Phantom Thief of Heart!but conan

Chapter 219 Tang Ze: Pisco——【Sorrow】

"Hey, I'm going to have a good talk with joker when I get back..." Conan, who was a little tired, rubbed his neck and walked on the road to 2-chome.

The work of coaxing children is a little more troublesome than he imagined.

It took Ayumi alone more than ten minutes of tongue-in-cheek to make the little girl stop crying again. Even Genta, who has always had a bad temper, pulled him awkwardly and asked him about the status of the joker for a while.

Although it's good to see these guys calm down a little bit, but leave this kind of work of coaxing children to him who is also a child now...

This Joker guy definitely did it on purpose.

"But he said it so happily. He obviously told me that people in the organization like to wear black clothes." At this time, there was no one else around, and he didn't need to hide his identity, and he directly complained, "The information he provided himself is now And blame me for being too sensitive, I just want to see him laugh at me."

Kudo Shinichi really spared no effort to search for the existence of the organization.

I really don't know where Tang Ze's inexplicable confidence in him came from, and he insisted on specifically telling her that there is no need to conceal Kudo Qian's news.

But the organization can't be handled by him alone... Well, Tang Ze and his sister can't do it either.

...plus the Japanese public security...

Well, it seems that it is indeed a decent force.

...Why on earth did so many people gather around Kudo in such a short period of time? Even though he didn't know much about Tang Ze and the identity of the waiter in the coffee shop, the concentration of combat power was astonishing.

Hui Yuanai, who had been spoiled a lot by Tang Ze, rubbed her head and decided to reveal a little more information.

"He's not completely wrong." Hui Yuanai first affirmed this part of the news, and then said cautiously, "The members of the organization have a division of labor. Like the gin, vodka, People like Tequila, the main style of dressing is indeed as he said, basically black clothes. Even if this kind of dress is a little conspicuous during the day, anyway, they don’t have any need to hide their identities. Basically, they are working when they show up. And their job... you know."

Conan raised his brows: "Assassination, transaction, silence... In short, there are very few witnesses."

"Exactly. As for the only witnesses...you are also a witness yourself, Kudo, aren't you?" Hui Yuanai made a playful expression.

Conan put his hands behind his head and sighed: "Ha, you are right. You said that people in the organization have a division of labor, so what about other than them?"

"I'm not other than them." Hui Yuanai tightened his schoolbag, "There are also many members in the organization doing other things. If you always focus on the black clothes, you will miss many important clues."

"Okay, okay, I admit that you are right. However, it is okay to pay more attention to the guys in black, as you said, it is easier to find than those who are difficult to distinguish among ordinary people."

"Then you might as well pay more attention to other characteristics." Hui Yuanai shrugged, "For example, Gin has his own favorite car, basically as long as he uses the car within Tokyo, he will not change it at will, it is very conspicuous, it is a car. A well maintained antique car, a Porsche... 356...A..."

Hui Yuanai's speech became slower and slower, and at the end, she looked straight ahead with a pale face, unable to take a single step.

"What's wrong?" Conan, who didn't know why, looked back at her, saw her big eyes widened, and followed her line of sight to look forward.

...I saw a black antique Porsche sports car parked on the side of the road.

"?!" Conan's spirit lifted instantly, and he immediately accelerated his pace and ran towards the car.

"Wait, Gong... Conan!" Hui Yuanai stretched out his hand to grab it, but it was empty, and he could only clenched his teeth and chased after him in a few steps.

Really, how long has it been since I was trained to be reckless after taking turns, is it an hour?Why did it start to go wrong again?
Detectives are such a nasty species!
Haoxuan Conan finally remembered not to leave too obvious marks, he didn't slap on the car door and groped, but he immediately moved close to the car window, trying to see the interior clearly.

"Wait a minute, why are you in such a hurry!" Hui Yuanai grabbed his schoolbag and stopped him, "This may not be his car, it may just be the same model!"

No, it might really be Gin's car.

Hui Yuanai knew very well that an antique sports car like this is very rare, and the probability of encountering the same model on the side of the road is quite low. This car has a high probability of being Gin.

But because of this, she couldn't let Kudo investigate at will.

Gin is a mission machine that puts efficiency first and has no emotions. It is impossible for him to drive out aimlessly and wander around. He must be doing missions nearby at this time.

With Gin's keenness, it is impossible for him not to notice that someone has moved his car. If any evidence is accidentally left behind, then Kudo, her, Tang Ze, etc. will all be ruined.

What's more, it's just over a kilometer away from Silver Fox's stronghold. Now Tang Ze is wearing Akechi Goro's vest and moving around. Maybe he will meet Gin at this time. If Kudo sees this The picture of Gin and Wise acting together...

Hiss...then...

"This kind of antique car is still rare. Even if it's not their car, then it's enough to stop eavesdropping." Excited Conan was still close to the car door, ignoring Hui Yuanai's exhausted dragging, Reaching out to tear off a letter transmitter from the button, "I'll find a way to stick it into the compartment first...Let me think..."

Huiyuan Ai's face turned red, but he couldn't pull Conan away from the excitement, so he could only let go of his hand helplessly, and tried to dissuade him again: "Even if it is really Gin's car, if you are discovered by him, the consequences will be disastrous !"

"I understand, so I will be careful." Conan showed the transmitter in his hand confidently, "After the incident with Ms. Masami Hirota last time, I told the doctor that the transmitter's The stickers are still too easy to expose and not concealed enough, so the doctor helped me upgrade the way of pasting... This is an antique car, and there is still a lot of sinking space under the window, as long as I stick things in this position ..."

As he said that, Conan buried his head and began to evolve the sticking method from a circular adhesive tape to a stretchable gel transmitter, and began to try to stuff it into the bottom of the car window.

The fully transparent gel, which naturally degrades over time, was an accidental development.

The doctor originally wanted to develop a degradable glue that would not cause pollution, but maybe it was a formula problem. The glue he finally made would lose its efficacy and volatilize in a short period of time, thus losing the function that the glue should have.

But if it is used as a spy method, it is simply an invincible timing device...

Hui Yuanai, who failed to stop him and couldn't give a clear reason for stopping him, pressed his forehead depressedly, and quickly looked up to check the pedestrians in every direction.

"!" After a while, she let out an obvious gasp, and squeezed Conan's wrist tightly, "Hurry up, they are coming!"

A tall man in a black windbreaker, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, was talking to the people around him with his head tilted, waiting for the traffic light on the sidewalk to turn green.

Conan raised his head and saw the same two conspicuous men in black. His pupils narrowed, he glanced at the transmitter that was about to be hidden in his hand, and gritted his teeth: "Damn it, it's only a few seconds away..."

They're coming to see it!
No time to speak anymore, Huiyuan shrugged his shoulders and was about to hide behind the car when he suddenly saw Gin Jiu who was about to take a step. He paused, lowered his head and took out his mobile phone to answer the call.

"Hello? Kumail, what's up?"

After a short distance of a few meters, the sound of gin and wine came over vaguely, which made Hui Yuanai calm down for a while, and began to look around secretly, trying to find the figure of Tang Ze or Akechi Goro.

The timing is so coincidental, it should be more than just a coincidence.

Tang Ze, did he find out what the two of them were doing?
"It's nothing important, just encountered a case at hand. Let me confirm with you, the organization doesn't have any business involving the production of counterfeit banknotes, right?"

At the corner more than ten meters away, Tang Ze, who was dragging Xing Chuanhui, took advantage of the turning mirror on the street corner to pay attention to the picture in the mirror that deformed with the convex surface.

While talking, Tang Ze couldn't help reaching out and pinching the bridge of his nose.

This nondescript reenactment of a famous scene... He just let a few children go for a while.

As a result, when he slowly caught up with the two small tarot cards walking side by side, he saw a scene that made his heart stop.

...It's only been out of his sight for two, three, 10 minutes, Brother Plot, you don't need to be so stingy like this, right? !

It has to be a shock of size change, right?

Did Pisco eat your rice?
(End of this chapter)