Phantom Thief of Heart!but conan

Chapter 161 Miserable is the characteristic of the Phantom Thieves, you have to taste it

The brisk jazz music streamed from the speaker, Tang Ze looked at the continuous green shade outside the window, slowly stretched his waist, turned his side, and hid the half that was scorched by the sun into the shadow, so he was facing Xing Chuanhui An autistic expression with his head down and silently playing with his fingers.

"Hey, cheer up." Tang Ze kicked him with his toe, "I want you to go on a trip and relax, it's like I'm persecuting you."

Xing Chuanhui turned his head and glanced at him, but didn't speak.

"Tang Ze is right, Xingchuan, you are too nervous." Akemi Miyano, who was concentrating on driving, raised her eyes and glanced at the rearview mirror.

Because they are both called Akira, usually when the two are present at the same time, Miyano Akemi will not call Karasawa Azhao, but will call him by his surname.

"...Is it really okay to relax like this?" Xing Chuanhui sighed helplessly, "Sister Mingmei is not suitable for going out casually now, and I also..."

"Don't worry, the organization is not as scary as you imagined." Tang Ze waved his hand, slumped on the seat without moving, "If they really had the energy and ability to stare at everyone, Mr. Amuro's undercover would have been exposed long ago. .”

In fact, the organization is not only unaware, the travel expenses of the three of them this time are still on the account of the organization.

Tang Ze's purpose is that his phantom thieves group is to ruthlessly organize rice, this blood, he is sure to suck it!
Tang Ze is not very clear about how the organization screens and monitors code members.

Just looking at Toru Amuro, he feels that the organization has no control over the members. It can't be said that there is no such thing at all. It can only be said that the focus is on participation.

Toru Amuro not only wears multiple jobs, but also often goes directly to the police headquarters to meet directly with the zero team under him, and sometimes he will do his duty as an enthusiastic citizen, helping an old woman cross the road, beating up a thief, etc. ...

Thinking of Mr. Gong An, who worked as a waiter in a cafe every day and looked at him with sharp eyes, Xing Chuanhui pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, speechless.

"Okay, I'm leaving Tokyo, take this off for me too." Tang Ze stretched out his hand and pulled off the big glasses covering his face, "Even if you have the same face as 'Akechi Goro', As long as you change your hairstyle, no one will recognize it. You look too dark now, show me your eyes."

Xing Chuanhui grabbed his glasses reflexively, trying to stop Tang Ze's movements.

The question is, Tang Ze's buffed strength value, how can Xing Chuanhui stop it?
With a crisp sound of "click", Xing Chuanhui's black-rimmed glasses, which he had been wearing for several months, broke straight down the middle without any accident.

Xing Chuanhui: "..."

"Hahaha, I really don't need to wear it now." Tang Ze shook the half in his hand, laughed, opened the car window, and let the air mixed with dust and trees smell from both sides of the road. into the car.

"Hey! Tang Ze!" Xing Chuanhui raised his hand to block the oncoming wind, and shouted against the wind.

They were driving at high speed on the road to Izu, Tang Ze opened the car window to the bottom, Xing Chuanhui quickly reached out to block it, but failed to keep his hairstyle, and the bundled ponytail was blown loose.

Tang Ze opened his hands, letting the wind blow his fluffy hair into a mess, and threw the half-used glasses in his hand out the window.

"Going out on vacation is just to have fun!"

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"This hotel also has a private beach..." Miyano Akemi braided her long hair into a bundle and put it behind her head, hugging the swimming ring, hesitated for a moment, and then followed Tang Ze's pace, wearing light slippers. Pass the hotel lobby.

"Actually, there is a VIP-only swimming pool on the 9th floor, but they all come to the beach. Wouldn't it be boring not to go to the beach?" Tang Ze, who was wearing swimming trunks and a shirt, was the most comfortable of the three.

He glanced at Xing Chuanhui, who covered his entire face with the hood, and said with a smile: "If you are not allowed to wear glasses, just cover your face, won't it be hot?"

Xing Chuanhui raised his hand and pressed the hood, to prevent Tang Ze from coming up to pull it again, he reluctantly said: "The sun is so big, it's very hot, it will be hot if you don't block it."

"Sun and heat don't mean the same thing. It's true to be careful and apply more sunscreen." This time, Tang Ze didn't pull off his hat, but grabbed the zipper of his coat and pulled it to the bottom, " It's fine if you don't want to go into the water, let me go to the beach and bask in the sun, you're almost moldy at home."

Before Xing Chuanhui had time to rip off his shirt in retaliation, Tang Ze quickened his pace and stepped lightly into the soft white sand.

"This guy..." Xing Chuanhui looked at Tang Ze's back running towards the coastline, shook his head, and let go of his hood.

Miyano Akemi watched them squabble for a while with a smile, and then came over, side by side with Xing Chuanhui, walked out of the hotel's wooden plank pier, and stepped into the sand tentatively.

The white sand slowly sinking under her feet submerged her soles and toes at once. This touch made her raise her eyebrows in amazement, and took a few steps on the spot.

Not far away, Tang Ze threw away his shirt and plunged into the sea.

Miyano Akemi watched his movements, bent down, took off her shoes and put them in her hands, followed the string of footprints left by Tang Ze while running, and stepped on the hot sand with her bare feet.

"Tang Ze, maybe he wants us to experience the feeling of vacation." She walked towards the direction where Tang Ze entered the water, and said to Xing Chuanhui, who was equally surprised and uncomfortable, "The beach, the seaside... Actually, how many of us are there?" I haven't really experienced it before."

After the death of her parents, Miyano Akemi was supported by the organization until she graduated from university.

Although she is not an operative and will not participate in the organization's training, she has only briefly learned how to use some firearms, and the organization's related matters do not take up her vacation time too much, but Miyano Akemi, who has never trusted the organization, spends most of her holidays on her own Working part-time, racking my brains to save some wealth that can avoid the eyes and ears of the organization, and make a way out for myself and my ambitions, it is impossible to have the thought of going to the beach.

Not to mention Xing Chuanhui.

To this society, he is basically a "non-existent person".

Either be locked up in Shigehiko Tunkou's mansion, living quietly, or thrown into the organization's training base or laboratory, and he didn't even go to school for a few years in the first 18 years.

Xing Chuanhui turned his gaze to Tang Ze's direction.

Tang Ze's water skills are very good, without any goggles or snorkel or other equipment, he still floats and sinks freely in the waves like a free fish.

"...He doesn't look like he has never experienced the beach." Xing Chuanhui gestured to Tang Ze who was swimming in the shallows, bent down to pick up the shirt he threw away, and sat on the beach chair next to him, " Looks very comfortable."

"Because if even he is uncomfortable, the two of us might not even want to leave the room." Miyano Akemi rolled her eyes and sat on another recliner beside him, "Tang Ze Ah, until he was 10 years old, his autism was cured by his uncle and aunt, but after that, his uncle and aunt were taken away from Japan by the organization, and he grew up alone in the island alone, and the organization took him as a hostage Their hostage will not allow him to really escape from control."

In other words, although Tang Ze went to school normally for 8 years, his loneliness and solitude are no less compared to the two of them.

Xing Chuan Hui paused, looked at Tang Ze's shirt covered with fine sand in his hand, and hung it on the armrest of the beach chair.

"What did you say to tell me to relax a bit..." He sighed, "Isn't he pretending to be happy too?"

Although Tang Ze can't be called a cleanliness freak, he is a bit of a clean freak. He would never do such an act of casually throwing his underwear on the ground.

"He has such a personality," Miyano Akemi held her chin, watching her younger brother raised his head to take a breath in the gap between the white waves, with emotion and a smile on his face, "You should also know. He It's the kind of idiot who hides his negative emotions and is afraid of being cared about."

Xing Chuanhui patted the sand on the shirt. Because it is made of breathable cotton and linen, it is difficult to shake off the fine sand and gravel once it gets on it. It seems impossible to wear it a second time.

He shook his head and took off his hooded coat, revealing his face.

He hung the coat on the armrest on the other side, ready to be used by Tang Ze who came up without a coat.

"Yeah, it's an idiot."

(End of this chapter)