The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

Tang Ze raised his eyebrows and brought the warm tea to his lips, with a half-smile on his lips: "What do you think, have I lost my memory or not?"

Belmod also raised his eyebrows. This playful expression placed on Xinde Zhiming's bookish handsome face brought a strange sense of frivolity, which immediately distinguished him from Xinde, the conscientious school doctor.

"No wonder Bourbon was in that state when he called me." Belmod also picked up an upside-down water glass and poured some tea into the middle. "It's so good. Why are you pretending to have amnesia? Why, Bourbon?" Ben has given you too much work lately, why are you pretending to be sick?"

"Why should I pretend...don't you know it very well, Belmod?" Taking advantage of the break of drinking tea, Tangze adjusted the speed of his speech, which sounded to Belmod's ears closer to the time when he was talking to himself. The usual tone is, "For no reason, I went to the hospital to deal with so many people. Isn't it fun?"

Shrugging, he put down the tea cup in his hand, looked at the steam in the tea, and sighed in a long tone: "Hey, but you are right, I can't see Bourbon's annoying smiling face, and I am really in a happy mood." few."

Belmod shook his head and made no comment on their tit-for-tat confrontation.

Bourbon, who was considered a member of the organization with whom she had a fair relationship, had so much ill will towards Kumail. She had tried it, but Bourbon had skillfully avoided it.

Before she figured out the whole story, it was not appropriate for her to get involved in their disputes... She had enough troubles.

"Is it for Angel? Pretending to have amnesia is such a passive thing. I really don't see what you can gain from this matter. Don't do stupid things, Kumail." Shaking his head, Belmode skipped the question about Bo. Ben's topic transitioned to the focus of her visit today.

When she heard that in addition to Tang Zezhao, Mao Lilan was also attacked, and that she had lost all memory of her life, her mood was simply...

Cool guy and angel are both good at everything, but they have the physique and personality to always be involved in all kinds of dangers...

"No matter how many times I hear you call me that, I still feel that the name angel is too disgusting." Tang Ze let out a sneer.

"I call her that, of course, because... I really think of her that way." Belmod also understood the language style of his co-conspirator, and he didn't feel dissatisfied. "You yourself are 'collaring' and 'dark' all day long. ’ is on my lips, and I don’t have any intention to laugh at my choice of words.”

"Isn't what I said the truth?" Tang Ze asked rhetorically, shaking the tea cup and shaking his head, "I know very well who the attacker is... His target is another policeman present, and,' Tang Zezhao'. This is the best choice I can make, or in other words, the only way to turn passivity into initiative."

"...To draw his attention away from Angel?" Belmod frowned, "Is the identity of the attacker important enough for you to risk your life?"

"I can't call him that, just a little gangster." There was a glimmer of thought in his lowered eyes, and Tang Ze quickly came up with some guesses, and he said casually, like chatting, "But the reason why he would target 'Karang Ze Akira', It was a good target. I deliberately woke up one step behind my classmate Mao Lilan, just because I was worried that his attack would have some unforeseen consequences. The result was exactly as I expected."

"Did he cause Angel's amnesia?" Bellmode's thoughts changed quickly, and combined with the other keywords in front, some bad memories came up, making it almost impossible for her to maintain the gentle mask of Xinde Zhiming. "He also mastered, 'those techniques'?"

"That's pretty much it." Tang Ze, who was hit by the blow, closed his eyes and twitched the corners of his mouth.

Seeing the expression of ridicule and disgust on the face of the young man in front of him, Belmod couldn't help but closed his eyes.

Part of Kumail's previous statement is very accurate, that is, there is a subtle similarity and reflection between the two of them in the organization.

Presumably, this child's current thoughts coincide with hers.

Some things are undoubtedly of great significance to the organization, but to them, they are Shura purgatory.

Belmode was caught up in past emotions, and Tangze waited for her response in silence.

A brief silence spread in the ward, and only the sound of the white porcelain cup in Tang Ze's hand clinking lightly with the chassis could be heard.

"I understand what you mean." Bellmode reopened his eyes and adjusted himself, showing a warm smile belonging to Tomoaki Shinde. The eyes behind the glasses curved into a soft arc, completely hiding the hidden inside. Rage, "Some things that shouldn't see the light of day should just huddle in a corner and never see the light of day."

"Those who stand in a similar position are the real collaborators." Tangze also showed a warm and sunny smile, picking up the teacup again, "Over there in the organization, just tell Bourbon that you can't tell whether I have lost my memory. Okay. Oh, by the way, I still need some additional information. After all, the attacker himself may have the real purpose of 'Aki Karasawa before coming to Tokyo'. Regarding this part, I may not be able to fool him for long."

"He is still in contact with you?" Thinking of a certain possibility, Belmode put away his smile slightly, "...Contact angel?"

"Yes, he is our current 'Attending Physician', Kyousuke Futo." After drinking the tea in his teacup, Karasawa sighed comfortably, his tone was soft and casual, as if he were talking homely, there was no need to be hasty, no need to worry. He said in a slow tone, "I have to lay some more bait before I can possibly figure out what he has in his hands."

"Do you need Tang Ze's previous living materials?" Belmode quickly grasped the key points from his convoluted words.

Theoretically, Kumail, who killed Karasawa, only had brief contact with him after he came to Tokyo.

Regarding the Karasawa couple's research data itself, Kumail may have done some private manipulation, but that is a large amount of information that should not be revealed. He must be cautious and handle it as if he doesn't understand anything. .

Tang Ze nodded, and in a naturally relaxed tone, as if he didn't know what he was asking for, he answered innocently: "Exactly. How can the character impress the audience without giving the actor a detailed script? You know this better than anyone.”

When Belmod heard this, he narrowed his eyes and carefully looked at the expression on his face that was very suitable for Tang Zezhao's appearance. This innocent, slightly confused look looks particularly aggrieved on this baby face with soft contours.

is it really like this……

He clearly played the identity of Kara Ze Akira very well, so well that the cool guy who was famous for his insight was unaware of his existence, so well that Bourbon was so disgusted with his mask, so well that it was real. As the organization expected, it attracted the attention of the psychology community.

Does a little monster who plays with people's hearts to this extent need other materials to assist his performance?

Belmode didn't quite believe it.

"Is it really for this purpose? You are a genius who can break away from the script and improvise. Do you urgently need those auxiliary materials, accomplice?" Bermod said this half seriously, half tentatively.

Tangze placed the drained tea cup on the table and tapped the wall of the cup twice with his fingertips. The clear resonance echoed in the pure white porcelain cup.

Belmod's eyes involuntarily fell on the cup in his hand, thinking about what the secret code was, so he missed the flash of frustration on Karasawa's face.

Tsk, miscalculation, the topic should have been slower, but raising this question now is too hasty.

But that's okay……

Tangze turned his wrist and showed her the empty cup in his hand. A few drops of remaining black tea were swirling at the bottom of the cup.

Taking a more casual tone, Tangze said: "Who knows... maybe I have selfish motives. But this is indeed a good excuse and a good time, isn't it? The accomplices should provide the most basic humanitarian assistance. "

Staring at the tea gently rolling in the cup, the red liquid is particularly dazzling in the pure white empty cup, making people involuntarily think of ominous words such as "danger" and "residue".

Belmode raised his eyebrows and understood a little bit what he meant.

Taking this opportunity to find out what the organization has learned about Tang Zezhao may be a way to further deal with the difficult information he has.

Bourbon is still watching eagerly from the sidelines. Once there is any change, Kumel will be unable to protect himself...

The more he knows about the research situation of cognitive psychology, the greater the space and opportunities for him to operate.

Bourbon was always sharp and acerbic, but he had a big disadvantage. He is the person who delivers intelligence to the organization, and the organization in turn gives him not much - Rum is a very suspicious guy, occasionally more exaggerated than Gin, cautious to the point of cowardice, and behaves conservatively and cautiously.

Even Bourbon, who has worked for the organization for many years, will not let down his guard...

Therefore, Bourbon's biggest disadvantage is that he does not really understand cognitive psychology itself, nor has he been exposed to this core organizational secret.

Unlike him, Kumail's codename was exactly part of the plan. Kumail was one of the important formulas for Silver Bullet.

If gin is the sharpest spear, then the branches growing on Kumail are the toughest shield. The organization has high hopes for him, and using his emergencies as a cover, it can win support beyond its authority...

As expected of this cunning boy.

She didn't believe that when he rushed out to protect Angel, he had thought carefully about so many messy things. However, when the situation changed, it seemed that everything was under his control and he was able to do it with ease...

What a great guy.

Belmode shook his head slowly, took off the gold-rimmed glasses from the bridge of his nose, wiped them slowly, and chuckled helplessly.

"Okay, your turn. However, no matter how much preparation you make, you must remember that Bourbon is a hound with a sharp nose... Be careful with your movements, Mr. Accomplice."

Tang Ze's answer was to lift the empty porcelain cup.

"I've always been like this."

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"...How's it going?" Miyano Akemi, who was a little nervous, pushed up the big sunglasses on the bridge of her nose and cleared her throat.

There are not many identities that she can use to move around in society. Tangze mentioned before that a reasonable new identity will be designed for her, but so far, the only identities that she can easily use to disguise herself are...

"Is it too exaggerated for me to be like this in the hospital?" Miyano Akemi uneasily tugged on her too-bright coat, but she endured it, looked at Asai Narumi, and asked in a low voice.

"No, don't worry Akemi." Asai Narimi shook the high ponytail on the back of her head and said with a smile, "This is a psychotherapy department, and it is the most famous psychotherapy department in several nearby towns and cities... …You definitely don’t stand out like this.”

...What he means by this is that he seems to be mentally abnormal here?

With her brows twitching twice, Miyano Akemi shook her exaggerated short short hair in bright pink, and for a moment she didn't know whether she should talk back.

Tang Ze is right, this guy Cheng Shi is a little bit, what is that name? Natural black?

In short, it is a black heart without knowing it.

"Mr. Mori and the others have seen 'Makeup Artist May' and 'Akechi Goro' working together. It's harder for us to reveal our secrets like this." He adjusted his cuffs, smoothed out the last wrinkle, and took advantage of the safe passage. In the mirror at the corner of the stairs, Xingchuan Hui looked at his perfectly dressed self and took a deep breath.

"This identity is indeed more suitable for contacting Karasawa after his amnesia. However, if the people organized bump into 'Akechi Goro' visiting 'Karasawa Akira'..." Miyano Akemi said with concern.

"So you have to pay attention to the timing." Taking out his mobile phone, Xingchuan Hui called directly and softly, "Noah, how is the situation over there in Tang Ze?"

"I think the leader must have really lost his memory." A small head poked out directly from the screen of his mobile phone. Noah made a helpless half-closed expression with his fluffy green eyes, "He has spent the whole day today. There was a lot of free time, and I tentatively poked my head through the screen while he was holding the phone... but he didn't react at all."

Now, although Noah's Ark can exist in two worlds in material form, his essence has not changed, and he is still a pure electronic life.

Therefore, if Karasawa really does not have amnesia, it would be very convenient for him to secretly contact Noah when he is not being monitored and allow Noah to communicate with other people in the group.

If he doesn't even do this, or even just treats Noah passing by the screen as some kind of pop-up advertisement or APP function, it means that he really doesn't remember Noah.

After exchanging unsurprised looks, the other three people shook their heads.

Karasawa may have many different styles of behavior, but he never lies when faced with the members of the Phantom Thieves who are absolutely consistent with his position and cannot harm any of his interests.

He said he would lose his memory for a day, so he would actually lose his memory for a day...

Being able to keep his word no matter how outrageous it is is probably one of the superpowers of the leader of the Phantom Thieves of Hearts.

"Is there anyone else over there now?" Xingchuan Hui asked Noah.

In fact, Noah, whose source code is located on Karasawa's brooch, is the most convenient "sensor" for them to detect Karasawa's status.

As long as Noah wanted to, he would be able to locate Tang Ze as quickly as possible and find his location.

"Well...Belmod just left." Noah, who had opened his field of vision and observed for a long time, replied, "Leader, he is quite powerful. He may have really lost his memory, but he successfully used a bunch of guiding words to deceive him. Belmod, and without being exposed, in turn made her agree to the organization's request to obtain more information about 'Tang Zezhao'..."

"He just lost his memory, he didn't become a fool." Not surprised by Karasawa's shrewdness, Asai Naomi tidied up her clothes, held her head high, and returned to her female form, "Let's go, Let's go there together. If we meet Futo Kyosuke on the road, I will find a way to stop him."

With Noah as a frontline scout, the members of the Phantom Thieves approached Karasawa very quickly and effectively. Within a few minutes, they appeared in Karasawa's single ward.

When they walked into the room, they saw Tang Ze slumped on the small sofa next to the tea table with his head raised, staring blankly at the ceiling with a tired and vacant expression.

Just as they were worrying about how to talk to Karasawa, Miyano Akemi and Hoshikawa Teru suddenly felt familiar: "..."

So, this unique boneless slumping posture is some kind of stunt of Karasawa, right? He can spread himself out flat regardless of whether there is a beanbag sofa or not.

"...Who are you?" Finding that another group of people appeared in front of him, Tang Ze opened his eyes wide, immediately tensed his muscles and sat upright, switching to a state of alert, scanning the faces of the three people one by one with his scrutinizing eyes.

It is absolutely impossible for Belmod to appear in the form of more than one person. This is the idea that Karasawa told Toru Amuro.

A mystic would never allow a third person outside his control to appear on the scene and witness a highly private conversation. This was the first time Tang Ze judged that Judy who left the room first could not be Bermod. s reason.

"...Are you tired?" Rather than answer his question, Miyano Akemi endured it and said with concern immediately, "After losing memory, is it very troublesome to deal with all those messy things?"

"We are your teammates." Xingchuan Hui sighed, crossed his arms, and said helplessly, "Before I lost my memory, I didn't order any plan, and I just fell into a coma... You are really willful, leader. "

"It's not bad that I'm tired..." Tang Ze, whose head was filled with smoke from the Riddler's dialogue, sat up straight and looked at them strangely.

The brown-haired peer looks like a detective...?

Avant-garde and trendy, a fashionable girl who is extremely trendy, and a delicate and gentle female doctor...

teammate?

"...leader?" He repeated the title in a weird voice. Tangze touched his forehead and whispered, "Holy shit, it's not just an undercover thing? It's only been a few months." , right, my God, how many things have you done to me in a few months?"