The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

"Where's Bourbon? Didn't he come?" Hearing what Tang Ze said, Belmod couldn't help but look around, "He assigned you a task, you must come to see it, right?"

"Then I don't know... He will always have a way to sneak in. Maybe he is hiding in a corner." Karasawa shrugged and controlled his gaze from drifting in the direction of Tohru Amuro.

Of course Toru Amuro sneaked in, and Karasawa helped him make some disguises.

His personal characteristics were so distinct that Tang Ze did not dare to let him come directly without knowing that there must be members of the organization who knew the two of them.

A few meters behind them, Toru Amuro frowned and pressed the tip of his itchy nose.

His skin color is quite special. In order to cover it up, Tang Ze spent a lot of effort. Now he dare not wipe it randomly for fear of exposing his true skin color.

Toru Amuro's infiltration and investigation have a more personal style.

To sum it up in one sentence, we beat the workers with iron and blood.

In many situations where he thinks he should investigate in person, he will try every means to contact the target of his observation in the name of part-time job or formal employment, and only then will he consider other different identities.

This strange investigative style of his runs throughout, not only for Furuya Rei, but also for Bourbon. People in the organization who know this all speculate that Bourbon may not have any hobbies in experiencing life...

It should be said that the task of being Karaze's guardian will fall on Bourbon. It is difficult to say whether this factor is affected.

It would be impossible for other code members in the organization to actually go to the cafe to make coffee, make meals and wash dishes in order to complete a task, right?

Today he is no exception.

After all, this event is an experience meeting for children of the upper class, and a high-standard self-service wine banquet is also arranged.

Therefore, he still sneaked into the venue in the name of a waiter.

Through the huge window, he took another look at the equipment in the center of the auditorium, then withdrew his gaze, picked up a tray with several glasses of champagne on it, and walked steadily into the venue.

"Mr. Fangtani, we are ready."

Listening to the voice coming from the earphones, he pressed the call button and replied softly: "Everything is fine here."

"Okay, Team A is waiting for Kenmura Zhongbin to enter the basement."

The earphones that he proudly pinned to his ears were different from those worn by other service staff. Not only could they receive intercom communications in the venue, but they also had additional channels to facilitate his communication with people in the zero group.

His status as a waiter makes it unobtrusive for him to turn on his headset to talk from time to time, and the gentle smile and polite demeanor that he always wears make him play the role of a model senior waiter like a fish in water.

He lowered some trays to make it easier for a lady who was shorter than him to take the champagne. He received a smile and returned the same smile. He raised his head and suddenly saw a somewhat familiar face.

Isn't this the model shop owner that Karasawa came into contact with two days ago?

Why did he run into such a situation...

Moreover, although he did change into a slightly more formal casual outfit, he still wore the gray peaked cap and kept a lollipop in his mouth, which seemed to go his own way.

How did an ordinary model shop owner get an invitation to this private conference?

Toru Amuro, who had a strange intuition, narrowed his eyes and quietly turned in a direction while walking through the crowd, preparing to get closer to this man.

At this moment, a hand stretched out from the side and held a glass of wine on his tray.

The dedicated waiter Toru Amuro instinctively stopped, adjusted his position and expression, and turned his head with a smile...

...I saw an extremely familiar face.

"Karasawa..." Toru Amuro was a little helpless, but still moved his hands quickly to catch the cup he was about to pick up, "Minors are not allowed to drink."

"I didn't want to drink it originally." Tangze put the champagne back with a smile, "It just feels quite novel."

"What's new?" Toru Amuro continued what he said, and glanced at the direction he was originally planning to walk in. "Shouldn't you be used to seeing me carrying dishes?"

Sure enough, in the short period of time when he was out of his sight, that "Iwai Munehisa" ran away somewhere and was no longer visible.

Turning his gaze back, Amuro Tozai carefully looked at Karasawa's playful expression.

Didn't this guy really come here on purpose? Is he covering something up?

"I have indeed seen too much of him carrying dishes, but Mr. Amuro with this kind of skin color is still quite rare." Karasawa commented pertinently.

Just as Toru Amuro thought, Karasawa did it on purpose.

Since the life information provided by Karasawa is very complete, the setting of the waistcoat is relatively close to Akai Shuichi's real state, and it is easy to change clothes. In addition, he owns a model shop as a real estate, and it is possible to come into contact with the identity of a former Yakuza. Remarkably, Shuichi Akai quite approves of this vest.

As long as this identity information is filled in completely, the FBI team will have a good stronghold, military models and so on, which are also suitable for their concealed weapons...

The FBI, who are becoming more and more satisfied as they think about it, are working intensively to add various information to this identity, trying to fully understand the life trajectory of Iwai Munehisa before the Japanese public security traces it.

At this time, it is a bit risky to let Toru Amuro come into direct contact with himself, considering his good insight and the revenge he currently has on Shuichi Akai.

Karasawa, who had been watching secretly for a while, saw that Amuro Toru had indeed noticed Iwai Munehisa, and decisively stepped forward to eliminate the possibility of their contact.

"As you said, this is the color you painted yourself..." Toru Amuro lowered his voice, "I told you not to paint it so white."

His own skin color is slightly darker than wheat. To achieve the skin color of an ordinary Asian, it took Karasawa more than ten minutes just to do the base makeup. Toru Amuro felt like he had been scratched with a layer of putty, and he felt the same way. Thick makeup is not very comfortable.

"I can't help it. Mr. Amuro's most conspicuous feature is his skin color. To be honest, I just changed his skin color and hair style like this." Tang Ze looked at his current appearance and nodded seriously, "Even I would have a hard time recognizing him. It’s over.”

The fair-skinned Amuro rolled his eyes at Karasawa with his back to the guests.

He seriously suspected that Tang Ze suggested that he crossdress like this just to see this joke.

"Over at Jian Village, Feng Jian and the others have taken care of it. Go and do your own thing, don't stop a waiter from doing his job." He said angrily.

"It's your order~" Tang Ze narrowed his eyes and smiled, "If you don't let me drink, you should give me a glass of juice, right?"

Amuro Toru's answer was to put orange juice into his hand and leave quickly without looking back.

Toru Amuro's face turned pale, which was really interesting.

Tangze, who had already secretly taken a few photos while putting on makeup, finished teasing others, turned around with satisfaction, and set off towards his next goal.

Concerned that Belmode might still be paying attention to his actions, Tangze turned a little more serious, letting himself show some vague gloominess, as if he had just had an unpleasant conversation, and drank with a calm expression. The cool orange juice nimbly passed through the crowds of people and found the target that Toru Amuro had lost sight of.

"Mr. Iwai." Karasawa approached Shuichi Akai in disguise, but did not directly call him by name. "Seeing you dressed like this, I feel really uncomfortable."

"Will you?" Akai Shuichi, who was unaware, pushed the lollipop in his mouth to the other side and asked uncertainly, "At this level, it shouldn't be rude to enter the banquet venue, right?"

It is true that he rarely attends such high-end reception banquets in Japan, but he took Judy's advice into account when it came to dressing, so he walked in directly without wearing a windbreaker.

"I'm not rude, it's just..." Tang Ze glanced at the peaked cap that was tightly buckled on his head without saying anything.

There is a feeling of changing from one body to another.

It’s true that if you wear a hat, you won’t take it off, right?

"It's okay." Akai Shuichi tugged on the brim of his hat, adjusted it briefly, and lowered his voice and said, "The embassy is already communicating through diplomats. Are you sure you can find and hold him to death during the game? Evidence of guilt? With his energy, if he finds an opportunity to return to the country through the embassy, ​​then our operation will bring a lot of pressure."

"Don't worry." Tang Ze took a sip of orange juice and smiled heartlessly. "He has no evidence of guilt. I will also create it for him..."

Akai Shuichi bumped his arm and stuck the rim of the cup firmly on his mouth, preventing him from continuing.

I almost forgot that this young man is actually an elite undercover agent like them who can do whatever it takes to achieve his goals.

So Akai Shuichi just advised: "Keep your voice down."

Tang Ze bent his eyes, leaned against the cup and took a few sips without saying anything.

Kenmura Nakabin is a very good programmer and the father of Hiroki Sawada. In a sense, he can probably be called the grandfather of Noah's Ark.

Both emotionally and rationally, Tangze didn't want him to die just because they wanted to send Sindora to prison.

Sindora, who has colluded with the organization, has many ways to die, so there is no need to take the life of a good person.

In addition to the innocuous news about Jack the Ripper's descendants, he will add some strong traces to Mr. Sindora's tidbits.

Thinking this, Karasawa glanced at Miyano Akemi and Hoshikawa Teru, who were standing not far from Akai Shuichi and kept a certain distance.

Miyano Akemi once again put on an exaggerated pink wig and appeared as stylist May. As for Hoshikawa Teru, Karasawa endured it again and again before he restrained himself from causing trouble by disguising him as Kudo Shinichi. I helped him change his hair color and eye color, and did some simple processing on his facial features to make him as different from Akechi Goro as possible.

At this time, they were all grabbing their phones and racing against time to search for topics related to Kaitou CH.

"The news on the Internet is fermenting with the hot searches, and Thomas Sindora's name has begun to appear more frequently." Miyano Akemi switched to SNS and scrolled for a moment, reminding Hoshikawa Teru.

"Well, we have already collected it on Kaitou CH. There are some discussions involving Sindora Company... I will sort it out in a moment." Xingchuan Hui's face was very solemn.

After a while, Tang Ze will enter the game cabin as an experience member. This will be an information screening that the team leader cannot participate in.

Tangze had also told them in advance that once he discovered any information involving the Sindora Palace, and if the location of the palace was convenient for them to enter, they would rush there as soon as possible and he would find a way to solve it.

But they must also be prepared that Tangze will not be able to arrive in a short time and they must face the palace on their own.

Thinking that Karasawa might be absent from the plan and they would have to make their own decisions, Hoshikawa Teru couldn't hide his nervousness.

"Relax." Tangze, who walked past them, patted his straightened back, "You are just one of the alternatives. I will not put all my eggs in one basket...relax, relax."

Xingchuan Hui's tense nerves trembled uncontrollably when he slapped him. He turned around and glanced helplessly at Tang Ze's back.

"Really, he is the one who is obviously scaring people..." Xingchuan Hui exhaled helplessly.

"Don't you still know about Karasawa? Isn't that what he is like?" Miyano Akemi smiled and took Hoshikawa Teru's arm, "Don't be impatient for a moment. Let's wait and see what happens with Karasawa."

Not far away from them, Mouri Kogoro was holding a glass of wine in one hand. His eyes were attracted by the bright pink color. He glanced at them and couldn't help but squint his eyes and clicked his tongue twice.

"Dad?" Mao Lilan, who was standing with Suzuki Sonoko, saw that he suddenly stopped pouring wine and turned his head to see if he had made himself drunk. "The event hasn't started yet. Drink so much wine." it's not good?"

"It's okay, this kind of high-end wine is not so easy to get drunk." Mouri Kogoro waved his hand indifferently at first, and then sighed, "You have to be an older person to understand things. Next time, be sure to remind you Ming Mingzhi said, that woman really likes a boy of his age, so she can’t be fooled..."

"ah?"

"Oh, I have to say, having too many wings is also a trouble." Tang Ze, who was doing Tarot for half a circle around the field, stretched his neck. "It would be better if from now on, every time during the whole big event, I would just say hello to each one." long time."

With this emotion, he walked towards his last destination.

But this time, he pulled up his mask and lowered his head slightly, letting his bangs cover his easily distinguishable blue eyes.

Turning on the aura given by Conan to the maximum, he quietly approached someone while trying his best to avoid being noticed, put down the things gently, then passed by him silently, and turned around Leave.

The young man who focused his attention on the center of the stage did not notice the movement behind him for the time being.

Since the event has not officially started yet and the spotlights on the stage have not been turned on, the "cocoon" that is being inspected nervously and orderly by the staff looks a bit gray and gloomy.

"Will you be here?" He muttered to himself, chewed the bubble gum twice, blew out a bubble, and popped it with a pop.

He reached into his pocket, preparing to take out the candy wrapper and spit out the chewed bubble gum.

Immediately afterwards, he felt a touch that was a little strange, but also a little familiar.

"No, come again?" After closing his eyes, Kuroba Kaito wanted to shout, "Do you really have too much paper and no place to put it?" But at least he controlled his emotions and pulled out the things he caught. Come out and take a look.

As expected, the red and black cardboard...he was the only one who could perform such a trick on a top magician.

[An unexpected encounter, very fateful, this colleague.

Let me take the liberty to ask, I show up here to catch the bad guys, so you show up here... In other words, is there a treasure you care about here?

Hmm, thanks for reminding me. 】

"Huh, bad." Kuroba Kaito was not angered by his provocation, but stuffed the things in his hands back into his pockets.

The strokes are flying, the handwriting is strong and powerful... it's another rare handwritten letter.

It seems that he didn't prepare the content in advance... Is it really a chance encounter? Kuroba Kaito thought uncertainly.

Since the product is almost ready, I decided to make it a two-in-one product!