Phantom Thief of Heart!but conan

Chapter 89 The Shocking Song

"boom!"

"what!"

"Beep beep..."

Behind Tang Ze, Xing Chuanhui, who was sitting in the car, watched the battle nervously at first, then slowly calmed down, and slowly became bored, looking left and right, he could only grab the drink that Tang Ze gave him in the subway, and started to suck it.

It seems that Tang Ze's strength is completely at the level of crushing. Just watching his tentacles flying around behind him for a while, and the holy light shining for a while, it is weird... the spirit behind him?You can feel that he is really abusing food unilaterally.

After watching for another 2 minutes, Xing Chuanhui couldn't bear it anymore.

This was too bad...

The set of moves was gaudy, and before he could see what he was doing, Tang Ze had already kicked his foot on the opponent's head, held a gun and said a few words, then he did a backflip and jumped back to his original position, a set of moves It's over, change the direction and step on your head...

Rather than saying that he is fighting, it is better to say that he is making rice cakes. If there is no personal enmity, Xing Chuanhui does not believe it.

"Hoo--" After a torment, finally knocking Kimura Tatsuya's shadow back into human form, Tang Ze heaved a sigh of relief, stood up refreshed, and returned the samurai sword in his hand to its sheath.

Tatsuya Kimura, who was beaten to the ground, raised his head with difficulty, looked at Tang Ze, and crawled back a little further.

"Aren't you still doing this, are you still being arrogant, are you still having a bad mouth?" Tang Ze squatted down, and patted Kimura Tatsuya's face with the scabbard, "You just rely on people liking you, and you are so popular in Mihua Town." In a simple place, she has a good temper if she can endure you until today to kill you."

Shadow Kimura Tatsuya was also sobbing, not sure whether he was crying from being scolded or from pain, Zhou Zheng's handsome face was covered with snot and tears, and the dark muttering in his mouth could not be uttered.

"I'm doing this for your own good." Tang Ze slapped his swollen face with a sincere look, "Speak well, apologize to them well, maybe you can still get a date. In Mihua Town , You have such a foul mouth, you will die very early."

Xing Chuanhui, who was poking his head behind him, couldn't help but took a big mouthful of juice and choked twice.

"What, what did I say wrong?" Hearing this movement, Tang Ze let go of the shadow of howling and crying and began to dissipate, and slowly turned his head to look at Xing Chuanhui in the car.

Xing Chuanhui looked at the knife with Kimura Tatsuya's snot and tears in his hand, and nodded obediently: "No, I want to say that he should thank you."

Tang Ze raised his eyebrows, grasped the "Secret Treasure Bud" floating in the air, stuffed the ball of light and the dirty samurai sword into the props bar, straightened the scarf, and walked back to the car.

"Indeed." Tang Ze leaned towards the co-pilot, "He should thank me well, and extend his life once and for all."

Xing Chuanhui's eyebrows twitched twice, but in the end he still didn't dare to say what was in his heart.

Tang Ze himself didn't realize that he was more flamboyant and unrestrained than usual in the monster thief form, which was closer to his true self, and some of the complaints that would only be uttered in his heart would be blurted out here.

Xing Chuanhui saw very clearly that Tang Ze wanted to be more relaxed and unscrupulous in this world, and his emotions would be higher than usual.

It's better not to mess with him, it's not good to get two punches on the mouth for a moment.

So Xing Chuanhui just held the steering wheel honestly: "This way the task is considered complete? Where are you going next? Go straight back?"

"The main task is indeed completed." Tang Ze stretched his back comfortably, curled up in the seat like a cat, and pointed backward with his thumb, "Go out, and then go to the lower floor."

After finally getting a driver, he has to go deeper to see what he says.

Without the Holy Grail, what would be the bottom of this world's impression space?

Tang Ze was really curious.

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In the KTV over there, the situation is gradually getting out of control.

Because Kimura Tatsuya, who was in the mood for drinking, persuaded Conan to play a song, and boasted, "I am a professional singer. If you can't sing, I can guide you. It's okay. Today is a happy day. Let's have a song." Let's go!"

Conan glanced hesitantly at Mao Lilan's encouraging smile, and took the microphone bravely.

He is really not very good at singing... This, if he is really asked to sing, it sounds so similar to when he was a child, would Xiaolan doubt it...

"Come on, little brother." Drummer Yamada Katsumi followed suit, sat down in front of the karaoke machine, and turned the page without hesitation, "I can't sing anything else, but I can sing nursery rhymes. I'll find it for you... just Little Xingxing, this will definitely happen!"

Conan looked at the lyrics prompt that appeared on the screen, feeling a little eager to try again.

In fact, he quite likes music. He has listened to a lot of classical music and pop music since he was a child. He occasionally hangs his voice. It's a pity that his ears and vocal cords seem to cooperate well...

Since everyone says it can, let's try it.

Thinking of this, he raised the microphone and sang the first sentence.

"twinkle Twinkle Little Star--"

This sentence is soul-stirring and earth-shattering.

The noise of the entire box disappeared.

Originally, Mao Lilan was very caring like a qualified boarding parent. She took out her mobile phone and pressed the video. She wanted to record a clip of Conan singing, and sent it back to Ms. Fumyo Edogawa. She was surprised by the voice and raised her mobile phone hand They all swayed.

The picture in the camera was instantly shaken, distorted and blurred, and it matched the recorded singing very well, with a kind of beauty that would make you lose your sanity.

Suzuki Sonoko gasped, and reflexively wanted to raise her hands to cover her ears.

Tatsuya Kimura, who suggested Conan to sing, and Katsumi Yamada, who asked for a song, froze in mid-air.

In the end, the manager had a lot of experience in accidents. Terahara Mari slapped the console quickly, and Conan's magical singing disappeared, and the childish and lovely original singing was played.

"Huh—" Unanimously, several people let out a sigh of relief.

"Uh, cough, cough..." Kimura Tatsuya, who came up with a bad idea, was woken up by the singing. He rubbed his ears in embarrassment, and asked Mao Lilan in a low voice, "Where do your children go to school now? Is there no music class?"

Mao Lilan ended the recording with shaking hands, and smiled awkwardly: "Well... this... we just found out..."

Conan's singing is also a bit ugly. The last time I heard such a shocking voice, it was Shinichi...

Ok?
Maurilan frowned suspiciously.

Seeing Tatsuya Kimura and Mao Lilan talking close to each other, King of Vinegar immediately forgot about his vocal career, put the microphone on, ran to the sofa in two steps, and sat down beside Mao Lilan.

Mao Lilan watched his movements, thinking hesitantly.

It really looks like Shinichi... Is it because she hasn't seen Shinichi for so long that she has a strange illusion because of missing it?
Seeing that Conan left the microphone, several people breathed a sigh of relief.

Suzuki Sonoko stared forward in a daze, obviously shaken by the singing, Terahara Mari couldn't help but feel sorry for the band's thugs.

What's wrong with suggesting that you have to let others sing?Other children say that they are not very good at it.

She pushed Katsumi Yamada away from the karaoke machine and said, "Let's order some 'Rex' songs. Both of you are fans of the band. It's rare to come to our celebration banquet. Let Tatsuya give it to you. Sing a song. Which of our works do you like better?"

Mao Lilan was doing ideological struggle there, and had no time to listen to what she had to say, but Suzuki Sonoko's eyes lit up, and he raised his hand to propose: "Just "The Goddess Stained Red by Blood"! I started listening to this song. Those who pay attention to the band are really amazing!"

"Okay, that's it." Terahara Mari turned her head, her expression calmed down, she dug out the song from the music library, and put it in the list to be played.

This was originally the song she wanted to order for Tatsuya...

So, this is the arrangement of fate.

Feeling her eye sockets start to swell, Terahara Mari smiled self-deprecatingly.

She has already made up her mind to destroy this vile man who has trampled on her for too long, and she is really a hypocrite if she wants to shed tears for it now.

She hugged the coat on her body and watched "Little Star" played on the screen to the end.

Suzuki Sonoko was a little embarrassed to see her suddenly look lonely, and she didn't know what sad things had been touched.

Could it be that Kimura Tatsu also hates this kind of fan request, or else...

Before Suzuki Sonoko could say no, the prelude to the next song had already sounded.

The familiar melody drew the attention of several members of the band.

The guitarist with exaggerated bangs laughed and patted Kimura Tatsuya on the shoulder: "It's this song, Tatsuya, come on!"

The smell of alcohol rose slowly again, Kimura Tatsuya shook his head, and stood up with a smile: "It's really good, this song... listen to it more, everyone, I won't have a chance to hear it again in the future, 'Rex' There is not much left of the future."

Speaking of the lines full of flags, Tatsuya Kimura tugged at his coat, and with everyone's surprised or dejected expressions, he picked up Conan's microphone on the table and plugged it into the microphone stand.

He approached the microphone with a big smile, and was about to say the hot words that he had to say before every performance, and then he flung off his jacket handsomely, when the expression on his face suddenly went blank.

The prelude of more than 20 seconds has been played, but he did not open his mouth to answer the lines. The bass drum and accompaniment echoed in the box, like heartbeats one after another.

"Tatsuya?" Guitarist Mieko Shibazaki, who was crying because Kimura Tatsuya mentioned the disbandment of the band, wiped her eyes in a hurry and raised her head strangely.

There is no doubt about his talent in music. Even if it is not a formal performance, it has never happened that the accompaniment is idling when it is time to shoot.

"Tatsuya, what's the matter with you?" Terahara Mari stood up instinctively and took two steps closer, "Are you feeling unwell?"

She is planning to kill the man in front of her, no, not just planning, the poisoned clothes are now on Kimura Tatsuya, as long as he starts to perform, he will walk into death unconsciously... But she still She couldn't help paying attention to him, getting close to him, and the life centered on Kimura Tatsuya for several years made it her instinct to care for him, and it was hard to give up.

Kimura Tatsuya lowered his head, and suddenly stretched out his hand to push the microphone stand in front of him to the ground, and there was a harsh noise when the microphone fell to the ground.

"Tatsuya?" Terahara Mari panicked, leaning in front of him to check his expression.

In the end, before she could see the other person's expression clearly, she was embraced by Tatsuya Kimura.

(End of this chapter)