The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

Chapter 387 Tang Ze: There should be an extra hour

The core person left the stage, and the venue filled with spectators cooled down. Except for Shimizu Takayasu, who was still in a violent mood swing, and Oto Kengo who was looking at being escorted away, he still couldn't recover. The other customers in the store gathered together in twos and threes. Do a bunch of talking about what just happened.

Oto, who became angry because of worry, took action in excitement. Mao Lilan and Suzuki Sonoko stood beside Karasawa without hesitation, fully prepared to protect him.

As a result, before they could have a conflict with Oto, Shimizu Takayasu, who had witnessed Oto's tragic defeat, couldn't wait to jump out and quarreled with Oto Kengo first; then Oto Kengo confessed like he had taken the wrong medicine, and began to cry and clear up the relationship; Before he could hear the full text of his confession, a group of special police officers jumped out and handcuffed everyone away.

The few people who were stunned by the continuous sudden turn of the plot looked at each other for a few seconds.

There is always a sense of absurdity that you will fall before I can do anything...

"There is such a grudge dispute." Suzuki Sonoko, who found it difficult to criticize, could only say dryly, "It is too much to let your girlfriend starve to the point of almost blindness..."

"The police in Japan are so efficient." Judy sighed, her pointed gaze resting on Karasawa, "We were very lucky to control the situation before the conflict broke out."

Under the gaze of her light blue eyes, Tangze shrugged slightly.

The person who called the police said you were right.

"It can't be said that he was emotional. It was mainly the reason why I beat him unilaterally for an hour... Well, did I go a little too far?" Tangze touched the back of his neck and smiled a little apologetically, " The way he cursed and cursed was really irritating, and I couldn’t hold it back, so I was a bit harsh during the game.”

What he said seemed to be guilty, but in reality, his sigh was more regretful and unfinished.

Just looking at the injuries to the opponent's head and face, it looks deceptive at first glance, but it's not necessarily how painful it really is.

A betting dog that is quite durable.

If I had known, I should have added another hour, just to see if he didn't get beat up by the gambling dog until his flesh was strong and his teeth were so happy.

However, Karasawa had reason to believe that his teammates' hands would only be heavier than his on the subway, otherwise it would not have been just ten minutes after an hour, when Kengo Oto knelt there and argued aggrievedly.

Rounding up, it’s not a loss.

"It's too heavy. I just think you didn't hit him hard enough. In other words, the pain feedback in this game is limited, so you can't really hit him hard." Takaho Shimizu, who walked up to them, heard what Karasawa said and interrupted. Said, "You have never seen his disgusting face. My sister worked hard for a week, working sixteen or seventeen hours a day to earn a salary, and he used it to buy lottery tickets and bet on horse races for only half of it." I'll lose everything in the afternoon...forget it, let's not talk about the unlucky things."

He shook his head vigorously, as if he wanted to put all the bad memories behind him, tried his best to show the gentlest attitude, and raised the corners of his mouth.

"You are really a very good gamer." He held out his hand solemnly, "My name is Shimizu Takayasu, and I am the editor and columnist of a video game magazine. To be honest, your gaming skills are really very good. Just looking at today's situation, you may not know how strong the guy named Oto who was captured is... Anyway, it is a high wall that I can't overcome. Your game level is very good, what should I call you? ?”

Tangze stretched out his hand to shake his hand, but his eyes glanced at the game arcade behind him that was stuck on the ending screen.

Most arcade machines do not have an interface to log in to an account. After the game, if the player has not set a nickname in advance, when the ranking pops up, a window will be displayed allowing the player to customize the game ID for easy display in the rankings.

Tangze looked at the page for a while, and then he had an idea and reached out to hold the handle that had been naturally retracted because it was empty.

"My name is Tang Zezhao. However, if you see me in the game arcade..." He operated the handle and buttons, and quickly selected a few letters on the soft keyboard, "You can call me this."

Shimizu Takaho turned to look at the screen and read out the word above: "'KING'... Ah, your game level is really good, worthy of this ID. Can I call you this in my article?" "

"Of course." Karasawa looked at the title belonging to Oda Shinya with satisfaction and silently clicked the confirmation button.

The page turned twice, and a row of highlighted results went straight up, passing through several records named Caesar, and silently appeared in the first place, with this simple and middle-class name. , quite a feeling of coming to the throne.

"I haven't thanked you properly yet." Takayasu Shimizu looked at the rankings and said solemnly, "If you hadn't taken the lead in the fight with Oto today and defeated him so severely, I might have been on the wrong path. It's time to return... I asked him how I could let my sister go, and he said that as long as I could win one round against him, he would completely disappear from my sister's face. I worked hard for a long time, worked hard to learn skills, and practiced hard. But I didn’t have the slightest confidence that I could win against him. So, I originally planned to..."

"Okay." Karasawa raised his palms to stop what he was going to say, "Everyone has impulsive moments. I can understand you, Mr. Shimizu. Since the impulse is not put into practice, everything is just a violent fantasy. You don’t have to say it out loud. Just keep it in your heart and alert yourself.”

Shimizu Takaho's expression relaxed, and after a few seconds of silence, he smiled to himself: "I, an adult who has worked for many years, have been taught a solid lesson by a child like you. Thank you again, I believe that I left that guy, my sister It will get better. The only pity is that I didn't have the opportunity to try to kill 'Caesar' with my own hands, how cowardly I am."

"It doesn't matter. If there is no 'Caesar', there will still be 'Octavian'. There are many opportunities to challenge the masters." Karasawa clicked the machine indifferently, "As for Oto, maybe after he is released from prison, he will have the opportunity to play The second or third generation of great fighter spirit, I wish him good luck."

"Hahaha..." The knot between Shisui Takabao's brows finally loosened, and he let out a burst of hearty laughter.

"What, 'KING' or something? This guy Karasawa is so calm, but he is really a slut..." Conan put his hands behind his head and complained in a small voice, and then raised his head habitually. He raised his hand, ready to grab Mao Lilan's palm.

When he raised his hand, he missed it.

Conan was stunned and raised his head to look at Mao Lilan's face.

The focus of her eyes was fixed on the spot where Oto fell just now.

There was nothing there now, and the arcade machines that were suspected to be malfunctioning were blocked by the store staff. Even the customers who were walking around stopped going in that direction, but she seemed to have seen something scary. Staring there, motionless.

"What's wrong, Sister Xiaolan?" Conan saw her face turned pale and touched her leg worriedly, "What are you looking at? Why do you look so ugly? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Awakened by his touch, Mao Lilan trembled several times. She squeezed the front of her school uniform with both hands, causing the fabric to wrinkle.

"Is that what a bad gambler looks like?" Mao Lilan murmured in a trance, "Joker, so many people have changed their minds, and each one of them realized their past mistakes in a short period of time, sincerely He had to repent, but this man... He was defending himself until the end. He just kept emphasizing that he did not intentionally harm others... Even at this time, he still did not think that he was at fault for contracting a gambling addiction. Something?"

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