Phantom Thief of Heart!but conan

Chapter 225

"A member of the organization in his 70s." Unlike the two teammates who knew Kenzo Masuyama somewhat, Xing Chuanhui looked at the old man with a kind smile in the photo for a while, and said with emotion, "This age does not allow people to retire. The organization of old-age care is really strict."

The two people who were thinking about the content of the location with their mobile phones looked up at him together.

"What's wrong, what I just said?" Xing Chuanhui shrank his head from their unanimous gaze.

"It's nothing, I'm just thinking, is it because of this reason that the organization will choose him to carry out the mission?" Akemi Miyano curled her lips, and said slightly mockingly, "Let a 71-year-old man be the killer, let an 18-year-old Young people are responsible for the back-up... other than being able to catch the investigators by surprise, there is no other reason."

"It's strange that Pisco will take on this task." Comparing the photos and memories in his hand, Tang Ze narrowed his eyes.

Breaking away from the pure viewer's perspective, reconsider the performance of Kenzo Masuyama as the murderer in this mission...

All I can say is that it works, but not much.

The specific plan for the assassination was already arranged by the organization.

The phone call that would have been monitored by Conan was exactly Kenzo Masuyama, who had been unable to wait for Shigehiko Tunkou for a long time, to call Gin to inquire about the situation. The place of death was definitely not Kenzo Masuyama.

Under this premise, the task is the possibility of his planning, how much is left?

Since the mission planner is someone else, in fact, Kenzo Masuyama is only playing the role of a shooting tool.

The place of death is chosen, and the way of death is planned long ago.

Even as a reminder to Pisco, the chandelier chains were marked with fluorescent paint so he could aim in the dark.

Regardless of the unexpected situation of discovering Shirley later, Pisco did two things in total.

Relying on one's own social status to sneak into the reception, and then raise one's hand in the dark and shoot.

... Then it was photographed and exposed on the spot.

Tang Ze hissed, and couldn't bear to look straight at him and shook his head: "He must have received systematic gun training, and his aim should be pretty good... But you see, Zhibao can use guns. I guess the marksmanship is not good for code members. Maybe it belongs to the category of induction training. If you think about it this way, Pisco should be a member of the code group who is quite useless."

However, in this way, Ireland becomes strange.

To be able to discover the relationship between Kudo Shinichi and Conan, it should be said that Ireland's ability is quite good... At least it has surpassed Gin in some aspects, hasn't it!

He has the same respect and love for Pisco as his father, and he has a deep affection, which is brought into the premise that Pisco is actually good... um...

"At his age, he must be regarded as a senior figure in the organization." Miyano Akemi touched his chin, trying to explain from another angle, "Such a veteran member should come and kill a member of the middle and lower ranks..."

"Even if you reach the senior level, you can't escape the organization's mercy." Xing Chuanhui's eyes drooped, and the messy shadows of his bangs cut his eyes into a blur. "Thinking about it this way, it's a little scary."

Tang Ze snorted, and analyzed casually: "I don't think he wants to escape either. Look at his background, although at first glance, he is just a lucky guy who has quickly completed capital accumulation by taking advantage of the wind of economic growth. But if you look at his precise market segment selection in these few waves, he has not followed the old path of many other Japanese auto companies, which can already explain the problem. Without organization, he would not be able to get to where he is today.”

"It's a vine parasitic on a huge root system?" Miyano Akemi found a description, trying to describe the character image drawn by Tang Ze.

"It's parasitic, maybe it's symbiotic. He must reflect a lot of things in the organization... We must go to this hall." Tang Ze tapped his fingers on the phone screen and made a series of regular sounds, "He witnessed It seems that he grew up with the organization. When he was young, he pursued wealth and sex, pursued superficial material comforts, and when he was middle-aged, he began to yearn for power and was no longer satisfied with just being a rich businessman... His desire It will only continue to expand, devouring all available resources..."

Speaking of this, Tang Ze was a little stunned, and dropped the document in his hand with a "snap".

"A person like this, what will he want when he gets old?" Tang Ze picked up the phone and stared intently at the last blank input box.

"I wonder what kind of tacky things they are. It's nothing more than a healthy body and a longer lifespan... oh..." Miyano Akemi also clapped her hands with a "snap".

"...Huh?" Only Xing Chuanhui, who couldn't wait for the next sentence, raised his head slowly.

Why do both of them seem to understand something... Did they just say something important?
"Xingchuan." Tang Ze once again sighed deeply in the tone of an elder, "Although the knowledge in school means so much to you, you still have to make up for cultural lessons..."

"Tang Ze is talking about why he likes Byzantine-style architecture." Miyano Akemi tapped the line "Caesar's Manor" on the APP with his nail-painted fingertips, "Eastern Roman Empire, that is, The Byzantine Empire is the oldest monarchy in Europe."

"More than that, due to their special military culture and brilliant economic strength, the monarchs of the Eastern Roman Empire lived relatively long." Tang Ze added, "As for what the organization is studying, even if Shiho doesn't mention it, just look at Kudo Shinichi, you may have already guessed something. The temptation of longevity is the fundamental reason why Kenzo Masuyama was firmly tied to the chariot of the organization."

"Since he is so obsessed with 'span', what would he take as a symbol?" Like a persuasive history teacher, Akemi Miyano asked Hoshikawa kindly.

"...Okay, I know that I don't read enough, I will make up for it," Xing Chuanhui raised his hand to stop the two people from teaching on the spot, "Don't be foolish now, after all What is it?"

"That is, of course, the 'Colosseum'."

[The destination is locked, and the navigation is starting...]

"Ah, it hit the bull's eye." Tang Ze grinned as he picked up the phone whose screen was glowing red.

"Looking at him like this, he wants to compare himself to 'Caesar'..." Miyano Akemi let out a snort, "Dictator for life, right?"

"Then he really chose a good position for himself." Thinking of Ireland's distinctive appearance, Tang Ze laughed a few times, "Caesar who died in the assassination, and after his death, with his heir and adopted son Octavian with a high status?"

Although this kind of metaphor is a little bit of gold for them, it has a bit of internal flavor.

There is a bit of cold humor in this world...

(End of this chapter)