The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

"I know you are a very good picker, and you brought Hoshikawa and me back with just a few words." Miyano Akemi crossed her arms and took a deep breath, "But today you really just went upstairs to fight. Did you fall asleep for a while while on the phone? He is..."

If the man wasn't blond, he would look like a normal human being - maybe? ——Miyano Akemi simply doubted that just like he could conjure a 28-inch gun with his bare hands, maybe Karasawa conjured it from somewhere.

Otherwise, it only takes more than an hour. How did this person become a living person?

Miyano Akemi, who didn't know that she had realized the truth in a certain sense, let out a long sigh and turned around helplessly to make tea for Leon.

What else can be done? Everyone is standing here, so we can’t be too rude.

Someone who can be taken directly to the base must be someone trusted by Tang Ze, so...if you have any questions, you should ask them later.

"Do you get along well with your family?" Leon smiled as Miyano Akemi pulled Hoshikawa Teru away muttering.

"You look like you are very familiar with my place. You really sit in the room and peek at the screen every day, right?" Tang Ze walked to the sofa and sat down. He threw an apple tentatively and saw it being caught naturally by Leon. Then he shook his head and said, "It really has an entity... Even though I know that this world is weird, it's a bit weird that others can really see you. Oh, you are still essentially the same as Mary. Not a serious Velvet Assistant?”

Just thinking about how in the future, he will not only be able to pull out various things from the tool bar anytime and anywhere, but also pull out a big living person...everything feels strange.

Picking up the apple and taking a bite, Leon shrugged: "Isn't this a good thing for you? You are busy every day, putting on makeup and taking off makeup, and asking someone to accompany you to put on onions and take off onions... have fun... Are you happy?"

"Interesting, it's indeed quite interesting." Thinking of this, Tang Ze sighed in annoyance, "Unfortunately, it seems that it is not easy to teach others the skill of disguise. My energy is still a little limited. Otherwise, you can still play some more operations..."

As he was talking, Tang Ze's cell phone rang twice. Judging from the sound effect, it seemed that someone was sending a message to Joker.

"The non-stop protagonist is here." Tang Ze stopped chatting and took out his cell phone helplessly.

There are only a few people who have obtained joker's email address. They will contact him at this point. It doesn't take a lot of thinking to know that it is definitely Conan.

But Tangze, who had just received a wave of rank promotion rewards and felt that he was short-handed, still worked hard and worked on customer service without complaint.

This is a long email. As soon as you open the title, dense black characters occupy the entire phone screen.

Tang Ze dragged the page and read it bit by bit. As he went down, he couldn't help but shrink his head back, and his double chin was almost squeezed out.

After leaving the velvet room, Leon, who no longer had Karasawa's vision, looked at his expression curiously, walked around behind him and peeked his head in, and was immediately happy.

"Don't you like operations, master micromanipulator?" He patted Tangze's shoulder twice, "Now the operation is here. Are you happy?"

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"Ding dong——"

The sound was harsh and sharp, and the doorbell of Kudo's house, which was still not well repaired, made a miserable scream, revealing the misery of working overtime without being paid.

Standing in front of his neighbor's door, Tangze felt that at this moment he had briefly empathized with the doorbell.

Not long after, the door was opened a crack, Conan poked his head out furtively, and then faced——

——A face belonging to Kudo Shinichi.

"Isn't this your own home? Why are you acting like a thief?" Tang Ze said expressionlessly.

He was still wearing Joker's school uniform that showed off the entire school. He just looked in the full-length mirror before going out. Weird, so weird.

Kudo Shinichi is wearing Xiu Jin's school uniform. He really has the beauty of a joint bully. It's better to open the door quickly and let him change clothes.

Conan was also very anxious. He stretched out his hand and pulled him into the door without any explanation, still saying: "Come in quickly, don't let Haiyuan or the doctor see it. I didn't even tell them about this."

"After all, your plan is too weird. If you tell me, you will be treated as a freak." Tang Ze stepped into the door.

The last time Maorilan's cleaning was over, Conan, who felt guilty, called her as Kudo Shinichi. After that, housekeepers came regularly to clean the mansion, so even if it remained vacant, the environment was still tidy.

After closing the door tightly, Conan breathed a sigh of relief before he had the mood to retort: ​​"You asked me to find a suitable identity to go there. Director Sakemaki is a world-class director, and his memorial service is not so easy to enter. , there is no suitable way, how can it be so simple to get an invitation at short notice? In such a short time, I have no better way. "

Why not? You can just sneak in just because you are a naughty kid...

Karasawa resisted the urge to complain about him with the plot of the original novel, and followed him upstairs resignedly.

I’ve already agreed, what else can I do?

He was originally going to this memorial service, but now it was just a few more procedures to bring the restless detective in. It was a small problem.

After persuading himself in this way, Tang Ze still complained to him a few words: "Just ask me to bring you in, and then ask me to leave as soon as possible... After a long time, I will be a disguised person to give you a ride. chant?"

"I didn't mean that." Conan took out the key and tiptoed to open his bedroom. Conan said he was wronged. "You said before that the members of this organization were bait to attract you. You have to hide it well." As for your identity... I also said that if you don't want to go or it's inconvenient for you, I will ask Tang Ze to come over and you can just help him disguise himself."

Tang Ze sighed deeply and said vicissitudes of life: "Forget it, no need. I'll do it."

After all, he was the unlucky one.

He has to be a tool anyway, but if he does something else, he can disguise himself?

It's not like he's sick.

"I don't have any more suitable solution." Conan shook his head. "It's okay to ask the doctor, but with so many organization members on site, it's still very dangerous. It's better not to involve the doctor. I know people who know my identity. You two are the only men of the same age at the moment.”

Tangze choked for a moment, feeling very helpless.

Who's to blame? It seems that he should be blamed for showing off too many vests to Conan.

Suddenly missing his chariot brothers.

If he hadn't been mixed into the main line prematurely, this position should belong to Hattori Heiji.

He really should do this kind of thing. How easy it would be to solve the problem with just a dusting of powder...

There are a lot of complaints in my heart, but since I have agreed to work overtime, let’s accept it.

The hard-working Tang Ze rummaged in the closet for a while, found a dark black formal suit, and made gestures in the mirror.

"Well, how about changing to another one? I don't really like wearing this one. I always feel that the pants are a bit long." Conan, who was standing watching him rummaging around, was still in the mood to comment.

"That's right, you think you are taller because you are shorter than me." Tangze rejected him mercilessly, suppressed his protest with one hand, and unfolded his clothes to change, "Okay, hurry up Time, arriving too late would be too conspicuous.”