Phantom Thief of Heart!but conan

Chapter 934 Acting and Playing

"Kang Ze is learning Chinese? When did this happen?" Conan spit out the foam in his mouth and looked up at the sleepy Mao Lilan strangely, "His English grades seem to be good, but..."

Learning English and being able to use it fluently is relatively easy compared to other languages.

Even if Tang Ze really has some talent in language learning as he said, he shouldn't be able to learn other languages ​​so quickly, right?
"Well, not only did he speak Chinese to Miss Pu Si Qinglan, he also kept talking to her about the upcoming exhibition at the Suzuki Museum of Art. Maybe he felt there was something wrong with Miss Pu Si, so he refused to let her go. As for whether he is a beginner, I can't really tell..."

But the Tangze who pulled her and Sonoko to sit there and refused to leave yesterday was completely different from his usual easy-going and communicative attitude, who never put the speaker in an awkward position.

He didn't seem to say anything inappropriate, but his attitude of insisting on opening a new topic was a bit aggressive. If he hadn't discovered something fishy about the other party, Tang Ze, who always had a high EQ, would not have made such an embarrassing and weird move.

Indeed, if there were no major problems with the other person, he would always have more suitable choices than to bring three high school students to talk rudely to a lady.

"Maybe it's related to the current case." Conan said cautiously, "Now the issue about Kid has not been resolved. It's normal to suspect that other people you meet on the road may be Kid in disguise, even if you have met him before."

As he said this, Conan instinctively raised his hand and covered his cheek.

Ginzo Nakamori, who has been involved in the security of the art museum, has been dealing with Kaito Kid for more than ten or twenty years. He is not as "optimistic" as other policemen. While showing his determination to win, he requires all people entering and leaving the museum to be subject to police inspection.

Conan understands the truth, but isn’t it a bit too much to even have elementary school students pinching their faces to check their disguises?
"Well, okay, there is this possibility..." Mao Lilan shrugged and stopped dwelling on this question. "According to the time Kidd announced, we will know the result tomorrow, right?"

"Yeah." Conan wiped his face, stepped on his slippers and slowly followed Mao Lilan back to the room, and couldn't help complaining, "Speaking of which, Officer Nakamori from the Second Investigation Division actually left with the Egg of Memories. Sonoko's father is really generous."

Logically speaking, he could understand why the Suzuki family, with their mountains of treasures and numerous books at home, would not care much about a treasure that had a certain value but was not that dazzling. But it was 800 million after all.

If it was accidentally damaged during the transfer process, even if Kaito Kidd was really caught, Ginzo Nakamori, who had caused such a huge loss, would probably have to live next door to Kaito Kidd.

...Because of the nature of his job, his sentence may even be longer than Kidd's.

"It's not her father who is careless, it's Sonoko." Mao Lilan corrected, "Have you forgotten again that the exhibition hall here is not only handed over to Sonoko for now, but also the future operation and management, including the subsequent profits and losses, are all handed over to Sonoko."

After officially taking over and participating in the construction of this art museum, the nature of this opening has undergone a major change.

Originally, the Suzuki family opened an art museum in Osaka, and Suzuki Sonoko brought her friends to support and travel with them. She just showed up at social occasions to represent the family's attitude.

Now, it was Suzuki Sonoko who completed her first project independently, and it was Suzuki Shiro who brought his subordinates and relatives to Osaka to support his daughter.

Such a large project requires a lot of funds. The fact that Yuanzi was able to make such a decision shows how determined he is.

Of course, no one would think that if she really didn't run the business well, the Suzuki family would really watch the outflow or liquidation of the business she managed, but even for those uneducated young men and women, this was already a strong enough signal.

"Oh, that's right, Sonoko is in charge now." Conan paused, "So, actually, Kaito Kid is stealing Sonoko's treasure."

"Well, yes..." Mao Lilan held her chin up in thought, "If you hadn't told me, I wouldn't have been able to react. The real 'victim' this time is obviously Sonoko."

"We should ask her to write an agreement with the police." Conan thought about it and said slowly, "Otherwise, the police may not pay attention to transportation protection work..."

"Ahem!"

The two people were still chatting casually when a rather deliberate and exaggerated cough was heard.

They looked up at the same time and saw Kogoro Mouri's face with dark circles under his eyes and full of displeasure.

——Although he was not allowed to participate in the protection of the Egg of Memory, he was contacted by the actual participant, Ginzo Nakamori, for an entire night. Perhaps it was because he was too much of a classmate, and he seemed to be very resentful.

"What are you standing here chatting about? Hurry up and change your clothes." He squinted at his daughter's fluttering nightgown, took two steps forward, and shoveled the annoying little brat to the other side. "Yuanzi will be back soon. Why don't you two get ready quickly? When can we go out?"

As if she realized something, Maori Ran looked down at her clothes, then glanced at Maori Kogoro with a little panic.

I always feel like my dad is...

Restraining her gaze from wandering towards Conan, Mao Li Ran lowered her head.

"I know dad."

After his daughter walked back to her bedroom, Kogoro Mouri turned around and looked down at Conan's head.

"Even if you're still an elementary school student, you should understand the difference between men and women at your age, right?" He glared at Conan, "It's not polite to stare at a lady's pajamas, kid."

Conan, who also sensed a subtle smell, did not dare to respond and also ran away.

After the two young men were separated by his ruthless hands, Kogoro Mouri, who felt a little relieved, stretched with satisfaction and sat down on the sofa in the suite.

He picked up the teacup on the table and slowly sipped the black tea in it, a thoughtful expression passing across his face.

It's normal that Tang Ze can speak foreign languages.

This kid always likes to make excuses, saying that because of his illness, he finally caught up with his peers. His academic performance is not very good. He just showed some talent in language simply because of his memory advantage...

Regardless of whether this is an excuse or the real situation, Tang Ze has indeed explained his special strength in languages. In addition to English, it is very normal to know one or two minor languages.

However, Chinese is beyond the scope of what an average student can learn.

Thinking of how Karasawa could wield the heavy iron pot and stir the ladle freely without any need for sleeves or apron, Kogoro Mouri couldn't help but squint his eyes.

Next time, let's test that guy...————

"Ah-"

Kuroba Kaito, who was about to come over to ask Tang Ze some details, saw him sneeze, jumped to the other side flexibly, and said sarcastically: "Hey, you're not going to tell me now that you're actually allergic to feather powder or something?"

Tang Ze frowned and pinched his nose, wondering who was thinking about him again. He rolled his eyes rudely and said, "I can't be allergic."

As he spoke, he turned his head and looked at the pigeon standing on the windowsill, tilting its head to look at him. He activated his innate skill and stretched out his hand to it.

Pigeons are not particularly smart birds.

Although not as exaggerated as a famous stupid bar pet that often kills itself on other people's windows, the intelligence level of pigeons is only average among birds. They have excellent visual recognition ability and spatial memory, which makes it possible for them to be trained artificially. However, they are still inferior to highly intelligent birds such as crows that can skillfully use tools.

Even the particularly spiritual pigeons that have been selected by Kaito Kid are the same.

Therefore, Tang Ze was extremely confident when he extended his hand.

The snow-white dove observed his movements for a while, blinked, and soon, in front of Kuroba Kaito's shocked sight, it lightly jumped onto his hand.

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"What!? What?! Hey, Joker, using special abilities to deal with other people's pigeons is too much!" Kuroba Kaito jumped up immediately.

"Just answering your question." Tang Ze was very satisfied with the test results. He turned off the halo again, cleared his throat, and turned back. "I'm really not allergic, right? But why do you suddenly ask such a question? Did you meet someone who is too much of a feather fan?"

"Ah, yes..." When mentioning this, Kuroba Kaito couldn't help but roll his eyelids, "One of the people invited by the Suzuki family was allergic to pigeon feather powder to an extremely exaggerated degree. He couldn't even use a feather pillow. It's too exaggerated..."

Putting aside his identity as a phantom thief, Kuroba Kaito is also a great magician who inherited his father's skills, and it is impossible for him not to deal with pigeons.

Even if he could easily disguise himself as someone else through appearance and voice disguise, it would be troublesome to escape the unruly immune system detection of a guy with allergies.

"What's wrong? Are you worried that you will be seen at the party and suspected of your identity?" Tang Ze raised his eyebrows and handed over the blue wig that he had already combed in his hand.

"After all, no matter how weird Kitagawa Yusuke's personality is, he is just a painter. It would be too strange for a painter to be covered with pigeon feather powder." Kuroba Kaito took the wig and habitually began to adjust it according to his own wearing needs, and curled his lips.

"This problem is easy to solve." Tang Ze said calmly.

"Oh?" Kuroba Kaito looked over curiously, thought for a moment, and his expression became subtle, "...You don't want him to be unable to attend the party, do you?"

As he spoke, he subtly glanced at Hoshikawa Teru, who was standing not far away with Asai Narimi and muttering something to himself, and he couldn't help but step back.

I have a feeling that this inability to attend is not some friendly misunderstanding.

You can't blame him for thinking the worst of these people. These thieves are much more ferocious than simple thieves like him who only eye the collections. It makes his traditional classical style seem like that of a conservative.

"What are you thinking? Of course it's impossible." Tang Ze glanced at him, "That guy is not completely useless to our plan, don't worry."

"Why should I be assured..." Heiyu Kuaidou said this, but he stopped moving his feet backwards.

He just hoped that they wouldn't really do it. He didn't want someone to be executed by the Phantom Thieves of Hearts and thrown into jail because of a small mistake...

Well, I don't mean that the Phantom Thief of Hearts would frame someone, it's just an assumption, an assumption...

"I just try to stay away from him. Anyway, Kitagawa Yusuke said that he's in a creative block lately and goes crazy when he looks at the camera, so it's reasonable for him to want to stay away from the photographer, right?"

"It's not that troublesome." After confirming that Kuroba Kaito had successfully put on the wig, Tang Ze turned around, picked up a box, and said lightly, "Isn't he allergic? Just add anti-allergic medicine to his food. Olopatadine, dexamethasone, prednisone, tranilast..."

Hearing him fluently reciting the names of the drugs, Kuroba Kaito waved his hands hurriedly: "Stop, stop, stop - you can't just let people take medicine! What if he's allergic to other drugs..."

Tang Ze looked at him with a puzzled look.

These are all foods for people with allergies, so the problem will definitely not be serious.

However, he fully understood Kuroba Kaito's kindness and comforted him, "These are antihistamines and receptor antagonists, there will be no problem. Don't worry, Cheng Shi will find out his medication history before giving him the drugs, so you can go with peace of mind."

"Hey, no, I have to go take a shower..." Kuroba Kaito struggled for a while, holding on to the door frame and refused to leave the cloakroom. "This is just a problem with Yu fans, don't let anything happen in the end..."

"Okay, stop dawdling. If you dare to get your clothes dirty, just let me show you." Tang Ze stuffed the box in his hand into his arms and said without leaving any room for refusal.

After all, he was going to attend a formal occasion as Kitagawa Yusuke.

Ever since he received a kimono made by Ruzuki Minemizu at the previous art exhibition, he would always wear this set of clothes whenever he needed to attend various public occasions such as banquets in this identity.

The cloth dyed by the old man himself is actually very delicate and cannot withstand much washing. Tang Ze takes good care of the cloth he wears himself, and now that he has handed it over to Kuroba Kaito, he can't help but give some instructions.

"I've already told you not to do this. Let me make a fake one first. Is that a big deal..." Heiyu Kuaidou said with disdain, but he was very careful in taking over the task with his hands.

"You should worry about something else first." Tang Ze glanced down at his feet and pursed his lips.

Karasawa is 178cm tall, and when he was about to play Kitagawa Yusuke, he was troubled by the problem of height increase. What about Kuroba Kaito who is a little shorter than him...

(End of this chapter)