The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

Chapter 455: The button that causes amnesia when pressed - Karasawa: Press to explode!

"Ah, so..." After sitting and listening to them crying for a long time, I finally heard about the cause and effect through the mouths of Sayuri Matsumoto's best friend and Matsumoto Kiyonaga. Suzuki Sonoko tapped her palms and concluded, "Sayuri-sensei likes She drank lemon tea because it was her first love when she was a child. After protecting her, she would bring her lemon tea from the canteen at home. But one day, the boy suddenly moved and lost contact..."

"...The reason for moving was because his mother, who was also his only relative, was involved in a chase between the police and gangsters, suffered a serious car accident, and died due to lack of timely treatment. This participant The chasing policeman is the teacher's father." The sighing Conan subconsciously took a sip from the straw, looked at the lemon tea in his hand, and smacked his lips.

"This incident teaches us..." Tang Ze, who sneaked into the room, whispered, "Schools should pay attention to emergency rescue education, and primary school students should also learn to call the police and ambulance."

Mao Lilan choked with sobs in her throat. She wiped her tears and glanced at Tang Ze accusingly.

"Even with your style, this point is a little too outrageous." Suzuki Sonoko couldn't help but twitched the corner of her mouth, tilted her head, and rarely stayed away from him.

"Isn't it? Although he was still young at the time, if he could have learned to call the police or go to a nearby place with a public phone for help, nothing would have happened." Tang Ze crossed his arms and commented objectively, "Even if he doesn't blame For a young child, the police also failed in their responsibility in this whole incident. The process of law enforcement has affected innocent citizens. Not to mention how to compensate, the children who became orphans did not even get a good settlement..."

Conan, who was still frowning because of Karasawa's complaints, was stunned as he listened. He first glanced at the policemen around him.

Surrounded by police officers from the Search Section 1, is it okay to make such a critical comment...

"I don't mean to excuse those who intend to commit murder, but the fact is," a coldness flashed between Tang Ze's eyebrows, his voice was small, but his words were very firm, "Twenty years ago, if the Metropolitan Police Department had properly settled Takasugi Toshihiko, at the very least, let Matsumoto police himself, sincerely apologize to him as the victim, and try his best to make up for the damage that has been caused... things will not come to this."

Theoretically, Karasawa can understand the underlying logic of this story.

After all, writing a story requires twists and turns, deep secrets, and temporary reversals... In order to meet the needs of the plot, their relationship can only be set into an awkward and bloody misunderstanding and a strange combination of circumstances.

But it would be too difficult to really consider this matter as Matsumoto Kiyonaga.

While performing their official duties, the police drove and chased criminals on the road, resulting in the death of innocent citizens passing by. The deceased was a single mother who was raising a young child. The child was even forced to helplessly witness the whole process from serious injury to death of her mother.

Not to mention the shocking public outcry across the country, the police didn’t even show a single sign of this kind of accident that was full of buffs...

Although this does fit well with Karasawa's stereotype of the Japanese police, there is still a beauty that can piss off a Furuya Rei.

After packing the first aid kit and withdrawing from the crowd, Futo Kyousuke heard Karasawa's condemning comments and turned his head to look at him meaningfully.

Listen to this cold and angry tone... This child has many complaints against the police.

In fact, as long as you think about his experience a little, this development trend is reasonable. It's not a bad thing, it's just good for his plan.

At this time, Tang Ze is going against the grain because of his own ideas, which will inevitably arouse the dissatisfaction of the police, and will also be rejected and disgusted by his other classmates... Just look at the surprised look of the girl with the headband next to him.

Was he like this at school? It is completely reasonable for him to see this state of depression where he is on the verge of losing control of his emotions.

Even if what you said is completely correct, you can't express it so straightforwardly. Being unsociable is often a mistake, Kara Ze-kun.

Unaware that Karasawa's words were basically a manifestation of hatred of iron but not steel, and a top-down judgment, Fuudo Kyousuke arbitrarily processed the words to suit his own imagination, and then approached with great satisfaction. Tang Ze, considerately separated him from the two high school girls of the same age.

Suzuki Sonoko, who was inexplicably separated from the stranger, turned her head in confusion and glanced critically at Futo Kyousuke up and down.

Where did this uncle come from? Why did he come and interrupt other people's normal chat as if he knew Tang Ze very well?

Karasawa, who was not actually acting and was making his own sharp comments as usual, looked at Futo Kyosuke in surprise as well.

Are you okay? Fuuto Kyousuke, what's going on with that considerate and kind expression on his face? What he said just now, isn't it his normal state of speaking in daily life? Why does he look like he said something extraordinary?

He really didn't use a brainwashing debuff or anything like that on Kyosuke Futo, right? Why does it seem like Kyosuke Futo has a filter of his own, as if every word he says carries the feeling of being isolated and helpless, and that he may be ostracized and bullied at any time?

"There are some things that you just need to understand in your heart. There is no need to say it out loud, Karasawa-kun." Facing his surprised look, Fuudo Kyousuke, who felt good about himself, smiled softly at him, using a low volume that only the two of them could hear. Express support for his views and feel very satisfied with his performance.

It's rare to meet someone who takes the initiative to stand on his side, so it's normal for Tang Ze to be surprised. Now, my status in Tang Ze's heart must have subtly risen to a sufficient position, right?

Soon, as long as the guy named Sato Miwako is solved, he can free up his hands to deal with Karasawa's problem. It's so smooth that it makes people feel comfortable.

"...Who is this person?" Suzuki Sonoko frowned in displeasure and asked her best friend next to her in a low voice.

"He seems to be a psychiatrist..." Mao Lilan, who only accompanied her father to the hospital once, glanced at Mao Li Kogoro, who had no special reaction, and recalled uncertainly.

Psychologist... Kazato Kyousuke? Is this the guy who Karasawa reminded Uncle Mouri to meet?

Conan's eyes immediately turned to the direction of Futo Kyosuke, observing carefully.

Not knowing whose attention he had attracted, Kyosuke Futo moved his gaze to Miwako Sato, who was standing behind the crowd, with a faint light flashing.

If there is a fleeting opportunity, he will definitely seize it.

By the time today's protagonists, the two newlyweds calmed down, wiped away their tears, and gave each other a deep hug, it was time for the wedding to officially begin.

"Oops..." Glancing at the silk gloves that had been stained by eyeliner, Sayuri Matsumoto said with a strong nasal voice after crying, "Is it too late to clean it up?"

Takasugi Toshihiko, who had experienced a wave of ups and downs, was still a little unable to react. When his fiancée said this, he looked at the white suit on his body dully.

When he fell to the ground and kept twitching, the black mud from his ears and nose had already fallen on his body. As he cried, knelt down, and hugged Sayuri Matsumoto tightly, this piece of dirt was even stained. The front of Sayuri Matsumoto's wedding dress.

It's almost time for the wedding to officially start. Where can I find a change of clothes? Sayuri’s makeup is also...

After wiping twice in vain, the black stain only got bigger and bigger. Sayuri Matsumoto raised her head for a while and looked at her lover who was even more embarrassed than she was. She shook her head and couldn't help laughing through tears.

"Just go out like this." There were a few dirty tears on her face. Sayuri Matsumoto could no longer see the beauty she had carefully decorated before. She reached out and took Toshihiko Takasugi's gloves, which were also stained. "Maybe It doesn’t look good enough…but it makes sense.”

This is the result of their unwillingness to be truly honest and to communicate openly and honestly. If she could have a good chat with him when she discovered Takasugi Toshihiko's identity and resolve these issues before getting married...

There is no point in thinking about this anymore.

She decided to forgive Toshihiko Takasugi, and also decided to forgive herself for being cowardly and standing still, trying to escape all problems, and imagining that everything would be solved with time.

Takasugi Toshihiko stared blankly at her smiling face.

For this wedding, even if it had to be hastily brought forward and held in a hurry to meet the requirements of both parties, he could see how much Sayuri looked forward to it and how much preparation she had made.

She took him to try on wedding clothes one by one, carefully selected the wedding decorations, and worked overtime to send out the completed invitations... Although today's wedding was held very suddenly, her solemnity and attentiveness were not missing. .

But now she says...

"...Okay." He twitched the corner of his mouth, and Takasugi Toshihiko's eyes rested on her face almost obsessively. He followed her lead and stepped out of the door step by step.

It was like waking up suddenly from a nightmare. At this moment, he felt peaceful in his heart. Following her footsteps, it seems that going to any corner of the world is no problem.

Picking up the bouquet on the table, Sayuri Matsumoto thought for a while, then solemnly placed the red and black notice in the bouquet and hugged it to her chest.

"Thank you." She lowered her head, as if she were looking at the police officers in the opposite room, or she was speaking to the notice letter in the center of the bouquet.

On the back of the card, a bright top hat and a flame mask lie quietly among the flowers.

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In the end, the two newlyweds, whose makeup was in shambles, walked into the auditorium filled with guests.

Amidst the surprised whispers, a thrilling and bloody past story spread throughout the wedding scene through the mouths of the witnesses present.

Sayuri Matsumoto, who was in a calm mood, held her head high, smiled, and with the support of her father, walked through the arch woven with lilies and hyacinths and walked onto the red carpet.

If Karasawa could tell, except for the fact that the two of them were dressed like zombie brides, making it look like today was a Halloween-themed wedding, it was pretty nice.

When it was time to take a group photo, Mao Lilan, who had actively participated in several rescues, looked at the marks on her skirt in a panic. After hesitating for a moment, she whispered to Suzuki Sonoko: "Look at things for me. Go to the bathroom and tidy up.”

"It doesn't matter, the bride and groom are already like that..." Suzuki Sonoko cooed at the two people hugging each other on the stage.

"It's too rude. It's quick. Wait for me." Mao Lilan smiled beggingly, bent down, walked around to the outside as unobtrusively as possible, and walked towards the side of the auditorium.

"It looks like the show is about to begin." Tang Ze wiped the water off his face and looked at his red eyes in the mirror.

The "Lovers" card, which symbolizes Mao Lilan, is gradually approaching their location.

After Miwako Sato was also alone, Kyosuke Futo, who was always paying attention to her, must not be able to restrain his restless hands. The next plot scene is getting closer and closer.

"Is that so, Leon?" Tangze said, turning his gaze to look at Leon, who was standing behind him and wearing a blue formal suit.

"Did you call me out just to witness this scene?" Leon narrowed his eyes, met Tang Ze's gaze in the mirror, and smiled.

"I want to ask you a few questions." Karasawa, who was slowly scrubbing his hands in the water, asked slowly, "In this world, what really causes Mao Lilan to lose her memory is not the stimulation, but the hands of Futo Kyosuke. Will the thing I control...that kind of thing have any effect on me?"

"How can I have an answer to this kind of thing?" As if to avoid it, Leon did not answer the question directly, but continued, "Since Mao Lilan can recover, then that thing affects people with stronger willpower. On the body, the time it takes effect can only be shorter, right? This is my guess."

From Leon's response, which used multiple hypothetical sentence patterns, Tang Ze heard enough overtones and understood it.

He couldn't directly tell the truth, or in other words, he didn't have the right to answer Tangze's questions directly...but he could give "ambiguous" "personal guesses."

He understands, he understands, just leave this card bug, then the problem will be easier to solve.

"If I use an abnormally invalid P, will it make his technique useless?"

"It's an idea worth trying, but I personally don't recommend it, guest. Losing your memory is a great risk for your current complicated identity situation."

"Oh, you mean to tell me to prepare follow-up measures. Don't worry, I have already left a message to Xingchuan and the others. So, if I lose my memory, will I be like Mao Lilan and completely forget everything? Including my own name? "

"Who knows this? Tang Zezhao's memory state, and your current memory state, are extremely special compared to ordinary people."

"Then it won't happen. Okay, then I have one last question... If something unexpected happens and I really can't return to my current state, are there any backup methods to prevent it in advance?"

"Again, I heartily advise you not to try this. But as I said when we first met, I am your most sincere assistant and companion... You have seen, to what extent my authority extends, Depends on your abilities.”

After hearing his hint, the smile on Tang Ze's face finally widened.

With his hand swiping in mid-air, Tang Ze opened the game archive interface that he had almost never opened since entering this world.

how to say? When you travel with an RPG game system, what is the first function you try to test?

No matter what it is for others, for Karasawa, it must be SL!

Especially in the P5 game setting, no matter what reason the protagonist dies, he will directly fast forward to the scene where the fake Igor ruthlessly says that you are a waste and goodbye. Nothing can give Karasawa a sense of security better than the SL function. real.

However, Karasawa quickly discovered to his regret that this IMBA function could not directly read into the past time as imagined... The only thing that could be saved by him was his own physical condition, including the money he had spent. and props will not be reset.

For Karasawa, who is almost unlikely to be reduced to a half-dead state in this world, without the functions of buying items due to bugs or returning to the past time, this function becomes tasteless and it is a pity to abandon it.

But now it looks like it, I can only praise it, it’s so game-like!

So, there is only one last question left before chaos breaks out.

——If he really loses his memory and doesn't remember the fact that he comes from a higher-dimensional world, then even if he saves the file, how can he read it?

Leon's words were almost a clear statement to Tang Ze.

What is Karasawa's true ability? Is it wild, the persona user, the spoiler?

No, his most important ability is this transcendent-dimensional "game system" itself.

Therefore, under the premise that he could not give a direct answer, he answered Tangze almost explicitly - "If you are worried about playing around and sending your own game, I have the authority to directly read the file for you and reset your memory. .”

"Then I'm relieved..." After taking a long breath, Tang Ze arranged his clothes and walked towards the door. "I have some questions that I have always wanted to verify, and this time I finally have a chance. .”

An excited expression of "I want to do something big" made him look particularly radiant and high-spirited.

Kyosuke Futo, where is your button that causes amnesia? Take it out and press it for me!

The sound of female conversation could be heard faintly from the bathroom opposite.

"Officer Sato, you are here too."

"Xiaolan, it's you. Why are you here? The wedding is still in progress."

"My clothes were stained just now... Oh, by the way, do you have wet wipes?"

"some……"

Hearing their usual conversation, and more importantly, hearing footsteps coming from outside, Tang Ze quickened his pace.

"A lot of things happened today... You have worked hard too."

"Even if there is no mission, Miss Sayuri is still the daughter of our boss, so it is natural that she should... huh?"

There was a "click", the sound of a firearm being loaded.

A pistol equipped with a silencer stretched out from under a black raincoat and was accurately aimed in the direction of Sato Miwako.

Sato Miwako, who reacted in an instant, widened her eyes and turned back immediately, trying to protect Maori Lan behind her.

"Xiaolan, be careful!"

"boom--"

Passing through the silencer, a 9mm bullet slanted across Miwako Sato's body and hit the mirror behind them.

"You...!" The man in the raincoat let out a rough scream.

"Stop!" Tang Ze, who shouted out, rushed towards the murderer's gun without dodging, causing his first bullet to miss. "You guys, leave quickly! Someone's coming, someone's coming. , there is a gunman!"

As if he was completely unafraid that the muzzle of the gun that was so close would cause harm to him, Tangze's eyes flashed brightly, and he directly reached out and grabbed the murderer's left hand holding the gun, as if he was determined to prevent him from continuing to commit murder.

Under the raincoat, Kyosuke Futo's eyes were splitting as he stared at Karasawa's face, which was very close to him.

Damn...why is it Tang Ze? ! Wasn't this kid framed because of his bravery? How dare he be so impulsive? !

Damn it, if it were anyone else, they would be beaten to death, but...

"You...you are..." Seeing that Futo Kyosuke was confronting him and had no further plans to take any further action, Tangze deliberately narrowed his eyes and made a hesitant sound, as if he was confused about his identity.

Kyosuke Futo's hand froze.

not good! Could it be that Tangze discovered some familiar clues?

No, I can’t let him reveal my identity...

No more hesitation.

Clenching his teeth, Futo Kyosuke reluctantly glanced at Sato Miwako, whose back was facing him.

It was just one step away from him being able to deal with his last hidden worries... Damn it.

He took out his right hand, which had been hidden under his raincoat, and pressed the button of the mechanism towards Tang Ze who was right in front of him and Mao Lilan who was watching this scene with wide eyes.

"Boom - buzz -"

He felt a strange resonance that was transmitted to himself the moment he pressed the switch, and then the vibration continued to echo in his mind. Tang Ze's eyes were spinning, and everything gradually glowed with white light.

Then there is endless, boundless blue, as calm as the sea.

Slowly losing strength, Karasawa used his last bit of strength to grab something in Futo Kyousuke's right hand and fell down.

Fudo Kyousuke, who had broken free from the restraints, took a step back in a hurry, looked at Mao Lilan who had also passed out, frowned, and immediately turned around and ran in the other direction.

Tangze's loud shouting just now has attracted the attention of some people... He must get away as soon as possible.

Anyway, after a while, after the device takes effect, he will have plenty of opportunities to take over Tangze, whose memory is confused, and slowly correct his memory.

Being able to tamper with some details during this process is also a good method.

After regaining his composure, Futo Kyousuke quickly escaped along the passage on the other side of the corridor, stuffing the device back into his pocket while slowly recalling it.

Just now, Tang Ze used the last bit of strength to hold his right hand... Why did it always feel more like he wanted to press that thing again and try it than pushing it away or snatching it away?