Phantom Thief of Heart!but conan

Chapter 13 "The Phantom Thieves of the Heart"

"Very sleepy--"

Tang Ze yawned in front of the mirror.

He was exhausted, but he still had to walk back to the coffee shop, and then quietly hid for a long time to cut the newspaper to make a notice letter, and then had to arrange for it to be sent out. Half directly collapsed.

So when the cafe closed, he watched Toru Amuro leave with relief in his eyes.

Knowing that someone is more tired than yourself makes me happy.

The teenager in the mirror is wearing a short double-breasted tuxedo on his upper body, and a pair of knee shorts on his lower body. The scarf wrapped around his neck floats behind his back against gravity, giving him a seasonally disordered beauty.

The most outrageous thing has to be this mask.

"Is this called a mask?" Tang Ze moved closer to the mirror and pulled it, "This is called a blindfold!"

The upper half of his face was covered by a flat semicircular mask, and there were no holes for eyes at all.

What high imitation 9s.

I don't know why, but this mask—let's admit it is a mask—doesn't block any vision, but it looks like a smooth leather blindfold from the outside, as if someone had tied his eyes with cloth strips.

After studying the mask for a while, and studying the gently fluttering scarf for a while, Tang Ze turned off the Phantom Thief form.

In short, he has a new skin that can be changed with one click.

Being able to appear in the Phantom Thief suit in the real world, and cover his characteristic eyes, is a new vest.

Good things are all good things.

Tang Ze folded his hands on his chest and fell asleep in a particularly peaceful posture.

Now there is only one thing left, why not torture Leon severely in his dream?

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When Tang Ze was playing in his dream, many people couldn't fall asleep.

On the street outside the Maru's house, the residents passing by were whispering.

Due to the bad character of the Patriarch of the Maru House, none of the neighbors dared to come forward to watch, but the small cards plastered all over the exterior walls of the Maru House and thrown all over the street were really eye-catching.

Little chanting sounds are everywhere.

"The despicable villain of "greed", Mr. Marudenjiro. "The woman passing by the alley leaned closer to the paper on the wall.

"You use money to torture the suffering people, trample on their dignity, and trample other people's treasures and painstaking efforts into the dust. We know all about your shameless deeds." The office worker who picked up the card leaned closer to the words on it.

"Tomorrow, we will make you bear the consequences for all your crimes." The servant tremblingly held the card and read it word by word, "We accept your twisted desire. Sincerely, Phantom Thieves of Heart."

"Bang!" Marudenjiro hammered the table, splashing the tea in the cup.

"Who did it?!" Although Marudenjiro was over a hundred and a half years old, he roared full of anger, "Tear up this garbage for me, smash it all up and throw it away!"

"I don't know, master." The manservant lowered his head, not daring to look at his blushing face. "The outer walls are covered with these, and there are also on the street. The whole block is full of..."

"What about the monitoring, what about the security outside the door?!"

"Surveillance only captured a few children pasted on the door. They said they picked them up on the street..."

Marudenjiro's face was livid, he snatched three or four pieces of paper from the servant's hand, clenched them into a ball, and threw them on the servant's body: "Hurry up and clean up all the useless things!"

"Yes!" The male servant didn't dare to delay, and went out as if fleeing.
Marudenjiro panted heavily, and sat on the table angrily staring at the ball of paper that fell to the ground.

His wife, Marunane, sat on the other side, covered her smiling lips with a teacup, and looked at his distraught appearance coldly.

Maru Rice was faintly aware of the deeds he did.

Is there anything wrong with this piece of paper?
The business of the Maru Group is booming, and Marudenjiro is not a person who is short of millions of yen, but he always has to do some dirty things, as if earning these dirty money makes him more satisfied.

"Okay husband, maybe someone is jealous of the family's recent booming business and spreading rumors to tarnish your reputation?" Mrs. Maru smiled hypocritically, "It's all arrogant nonsense, don't be angry."

Marudenjiro glared at her bitterly: "What do you know, spreading such rumors will damage the store's reputation! Forget it, why am I telling you this?"

This woman's whereabouts have become more and more sneaky in recent days, and she is absent-minded at home. Marudenjiro suspects that she has a lover outside, and is entrusting a detective to investigate the matter. Seeing her smiling face, he is upset.

There are useless waste everywhere, Marudenjiro got up angrily and left, and walked to the storage room where the collection was placed.

Rather than the nonsense of "paying the consequences for all crimes", he is more willing to believe that this kind of provocation under the name of "Phantom Thieves" is probably targeting his collections.

Although the means of collection may not be bright, Marudenjiro has never shy away from displaying his rich collection. In addition to being a successful entrepreneur, he is also a famous collector.

Don't be some low-level scum who can't pay back the money, looking for someone to steal things away, right?

Marudenjiro thought darkly in his heart.

On the other side of the world that he himself didn't know, the shadow Maru Denjiro wearing a crown suit had a gloomy and terrifying expression, picked up a samurai sword from the wall, and drew out the sharp blade.

"Damn little thief, want to covet my treasure? I will let you wait, there will be no return!"

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"Target has no relevant training background."

"Are you sure?"

"We have collected information about the target's life in the past ten years. The target has no long-term absenteeism record in middle school and high school, which is completely in line with the life trajectory of ordinary students."

On the top floor of the apartment opposite the cafe, Akai Shuichi, who rented here, frowned when he heard the new news from his colleagues on the phone.

"It's impossible for him to be an ordinary kid who can get rid of all the stalking in such a short period of time."

There are a few photos in front of Akai Shuichi, which are impressively captured moments when Tang Ze was hit by someone in the shopping street in the afternoon.

There are scenes of Tang Ze turning his head in surprise, and the scene of him raising his fists to block, and finally reaching out to support the other party.

"You have also seen the screenshots. The target instinctively made a defensive reaction, and his hands and feet were coordinated and swift. He has very solid basic skills in boxing or fighting."

If these photos were shown to Toru Amuro, he would immediately feel strangely familiar.

Isn't this Toru Amuro's actual combat habit?
"There is no gap after junior high school, so what about before junior high school?" Akai Shuichi asked thoughtfully.

"Xiu, the target was an eleven or twelve-year-old child at the time..."

"Don't forget, he is the child of Tang Ze and his wife." Akai Shuichi switched the phone to the other side, took out the lighter to light a cigarette, and put the photo in front of him in the ashtray, and also lit it, "Eleven or twelve years old At the time, the target has not left their side."

The other end of the phone was silent for a few seconds, before hesitatingly asked: "Will Tang Ze and his wife conduct experiments on their own children?"

"It's not an experiment." Akai Hideichi smoked a cigarette, leaning against the window overlooking the dark street, "Tang Ze and his wife started their research work for Tang Zezhao.

"If there is anything in the world that best reflects their research results, it must be Tang Zezhao himself."

(End of this chapter)