The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

Even if it is equipped with a silencer, the large-caliber Desert Eagle makes quite a lot of noise, and the noise caused by the firearm rumbles and echoes in the alley.

Bellmode, who was on guard against his attack, dodged as fast as possible, but the lethality brought by the large-caliber bullets was really extraordinary. The bullets with extremely deep penetration directly penetrated the partition wall of the railing behind her, splashing rocks. The film left several scratches on her arm.

Fortunately, the Desert Eagle was destined to be unable to use a continuous-fire pistol. Without a single shot, she quickly found a bunker, avoided Tangze's sight, and drew her own gun as a precaution.

"The response is very fast." Tang Ze's indifferent voice came from behind, "What did you want to say just now, senior? I don't seem to have heard clearly."

While Tangze performed the role he designed dutifully, he secretly shook his arm that was so painful from the shock.

The huge recoil of the Desert Eagle is no joke. I really don’t know how Hoshikawa adapts to using such a powerful and heavy gun as his regular firearm.

I have to say that I was really brave to take this thing on myself at that time.

...No, he must have considerable strength to be able to move the Desert Eagle. Why is his physical skills progressing so slowly?

You're not playing him, right?

While thinking about all kinds of things in his mind, Tang Ze's acting program was still running smoothly: "Whether it's overthrowing Bourbon or something else... I don't want to get involved in the grudges and grudges between you. I mean. But I hope you can understand..."

Having said this, he fired another shot at the place where Belmod was hiding, and shot a missing corner of the weak brick wall alive.

"...I am actually a very easily satisfied person." Halfway through Tang Ze's words, he couldn't help but start reciting some strange scriptures, "I have no extravagant aspirations, I just hope to live a peaceful life. Winning, losing, winning I don’t like to care about losses. Those will bring me trouble and enemies. However, if you must fight me, I will not lose to anyone.”

After reading this strange words that only he could understand, Tang Ze narrowed his eyes and smiled happily while Belmode couldn't see his expression.

That's right, he, Tang Zezhao, just wants a peaceful life.

His classmates and neighbors are all part of a peaceful life. This is a very reasonable thing, right?

"It is impossible to live a peaceful life when you are already deeply involved in the organization."

Does he think this life of killing people and setting fires while living the daily life of a high school student is fulfilling and boring?

Weird, this sentence sounds so weird that Belmod didn’t bother to wipe off the tiny blood drops on his body. He couldn’t help but change the position of the bunker and said: "Don’t do it because of your own delusions." , kill colleagues who expose the truth. Without the consent of that adult, you have no right to kill any code member."

"So I didn't aim at your vitals...otherwise you wouldn't be able to still stand here." Tangze snorted coldly and closed the safety of the pistol. "Being born in such a family, you are destined to be inseparable from the organization. This is all The past that I accept calmly. I have sold everything in exchange for such peaceful days. I like my current life very much and don’t mind paying some price for it, that’s all. Please don’t follow me anymore, I It will tacitly admit that you are hostile to me... As long as your death is not discovered by anyone, no one can blame me, right?"

After saying this, he looked at Belmode who walked out of the bunker, put the gun back in his bag without care, bowed slightly to her, and continued walking forward as if nothing happened.

No longer trying to catch up, Belmode stopped where he was and watched his back gradually disappear into the darkness.

The way he stuffed such a powerful hunting pistol into his bag was like an ordinary student stuffing a pencil case into his schoolbag... This is a child who grew up in the shadow of the organization. No matter how ordinary his appearance is, They are all fundamentally twisted characters.

Just like her.

And judging from his reaction just now, he was preventing himself from talking about Kudo Shinichi...

This guy definitely realized something.

Taking out his mobile phone, Belmod typed an email address in the recipient field and sent an email to this new contact.

After walking more than ten meters, Tangze was sure that he was no longer in Belmode's sight, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

After taking off his acting skills, a look of thoughtfulness appeared on his face.

Whether as the Phantom Thief of Heart or as Kara Ze Akira, figuring out all the truth and eliminating the organization is his ultimate goal.

The organizations in this world took advantage of his parents' super doubling, and their influence in the medical field expanded sharply, showing strength that far exceeded his expectations - of course, when it comes to a specific person, most of them feel like a loser - So for the time being, he roughly understood that the ultimate villain of Mingke's script and the ultimate villain of P5's script are probably combined into one.

What kind of research is the organization doing? How far has it reached? Are you aware of his true abilities? Are you holding back any big moves, such as summoning the evil god or something...

It's all stitched together like this, whether it's outrageous or not, who knows?

In addition to the necessary information source Haibara Ai and his beloved technology tree, another entry point that Karasawa considered was Belmode.

This was an idea he had decided on before.

She is undoubtedly in the organizational camp and is deeply involved in the organization's confidential research. In other words, she is the real experimental subject of the organization, and she really has more characters than Karasawa's fabricated characters.

And because of the existence of Conan and Mao Lilan, she is the easiest brick to pry. As long as you make good use of this and keep pulling, the information you can get out will be very valuable.

Karasawa's current identity is stuck in a difficult position for her. He simultaneously plays an important role in the organization's plan and an important friend of Conan Maorilan. Although in fact the former is fake, in Bellmore In De's eyes, the latter is the lie, and it is a lie that will cause everyone to suffer as long as it is exposed.

No matter which angle she considered, she couldn't touch Tang Ze easily.

So let's just say, her weakness is too obvious, so obvious that Tangze feels that it would be a waste of resources if he doesn't use it.

Thinking of this, all kinds of traps and tricks started spinning in his mind. Tangze couldn't help but think of the various female characters he had come into contact with during his previous undercover life, and almost instinctively formulated a routine plan.

Just when Tangze's undercover attributes exploded and all the occupational diseases occurred, what interrupted his thoughts was a series of email notifications.

[No need to bluff, young man.

I guess you must have discovered a very important secret, a secret that is enough to destroy your current life...

But it doesn't matter. I'm not a person who gets to the bottom of things. A secret is no longer a secret as long as it is known to the second person. I can understand you. Everyone has privacy, right?

So in exchange, besides working for Bourbon, you can also do a little favor for me, how about it? 】

With such a tone, even without looking at the sender, Tang Ze knew who it was.

However, after reading the content carefully, he made a very strange expression.

Although the conclusion she came to was indeed what she wanted her to come to...

But threatening him with Conan's identity? Are you serious? Whose bluff is this?

If he is a bachelor and says, "Isn't that right? Then I will ask Ginjiu for comment." What will she do?

His hands felt itchy for a few seconds, but Tang Ze didn't say anything weird in the end and replied calmly.

[You came to me just to talk about this?

You don’t have to go through such a big circle next time, you can just talk about the conditions directly.

As long as you don't interfere with me anymore, then I am a detective who accepts various commissions, and there is no reason to refuse customers. 】

Belmode, who lit a cigarette and held it between his lips, was still standing in front of the alley where they had just left, waiting for the Japanese guide responsible for receiving Chris Wynyard to arrive.

Don't be impatient, there will be many opportunities to get close to them in the future.

Now that Kumail discovered Cool Guy's identity but chose to hide it, everything is not at its worst yet. She still has time to observe their situation...

The phone vibrated slightly. She raised her hand, and was not surprised to see the euphemistic agreement.

[Then, it’s settled. 】

Tang Ze looked at this brief reply and shook his head.

It seems that next time, Belmode will start to randomly refresh around Conan and Mao Lilan.

He also has to update his default settings, and add details like "I am smiling on my face but bitter and resentful in my heart" from time to time to make it easier to get through...

The crisp cracking sound suddenly appeared just when his thoughts were progressing to how to enrich his expressive power.

"I am you...you are me..."

…

Tang Ze's eyes widened and he raised his head blankly.

ah? Doesn't it prevent the creation of social relations just because the positions are really different?

What kind of high-definition reproduction of the P series...is really yours, stitch monster...