The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

"Xiaolan is like this now. Even if she still remembers how to cook, are you embarrassed to let her come and let her continue to take care of the housework? Let me take her back and take care of her. That's the best choice!"

"The doctor has said that she wants to return to a familiar environment, so of course she wants to go back to the office with me!"

"Ha, do you want a child with amnesia to take care of a grown man like you?"

"During this period of time, I have been taking care of my own housework and cooking!"

"You learned how to cook from Xiaolan and Tang Ze. Now that both of them are in trouble, where will you cook? You won't let patients and elementary school students eat those nutritious egg fried rice with you, right?!"

"Then no matter what, my cooking will taste better than yours, right?!"

"What do you mean……!"

Yawning, Conan put his hands in his pockets and looked at the couple who were officially divorced but their relationship seemed to have not changed. He turned to look at Tang Ze.

There were still people who could discuss it...but this guy completely forgot about it.

Tangze, who had no idea what role he played, was currently with him, watching their quarrel with relish. After receiving his gaze, he said with interest: "I remember hearing the lady introduce herself. , she calls herself 'Fei Yingli', right? They are a divorced couple? "

The proposer himself didn't even remember the matter, yet he still asked in a serious manner. This scene made Conan's brows twitch.

"Pfft..." Seeing the two of them arguing with red faces and getting closer and closer to each other, Mao Lilan couldn't help but laugh.

"Ah, Xiaolan..." Attracted by their daughter's laughter, the two of them turned their heads at the same time, staring blankly at Mao Lilan's smiling eyebrows.

"Your relationship is very good..." Mao Lilan said with a smile, "Then I'll be relieved."

"Who told her -"

"Who is following this——"

The two people retorted in unison, their eyes met each other, and they were involuntarily stunned.

"The relationship seems really good." Tangze also nodded, "I'm staying downstairs at Mr. Mori's house now, right? Then, please give me a ride."

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"Sure enough, missing part of his memory does not affect his IQ. He is still so smart."

"What are you mumbling about, kid?" Tangze, who was flipping through his phone carefully, turned his head and glanced at Conan, who was pressing something.

Conan, who was leaning against the car window with his face propped up, turned his head and glanced secretly at Mao Lilan, who was leaning against the window with a curious face, observing the scenery outside the window. He lowered his voice and said, "I'm just curious, what did you think just now?" Come out, will Aunt Fei Yingli agree to move to the Maori Office temporarily?"

Interrupted by Maori Ran's smile, and Karasawa's suggestion that they would return to 4-chome even though he could not be said to be helpful, Fei Eri and Maori Kogoroichi combined, and finally turned into the current scene.

Fei Yingli temporarily stayed at Maori's house to take care of her amnesiac daughter. By the way, she took over for Karasawa, who also had amnesia, and continued to implement Maori Kogoro's supervision plan to ensure that there would be no negligence due to the absence of the executor.

——"Besides, Tangze originally wanted to check your mobile phone, but before the wedding was over, the two of them... I had to do this for me!" I couldn't tell whether he was eager to try it or was prepared for it. Fei Eri, who was gearing up, suppressed Mouri Kogoro's protest and said enthusiastically.

Conan, who knew the cause and effect very well and could clearly see it from the side, could understand this change, but how did Karasawa, who had lost his memory, extract this information from the interpersonal relationships that were unfamiliar to him?

"Isn't it obvious?" Tangze glanced at Conan again, looking at a fool again. He was worried about Mao Lilan sitting on the other side of the seat, and lowered his voice and said, "Classmate Lan is actually very afraid of seeing them. Quarreling. It may be the uneasiness caused by amnesia, or it may be due to her personality. She had deliberately wanted to ease the atmosphere before. I think they will not make it difficult for her, and of course they will take a step back. "

"Hey, is there any?"

"Yes... I wonder if you can read the air."

"Reading the air or something..."

"Hey, so the answer is no. Study hard. People who can't read the air will not find a partner."

"ha?"

Mouri Kogoro who was driving the car and Fei Yingli who was in the co-pilot didn't pay attention to the whispers of the two boys and kept talking to Maori Lan.

"How do you feel, Xiaolan? This is the city where you have lived for more than ten years."

"It feels... very strange..." Mao Lilan pressed her hands on the window glass and looked at Tokyo in the rain outside the window. The shadow of the iron tower crossed the glass in front of her, drawing a dark silhouette in her eyes. "A bit Happy, it feels familiar.”

Although she couldn't think of anything, looking at the rows of tall buildings, leaving dark silhouettes in the rain, like a painting with different grayscales, her uneasy mood calmed down a little.

Although there was no memory left, this uncontrollable sense of relaxation still made her feel more relaxed.

"Is this Tokyo?" Looking through the glass at the street on the other side, Karasawa tilted his head and honestly expressed his feelings, "There are many high-rise buildings, and the roads are wider than Kyoto. It is a big city. "

"You have been living here for several months." Mouri Kogoro used his peripheral vision and glanced at Karasawa's face in the rearview mirror, "You have always stayed in Kyoto and have never been to Tokyo. Is that so? I still remember the first time I saw you. Your way of dealing with people was very natural, and you were very adaptable to life in Tokyo? I really can’t tell."

"I didn't expect it either." Karasawa nodded, "I thought I would be more excited when I came to Tokyo for the first time. But in the end, there didn't seem to be any surprise."

After looking out the window for a while, Tangze shook his head and looked at his phone again.

From Conan's point of view, his height was not enough to see clearly what was on Karasawa's phone, but through the reflection in his bright eyes, one could vaguely guess that he was checking emails.

The speed of pressing the input method is very fast...

He jokes that he is a country bumpkin living in the countryside, but isn't it very fast to adapt to life in Tokyo? In just a day or two, I have already regained contact with my original interpersonal circle.

His ability can be considered a very powerful one.

On the screen that Conan couldn't see, Tangze was quickly typing a carefully worded letter.

[I have received the information. It is very useful. I think I can digest some of the residue in the crow's mouth.

Bourbon hasn't noticed that I'm continuing to pretend. It's best to have less contact with me, or your angel, these days.

Before Mao Lilan recovers her memory, I will not go back to Didan to take classes. I will be a qualified school doctor with peace of mind. Mr. Shinde, you still have a hospital to run. 】

[Mr. Kazami, do I want to call you this?

You are already aware of my situation. Mr. Furutani said that I can make any requests to you.

I heard that you also arrested a psychiatrist who was suspected of having contact with Fuudo Kyousuke. It seems that his name was Kurahashi?

Is he still in your custody? Can you arrange for me to see him? 】

[Gin, I found a very interesting doctor here.

He may be related to the research of Tang Zezhao's parents, and he may have human lives on his hands. No matter who I am, he has some value.

Does the organization need him? Or do you think you can do whatever I want? 】

Tang Ze continued to deal with the emails at hand, with a faint smile on his lips. One after another, the news from his various identities did not seem to disturb his mood.

"I actually quite like this kind of life." The last email was also on the airwaves, passing through the heavy rain and sent to the other side of Tokyo. Karasawa temporarily turned off the phone, as if talking to himself. Generally speaking, he said softly, "No wonder I did so many things in such a short period of time."

"Do you like this kind of life?" Conan caught the whisper and looked at him strangely, "What kind of life are you talking about?"

A breakdown of what happened after Karasawa came to Tokyo...

Forced to live in the small attic of a coffee shop, encounter a murder case, meet these people, encounter a murder case, encounter campus bullying, be involved in the conspiracy of the organization, encounter a murder case...

Well, if what Karasawa always likes to say that he didn't have any friends before is true - although Conan has never really believed that a guy like Karasawa would have no friends - then maybe after meeting them, getting to know Hattori, and getting to know each other, Mr. Amuro and the like are considered a good thing for him.

But other than that, is there any hope for this thrilling day?

"It's like this, a fulfilling and busy life." Tang Ze narrowed his eyes and smiled at him, "Maybe it's because the days in the past were too two o'clock and one line, and one could see the grave at a glance... Now, it makes me feel kind The feeling of being alive.”

There is a feeling... that he is a real person in this world with a goal and a future.

Taking a breath of the warm air in the car that was mixed with the smell of leather, Karasawa slowly closed his eyes.

so good.

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"Karasawa-kun—oh, Mr. Amuro said that there is something wrong with your memory. You shouldn't recognize me." Azusa Enomoto walked out of the bar for the first time. As soon as he saw Karasawa's face, he hurriedly greeted him, "My name is Azusa Enomoto. , is the clerk here. Although you don’t remember, we are already very familiar with each other.”

"Ah, Miss Enomoto. Please give me some advice when we meet for the first time. I am Karasawa Akira." Without thinking, Karasawa bowed in a standard manner.

"Pfft..." Azusa Enomoto, who was originally worried about his condition, was amused by his actions, "It's like this again. He keeps saying honorifics to people he just met. This is a habit you can't get rid of. Mr. Tang Ze?"

"Hey, was I like this before?" Tang Ze was stunned, pinched his chin, and started thinking.

Something seems a little weird somewhere...

"Yes. Mr. Amuro really knows you. He is right. Karasawa is Karasawa." Azusa Enomoto patted Karasawa's arm with a smile, "It doesn't matter if we don't know each other now. It'll be fine if we get to know each other again. Go up. Take a look at your room."

"Oh, oh..." Pushed by her toward the attic, Karasawa walked hesitantly through the restaurant, glanced at Toru Amuro, who was standing at the kitchen counter with his back to them, washing dishes, and then walked up to the attic.

"This is it." He turned on the light in the attic for Karasawa, and Azusa Enomoto looked around the environment of this small space with him, sighing, "It's a completely different house from a few months ago. Woolen cloth……"

"...It's really not my style." Looking at the beanbag sofa piled softly against the wall, the single bed covered with dark blue sheets, and the neatly organized storage racks and cork boards On the corner table, Tang Ze shrank his neck uncomfortably, and his eyes fell on the bag placed on the hook on the side.

"My commuting bag..." Holding this ordinary satchel in his hand, Karasawa was a little surprised, but couldn't help but feel happy, "I actually brought it to Tokyo."

"I guess there are some personal items on the shelf that were mailed together at that time. If you feel strange and want to use something familiar..."

"Miss Enomoto——"

"Ah, there seems to be something going on downstairs. I'm going down first, you can familiarize yourself with it!"

Azusa Enomoto smiled as gently as possible at Karasawa, adjusted her apron, and ran towards the restaurant downstairs in small steps.

After she was completely gone, Tang Ze picked up the bag, looked around, opened the zipper and checked the contents, then carefully picked up his phone and moved it to the strap of the bag.

Soon, a round head came out and floated to the edge of the bag skillfully. The cable behind the head hooked on the strap of the bag and tied a slip knot.

"Leader, welcome back!" After returning to his familiar position, Noah became very happy, with a blush on the flesh-colored cloth. "Although you may not remember it, the previous plan is actually still in progress. Do you want to continue monitoring Fuudo Kyosuke’s cell phone?”

"Continue." Secretly heaving a sigh of relief, Tang Ze carefully placed his commuting bag on the desk, looked left and right, and pressed the power button of the computer with a slight unfamiliarity, "The information sent by Belmode before. Could you please help me transfer it and do indexing and statistics?"

No matter how incredible the nature of Noah's Ark is, for Tang Ze now, it is enough to know that he is a very useful intelligent assistant.

"Okay leader!" Noah responded with high spirits, and soon the computer's file viewer was opened in front of Tangze.

"The habit of organizing files is really the same as mine..." Tangze muttered after sliding the mouse wheel.

"I modeled it on your own style of organizing documents and materials, of course it's the same!" The artificial intelligence with the highest level of intelligence in the world made a proud declaration of defeating artificial intelligence, "Even the file naming style is copied from you!"

Before he became an electronic being that shuttled around the world and surfed all day long, he worked as an intelligent office assistant at Sindora Company for more than two years. This level of learning was not just a piece of cake, but something he was most familiar with. In all fields, you can easily do it without any practice.

"Is that so? Well, just think that I'm overthinking it." Tangze smiled to himself, and first clicked on the file named [01-base].

With brown hair and blue eyes, and a gentle and distant expression, his own photo, which looked like an introvert at first glance, came into view immediately.

Reading down line by line, Tang Ze raised his eyebrows.

This is his student status document, the information he registered with the school.

He helped the cadres of the Student Affairs Office retrieve and organize the information. He had seen the original, and this information was basically a copy of the electronic file.

The appendix of this document contains the individual honors that Tang Ze received during his time at school.

He has always been low-key and almost never participates in any school activities. He even uses the excuse of physical reasons to not participate in clubs.

But there will inevitably be some activities that cannot be avoided, or school honors such as sharing pork... Anyway, it will not attract the attention of others, so Tangze just lets it go.

"It's no different from my last memory." After checking these things, Tang Ze nodded and began to look at the most important records about his juvenile offenders.

The first line that caught his eye made Tangze's eyes suddenly narrow.

"November 2? On November 2, I was taken away by the police because of a conflict with someone at night?" Tangze pressed his temples, closed his eyes, and used date and time as keywords in a familiar way, trying to Retrieve relevant memories.

Half a minute later, his brows furrowed more and more.

The eyes that suddenly opened were filled with surprise and shock, and the computer screen with black characters on a white background reflected in his blue eyes gave him a strange feeling.

"My memory stopped before I went to bed on November 1st?" He pressed his hand on his temple with slight force and dug out a nail mark on the smooth skin. Tang Ze said quickly, "How could it be such a coincidence? If Mr. Amuro said that my amnesia was caused by the doctor Kyousuke Futo, how could it be so accurate?"

"Leader...?" Noticing his rapidly changing mood, Noah asked aloud, "You mean, Kyosuke Futo deliberately blocked all your memories related to the case?"

"Impossible." Tang Ze shook his head without hesitation. "From the time I was attacked to being discovered, my contact with him could only last for a short period of time. He would never be able to extract and delete memories so accurately. If it comes At this level, what he studies is not cognitive science, but magic."

Strictly speaking, Noah, who is already very magical: "..."

Damn it, because of the question raised by Asai Narumi, "If the leader enters a different world and realizes his special ability, he may be exposed without preparation." They also acted as the Riddler for a time and did not tell him directly. The identities of Karasawa and his jokers were just that they each introduced their true identities, saying that they were members of an underground organization formed by Karasawa himself.

A very miraculous phenomenon is that as Tang Ze lost his memory, the other world navigation APP on his mobile phone disappeared.

Noah can also use this APP to tunnel to Karasawa and appear in the form of a rag doll, but he can't find its icon, as if something is blocking it and hiding it.

Is it because the leader's memory was restored to before awakening, so he temporarily lost his operating authority? Noah made random guesses like this.

Tang Ze let go of his hand and looked at the screen in front of him again.

This time, he was not looking at the words above, but using the smooth glass panel to look at his blurry reflection on it.

It can't be Kyosuke Futo. Such precise memory manipulation can only be...

"Who are you?" Tang Ze asked, facing his own shadow.

Tang Ze, who has not lost his memory: I was me a few months ago, who are you?

Tang Ze who has lost his memory: Who are you a few months later?

Carry it out from beginning to end, belong to it

Off topic, a piece of good news, next Monday is my last day at work. Starting from Tuesday, I will be a free elf on the 6th!

After becoming full-time, I started to challenge the daily 10,000 badges, fighting!