The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan.

Tang Ze raised his eyebrows and brought the warm tea to his lips, with a half-smile on his lips: "What do you think, have I lost my memory or not?"

Belmod also raised his eyebrows. This playful expression placed on Xinde Zhiming's bookish handsome face brought a strange sense of frivolity, which immediately distinguished him from Xinde, the conscientious school doctor.

"No wonder Bourbon was in that state when he called me." Belmod also picked up an upside-down water glass and poured some tea into the middle. "It's so good. Why are you pretending to have amnesia? Why, Bourbon?" Ben has given you too much work lately, why are you pretending to be sick?"

"Why should I pretend...don't you know it very well, Belmod?" Taking advantage of the break of drinking tea, Tangze adjusted the speed of his speech, which sounded to Belmod's ears closer to the time when he was talking to himself. The usual tone is, "For no reason, I went to the hospital to deal with so many people. Isn't it fun?"

Shrugging, he put down the tea cup in his hand, looked at the steam in the tea, and sighed in a long tone: "Hey, but you are right, I can't see Bourbon's annoying smiling face, and I am really in a happy mood." few."

Belmod shook his head and made no comment on their tit-for-tat confrontation.

Bourbon, who was considered a member of the organization with whom she had a fair relationship, had so much ill will towards Kumail. She had tried it, but Bourbon had skillfully avoided it.

Before she figured out the whole story, it was not appropriate for her to get involved in their disputes... She had enough troubles.

"Is it for Angel? Pretending to have amnesia is such a passive thing. I really don't see what you can gain from this matter. Don't do stupid things, Kumail." Shaking his head, Belmode skipped the question about Bo. Ben's topic transitioned to the focus of her visit today.

When she heard that in addition to Tang Zezhao, Mao Lilan was also attacked, and that she had lost all memory of her life, her mood was simply...

Cool guy and angel are both good at everything, but they have the physique and personality to always be involved in all kinds of dangers...

"No matter how many times I hear you call me that, I still feel that the name angel is too disgusting." Tang Ze let out a sneer.

"I call her that, of course, because... I really think of her that way." Belmod also understood the language style of his co-conspirator, and he didn't feel dissatisfied. "You yourself are 'collaring' and 'dark' all day long. ’ is on my lips, and I don’t have any intention to laugh at my choice of words.”

"Isn't what I said the truth?" Tang Ze asked rhetorically, shaking the tea cup and shaking his head, "I know very well who the attacker is... His target is another policeman present, and,' Tang Zezhao'. This is the best choice I can make, or in other words, the only way to turn passivity into initiative."

"...To draw his attention away from Angel?" Belmod frowned, "Is the identity of the attacker important enough for you to risk your life?"

"I can't call him that, just a little gangster." There was a glimmer of thought in his lowered eyes, and Tang Ze quickly came up with some guesses, and he said casually, like chatting, "But the reason why he would target 'Karang Ze Akira', It was a good target. I deliberately woke up one step behind my classmate Mao Lilan, just because I was worried that his attack would have some unforeseen consequences. The result was exactly as I expected."

"Did he cause Angel's amnesia?" Bellmode's thoughts changed quickly, and combined with the other keywords in front, some bad memories came up, making it almost impossible for her to maintain the gentle mask of Xinde Zhiming. "He also mastered, 'those techniques'?"

"That's pretty much it." Tang Ze, who was hit by the blow, closed his eyes and twitched the corners of his mouth.

Seeing the expression of ridicule and disgust on the face of the young man in front of him, Belmod couldn't help but closed his eyes.

Part of Kumail's previous statement is very accurate, that is, there is a subtle similarity and reflection between the two of them in the organization.

Presumably, this child's current thoughts coincide with hers.

Some things are undoubtedly of great significance to the organization, but to them, they are Shura purgatory.

Belmode was caught up in past emotions, and Tangze waited for her response in silence.

A brief silence spread in the ward, and only the sound of the white porcelain cup in Tang Ze's hand clinking lightly with the chassis could be heard.

"I understand what you mean." Bellmode reopened his eyes and adjusted himself, showing a warm smile belonging to Tomoaki Shinde. The eyes behind the glasses curved into a soft arc, completely hiding the hidden inside. Rage, "Some things that shouldn't see the light of day should just huddle in a corner and never see the light of day."

"Those who stand in a similar position are the real collaborators." Tangze also showed a warm and sunny smile, picking up the teacup again, "Over there in the organization, just tell Bourbon that you can't tell whether I have lost my memory. Okay. Oh, by the way, I still need some additional information. After all, the attacker himself may have the real purpose of 'Aki Karasawa before coming to Tokyo'. Regarding this part, I may not be able to fool him for long."

"He is still in contact with you?" Thinking of a certain possibility, Belmode put away his smile slightly, "...Contact angel?"

"Yes, he is our current 'Attending Physician', Futo Kyosuke." After drinking the tea in the cup, Karasawa sighed comfortably, his tone was soft and casual, as if he was talking homely, there is no need to be hasty, no need to worry. He said in a slow tone, "I have to lay some more bait before I can possibly figure out what he has in his hands."

"Do you need information about Karaze's previous life?" Belmode quickly grasped the key points from his convoluted words.

Theoretically, Kumail, who killed Karasawa, only had brief contact with him after he came to Tokyo.

Regarding the Karasawa couple's research data itself, Kumail may have done some private manipulation, but that is a large amount of information that should not be revealed. He must be cautious and handle it as if he doesn't understand anything. .

Tang Ze nodded, and in a naturally relaxed tone, as if he didn't know what he was asking for, he answered innocently: "Exactly. How can the character impress the audience without giving the actor a detailed script? You know this better than anyone.”

When Belmod heard this, he narrowed his eyes and carefully looked at the expression on his face that was very suitable for Tang Zezhao's appearance. This innocent, slightly confused look looks particularly aggrieved on this baby face with soft contours.

is it really like this……

He clearly played the identity of Kara Ze Akira very well, so well that the cool guy who was famous for his insight was unaware of his existence, so well that Bourbon was so disgusted with his mask, so well that it was real. As the organization expected, it attracted the attention of the psychology community.

Does a little monster who plays with people's hearts to this extent need other materials to assist his performance?

Belmode didn't quite believe it.

"Is it really for this purpose? You are a genius who can break away from the script and improvise. Do you urgently need those auxiliary materials, accomplice?" Bermod said this half seriously, half tentatively.

Tangze placed the drained tea cup on the table and tapped the wall of the cup twice with his fingertips. The clear resonance echoed in the pure white porcelain cup.