Phantom Thief of Heart!but conan

Chapter 133 The Story from Akemi Miyano's Perspective

"So, you are the child who participated in the experiments of my uncle and aunt." Miyano Akemi said suddenly after listening to Xing Chuanhui's flat and dry narration with her long wet hair loose and holding a cup of warm instant coffee.

"Yeah." Xing Chuanhui lowered his gaze, his Adam's apple moved, but still didn't mention Shigehiko Tunkou, just said, "I haven't seen the hosts of the experiment, but I saw you at that time."

Akemi Miyano lowered her head, looked at the steaming coffee in her hand, and said softly: "Yes, I was still in college at the time, and because of the requirements of the organization, I entered the laboratory as an assistant researcher for a period of time... I'm sorry, Those experiments were painful, weren't they?"

"I can't remember clearly." Xing Chuanhui said honestly, "My memory of that time is very vague and chaotic. I'm just surprised that the experiments organized directly on the human body were obviously illegal, but that This laboratory is a laboratory funded by a regular pharmaceutical company... I didn't expect such a large company to be related to the organization."

When it comes to experiments, Xing Chuanhui doesn't quite understand, but when it comes to being experimented, his work experience is much longer.

In the beginning, he was not pulled into a serious laboratory, but was fed a lot of unknown drugs during the training, and a special person would draw blood for them every day, do tests and records.

Later, I also tried some strange instruments, some felt nothing, and some seemed to be tortured...

But these all seem to be "unorthodox". He has never felt that the organization is doing any systematic medical research. He just thinks that he has obtained some illegal drugs and medical devices and is using them for testing.

Until that experience of entering the laboratory.

In the 20-story research building, the windows are bright and clean. Employees in uniforms and white coats walk through the bright sunlight. The translucent floor-to-ceiling glass forms a wide arc, as if embracing the entire Tokyo morning.

Xing Chuanhui walked on the aisle full of sense of technology and future, but seemed to be choked by a thick shadow.

If even such a clean place is just a branch growing from the root system of the organization, if the organization is so ubiquitous that it has already penetrated into the blood circulation of society, then is there any difference between walking in the dark or in the light?

Akemi Miyano smiled wryly, and said sadly: "If you didn't step into it, who would have thought that a criminal organization would have so many things in its hands? If we could realize this earlier, maybe we, and Tang Ze, would not It will be where it is today.”

"Why do you say that?"

It was not Xing Chuanhui who spoke, but Tang Ze who walked in.

He has already removed his disguise, but he is still wearing Akechi Goro's khaki clothes, and he puts his fingers in his hair to shake it off as he walks - Tang Ze's own hair is relatively hard, and it is usually very fluffy. Every time I use Akechi Goro's leather case, I have to spray a lot to set it.

"Why do you have such an ugly expression? The battle plan was executed successfully. Be happy, both of you." Tang Ze threw the suitcase aside and relaxed into the sofa, "Don't worry about the police, they basically believe that You're dead...ah, what a busy day, luckily it didn't turn out too bad."

"Don't you need to go back to the cafe?" Xing Chuanhui threw a can of iced coffee to Tang Ze.

Although it was true that Tang Ze bought the house, he himself hadn't lived here for a few days. He still lived in the small attic of the cafe every day. Anyone who saw it would say he was taken advantage of.

"No, I've greeted Mr. Amuro, and I'll stay here tonight." Tang Ze pulled the tab of the can, turned his gaze between the two of them, stayed on Xing Chuanhui, and brought up the question just now. Question, "What were you talking about just now? Why is the atmosphere so heavy."

"... We talked about the research institute of the organization." Xing Chuanhui couldn't match Tang Ze's penetrating eyes, and surrendered first, "We are talking about it, it is hard to imagine that many pharmaceutical companies have connections with the organization... If I didn't personally I have participated in many experiments, even if I am a member of the organization, I really can't imagine it."

Miyano Akemi clenched the white porcelain cup in her hand, and let out a long sigh.

"If I could have noticed earlier, the power behind those research institutes..." Muttering to herself, Miyano Akemi looked at Tang Ze. At this moment without him in disguise, she couldn't help smiling nostalgic , "Our destiny may be completely different from what it is now."

Tang Ze's expression changed, and he sat up straight from the soft sofa.

About how Miyano and his wife fell into the organization, Tang Ze still has some understanding, but about Tang Zezhao, about Tang Ze and Ichikawa couple, he is relatively unfamiliar.

Miyano Akemi, who has lived in the organization for nearly 20 years, may be the person who knows their situation best in the world.

"Sister Mingmei, when it comes to this, I've always had doubts. Parents, why do they have anything to do with the organization?" Tang Ze put the coffee to his mouth and said while thinking, "Strictly speaking, what do I do to them? What kind of research I was doing, why the organization pursued me, I found the answer only after receiving their relics. I don’t understand, I don’t think they are people who will join criminal organizations...”

Eventually there will be this question...

Tonight, after seeing Tang Ze, Miyano Akemi knew that some things were unavoidable.She looked at Tang Ze seriously.

She saw him at the age of 10 in the photos of his uncle and aunt. The cute-looking boy looked timid, twitching the corners of his mouth towards the camera strangely, as if he was not used to smiling.

This child has already grown taller than her.

"Yeah...you have the right to know the truth. But Ah Zhao, no matter what you hear next..." Miyano Akemi looked at Tang Ze with soft eyes. She reached out and touched Tang Ze with the palm warmed by coffee. Touching Tang Ze's cool cheeks all the way back with the night breeze blowing, "You have to understand that this is not your fault, nor their fault."

Tang Ze was stunned for a moment, and instead of avoiding her touch, he just nodded obediently: "Yes, I see."

It is indeed the fault of the Dogecoin organization. The Shiliang family are all victims of being entrapped by the organization, so I understand.

"Azhao, since you know about our relationship, you should know that your mother Tang Zeleona is my mother's younger sister. When she came to Japan to attend my parents' wedding, she met one of my father's scientists. Good friend, that is, your father, Karasawa Ichikawa. A few years later, she married Karasawa Ichikawa and also settled in Japan. At this time, my father, who was excluded from the mainstream scientific community, decided to accept the Karasuma Group funding to start doing my own research.”

Having said that, Miyano Akemi smiled wryly twice.

All the antecedents seemed to start with her father, the "mad scientist".

"My father Koji Miyano, he is called a 'mad scientist', most people in the academic world do not agree with his ideas, his research career has been very depressed, very few people agree with his views, let alone A large sum of money has been used to fund his research. Your father is his rare scholar friend..."

Tang Ze raised his eyebrows, understood her subtext, and continued, "Because my father is also a 'lunatic' whose views are contrary to mainstream academic circles and are not recognized."

Isn’t it true that the crap of “Cognitive Hexology” just sounds like civil science, and the Miyano couple who worked on “Silver Bullet” even came up with black technology like APTX4869...

In the eyes of normal scholars, this family is simply a civil science meeting, and they went together with their hair.

(End of this chapter)