuji." Tetsuji Tomizawa patted his eldest son's clenched hand, and turned his eyes to Tatsuji Tomizawa in a suit and tie on the other side, "Hiromi is a nice girl, with a gentle personality, but very principled. You Such an indecisive temperament really needs a spouse like her. Regardless of whether I support your relationship or not, it is irresponsible to turn down your job without telling me as a manager and ask a colleague to take your place on a business trip to meet your fiancée. Decision-making. You still lack experience. Compared with Haomei, who has been in the workplace for a long time, you are like a flower in a greenhouse. My rebuke to you is not entirely subjective and biased. You must understand it yourself."

Tomizawa Tatsuji's hand tightened with his girlfriend's, his face full of disbelief.

"Yuzo, and Ayako." Tetsuji Tomizawa put down his wine glass and showed a loving smile to his younger son, "Yuzo, your achievements in painting are obvious to all. Because you found another consortium's daughter to get married, I will inherit The company's hopes are unrealistically placed on you. Now it seems that my thinking is wrong. I don't know art, let alone painting, but since everyone thinks you are a potential rising star, you should also If you regard painting as your career, you must continue unswervingly.”

"Dad——!" Tomizawa Yuzo was also surprised, staring at Tomizawa Tetsuji blankly.

"Dad has had many stubborn thoughts over the years, and he has passed on some of his helpless anger to you...it was dad who was wrong." Tetsuji Tomizawa's shoulders slumped, as if he had completely let go of some heavy pressure and relaxed. smile.

"Father..." "Dad..."

The three sons each called him, with intense and complicated emotions, ranging from surprise, surprise, and regret.

"Dad..." In the end, it was Tomizawa Yuzo who plucked up the courage first and grabbed Tomizawa Tetsuji's hand, "Why did you say these things suddenly..."

Tomizawa Tetsuji glanced at his son's strong hands, and at the same time saw his own skin that was getting dry and slightly wrinkled.

He is no longer the high-spirited businessman he was twenty years ago.

He is indeed old.

Thinking this way, he put on a kind smile and the wrinkles on his face relaxed a little.

"Because I let go of some things that were frustrating in my heart..."

"...Is there something serious wrong with your body?"

At the same time that Tomizawa Tetsuji spoke, Tomizawa Yuzo finished the second half of the sentence.

Tomizawa Tetsuji was stunned and took more than ten seconds to react before he understood the meaning of his son's words. His two thick black eyebrows suddenly stood up, and he was not angry at all.

"You brat!" His voice was loud and strong, and he slapped Tomizawa Yuzo on the back, "You cursed your father!"

"But you look too much like..." He explained the funeral arrangements.

Tomizawa Yuzo kept begging for mercy from his father's slap with a sly expression.

"Pfft." Tang Ze, the initiator of this scene, pressed his fist to his lips, only letting out a slight breathless laugh.

Compared to night shift blackouts, public patricide, triplets choosing one of three, isn't this quite interesting?

"Bells--"

A string of small ringtones rang. Tang Ze's ears twitched and he quickly identified the source of the notification sound.

It was a letter from his organization's mailbox.

Strangely, he has already turned down the task of arresting Shirley. With Gin's current impression of him, it is impossible for him to take the initiative to contact him...

Toru Amuro will not use this email address unless there are organization members around him who know his identity...

Several thoughts flashed through his mind. Tang Ze took out his cell phone from his inner pocket and took a peek at the thumbnail bubble that popped up for new emails.

Then his pupils shrank immediately.

broken! This was the first reaction in his mind.

If Sister Mingmei sees it, she will chase her butt with a shotgun and beat her——

late--

Chapter 2 Possibly Zero——

Maybe there was an update, but it didn’t mean that I fell asleep. I slept for four hours yesterday.