The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

"This guy named Goro Akechi is becoming more and more active." Conan flipped through the social news in the newspaper and saw Goro Akechi's smiling face at a glance.

"More than that." Karasawa bit the ice cream spoon and vaguely showed the page on his phone to Conan, "Look at this, he even has a support group."

It must be admitted that a high school detective who looks as handsome and friendly as him will naturally attract the attention of the mass media, and once he is active in various news pages, this face will attract more people to him attracted the attention of the audience, especially young girls who admired detectives, and it already had fans in just a few days.

Conan smacked his lips in displeasure: "It took me several years to solve the case before I got this kind of attention... Hey, the public is really fickle."

Tangze retorted ruthlessly: "Nonsense, I heard my classmates from Maori complained that the love letters you received from all over the world filled your mailbox every day. Since you stopped coming to school, no one has packed the lockers. There are so many love letters that they are almost overflowing.”

"Ahem..." When it came to this, he was still a little shy and proud. He pretended to push up his glasses and said, "That's the accumulation of my long-term record of solving crimes. They are chasing the light of wisdom and being pure with his fans." The face is different!”

"Eh-" Tangze took a big mouthful of ice cream and let out an onomatopoeia of disgust, but he didn't object to the idea of ​​looking at faces.

"You know him, don't you? Who is he?" Conan folded the newspaper and saw the tower of ice cream balls in front of Tang Ze. He paused again and couldn't help but complain, "There are so many and so sweet, you can eat them Are you done? And now is not the season for eating ice cream, right?"

"Of course I'll finish it. Ice cream melts easily in the summer, so you have to have a large ice cream tower at this temperature to eat it slowly." After finishing the fallacies in a serious manner, Tang Ze answered the question he started with, "He? , who came back from abroad and has quite special work and living experience..."

"What do you mean?" Conan couldn't understand the Kyoto native's high EQ speech.

"He came back from the United States, Chicago, and his marksmanship is very good." Tangze said bluntly.

Conan choked.

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"I don't have a good relationship with him. Can you understand him as mine, a fellow patient?" Tang Ze scooped up a whole ice cream ball, "I have a very bad impression of him, and we can't get along."

Conan choked again.

He couldn't ask Tang Ze "What's wrong with you"? It always felt very impolite. Since Tang Ze didn't take the initiative to say it, it meant that he didn't really want to tell him...

Conan endured and endured, and then he barely restrained the urge to continue asking questions, and silently wrote down what Tangze said.

"Anyway, if you encounter him, it's better to remain appropriately vigilant." Tang Ze concluded.

Conan nodded, understanding that Karasawa meant he didn't want to talk anymore, and changed the topic to review the bombings of the previous two days: "I have checked the information in Hideaki Nakajima's hands once, and Dr. Agasa does know many of them. He It was mentioned that there will be a programmer's gathering in Izu in a while, and he also received an invitation. Many people on the list will be there, but the doctor is not available to attend, are you interested in coming together? "

Karasawa's eyebrows raised when he heard the name: "Izu, that's good."

This is a good place, a famous attraction, both from a tourist perspective and a scientific perspective, and it is worth a visit.

"Are you free to leave Tokyo?" Karasawa agreed immediately, but Conan hesitated.

"It's not working for now, but it should be fine next month. Don't worry." Karasawa smiled, dragging Yuya Kazami as a shield, "My prosecutor seems to be investigating my case, and he won't be involved in this aspect. Making things difficult for me, I guess.”

Now Shuichi Akai is preparing to engage in gin, Yuya Kazami and Rei Furitani are preparing to send him away, and he is preparing to engage in sex work. Under the calm surface, the surging undercurrent is looking for an exit to break the bank.

Tangze's back-up plan has been prepared, all he has to do is wait patiently.

The time is getting closer, and of course Tang Ze will be free next month.

Conan was also happy for Karasawa when he heard this. As a primary school student, he could only do so much for Karasawa's case. With more powerful characters involved, the pressure on Karasawa would be less.

He was about to ask Tangze more about this matter and learn about the progress of his case, when their conversation was interrupted by a series of voices.

"Sorry, there's an email." Tangze, who had set a special ringtone, immediately recognized whose message it was. He raised his hand to make a gesture, then lowered his head and took out his phone to browse.

Conan stopped talking and blinked inexplicably.

It’s strange. I heard this correctly, this is the Symphony of Destiny. The most famous passage. Isn’t Karasawa the type who doesn’t turn on ringtones? Why did he suddenly use this as an email notification tone?

Tang Ze opened the email, and the sender signed [Morohoshi] only sent him one sentence.

[The action will take place the day after tomorrow, you still have two days. 】

Here comes the first domino.

Tangze smiled, deleted the email, scooped up his own ice cream, and said calmly: "I have something to do. I'll take you home after eating."

Conan looked up at him doubtfully.

Conan needs to find excuses for Karasawa to go out, sometimes for the sake of a case, sometimes just to relax. Pretending to be a primary school student is really stressful.

Karasawa also needed to find an excuse to go out for fun. Basically, he took Conan out to find a place to drink coffee and eat desserts, looking like he was suffocated by Toru Amuro.

Today was no exception. It was Tang Ze who took the initiative to come out to him just for food and drink. It was rare for things to end in a hurry like this.

Conan didn't ask any questions, Tang Ze picked up the phone first and made a call.

"it's me."

"Well, it's time, get ready."

"...Well, what do you mean?"

After a few responses, Tang Ze frowned. It seemed that the person on the other side of the phone was speaking for a long time. Tang Ze's hand digging into the ice cream became slower and slower. Finally, he inserted the spoon into the ice cream that was starting to melt and stopped. Mouthed.

"Have you thought about it?" Tang Ze lost his smile. When he was so stern, the aggressiveness of his cat's eyes was clearly revealed, making him look unapproachable. "Where are you? Wait, I'll be there soon. "

"I'm sorry." Karasawa threw down the remaining third of the ice cream, pressed the meal charge on the side of the plate, and stood up, "I have to send you back now."

"What happened?"

"It's okay." Tangze smiled again, but Conan felt that he seemed to be even more angry, "Some people are being stupid, I have to knock their brains out."