Phantom Thief of Heart!but conan

Chapter 117 Fanatical Fans
Tang Ze was sitting on the co-pilot of the Porsche, the exaggerated neon light passing through the windshield, reflecting laser-colored light on his white hair, as if reflected in the sewage floating with oil stains, charming and dreamy and full of sludge.

This is the palace of Tunkou Shigehiko. Tang Ze has been here many times. When he investigated Tunkou's family, he almost stepped on every inch of this place.

He looked up at this resplendent building, and suddenly called out: "Xingchuan."

"Huh?" Sitting in the driver's seat, Xing Chuanhui, who was also looking at the building outside, uttered a nasal voice in response, his eyes fell on the huge sculpture of Tunkou Shigehiko, without turning his head.

Tang Ze didn't intend to get off the car.

He had already tried to take Xing Chuanhui into the hall, but he didn't see any signs of awakening, and the other world navigation app didn't appear on Xing Chuan's phone. Tang Ze didn't know whether this was related to this world without Igor Related, at present Xing Chuanhui is just an ordinary person with a certain force value.

"About the cognitive world...you have come in so many times, what do you think?" Tang Ze turned his head and looked at Xing Chuanhui with a flat expression.

"It's... a magical place?" Xing Chuanhui stopped staring at Shigehiko Tunkou's flamboyant smiling face, and turned his head to look at Tang Ze, "Why did you ask this question suddenly? It's too late for me to regret it now .”

On the day Xing Chuanhui chose to stay, Tang Ze unreasonably dragged him directly into the world of cognition, unfolded a terrifying twenty-face face in front of him, and confirmed to him once again that such a dangerous Whether he really wants to participate in the matter, whether he is prepared and aware of death.

This is somewhat intimidating. With Tang Ze's force value and graduation P, if he can make his teammates die in front of him, he might as well commit suicide early to avoid embarrassment; he mainly wanted to warn Xing Chuanhui that he chose a It is best not to step on the difficult road without the consciousness of death.

Xing Chuanhui's answer was obvious.

"Don't you feel fear? A world that can see through a person's true heart, even break the other's fundamental desire, and obliterate a person from the 'soul' level..." Tang Ze raised his hands behind his head and leaned against the Porsche In the large seat, "I didn't do it, it's just that I didn't want to do it, not that I couldn't do it. For example, if I want to kill your father, walk in this door now, and after an hour, he may have seven senses Bleeding to death, no one will doubt me."

Xing Chuanhui glanced at the tacky and eye-catching door inlaid with gold and silver in the nightclub, and shook his head: "But you didn't do it after all, didn't you? Maybe you were a little scared at first, but now, you're getting used to it. This is the organization." The true appearance of what you want from you? Fortunately, it did not fall into the hands of the organization."

"There are some discrepancies, but they are not far from each other." Tang Ze recalled the logo of Tang Ze Yichuan on the partition wall of the Impression Space, and said with uncertainty, "What the organization wants to plot must be more powerful than me to use these powers to become a hero." Playing house childish ghosts are much bigger."

Xing Chuanhui laughed: "It doesn't make sense to ask me this question. After I came here, I understood how you found me. I have no right to accuse you. Without knowing the world, I will continue to be imprisoned in That prison-like home. I don’t know if your plans are naive, but you did save a lot of people, right? Like me.”

Especially me, Xing Chuanhui thought silently, without saying a word.

"I actually want to ask..." Tang Ze struggled for a while, then tentatively asked, "Would you like to accompany me to do a very dangerous experiment?"

This was the fundamental reason why Tang Ze suddenly dragged him to the entrance of the nightclub to enjoy the scenery today.

The 10 billion robbery has already happened, presumably in a few days, "Masami Hirota" should appear at the door of the Maori office.

And Tang Ze had the most appropriate but most risky plan, which was still short of a very important link to be verified.

"How dangerous is it?" Xing Chuanhui didn't feel too surprised, there was nothing important, Tang Ze wouldn't drag him over to talk.

"Well, if the experiment fails, this is the burial place I'll choose for you." Tang Ze pointed to the nightclub in front of him that was lit up like daylight by the searchlights.

Xing Chuanhui frowned, looked at the huge sculpture of Tunkou Shigehiko in disgust in front of the door, and said with disgust: "Your purpose is to stimulate me to die in such a place, so that I can explode my desire to survive? Then It's a very logical idea."

"How could it be? It's just that I came here first. In fact, this place is the beginning of my acquaintance with you. Second, come here, um, you can take it as my personal hobby." Tang Ze was amused as he spoke in a joking tone. up.

Well, this is actually quite funny, it’s a bit of a joke from hell, didn’t the [-]-year-old boy in the original work die on his father’s cruise ship, cough cough...

Of course, Xing Chuanhui couldn't get the humor of Tang Ze's words, he just sighed helplessly: "Okay, let's treat it like this. If you want to experiment, come on."

Tang Ze's laughter stopped suddenly, he coughed twice, and put down his feet in front of him in astonishment: "No, don't you ask me what I'm going to do? No, no, no, don't you Could it be the type who sacrifices his life after being saved once, or is this a kind of fledgling complex?"

"Of course I'm not." Xing Chuanhui rolled his eyes back at his description, and clenched his fists in protest, "What nonsense are you talking about? I'm weaker than you, but I'm also a member of the organization Are you coming?"

"Then you're too..." Tang Ze glanced at his teammate drawn by lottery in bewilderment.

Could it be that Xing Chuanhui's psychological problems are actually quite serious, with a relatively serious tendency to self-destruct?

I've heard that life is in danger, but why does she act like she's willing to die without even thinking about it...

"Hey hey hey, you proposed to do the experiment yourself, why are you making it look like I don't want to live anymore." Xing Chuanhui's eyes almost rolled into his eyelids, "... just I guess, you will ask I said this because you can't do this experiment on yourself, right? Such a dangerous thing, as long as you can solve it yourself, no matter how risky it is, you will not ask others for help. "

"...What are you talking about." Covering his eyes with a mask, Tang Ze evasively moved his eyes away, "It's as if you know me very well, and you're talking about me like a saint."

"Am I wrong?" Xing Chuanhui asked back.

Tang Ze took a breath, blowing away the white hair that flew to his nose, and did not answer.

Indeed it is.

It is meaningless for Tang Ze to do this experiment, and Xing Chuanhui is his only choice now.

"Okay, let's go, let's try your experiment." Knowing that Tang Ze would not answer this question directly, Xing Chuanhui opened the car door, "Do you need me to go in, or just at the door?"

Tang Ze collected himself and got out of the car.

"Click" sound of mechanical collision.

Xing Chuanhui, who had received many years of firearms training, was familiar with this sound. He stopped and turned around.

"Don't move." Tang Ze held a pitch-black pistol in his hand, and pointed the black muzzle at him.

"It looks like a really dangerous experiment." Being pointed at by Tang Ze's gun, Xing Chuanhui was very calm, and even remembered the night Tang Ze appeared in his room.

Thinking about it this way...he probably knew what Tang Ze wanted to test.

Tang Ze took the shot directly at that time, and there was nothing unusual in front of his eyes.

Xing Chuanhui took a deep breath. He knew that he was different from Tang Ze. He was just an ordinary person. Every time he was shot, he was really shot. It was the same in the real world and in the cognitive world.

It is not that he has not been injured in the subway, even if Tang Ze used a magical method to heal his wounds as before, he will be injured if he is injured.

However, he wanted to help Tang Ze.

And he knew that compared to Tang Ze's methods and abilities, he was just a humble ordinary person.

If he stayed in the safe house prepared by Tang Ze for him all the time, then he was only adding to Tang Ze's burden, he was just a useless drag.

Thinking of this, Xing Chuanhui's eyes shone like fire, and the charming laser lights illuminated his face. At this moment, he really looks a bit like the crazy and crazy Goro Akechi played by Tang Ze.

His amber eyes faintly exuded a golden light, and crazy colors condensed and stirred in them——

"Come on, just pay back the shot I gave you." Xing Chuanhui opened his arms, "Even if you really die here, it will pave the way for you, right?"

Tang Ze also took a deep breath before opening his eyes to look at Xing Chuanhui who was slowly smiling.

"Don't just act like you're willing to die for me, really." Tang Ze sighed, "It's crazy to act like a fan of mine."

"'Avid fan'...I'm one, right?" Xing Chuanhui laughed, "If I don't want to follow you, what's the point of my staying?"

"Forget it, you, let me survive." Tang Ze said angrily.

Saying so, he held the gun firmly with his finger, and pulled the trigger towards Xing Chuanhui's chest.

"boom--"

　Well, I admit that what this fanatic fan said is somewhat of a tribute to Mishima Yuki...

　　
　
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