Phantom Thief of Heart!but conan

Chapter 170 Precognitive Dreams?
Kneeling down and looking at Jiang Yuan Shinan's sleeping face with a smile on his face, Tang Ze wanted to pat him for confirmation, but after thinking about it, he felt a little dirty, so he just hit him with the barrel of a gun.

His face was crooked, and he didn't move at all.

"Don't poke Tang Ze." Xing Chuanhui's voice that couldn't bear to look directly came from the earphones, "The recording has been stopped, it's ok."

"Ah, is the filming over? That's good." Hearing these words, Tang Ze relaxed his pent-up voice, took off his mask and top hat, "This suit is completely airtight, and Akiko Sayama's purchase budget doesn't look good. High."

"Aren't you having fun?" Miyano Akemi's chuckle came from the voice, "Alright, hurry up, we'll send the video to Akiko Sayama right away."

"Okay, here we come."

Tang Ze walked to the bed, took down the camera on the drawer, and looked around to see if there was no one around, he reached out and pulled out an empty suitcase from the props bar.

Jiang Yuanshi was tall, but luckily he was thinner, so he stuffed it into the box, forced him into a curled up position, and finally stuffed him into the box.

A large living person weighing more than 100 kilograms put a lot of pressure on the suitcase. Tang Ze adjusted the angle for a while to keep it in a normal shape with no visible flaws.

There was no way, although he could take the sleepy Jiang Yuan Tokio away in many ways, but after all, it was going to be handed over to Gin and Wine, and there had to be a relatively normal delivery method to deceive people.

If Akechi Goro swaggered and carried a big living person to the meeting point...

Then Gin should have suspected him of treason and deliberately lured the police to arrest him.

After walking around the suitcase twice, Tang Ze was quite satisfied.

After thinking about it, he still put on the mask that was not very ventilated, maintained the state of the night baron, dragged the suitcase, and walked to the balcony with a wide view.

Izu Princess Hotel adopts a bit of dislocation design from the 20th floor. The layout of the 20th-24th floor is slightly staggered from the downstairs rooms. From the right side of the balcony of 2101 where Tokio Ehara is located, the balcony on the 19th floor can be directly seen.

Tang Ze lowered his head and looked down along the railing.

On the balcony of room 1901, the handsome Akiko Sayama widened her eyes, looking up at him standing on the balcony, holding a suitcase in his hand.

She must have received an email from Mingmei and the others, looking at him with anticipation and fear, and the horizontal Ji Feng blowing her neat short hair kept flying.

The black robe on Tang Ze's body was also rolled up into black waves by the violent wind.

He raised his hand, raised his top hat, and motioned to her.

Akiko Sayama tightly grasped the stone bricks on the edge of the balcony with ten fingers. The rough facade made her fingertips hurt, but at this moment she could only hear the whistling wind in her ears and her own violent heartbeat.

Under her unbelievable gaze, the night baron in black was holding a huge suitcase in one hand, like a traveler about to set off, he climbed onto the balcony railing on the 21st floor.

After watching the video, Akiko Sayama knew that there was her enemy, Tokio Ehara, who didn't know his life or death.

The Night Baron turned his back and bowed slightly to her, like a drama actor at the end of a curtain call, he fell backwards and fell straight down from the height of the 21st floor.

Akiko Sayama was lying on the railing in surprise, only to find that the rapidly falling figure, together with the luggage in his hand, disappeared in mid-air.

Outside the building, there is only the rustling wind and the empty starry sky.

The "Night Baron" disappeared.

Just like a real monster thief.

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Mori Kogoro fell on the bed, snoring lightly.

Mao Lilan was lying on another big bed, smiling, and also fell asleep.

Lying on the large sofa bed, Conan tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

Today, I met all the participants of the event, exchanged important information with Tang Ze, and enjoyed the charming beach and delicious meal. Everything went smoothly.

It was a Christmas night when nothing happened.

This kind of peace made him a little uneasy, and he had a feeling that everything should not be so peaceful.

What is the purpose of the organization looking for "tainted" programmers?
"Night Baron", a powerful virus that will destroy all the data of the target computer, because the computers that have been ravaged by it have lost all data, and it is difficult to recover, so far we don't know how it works, and there is no way to stop it effective means.

Just like the mysterious Phantom Thief in his father's novel, he came and went without a trace, killing people invisible.

How were these people connected by the "Night Baron"?
All kinds of puzzles lingered in his mind. He pulled the blanket on his body, and he always felt that in the quiet night, apart from the fierce sea breeze, there was also a low whimper.

Like sadness, but also like relief...

After tossing and turning for a long time, he fell asleep in anxiety.

That night, he slept very lightly, and he could hear the noises of the other two people in the room, but unexpectedly had a dream.

In the dream, I only saw the Baron of the Night wearing a top hat, his black robe and cloak dancing wildly in the strong wind, and the man wearing a smiling face stood upright like a bamboo at the highest point of the hotel, standing on the narrow railing of the watchtower and opened his arms to the sky.

Following his movements, the clear blue sky slowly twisted and rolled, as if there were countless flesh and blood rolling and moaning in it, everything twisted like purgatory.

The sky seemed to be torn apart by this nightmarish figure, and the wounds and souls of the world were gradually torn apart with his hands dancing wildly like a conductor.

He seemed to have torn off the outer skin of the world, exposing the inner blood vessels and muscles.

Listening to the humming and howling from the wound, the person under the smiling face let out hoarse laughter.

In the scene of the end of the day, a white-haired figure approached the Night Baron who was facing the sky.

An extremely long red scarf was wrapped around his neck, flying upside down in the wind, extending towards the sky, as if inserted into the bloody scar, absorbing nutrients from it.

The white-haired boy's eyes were covered by black cloth strips, and he got closer and closer to the laughing Baron of the Night, stretched out his hand, and pushed him off without hesitation.

The Night Baron's laughter stopped abruptly, like a puppet that had lost control, fell straight to the ground, hit the statue of a knight holding a sword hilt in the center of the open-air restaurant, and was pierced through the chest by the sword blade.

Black mud splashed from his chest, and the pale mask became the face of a corpse, solidified on his face.

And above the sky, the torn scar slowly closed, and the stars and the moon rose up.

As the twilight fell, Joker's red scarf twirled into a pair of crimson wings, wrapping him gently.

Like a mother's hug.

The red figure stood in the midst of a high-hanging full moon, like a huge golden pupil, with cat-like red vertical pupils opened.

The vertical pupil looked at him.

Conan was taken aback and sat up.

"Conan!" Seeing the little boy suddenly twitch twice and bounce off the sofa, Mao Lilan who came to wake him up was startled, "What's wrong?"

Conan rubbed his head blankly, the dream just now was still flashing in his mind piecemeal.

A dream that makes people a little frightened, but also inexplicably touched...

He subconsciously looked out the window.

The faint moon shadow is still hanging on the other side of the sky, and the gentle morning sun rises from the coastline, reflecting the warm orange red on the blue Izu coast.

It was still early, a cloudless morning.

"...What a strange dream." Conan scratched the back of his neck, somewhat inexplicable.

　|ω｀) The inspiration is a big success, it belongs to

　　
　
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