Phantom Thief of Heart!but conan

Chapter 21

Tang Ze bent over, looking straight at the sweaty primary school student.

Tang Ze thought to himself, Conan's appearance is quite funny, his mouth is open and his eyes are motionless, like a petrified hamster.

He got an anesthetic injection, of course it wasn't an accident, it was because of the proximity of the garden, he deliberately touched porcelain.

According to his previous speculation, all the main characters on the red side can trigger coop, and Tang Ze, a big protagonist like Conan, has no reason not to try it, but Tang Zezhao's identity is a bit embarrassing.

The day he transferred to another school happened to be the beginning of Kudo Shinichi's absence from work. The two of them had never met as classmates, and Tang Ze's current situation surrounded by organizations was not suitable for getting acquainted with Conan. The reckless man who bugged his Porsche with gin and wine is prone to trouble.

Tang Ze wondered, since the conditions for triggering a coop are key words such as agreement, transaction, and contract, then grabbing the handle is also a kind of transaction, right?

Conan's biggest problem is the vest problem that everyone in the red side knows.

Today is sunny and sunny, and it is a good day for picking horses. The murder case came not too early or too late, and the timing was just right, so Tang Ze took the opportunity to touch a porcelain.

"It seems that you are a kid with a secret, Conan-kun." Tang Ze turned his back to the crowd, made a sinister expression that was not kind, staring at Conan broke out in cold sweat again, and then stood up straight with a smile.

"Student Mao Li!" Tang Ze raised his voice and shouted.

"No, wait...!" Conan took a step in shock and wanted to stop Tang Ze from continuing, but he was not as tall as Tang Ze's waist and could only reach Tang Ze's elbow.

"What's wrong?" Mao Lilan looked over in confusion.

No!Conan tightly grasped Tang Ze's forearm, hanging on his legs in vain, screaming in his heart.

"Can this little friend borrow me for a while?" Conan, who was hanging on Tang Ze's body, put his hands on his chin and raised him to his chest, "He helped the case a lot today and is very capable. I promised him that I would invite him to eat cake."

"Is this kid messing with you? Don't be so polite." Mao Lilan looked at Conan who was in a daze, feeling embarrassed.

"No, no, he found a very important piece of evidence today and made great contributions. He is a very good little detective, right?" Tang Ze put down Conan, who was in a state of ups and downs, and patted the circle with a smile. yo head.

Conan, who was slapped by Tang Ze, blinked, the system restarted successfully, and quickly shouted in a child's tone: "Yes! I want to eat cake, brother take me to eat cake!"

Conan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, as long as Xiaolan doesn't find out, it's fine.

Tang Ze doesn't know Kudo Shinichi, even if he thinks his behavior is abnormal, maybe he won't think of his real identity... right...

After all, it is something that goes against common sense for adults to become smaller...

Feeling lucky, Conan thought about it in his heart.

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For Tang Ze, a new neighbor who is considerate and has a good temper, Mao Lilan is not wary, but is worried that the rambunctious brat will cause trouble.

After telling Conan a few words, she let Tang Ze take away the fake primary school student.

The main entrance of the art museum has been surrounded by journalists who have heard the news, and the police officer in charge of handling the case is being blocked in front of the door for interviews. Tang Ze watched the battle from a distance, decided to avoid the main entrance, and pulled Conan away from the side exit. .

Without breaking his promise, Tang Ze actually went to the shopping street to find a dessert shop.

"You don't seem to want to take the initiative to communicate with me, so let me talk about it first." Tang Ze stirred the warm coffee, looked at Conan who was sitting across from him staring at the cake plate, "Since there is 'Sleeping Tang Zezhao', The name 'Sleeping Mori Kogoro' was also created by you, right? I rarely saw Mr. Mori on the social pages before, and it was only a few days after you stayed at their house that Mr. Mori was born..."

"!" Conan tightened his hands on his knees, and raised his head to meet Tang Ze's gaze.

"It seems that I have hit the mark, this little friend." Tang Ze held a piece of sugar cube between his index finger and middle finger, making a "yeah" scissors hand, "Next question, is your name 'Edogawa Conan? ’, a schoolboy? Didn’t anyone warn you that your acting skills are really bad?”

Conan's vest problem is one of the indescribable slots in Conan's comics.

Conan's performance is too outrageous, first-grade elementary school students, entering and exiting the scene of the murder case is like entering an uninhabited land, making an emergency landing to fly a plane, and kicking a football to a satellite, so that almost all intelligent characters with a little bit of red squares will be lost after a few rounds of pulling. Discovered that Conan is Kudo Shinichi.

Even Mori Kogoro, whose neck was tied up like a hedgehog, was able to react. His vest protrudes to prevent stupidity.

Conan is basically in the real-name online state in the red party, and if he disagrees, he takes a temporary antidote and shakes it on the tuba. In the end, in order to smooth things over, Gin made a strange setting that he can't remember the dead. , called a grand amnestic.

Conan looked at the sugar cube submerged in the coffee cup, endured it, but still couldn't help whispering: "It can't be..."

"You can only deceive careless people." Tang Ze commented pertinently, "You are also in school now... Take a serious look at the children in your grade, and then look at you, smart kid, smart The older children and the smart adults, though both smart, acted quite differently, let me guess..."

Tang Ze held another piece of sugar cube, and slowly swung it back and forth in front of Conan's eyes: "You are definitely not an adult, but you are not too young... a high school student?"

Conan's horrified gaze followed his finger shaking, which was quite amusing, like a cat.

Tang Ze also threw this cube of sugar into the coffee cup, and the falling cube caused a little splash. Conan watched the white sugar slowly melt and sink, and always felt that it was a metaphor for his current fragile disguise.

"High school student, detective, high school detective in Tokyo..." Tang Ze held another sugar cube and hung it on the cup, tilted his head as if thinking, and said slowly, "Well, although I don't know how you do it Yes, but the Tokyo high school student detective whose whereabouts have been mysterious recently—"

With a soft "plop", Tang Ze let go of his fingers, and the sugar cube also fell into the coffee.

Conan moved backwards slowly, leaning his back against the back of the seat, not knowing whether he wanted to stay away from Tang Ze who was speaking terrible lines, or to give himself some physical support.

When the point was over, Tang Ze swallowed back the name that was already on his lips, and did not continue his logical chain explanation.

He blinked his right eye, took a sip of the coffee that he had sweetened with sugar.

When he put down the porcelain cup again, there was a crisp "click" sound between the bottom of the cup and the chassis, like a chess piece hitting the chessboard heavily.

"Checkmate." Tang Ze concluded.

　Chapter 2 is still a little later, I will write after work before I finish the get off work [lay]

　　
　
(End of this chapter)