Phantom Thief of Heart!but conan

Chapter 231 Tang Ze: What's weird?
Glancing at the noisy arena on Tang Ze's side, Xing Chuanhui tried to speed up his progress.

But the interior design of the arena completely followed the Colosseum in Rome. The stands on the top floor were the lowest-level ordinary freeman seats, and the crowded stands were full of shadows.

The two people who didn't dare to create conflicts could only slowly search for a gap in the crowd, and they couldn't get up fast.

"...That, is that Miyano Shiho?" Looking at the stands below from the gap, Xing Chuanhui saw a characteristic fluffy short hair with a sharp eye, and pointed to Miyano Akemi.

Hearing her sister's name, Miyano Akemi also turned her head subconsciously, and then saw Miyano Shiho wearing a long skirt in the auditorium below.

Considering her attire and position, perhaps in Masuyama Kenzo's mind, this former friend's daughter has some status.

"It's really Shiho." Realizing this, Miyano Akemi blinked sharply, squeezed to the edge of the railing of the stand, and looked down along the high wall separating the stand area, "Isn't it possible that these people in the arena 'People' are all Kenzo Masuyama's memories of members of the organization, right?"

"It's very possible. Since he even puts contemptible grassroots organizations in the petri dishes in the underground passage..." Xing Chuanhui, who was also aware of this, also stopped in his tracks.

The purpose of their trip is not to thoroughly open up this temple, but to obtain as much information as possible.

The normal order of the palace strategy is to find out the specific location of the secret treasure first, and then send a notice letter to the real person, prompting the secret treasure in his palace to show a concrete form, and then achieve the goal of losing the treasure by stealing the secret treasure. The effect of distorting roots.

It is impossible for them to change the minds of the code-named members of the organization at this juncture with great fanfare. The purpose of going deep into the palace is mainly to use waste.

This kind of information acquisition method that I can't even detect, if used well, may be more effective than changing my mind itself.

Anyway, Kenzo Masuyama's death is imminent, Tang Ze said.

Thinking of this, Xing Chuanhui simply took out his mobile phone and took a few photos towards the stands below.

On Tang Ze's side, he said that it doesn't matter how long he delays, so it's better to collect the information that can be collected first.

"In Kenzo Masuyama's heart, it is true that the people in the organization are divided into ranks, right?" After confirming that Xing Chuanhui did not miss the people below, Miyano Akemi glanced at the bottom with a complicated mood, and she felt familiar. "Considering the Roman arena, the closer to the arena, the higher the status."

Xing Chuanhui, who was moving forward again, heard the words, and glanced at the VIP seat closest to the infield, which was carved from a single block of marble.

"In that case, sister Mingmei, tell me, Kenzo Masuyama, has he met the boss?"

Miyano Akemi also thought of this, and couldn't help turning her eyes to the high seat in the center of the venue.

The shadow Kenzo Masuyama is Caesar himself, and he is in the magnificent marble-inlaid gold altar in the center of the venue at the moment, which is also the destination of their actions at the moment.

According to Tang Ze's speculation, generally speaking, the state of the palace is consistent with my cognition in reality.

For example, if there is a door in the palace that cannot be breached no matter what, there is a high probability that in the person's consciousness, this door is "unopenable". If you want to unlock it, you have to open it in front of him in reality. The door must be opened, so that he can have the impression that the door has been opened, so that he can continue to push forward.

Therefore, the three of Ken Masuyama should be in a well-protected safe house or something, so that he is surrounded by the heavily guarded altar and will not show up at all.

They formulated a simple plan of action, Tang Ze was responsible for mixing in with the slaves, and appeared as a gladiator, attracting the attention of most of the shadows, especially Kenzo Masuyama; then the two of them approached the altar link from the stand on the top floor Go to the chains on the outer walls on both sides and destroy them to disintegrate the high defensive walls outside the altar.

Since he is not in the stands, the one in the middle of the VIP seats...

"Would you like to take a look?" Xing Chuanhui looked at Miyano Akemi inquiringly.

Miyano Akemi twitched her fingers lightly twice.

One of the organization's greatest secrets, sitting right in front of them?

In fact, even if you can't see the real face of the boss, there must be many real high-level figures in the organization and the investors behind it in the VIP seat...

She took a deep breath, glanced at Tang Ze who was wrestling with the knight-like familiar in the field, and turned her head away vigorously.

"Forget it, Tang Ze is still buying us time, let's proceed according to the original plan." Miyano Akemi breathed out and made up her mind, "Tang Ze will also think of such things, and those secrets will be left alone." Let him uncover it."

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Tang Ze, who had been playing around for ten to twenty minutes, was actually not interested in this question.

Regarding the possibility of uncovering one of the biggest secrets in the Ke Xue world, Tang Ze has no passion.

No matter how long the original author has been selling the book, how much mystery he plays, the bottom line is that the boss has a high probability of being Renye Karasuma himself...

Rather than saying his identity is a secret, it's better to say why he managed to survive until now is the secret itself.

As for this question, the riddler Haibara Ai should be tortured. Kenzo Masuyama may not know as much as she does.

Having said that, Tang Ze still dutifully observed the VIP seats not far from him while fighting.

These may all be his future colleagues, so it's always a good idea to get acquainted with the face first.

Ah, this beauty with blond hair and big waves should be Chris Wynyard, that is, Belmode herself, right?As expected of a world-renowned actress, even if Kenzo Masuyama gave her the status of a nondescript Cleopatra, it did not hinder the charm she exudes in every gesture.

Since Belmode is Cleopatra... then the one next to her wearing a toga with purple decorations, shouldn't it be Calvados?
Anthony, right? It’s really crazy. Kenzo Masuyama knows the history of Rome.

Ah, if you think about it this way, could it be that he had a crush on Belmode...?
It's really hard to say, after all, the age of this immortal witch is a mystery, maybe when the two of them met, Kenzo Masuyama was not as old as he is now...

Tang Ze, who was paddling and fighting while thinking wildly, was randomly arranging gossip for Black Fang in his mind. Looking at it, he suddenly felt that something was missing.

Hey, counting and counting, is there someone missing from the organization members of this VIP seat...

Oh right, what about gin?

Before Tang Ze could find the figure of Qin Jiu in the arena, a rush of "Dangdang" broke through the chaotic and noisy sound and resounded throughout the arena.

On the high place of the altar, Kenzo Masuyama, who had returned to his adult appearance, opened a pair of golden eyes, walked up to the high place under the guard of the surrounding soldiers, and looked in Tang Ze's direction.

He raised his hand high and swung it down again.

Before Tang Ze could react, several cavalry galloped towards him.Tang Ze subconsciously rolled back, avoiding the path of the shadows, and then saw that Bilie, who had been playing tricks for a long time, was pierced by the spears in the hands of two cavalrymen.

It was obviously just a familiar made up of the power of shadows, but with these few stabs, a piece of bright red plasma spewed out, and there were desperate screams as the cavalry charged.

The scene was brutal and the blood loss was enormous.

Tang Ze frowned, caught the blood that splashed around him, and didn't care about hygiene, he went directly to his nose to smell it, and then stuck out his tongue to lick it.

"Bah..." He spit out a mouthful, wiped his mouth filled with bitter taste, and frowned tightly, "Damn it, why is it wine?"

This "plasma" looks like blood, and it smells like it, with a sweet smell of rust, but once it enters the mouth, the familiar spicy alcohol makes Tang Ze frowned.

He has been abstaining from alcohol for so long... But he can't let this kind of nonsense break his merits...

Damn it, you can't just spray the bar with the shadow of your house just because you are a winery, what's the point?
　Chapter 2, maybe it will be late
　　But today there are more changes, shrinking

　　
　
(End of this chapter)