Phantom Thief of Heart!but conan

Chapter 118 Another shoe finally landed

The girl in front of her was stroking her braid nervously, watching Kogoro Mori pick up the photo on the table, with her head bowed.

"This is my father, Kenzo Hirota..."

"Hmm..." Mori Kogoro rubbed his chin and pondered. The middle-aged man in the photo was standing by the taxi with a smile on his face. He looked at the photo, and then took a closer look at the girl's delicate and clean face. He couldn't figure out why. I can only continue to ask, "He was a taxi driver before?"

"Yes." The girl bit her lips, "He came to Tokyo to look for a job, but there has been no news for many days, and the taxi company also quit his job..."

Watching Mao Lilan busily going to and from the kitchen to prepare tea for them, Conan yawned and listened to the conversation with Mori Kogoro, and slowly took out his mobile phone.

Although looking for relatives sounds like an ordinary small task, but think about the final outcome of the previous "small tasks"...

Somewhat guilty, Conan still dug out the joker's email address.

[Uncle Mori has received a new commission. A girl named Masami Hirota is asking him to help find her father.There is nothing special about it at the moment, but since I promised to tell you, I will report as promised. 】

Men with suitcases run across a pier strewn with containers.

From time to time, he looked back in panic, and there was no one behind him, as if he was being chased by something deadly.

The strenuous exercise made him gasp for breath, but what soaked his clothes behind was not the high fever caused by the exercise, but the biting cold and fear.

The thin gray clouds in the sky diluted the warm sunlight, and when it fell on the man, there was only a slight warmth, which could not dispel the chill behind him at all.

The gray-blue coastline appeared in the cracks between the containers. The man gritted his teeth, stopped looking behind him, and rushed forward dully.

Run quickly, just take this thing and run to the receiving place——

"What are you looking for, sir?" A figure turned out from behind the container in front, blocking the man's way.

"!" The running man suddenly stopped, wiped the sweat from his eyes, and saw the person standing in front clearly.

This is a slender young man with wheat-colored skin and short blond hair, with a hearty smile, as if he was greeting the customers who walked into the store.

"Go away!" The tall and strong man gritted his teeth and waved the suitcase in his hand. Before he swung it out, he saw the blond man raising his hand slowly, revealing a shiny metallic pistol.

"I'm sorry, this road doesn't work." The blond man put away his smile, and pointed at the box he was holding tightly with the muzzle of his gun, "Put the things down."

right!And this thing, this thing is very important to them!

Thinking of this, the man hugged the suitcase even more tightly, protecting his vital parts, and yelled fiercely: "Get out of the way, this thing is very fragile, as long as I give it a hard—"

"Boom-boom-"

There were two quick cracking sounds.

The words stuck in his throat, and the man let go of the suitcase, the severe pain made his mind go blank, he could no longer care about the life-threatening suitcase, hugged his blood-spattered knees and rolled on the ground, let out a shrill cry Howling.

"You're too slow, Senior Bourbon."

Goro Akechi poked his head out from the container behind the man, bent his knees, jumped off the top of the two-meter-high container, and landed lightly on the ground.

"Tsk...why did you hit your knee again." Toru Amuro gasped in displeasure, stepped forward and pulled the black box out of the man's hand, "Kumail, can you just go straight next time?" If you shoot them, the blood will flow everywhere, it's very troublesome."

"I'm going to keep alive this time," Goro Akechi tapped the earphone on his right ear, "Isn't that right, Senior Gin?"

While speaking, he removed the hot suppressor from the muzzle of the gun, shook it casually, briefly checked the gun accessories, and walked to Toru Amuro.

"Stay there and don't move, come and pick up the goods immediately." Gin's voice came from the earphones, "You are not allowed to open the box without permission."

"What's so good about opening this box?" Akechi Goro sighed, his tone sounded lacking in interest, "Isn't this the memory card I took off from Tang Zezhao... It's been so many days, and it hasn't been opened yet." It was transferred away, and someone took advantage of the loophole to steal it out. Are the members in Tokyo really okay? Tell me where are the people who are connected, let me go and ask for you?"

"Those people are trash, but you can't kill them if you want to." After warning Goro Akechi, there was a clear brake sound from Gin Wine, "Wait where you are. Don't open the box. "

The communication has been cut off here.

Tang Ze said "Hello" twice, made sure that Gin was offline, then took off his earphones, and looked at Toru Amuro in front of him.

Both raised their eyebrows and exchanged a tacit look.

When Gin walked to the place where the two were, what he saw was Bourbon and Kumel holding a corner of the box, refusing to give in to each other, with gentle and friendly smiles on their faces, and the atmosphere was tense.

The unlucky ghost whose knee was pierced by a bullet has completely passed out. His body is covered with plaster mixed with blood, and there are two large footprints on his face. He looks very uneasy, and he doesn't know who kicked him.

"Let go." Gin directly grabbed the handle of the suitcase and glanced left and right.

Obviously staring at each other for a while, the two then dropped the box at the same time as promised.

After lowering his head to confirm that there was no problem with the packaging of the box, Gin raised his head to look at his two colleagues.

Obviously, during the two minutes of hanging up the communication, the two of them must have gone through a few tricks, and the suits on their bodies were stained with dust.

After confirming that he was not killed or maimed, and that the scene can still be controlled for the time being, Gin was too lazy to talk to the pair of big and small yin and yang monsters. Walk.

Tang Ze quickly scanned the surroundings with his "third eye", and gave an OK gesture to Amuro Toru.

In the next second, the two unanimously put away their respective winery status.

"Finished changing things?" Toru Amuro clicked on Tang Ze's suitcase.

"It's finished." Tang Ze lifted the silver suitcase with the letter A printed on it, "I'm sure no one else has seen it, they won't find out."

"Why did the organization suddenly obtain Xing Chuanhui's test data." Taking out the reagent watering can and spraying it on the ground full of fighting marks, Amuro asked his own doubts.

Tang Ze took out the spray paint, shook it, sprayed it on the blood stains on the container, and sighed: "It's my problem. Xing Chuanhui's previous training results are very different from mine. I used my parents' experiments to prevaricate it." , it seems that they are somewhat skeptical about this issue."

"Can you hide your falsified data from them?" Toru Amuro asked uncertainly.

Tang Ze nodded resolutely: "Sure, this data is made with a recording tool developed by my parents, and it is the real data derived by Xing Chuanhui who repeated the experiment process overnight... Except for my parents, they can't see it .”

"It's really troublesome." Toru Amuro shook his head.

"There won't be a next time." Tang Ze shrugged easily.

After all, the current Xing Chuanhui's data is really close to that of the Persona, and the output of the data is very bluffing. According to his parents' testing standards, he definitely has special abilities.

Two days ago, Tang Ze's experiment in the palace had a satisfactory result, and there was a little unexpected joy, that is, Xing Chuanhui can really awaken the mask, but there is still a lack of suitable scenes and opportunities.

He was sure that Xing Chuanhui, who was dying, opened a pair of pure golden eyes. At that time, Tang Ze thought that he would get up on the spot and tear off a mask for himself to see...

Unfortunately not.

How good would it be if this was the world view of P3, Tang Ze put a gun in his hand and let him shoot himself, just because of his ruthlessness that doesn't really want to live, now Tang Ze might be able to fight the shadow together teammates.

Sighing, Tang Ze didn't regret it too much.

Maybe this is just like Haru Okumura in P5, there has to be a moment when he can explode his will before he can really tear off the mask on his face and reveal his true self.

The only change is probably that Tang Ze no longer just let Xing Chuanhui drive behind him to deliver water.

Don't let him try by himself, even if there is an opportunity to awaken, he will be missed. Anyway, no matter what kind of dog he is beaten, Tang Ze can pull him back. If he is beaten, he will be beaten. It is also a kind of exercise .

After thinking irresponsibly for a while, the two finished cleaning up the messy scene.

There was a "ding bell" notification sound from the phone, Tang Ze took it out to look, and found the message from Conan.

"Huh..." Wiping the sweat off his brow, Tang Ze sat down on the ground regardless of his image.

"Huh?" Toru Amuro looked over strangely, "Tired? I didn't run very far today."

"No," Tang Ze breathed a sigh of relief as he crossed his legs and patted the ashes on his gloves and clothes, "It's just that there is a solid feeling that another shoe has finally landed..."

　There is also Jiageng, writing

　　
　
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