Phantom Thief of Heart!but conan

Chapter 778 Tang Ze: What is the ceiling?

[Fearless strength, strong will, unfathomable power... This is a card with no doubts. Who doesn't know that the person standing in front of you is actually One Punch Man, who can punch a load-bearing wall with every punch?

Although named after power, the significance of this tarot card is to teach travelers how to tame and master true power from within.

Unwavering, brave and fearless, not impulsive, but also not easily backing down, he has always been a strong man who is restrained and brave, and this is perhaps even rarer than being the "world's number one warrior" itself. 】

[Learn the ability "Fearless Power" (I don't need to explain it any more)]

"...Surprisingly, you are a very enthusiastic guy, Kyogoku." Tang Ze looked at him helplessly.

Having made a lot of preparations in advance, he did not expect that Kyogoku Makoto would show his Tarot card without hesitation just because of a small misunderstanding... These people's overly enthusiastic and helpful qualities always make it easy for Tang Ze, who has taken many detours, to waste his efforts.

But he admitted that he liked the surprise.

"Thank you anyway." Tang Ze accepted his kindness with a smile, "But not now. Mr. Adachi came here for a mission."

What this means is that if he is beaten now, it will affect his other duties and may even implicate Karasawa or Kyogoku Makoto himself.

Thinking more darkly, Adachi Toru might be very aware of this, so he acts particularly unscrupulously.

Kyogoku frowned, but nodded: "Then be smart and don't get caught by him alone. No matter what he threatens you with, don't go to his appointment alone, it's easy to get into trouble."

Tang Ze's meaning was a tactful rejection, but he was not frustrated by it.

It sounds unbelievable, but the fact is that Kyogoku knows a lot about bullying.

This is not to say that he has ever been bullied, or bullied others, but he has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and his fighting skills have always been outstanding, so it is inevitable that he will receive many requests or invitations.

The weak will seek his protection, and the bullies will try to win him over with favors so that he does not become an obstacle to their actions.

In his eyes, so-called bullying is nothing more than some despicable people who seek self-identity and find their own value by looking for a target weaker than themselves, venting their malice and exclusion, and using the suffering of others to build their own self-esteem.

Accepting his protection is certainly a way out, but insisting on finding a solution on your own is also a way out. He also respects the other party's choice and does not want to self-righteously belittle others' courage to stand up for themselves.

Being able to withstand such tremendous pressure, perhaps one really has the potential to stand up and smash the obstacles with one punch.

"Thank you for your concern." Tang Ze flexed his five fingers, clenched his fists, felt the surging power, and thanked sincerely, "You have helped me a lot."

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While Tangze happily pocketed the fighting power points rewarded by his old friend Kyogoku, Conan slipped back into the room and sat in the empty guest room, feeling frightened for a while.

It was not difficult to avoid being tracked and hide his identity. What really frightened him was the amount of information he received from the conversation between the two people.

In the eyes of the organization, Tang Ze, the victim who survived by chance, is indeed still within their plan, and soon, the organization will take new action.

Apart from the research on Tang Ze's parents, what deeper interests does Tang Ze have that could make the organization spend so many resources on him and desperately squeeze out every last bit of his energy?
The conversation he overheard tonight might be able to answer the question that has been puzzling him.

The Tangze case itself is an excellent example of the organization's control over the police world.

They fabricated a wrongful case in front of so many people.

Not only him and Hattori, the young detective who trusted Karasawa, but also people like Kogoro Mori, members of the First Investigation Division, and so on, all knew very well how big a trick there was in Karasawa's case.

The process was in violation of regulations and the judgment was illegal, but there was not much that could be done. No matter how hard we tried, we could only circle around the periphery of the incident. A crime fabricated out of thin air will soon accompany the victim for the rest of his life.

This is simply a blatant trampling of justice. Through Tang Ze, they can in turn threaten the police system that allows such loopholes to exist...

The organization kept Tang Ze for this reason.

Adachi Toru is an example.

Even if he is a black sheep who has been caught by Hattori, he can not only evade accountability but also move up to a higher level by making up excuses and manipulating things. This fact is the reason why Adachi Toru always feels superior to Karasawa.

Damn it, even though we know this person has other purposes in coming to Tokyo, there is no reason to stop him from taking up his post...

No, maybe there is still a way.

So, after thanking Kyogoku Makoto and returning to his room, what he saw was the mini detective sitting in bed with a determined look on his face, thinking about something.

"Conan?" Tang Ze, pretending not to know he was being followed, checked the time and warned, "If you don't go to bed early, be careful or you won't grow taller."

Even if you took drug A, and your childhood state was almost shrunk to your current size, don't forget that the core of your body is still the 17-year-old you.

If you stay up late all day and still worry so much, be careful that you will be shorter than me for the rest of your life...

"Karazawa!" Conan called out happily when he saw his friend return safely, "Before, Adachi Toru said that he came to Izu to investigate a serial murder case, right? That is, the murderer we encountered yesterday."

"Hmm? Judging from his tone, it should be so." Tang Ze was stunned for a moment, not understanding what this guy was thinking about, but still nodded as instructed.

This was also a stepping stone for Toru Adachi to take up the position of advisor to the Metropolitan Police Department.

To Conan and the others, he and Toru Adachi are in a relationship of victim and perpetrator, but in the eyes of the organization, his trip is to deal with the job assigned to him by Bourbon and to pick up his colleague Toru Adachi.

"I know how to stop him from succeeding." Conan clenched his fists and said firmly, "As long as we catch up with him and bring the real murderer to justice, and don't let him take the credit, then he won't be able to complete the police assessment and won't be able to go to Tokyo, right?"

After all, he is a policeman with a tarnished resume. If his ability to do his job is not outstanding, his job offer will be a failure!
Tang Ze looked at the innocent child with sympathy, thought about it, and did not break his fantasy. He just nodded in agreement: "That might be a way."

Weird.

It's normal for Toru Adachi to appear here, and it's also normal to have a bad relationship with him.

Theoretically, the information that Tang Ze Zhao is dead is also a secret that requires authorization for the organization. Adachi Toru does not know his true identity, and approaching him and returning to Tokyo with him are just requirements given to Adachi by the organization.

This is the script he had checked with Amuro Toru before he set out. It is the introduction plot of Adachi Toru. To put it bluntly, he came to Izu for a stroll and then returned to Tokyo. What happened would not affect the established process. Putting aside the issue of hiding his identity, even if Adachi Toru really existed and his real purpose of coming here was to solve the serial cases, Conan's plan would not work either.

As for the question of how to determine the merit, please read the lesson on investigation.

Everyone knows how many cases they solved with the help of detectives, but won't the Metropolitan Police Department still credit them for solving the cases?
After all, detectives don’t have any KPIs in the police department.

Being able to get a detective job for free, no matter how it is done, can be regarded as part of one's ability in disguise.

Personal connections are also a kind of resource.

However, for the time being, don’t use this kind of issue about the dark side of the workplace to shatter children’s fantasies. Let the children who have wild thoughts and can’t sleep well let their own disillusionment be shattered.

Conan felt that he had found an opportunity and his attitude became much more positive. So the next day, when Karasawa expressed his desire to invite Mr. Kyogoku from the hotel and the other party was also preparing to return to Tokyo together, Conan agreed immediately.

"Hey, why did you invite that gloomy man?" Suzuki Sonoko grabbed Tang Ze and protested in a low voice, "Didn't Mr. Dokyo Masahiko also say that he could take us back to Tokyo? Three adults and one child, it's just right for us to take his car."

"Isn't this perfect?" Tang Ze shrugged. "This way, you can ride in the same car with Mr. Daoxie and develop a good relationship with him."

"That's not what I meant..." Suzuki Sonoko pressed her forehead with a headache.

Well, she admitted that she vaguely sensed Kyogoku Makoto's excessive attention to them, so she felt somewhat awkward about being intimate with Dokyo Masahiko in front of this person.

"Mr. Kyogoku is a good man." Tang Ze gave a good guy card, "He still makes people feel safe. Don't forget, there is still a murderer on the run who is always watching us. It's better to take him with us."

Suzuki Sonoko, who had witnessed Kyogoku Makoto's power with her own eyes, was now completely convinced.

So inexplicably, the itinerary became that Karasawa followed Kyogoku Makoto's car, while the timid Suzuki Sonoko dragged Mouri Ran and Conan together in Mikyou Masahiko's car, and the two cars drove side by side to the restaurant on the top of the mountain.

"Wow, it looks really good." After getting out of the car, Mao Lilan held the railing on the side of the road, looked up at the restaurant built on the top of the mountain, next to the cliff facing the sea, and exclaimed, "It feels like the whole restaurant has a very open and bright view."

"Hmm..." Conan looked at the western-style small building, then looked down at the white waves hitting the cliff below through the railing, and did not agree with her.

How to say it, when he saw this kind of terrain design, he had a subtle premonition that no matter how good the scenery was, he would lose interest.

He turned around, looked at the sparsely populated roadside parking lot, and said casually, "But it seems that there are not many customers here."

"Maybe it's the wrong time. It's still early for lunch." Daoxie Masahiko smiled as he stepped out of the driver's seat. "Don't worry, the taste is really good and it has a very good reputation locally."

"Mr. Dokyo knows Izu very well." Hearing him say this, Mao Lilan turned around and looked at him, asking curiously, "Are you a police officer here?"

"Not really. I've only been here twice this year." Dokie Masahiko answered casually, his eyes always on Suzuki Sonoko in the back row.

Suzuki Sonoko was holding a bottle of mineral water in her hand, but she didn't drink a sip. She looked very energetic, which made him frown.

According to his estimation, the girl who had just been attacked yesterday was forced to stay in the original hotel. She should be very upset and have trouble sleeping. She only needs to take a sip of the water in which he added sleeping pills, and she should quickly feel sleepy and fall into a deep sleep.

Although his target was actually the luggage that several people had loaded into his car, or more precisely, the stack of photos in Suzuki Sonoko's bag, it would be a good thing if he could get rid of the brown-haired woman at the same time.

Thinking of this, he glanced at the black car parked in front of him and frowned slightly.

Unfortunately, I don’t know what the man was thinking, he suddenly wanted to bring the violent guy from the hotel to have dinner together, and he was not in his car at all.

According to the best-case scenario, he originally hoped that Suzuki Sonoko and Karasawa would fall asleep in the car, and then he would let the car slide down the hillside as planned, and the people and the evidence would be buried in the belly of the fish...

Maybe my action of going to the second floor to look for my luggage yesterday was too reckless, which aroused their vigilance to some extent. But as expected, they suddenly became wary of me and suggested calling another person and leaving in a separate car. It was because Tang Ze saw something of my appearance that night.

He said that guys with brown hair are not good people.

Women with brown hair are all fickle bitches, so how can men with brown hair be any better?

Although it will be impossible to hunt men specifically in the future, if I see a guy with brown hair, I will kill him if I can.

After making a disgusted expression behind his back to a few people, Daoxie Zhengyan turned around, still smiling like a gentleman and led a few people towards the restaurant.

Forget it, let's take it slow. It's still a long way to go back to Tokyo, so I'd better solve it step by step.

"boom--!"

Just as they walked to the side of the black vehicle and politely waited for Tangze and Kyogoku Makoto to pack up and follow, they saw Tangze gently slam the car door, which caused Kyogoku Makoto's car door to make a loud noise that could not bear the weight.

Conan instinctively looked at the closed car door.

He didn't know if it was his illusion, but he seemed to feel that there was a slight deformation on the door frame.

At this moment, even Kyogoku Makoto, who had originally focused his attention on Suzuki Sonoko and Michikyo Masahiko, turned his head and stared blankly at Tangze, who had an awkward expression and seemed a little at a loss. Michikyo Masahiko stared at the black frame with one edge raised, with a stiff expression.

"Uh, I used too much force." Tang Ze smiled embarrassedly, pressed down the slightly warped frame, and forcibly bent the frame back into place, which was obviously tilted a little by him.

Tang Ze didn't mean it. Well, he had finally adapted to his current body after such a long time and was able to use it skillfully. Suddenly, Kyogoku's buff gave him a huge increase in strength, which made the movements he had already adapted to often abruptly produce penetrating effects.

He had been trying to control himself the whole morning, and when he slammed the car door, he forgot that he needed to be gentle with it. He slammed the door with the original force, and that was it. He didn't want to do that.

What is the ceiling? The ceiling means that the discounted buff can multiply the physical damage of the opponent several times...

Kyogoku Makoto stared blankly at the result of Tang Ze's sheet metal work with his bare hands, and pressed his own car door.

He looked at Tang Ze's arms, which had some muscular lines but were much thinner than his own. He also looked at the frame that was slightly indented when he pressed hard, and he couldn't help feeling a little confused.

In other words, the explosive force that Tang Ze used when he closed the door just now was probably similar to that when he punched.

Does this guy really need his protection? Could it be that he had been holding back his anger last night, sitting still no matter how Adachi Toru provoked him, mainly because he was afraid that he would be so angry that he would switch hands and hit Adachi Toru so hard that he would be embedded in the wall and couldn't get out even if he tried to dig it out...

(End of this chapter)