The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

"What's up?"

"Don't underestimate me. I lost to you because of the situation, but it doesn't mean that I'm bad."

"Really? I didn't feel it." Tang Ze turned the thin handle of the butterfly knife in his hand and didn't comment, "How is it, are you satisfied with your new equipment?"

"Very sharp. Good knife."

The sound of metal parts colliding came from the other end of the phone. Tang Ze knew that this was Ireland disassembling parts from the gun.

Except for not being good at sniping, his ability in firearms can still stand the test after doing enough dirty work.

"Since you are satisfied with everything, let's speed up. You know, I'm not a very patient person."

"I won't let them see tomorrow's sunrise, don't worry, Kumail."

"Don't call me that."

"Okay... I know, BOSS."

Before hanging up the phone, Ireland chose a relatively neutral and less directional title unhappily. Of course, it's hard to say whether he was deliberately disgusting Tang Ze.

Tang Ze took the phone away from his ear, raised his eyebrows, but didn't say anything.

Even though Ireland was originally the killer of the organization, it was indeed a bit inhumane to let him solve such a long list in one night. He could understand that his subordinates were resentful of working overtime.

However, this did not prevent Tang Ze from hanging up the phone and saying: "Hasn't he always wanted to bring down Gin or replace him? I have satisfied his wish by using him like Gin. Why is he still unhappy?"

"Gin may not be an ordinary person. He has been experimented on." Miyano Akemi kindly reminded.

"Since you have lost at the starting line, you should work harder. As the saying goes, the early bird catches the worm." Tang Ze's twisted logic is still one set.

"...I feel that there are problems in your conversation." Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was busy sorting out photos and lists, looked at the two people a little bit unbearable.

"Am I not telling the truth?" Tang Ze replied with a smile, took the initiative to take a dozen photos, and sorted them out with him.

"Why do I feel like you seem to be in a better mood?" Just after finishing typing the part that needed to be sent to the public security, Matsuda Jinpei poked his head out from behind the computer, "What did Rei say to you this afternoon?"

It's not that his intuition is accurate, but since leaving the library, the only trip that Tang Ze has made outside their sight is to report today's results to the leader of the Zero team, Kanebo. The change in state is so great that it can only be the influence of Furuya Rei.

"Ah, how should I put it, we just chatted for a while." Tang Ze shrugged and confirmed his guess, "I do feel a little better."

"Is Xiao Furuya such a comforting personality now?" Hagiwara Kenji bared his teeth and made a face, "It sounds like a horror story."

"You have a misunderstanding of Zero. He is still very caring." Zhu Fushimi suppressed his subsequent complaints, "Only at this time do I feel that Tang Ze is indeed a junior."

Overly sophisticated style of behavior, overly sharp insight and reaction ability, sometimes Zhu Fushimi would wonder where Tang Ze stole time to hone his abilities.

Could this also be part of cognitive learning, spending 48 hours a day in a space that others cannot enter, sneaking in and surprising everyone?

Now that he said that he also has emotional problems and needs others to guide and communicate, Zhu Fushimi simply has a strong sense of unreality.

"In this regard, he can probably be considered a senior." Tang Ze shrugged and answered frankly, "I think I am a person who is good at self-adjustment, but people who are good at self-adjustment also have doubts occasionally."

Zhu Fu Jingguang tilted his neck back and silently exchanged glances with his two old friends.

What is Tang Ze talking about with Ling? His frankness is a bit scary.

I don't know, is he really going to show his cards?

Just admit defeat so easily? No way...

While the three of them were winking at each other, Tang Ze shook the photo paper in his hand and his thoughts briefly returned to the afternoon conversation.

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"Kazami said you sent him a list. You acted quickly today. What, did you have clues related to them before?"

"Well, I guess so."

It was indeed Tang Ze's voice, but it was not at all like Tang Ze's state.

So when Toru Amuro, who was originally tidying up the dishes with his head down, heard Tang Ze's answer, he paused and looked at Tang Ze who walked in with an inquiring look, confirming that it was not Hoshikawa Teru who came to help Tang Ze for some reason.

"It's really you." Toru Amuro frowned strangely, wiped the water stains on his hands, and walked out from behind the bar, "Are you in a bad mood? Is today's work very tiring?"

It was almost dinner time, and Azusa Enomoto was busy preparing the store sign and transporting the ingredients to be used in the evening to the kitchen and warehouse. The cafe was about to usher in the evening rush hour and was enjoying its last leisure time. There were only Toru Amuro and Tang Ze who had just entered the front hall of Polo Cafe.

The setting sun shone into the store, giving the entire store a retro color.

Tang Ze raised his head while sitting in the familiar afterglow.

As he said, his initial understanding and empathy for Toru Amuro came from the other's identity.

This world is very different from the real world that Tang Ze knows. What really made him realize this was this undercover agent who was completely different from the paper man he understood in all aspects, but had the human color that Tang Ze was familiar with.

Then perhaps, he could understand some words that others could not understand.

So Tang Ze answered the question irrelevantly: "You should know, Mr. Amuro, in fact, I knew about your identity problem as early as when I met you. From this perspective, I must thank you. If I hadn't met you when I first came to Tokyo, I might not be as leisurely as I am now."

Suddenly hearing Tang Ze start like this, Amuro Toru's eyebrows jumped slightly.

This is not just the rhythm of a deep discussion, this posture of starting from the beginning and telling the story...

He imagined how Tang Ze would tell him his true identity.

Maybe in a certain case, Tang Ze was careless and could not escape the sight of the police or detectives, and was forced into a dead end; or in an extreme case, it involved the deepest secrets of the organization. In addition to his friends hiding in the dark, he had to find another collaborator...

In short, when Tang Ze really encountered a situation with no way out, Amuro Toru, as one of the few people who knew Tang Ze's situation better, chose the lesser of two evils. No matter how good his face was, this proud boy could not refuse the well-intentioned assistance.

The only thing he didn't expect was that it was in such an afternoon, an afternoon with a bit of cold weather, just after completing the mission and ending a fight in the open and in the dark, it was the moment when the atmosphere was relaxed, and the sun was about to go away...

An afternoon that was no different from usual.

Amuro Toru opened his mouth to say something, but seeing the calm look on Tang Ze's face, he finally just pulled out the chair opposite him.

Tang Ze didn't pay attention to Amuro Toru's reaction, but just lowered his head and looked at his palm.

This pair of hands belonging to Tang Ze Zhao, because of the short learning career, even the calluses of writing have not been left. In fact, because of the mask and Tang Ze's own training, they are becoming more and more flexible.

It's different, everything is different.

"I found out that my guardian may be related to the organization when I arrived in Tokyo. This is not a good thing, but your existence actually reminded me that I can't take it lightly. I must be careful about everything around me. I have to find ways to escape from this siege... Although the method is different from normal teaching, you are indeed a good predecessor and pointed me in a clear way."

The next words will involve the core of Tang Ze's ability. After considering for a moment, Tang Ze thought of Gin who walked around in the cinema every day with a gloomy face, and changed his words.

"You also know that I have some unusual places. Not long after I met you, I tried to use some difficult-to-explain abilities to get rid of your surveillance and the organization's sight. I didn't expect that I would learn so much about you because of this."

Amuro Toru's heart jumped, and he couldn't help but tighten the cup in his hand.

He did have some questions about this part.

Judging from Tang Ze's style of doing things, if he only knew his true origin and confirmed that he would not hurt him, Tang Ze would trust him, but he would definitely have a lot of reservations. At least, he would not explain the video.

What exactly made Tang Ze make this decision? Amuro Toru suddenly had a bad premonition.

Tang Ze crossed his hands and blocked his mouth, hiding his laughter: "I saw it all, Mr. Furuya, the first place of the year. He actually went undercover in the same place with his friend who grew up together. I don’t know whether to say that the organization is too lucky or that the public security is too much."

Amuro Toru's eyebrows jumped fiercely.

"Can you even see these details?" His voice was almost squeezed out from his teeth, "I now feel that the organization is really a little soft-hearted..."

It's not just a matter of mind reading or not, or even more than magic. Even the past life has been seen clearly, without the person knowing anything, leaving no privacy.

How did Tang Ze's parents have the nerve to call this ability psychology? !

As his toes dug into the ground, Toru Amuro also felt a chill on his back.

If Tang Ze had not been isolated from the organization by his parents, or if he had not withstood the organization's torture in Kyoto and exposed part of his strength...

Toru Amuro took a deep breath and controlled himself not to imagine what would happen next.

It was a really scary story.

From the time Tang Ze was plotted against by the organization, if any node had gone wrong, everything would not be what it is today. I really don't know whether I should curse the tricks of fate or thank fate for its mercy.

Tang Ze smiled, without further explanation, and turned the words around to ask the question he wanted to ask.

"Mr. Moruobushi, we have been friends since childhood. You have really known each other for many years, and you have supported each other and given each other great strength. You are very important friends. So, how did you adjust? After witnessing that moment."

At what moment did the "film" in the Furuya Zero Hall begin to move Tang Ze?

It was not any other time, but when he saw Furuya Rei, who had successfully obtained the code name, having a nightmare.

Because he dreamed of the person he had killed, and dreamed that the other party repeatedly questioned him, if he was really a righteous policeman, why did he help the evil, he could not face this cruel reality, and suddenly woke up from the nightmare, but because he could not alarm other people who might still be monitoring him, he controlled his frightened breathing, closed his eyes, and lay in the dark all night...

Then he continued to watch, watching Furuya Rei gradually get used to this kind of life, and he was able to control his state more and more. Facing the innocent people who died in front of him, he would not even reveal a trace of physiological reaction...

Tang Ze is not a soft-hearted guy. Even if he was affected by this life, his state and personality are slightly different from his previous life, and he has experience in this aspect.

Just think about it and you will know that a soft-hearted undercover will not live to his time.

Tang Ze never denied that he had killed many people, directly and indirectly. It is impossible for him to climb all the way to the core of the group without grinding his teeth and sucking blood.

It was very hard at first. No matter how much training he had received, he was just a student from a peaceful environment. He was suddenly thrown into a savage and cruel world like a jungle. No matter how he pretended to be calm, Tang Ze had nightmares for a long time.

Then, as time went by, everything would always adapt, and sometimes even become numb.

And after that, the biggest trauma to Tang Ze, who should have been accustomed to facing life and death, was the fall of his contact.

Undercover Tang Ze is a person without a past. His contact is his only connection with his past that seems like a lifetime away, and is the last bean of light in the long night.

"After he left, you didn't even have time to mourn. Rye Whiskey was standing in front of you, and the organization's people could arrive at any time."

"...Tangze, Tangze?"

"You were not even allowed to show a trace of negative emotions, and you didn't even have a second to react. You had to immediately forget who you were, forget who he was, and pretend that you really just witnessed the execution of a traitor..."

"Stop! I know what you are talking about." Amuro Toru interrupted Tangze who couldn't help but talk more and more, and frowned tightly, "But, are you really okay?"

Although they were talking about Hiro, Tangze seemed to have seen something in his past. He was in an extremely tense state and didn't even seem to notice that he was breathing heavily involuntarily.

Has he witnessed any similar scenes? For example, the death of his parents? Or, did the organization kill one of his relatives or friends?