The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

Back at Polo Cafe, it was past two in the afternoon.

I went out at seven in the morning and came home at two in the afternoon. I experienced two cases in just seven or eight hours. It was a fulfilling day. As expected of you, Conan.

Tangze watched the little detective who rejected his offer to help move up, and waddled upstairs, looking at the cafe and taking a deep breath.

Every time he went out, he had to come back with some injuries. Karasawa felt that if he didn't give an explanation, Toru Amuro would immediately scold the surveillance team for being trash and scum, while carrying a gun and looking for a duel with Akai Shuichi.

To be honest, Karasawa felt very wronged. What he suffered could not be called skin trauma, but could be defined as abrasions. If Toru Amuro had any objections, he only had some skin broken by the punch. How can there be any explanation on the glass without a complete body? go.

Under the pressure of being inexplicably being lectured by the principal, Tangze walked into the cafe with a low eyebrow.

"Hey, the little hero is back." There were only customers at the table by the window in the cafe. An unhappy Toru Amuro looked up and saw Karasawa coming in, and his tone became weird.

"Mr. Amuro..." Karasawa chuckled pretending to be stupid.

Toru Amuro threw the rag in his hand at the bar, walked out from behind the bar with his hands on his hips, and pointed upstairs in a threatening manner: "Follow me up."

"Amuro, don't be so cruel." Azusa Enomoto didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Seeing Karasawa shrinking up, he said, "Someone took a video of you climbing on the truck and making an emergency stop and posted it on SNS. It was very popular, even though it was very far away. It's hard to see the face from a distance, but we recognized it at a glance. You are too brave..."

Toru Amuro snorted, but the displeasure on his face did not subside at all: "You dare to climb into a van without even taking a driver's license test. Who swore that you would be safe?"

"I, in order to save people, I was in a hurry..." Tang Ze said sarcastically.

"Go up." Toru Amuro pointed to the attic again and only uttered short verbs.

Karasawa walked over with a slumped head, and followed Amuro Toru, who was carrying a small first aid kit and walking heavily up the stairs.

Toru Amuro's mood was very complicated.

Regarding Karasawa's public opinion issue, fortunately, he sent a message to Kazami Yuya yesterday. The sudden popularity on social platforms was quickly discovered and dealt with. No close-up images were leaked, and the news was suppressed again.

I really didn't expect that this high school student would be such an active and enthusiastic type. The level of trouble making made Rei Fukaya think of his own school career.

God knows how much of a headache it was for the Metropolitan Police Department to process files for his undercover work...

Now it's like he's doing the same job, it's like God's reincarnation...

"Sit down and stretch out your hands." Toru Amuro dragged the only seat in the attic to the bedside and gestured.

Tangze sat down in front of him obediently, always feeling that his instructions were strange, as if he was talking to a dog.

The gauze that had been wrapped randomly around Karasawa's wrist for several weeks made Amuro Toru frown. As he untied his haphazard bandage, he lectured: "Why didn't you go to the hospital when you were scratched? You didn't even clean up the wound. Wrap it up, what should I do if it’s infected?”

The bandage was completely removed, exposing a circle of scratches on Karasawa's wrist and back of his hand. The longest one stretched from the middle of the back of his hand to his forearm, and was plowed into a shallow groove by the sharp end of the glass.

Amuro looked angry, took a deep breath, opened the medical kit, took out iodine and poured it on the back of his hand, and asked: "Where did you learn to drive?"

"I was supposed to take the driver's license test this year." Tangze replied softly.

Toru Amuro took out a bandage, put it on his wound, and asked, "What about the bandage? Why do you carry this with you?"

"Well... wasn't this the past two days, did you encounter an accident?" Karasawa said in a perfunctory manner, watching Amuro Toru skillfully do a layered bandage, and turned around, "Mr. Amuro, you have studied nursing Really? The bandage is so fast."

"Don't change the subject. I think you just can't control your desire to be a hero." After glaring at Karasawa, Toru Amuro didn't say the heart-wrenching words of "The last time you acted bravely, you turned yourself into a juvenile delinquent."

After all, Tangze is really a brave and enthusiastic child, even if he is indeed reckless, he is a good child.

The two matryoshka dolls, both thoughtful, looked at each other silently.

Karasawa has a secret. Toru Amuro was convinced.

Ordinary automatic or manual cars are not the same concept as vans. The driver's license of the former is not qualified to drive the latter on the road. Moreover, in the face of unmanned landslide vehicles, they can make decisions so quickly and complete actions efficiently. It would be hard for Toru Amuro to imagine that Karasawa had no training.

But this kind of question cannot be asked no matter which position he uses.

He had watched the live capture video of Karasawa on SNS four or five times. After thinking about it now, Amuro Toru's thoughts were similar to those of Akai Shuichi.

It must be the reason for the Karasawa couple.

The Karasawa couple are related to the organization. The research institution where they work is controlled by one of the organization's offshore companies.

After many days of verification, this line is where Tangze and the organization are most likely to have a conflict of interest. Since the research of the Tangze couple is almost funded by the organization, the organization must be well aware of their research results.

Originally, Toru Amuro was inclined to think that Akira Karasawa might have the core information left by the two of them, but now Toru Amuro has more conjectures. Is it possible that the Karasawa couple have applied part of their research to their own children? Psychotherapy and cognitive transformation can also be dangerous and develop into evil techniques such as brainwashing and control. Tangze may be a child who has received professional training under their instruction.

Amuro Toru made a cautious guess, but neither the police nor the organization reported this guess to him. Until there are more signs, reporting this possibility will bring disaster to Tang Zezhao.

Because of the news obtained from his Bourbon identity, Ichikawa Karasawa and Leona Karasawa were confirmed to be dead. No matter what research they had done, all parties would not let Akira Karasawa go.

A headache, a real headache, an extra-large hot potato.

Thinking of this, Amuro Toru let go of Karasawa's bandaged arm and rubbed Karasawa's head fiercely.

"Stop!" Tang Ze covered his head and ducked back, "I promised not to touch my head!"

"If you can't do what you promised, then what I said will be invalid." Toru Amuro confidently held Tang Ze's head with both hands and shook it hard a few times, "Have you forgotten that I am your supervisor? I'm going to talk about you in the period report, so be careful to protect the observation period."

"I'm sorry, I was wrong." Karasawa was killed instantly, and he let Toru Amuro rub his hair with a grimace.

Having finished venting his anger, Toru Amuro packed up the medical kit and stood up. He hesitated for a moment before turning around and going downstairs. He asked tentatively: "Kangsawa, if you encounter any trouble, you can tell me. Any trouble is fine." His purple eyes Gray eyes looked directly at Tangze firmly, "I can help you."

Karasawa understood his doubts, but he couldn't say anything.

Moreover, is this question being asked by Bourbon, Toru Amuro or Rei Fukiya?

It's hard talking to onion people.

He guessed that Toru Amuro knew a lot of inside information, but he couldn't ask, and Toru Amuro wouldn't tell. Tang Ze was not in a position to have a dialogue with him before being honest and peeling off at least two layers of bourbon and grain from this onion.

"I know." Tang Ze finally answered ambiguously.

Urgent, urgent, urgent, I just started typing after get off work (●—●) There is still another chapter to wait for