Phantom Thief of Heart!but conan

Chapter 788 Tang Ze: Don’t let me find where your palace is

"Of course I can see it."

Following this dreamy murmur, Conan discovered that the breathing sound coming from Kiharakawa, which he had been able to clearly capture, paused for a few seconds, as if this gentle answer was so powerful that he couldn't help but hold his breath.

Conan, who didn't understand the situation, leaned against the corridor outside the psychological counseling room, touched the anesthetic watch on his wrist, and frowned.

He more or less felt that Tang Ze was willing to accept the other party's treatment because he seemed to know that he was eavesdropping and was trying to find out Kiharakawa's true purpose through him.

Recalling the slight friction sound coming from the eavesdropping device before Tang Ze answered this question, he felt that he was not being self-indulgent.

Come to think of it, knowing that there were problems with Kiharakawa's background, if Conan had no preparation, he would never have suggested that he take the initiative to accept Kiharakawa's treatment.

Although they hadn't discussed it beforehand, as they have been friends for such a long time, there is still a tacit understanding between them.

Of course, even without these prerequisites, now, part of Tang Ze's life-threatening safety has been handed over to him, and he has the obligation to ensure Tang Ze's safety.

Kiharakawa seems to be very upset. Should we stop the treatment now?

Little did he know that outside the door was a detective with a conflicted inner self and a strong sense of mission. The two people in the house were at a critical juncture in their peak performance and cognitive ability showdown.

Kiharakawa held his breath and carefully observed the trajectory of Tangze's gaze, not missing any of his feedback. He had already torn a page of white paper from the notebook and started to draw.

His ears caught the excited and rapid rustling sound, and Tang Ze was also making an assessment in his heart.

Hmm, this guy firmly believes that Tang Ze’s ability has some kind of “visualization” effect that others cannot see.

Putting myself in other people's shoes, it seems that Kiharakawa's cognitive ability, from Kiharakawa's own perspective, should have visual expression.

Maybe it's a special visual ability similar to Jinpei Matsuda, or a game panel similar to Tang Ze's own, or even a more special UI...

After making a preliminary judgment, Tang Ze was too lazy to perform a non-physical demonstration with him, so he simply unfolded his own panel and clicked through the pages one level at a time, just like he did in the past.

Kiharakawa's pen moved faster.

After recording for several minutes, he slowly put down the paper and asked the next question: "What did you see, Tang Zejun? Are you willing to tell me? Can you express it?"

"I..." Tang Ze opened his mouth, slid his eyes downwards, and clicked on the next level page.

The line of text prompts still exists, and the debuff next to Tangze's health bar is still struggling tenaciously. In short, Muharakawa is still trying hard to use his abilities.

He hasn't completely believed that Tang Ze was really hypnotized and is evaluating the authenticity of the information.

Hmm, there is something fishy going on. Let's observe further.

The ability has been activated, but there are still doubts in his heart. Muharakawa is probably a suspicious person.

Do suspicious people have abilities like the ability to distinguish truth from falsehood and the ability to sense whether information is correct or not?

"I don't know how to explain it clearly." After weighing the pros and cons, Tang Ze chose an ambiguous and vague statement, ready to see what Kiharakawa would do next.

As expected, after hearing Tang Ze's evasive answer, Muharakawa was obviously not satisfied.

He frowned, and this time his voice was a little more serious: "Really? Answer my question carefully. Good children can't lie, Zhao."

On the other end of the bug, Conan frowned and began to touch the watch dial again.

Suddenly changing to such an intimate name, it seems that something is not right about this sentence.

You know, Tang Ze, who grew up alone, has always been more accustomed to the name "Tang Ze" rather than more intimate nicknames. Having known him for so long, Conan has never seen anyone call him by his name.

With such a strong and authoritative tone, could it be that...

Conan guessed what Kiharakawa was doing, and his brows were almost furrowed to the point of being unable to untie.

I'm afraid that Kiharagawa is imitating Karasawa Ikawa's behavior more thoroughly...

Tang Ze, who was lying inside, reacted faster than him. It took him some effort to suppress the instinctive urge to clench his fists.

Damn, this guy Kiharakawa is speaking in the tone and voice of Karasawa Ichikawa! This is how his father speaks when he debates or gives speeches!

What do you mean? I have to hear him call me dad before I can tell whether he is sincere or not, right?
Tang Ze, whose hands were itching, made a slightly panicked expression, held it in for a few seconds, and finally spoke hesitantly: "I didn't, everything I said is true."

"Tell me, A Zhao, what did you see?" Muharakawa did not relax, but leaned forward slightly, trying to increase the sense of oppression on Tang Ze.

If you want to further deepen the effect of hypnosis, simple guidance alone is not enough.

He also needs an image that is more authoritative and whose words are more powerful so that the hypnotized person can maintain tacit trust in his words.

Fortunately, he has many ways to deal with Tang Zezhao.

"Don't be afraid, there's no one else here." Miharakawa imitated the tone that he had recalled repeatedly and left a deep impression on him, and his voice once again took on a rhythmic flavor. "These things were originally given to you by your parents, weren't they?"

What do you mean? Are you implying that you are my father?

I could tell as soon as we met that you, boy, really wanted to be my dad.

Tang Ze, whose heart was in turmoil, just looked stunned. Under his precise control of facial expressions, Muharakawa vaguely saw some grievance and struggle on his face, as if he was really an innocent child who was misunderstood and blamed by his parents.

It worked.

Kiharakawa, who was on the offensive, immediately asked, "Tell me more clearly. I want to know how you are recovering. How about this as a 'review'?"

This time, Tang Ze Zhao nodded slowly with empty eyes, and his tone became completely submissive: "Red, black, I saw them again. Very beautiful colors, I like them very much."

Tang Ze stared at the interface in front of him, looking at the smart and cool UI, and told a riddle that was full of truth.

It is indeed red and black, it is indeed beautiful, and I really like it. The art style is so cool.

After he said this honest statement, Kiharakawa raised the corners of his mouth very noticeably, and it was obvious that he was very satisfied with his answer.

Muharakawa pressed the recorder that had been mounted on his chest through his pocket and began to ask questions almost without stopping.

The opportunity is right in front of him, and he is about to witness the true appearance of his senior’s treasure!
"What kind of red?"

"Bright red, very bright, like a flame."

"Besides red?"

"And black. Very active black."

"Can you see other information? Text, images, sounds, any other form. If you can, describe them briefly." "Yes, I can see them, I can hear them. They are like, like..."

Tang Ze clicked on the prop bar and was idly sliding the scroll bar on the side to check the status of his props. He once again used a very truthful description.

"Index and Table of Contents."

Muharakawa paused as he continued to record.

Conan, who had already taken out the wire and was fiddling with the lock, paused.

"Index, and table of contents?" Kiharakawa asked softly, "What are those?"

"Everything. Everything."

Muharakawa narrowed his eyes, and the light shone into his dark pupils, reflecting subtle ripples.

Indexes and directories, what would that be?

He knew that Tang Zezhao's developmental disability was closely related to his overly precise memory.

He had read a large part of Tang Ze Zhao's treatment records. He knew that the senior had spent more time and patience than ordinary people could imagine, and used a fantastic method to solve the cognitive and developmental disorders caused by this information barrier from a side perspective.

Because the patient was only one child, and a child with autism who was considered to be defective, restoring such a child to a nearly normal level did not seem to be a earth-shattering thing, but Kiharakawa, who had been following almost all the records bit by bit, knew what a great thing Karasawa Ikawa had done.

Tang Zezhao's cognitive impairment has affected his perceptual system. The main reason why this child cannot communicate normally with others is the serious confusion in information reception.

Just like an instrument with wrong wiring, any instructions and operations from the outside world cannot be input into the correct place, and it naturally cannot give any feedback.

To make such an instrument work properly without unplugging the wires is almost anti-scientific, but Ikawa Tangze did it.

Just like allowing a congenitally blind person to see colors, or allowing a congenitally deaf person to hear the sounds of nature, he did it. He made the lonely 52hz whale return to the channel of the whale group.

However, disaster soon struck. His outstanding abilities attracted covetousness, and everyone was eyeing him covetously, ready to make a move.

The only thing that the besieged Karasawa Ichikawa had, the only thing he had, and the only thing he had, that could carry all his discoveries and avoid all prying eyes, was...

Muharakawa curled the corners of his mouth, and his hand, which had been holding Tangze's arm, slowly moved down, slowly breaking away from contact with Tangze.

As if he had touched something completely transparent, he made a groping motion in all seriousness, then placed his palm upward under Tang Ze's palm from a distance of several centimeters.

It was as if it was waiting for Tang Ze to "let go" so that he could catch the falling things.

"You can hear it, you can see it. So, what's next?"

Kiharakawa's expression was full of confidence and anticipation. He didn't seem to worry at all about making a wrong judgment and seemed to already know what would happen next.

Tang Ze turned his head slightly, and looked directly at Kiharakawa's face with his out-of-focus eyes.

What a confident face! It looks like it has never been beaten by onions. It is so straightforward that you can see through it at a glance.

Even though Muharakawa was already deep in thought, facing the prey that had already fallen into his grasp, facing the answer he had been waiting and longing for for too long, he finally forgot to control his expression, and his emotions and thoughts were almost written on his face.

Then Tang Ze easily saw through it.

The reason why Tang Ze came to perform this drama today, in addition to the test and information collection that he had already discussed with Amuro Toru, there are also some small personal matters.

Therefore, the action he needs to take now is crucial. As long as the feedback he gives is consistent with Muharakawa's expectations, Muharakawa will be completely relieved and show his true personality and characteristics...

Then he found out where the temple was hidden.

Tang Ze has already decided on the location.

Since he successfully came into contact with Karasawa himself after joining the company, Kiharakawa, who was eagerly looking forward to the next move, had already unconsciously transferred the hall to this small consultation room.

All it took was one right word to deal this man a heavy blow.

What exactly does Kiharakawa want to see?

Having made his judgment, Tangze slowly blinked his eyelids, and Kiharakawa's emotions could not be restrained and rose along with Tangze's hesitation.

The next moment, a cold cylindrical object fell into the palm of Muharakawa's hand.

Without bothering to observe Tang Ze's condition, Mu Yuanchuan quickly pulled his hand back and looked down.

A can of ice-cold canned coffee was emitting a faint chill, as if it had just been taken out of the refrigerator and water droplets had not yet condensed on the surface.

A very ordinary drink.

Muharakawa's eyes were completely lit up by it.

He simply grabbed Tang Ze's arm and turned it over. Looking at the wrist and palm which had no space to store any items and no traces at all, he could no longer suppress his smile.

"The end point of cognitive learning is the power of making your dreams come true..."

Muttering to himself, Kiharakawa squeezed Tangze's loose, completely unresisting hand and let out a hoarse laugh.

Finally, the secret that was hidden so tightly, the monster that the senior actually created, revealed its true appearance in front of him.

It’s great that he is back to the same starting point and has the power to compete with his seniors again.

"This time, I will win."

The light beside the sofa flickered a few times, and Muharakawa's elongated shadow seemed to twist and jump in the dark room, as if the soul hidden under this skin was already impatient to let the world see his true appearance.

Tang Ze's eyes refocused and he lowered his head, looking down at Kiharakawa.

He did not resist the other party's actions, allowing Kiharakawa to pinch his arm and the can of coffee that he had forgotten to put in the prop column a few months ago, which he had intended to give to Conan. He laughed foolishly, and watching the man's lost expression, Tang Ze slowly curled the corners of his mouth.

Kiharagawa, do you know what it means to hear the truth in the morning and die in the evening?

If you don’t know, I can teach you quickly. What I mean is that if you find the way to your temple in the morning, you will be dead in the evening.

This man was trying impatiently to find something his father left behind from him, and he was also looking for something.

In this game of hide-and-seek, who is the ghost and who is the person caught by the ghost?

I'm going to start looking for you.

(End of this chapter)