The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan.

"...You know him?"

Dokyo Masahiko, who was originally preparing to make a sharp remark about Kyogoku Makoto's bad attitude, saw that the expressions of the other people at the table were normal, so he could only swallow the complaint that was about to come out of his mouth.

If you give a bad review at this time, it will easily affect their impression of you.

Dokkyo Masahiko, whose purpose was to get closer to them, therefore changed his questioning to cautious one, ready to talk about other things after he had gotten the answer clearly.

"Ah, he doesn't seem to be in a very good mood today." Ran Mouri said with some surprise as she looked at Kyogoku Makoto's departing back.

"He is a waiter in the hotel where we stayed." Suzuki Sonoko answered Michikyou Masahiko, looking at the back of the figure with a confused look, "I heard that he came back to help during the summer vacation. He seems to be the son of the hotel owner."

"You've found out a lot." Mao Lilan glanced at Suzuki Sonoko's expression and said, "When did you ask? I didn't even notice it yesterday."

Kyogoku Makoto found them to inform them of Tang Ze's situation. The two girls were immersed in worry and naturally had no time to care about these things.

"Kangze told me." Suzuki Sonoko looked at Tangze who had just exchanged a few words with Kyogoku Makoto, "You seem to be a little familiar with him."

"Oh? Yes, you knew he was helping here today?" Mao Lilan also remembered and asked.

The focus of several people turned to Tang Ze, and Daoxie Masahiko also turned his head and observed Tang Ze's movements with justification.

If this is a restaurant that the other party is intentionally guiding, he should consider changing his positioning of this person and also changing his thinking.

After all, when Tang Ze greeted him, he not only called out the other person's name accurately, but also looked like he knew very well why the other person was there. In that case, he was playing away from home and needed to make some adjustments.

"I know. This place has the same owner as the Wawu Inn where we stayed." Tang Ze nodded. "It's normal for Mr. Kyogoku to help out in any area. I asked the hotel staff yesterday. Although Mr. Kyogoku looks taciturn, he is still very enthusiastic."

It is normal for him to appear here. This guy has been following Suzuki Sonoko for so long out of concern for her, so it is normal for him to run to a seafood restaurant closer to the beach.

"...Be alert." Conan, who was drinking his drink, couldn't hold back after hearing this. "I saw him staring at us yesterday."

Because of the lens, it is difficult to tell who he is staring at specifically, but as long as they appear outside the guest room, you can see Kyogoku Makoto staring at them intently, which makes it easy to set off alarm bells in your heart.

Tang Ze stroked the well-behaved cat on his lap, smiled, and didn't respond.

Feeling that the topic was drifting away from him, Michikyo Masahiko extracted the key words that he could intervene in from the conversation, and quickly looked at Suzuki Sonoko with a smile: "Are you staying at the Kawaya Hotel this time? It's very close to the hotel I'm staying at. Do you want to go to the luxury restaurant on the beach together tonight? It happens to be convenient for us to drive along the way."

Of course he had seen the Kawaya Ryokan. It was a Japanese-style inn with an old feel, very close to his hotel across the street.

In his impression, this kind of house is much cheaper than ordinary hotels with uniform and high interior decoration requirements, which shows that these high school students are not from wealthy families.

Sometimes, the offensive of money can be a little too direct, but for young girls who have never seen the world, a luxurious life is naturally a hotbed for romance and longing, and they can take advantage of the opportunity to create the image of a melancholy and romantic wanderer.

The tall, rich and handsome man stands there, waves his hand and says, "I'll pay the bill." How oppressive this scene is.

Just in time, the next topic is easier to bring up.

Conan, who was holding the soda, couldn't help but shrink back. Seeing Suzuki Sonoko's shining eyes, he had to get closer to Tang Ze: "Hey, look at his expression."

Tang Ze waved his hands as if he was driving away a fly that flew in front of him, but because he was sitting next to this person, he did not give a direct answer.

His face is full of the smugness of "I can't defeat you even with this", and even with his good looks, one can't help but sigh that the taste is too strong.

"Confidence is also a virtue." Tang Ze said in a low voice with high emotional intelligence.

While the two of them were whispering, Suzuki Sonoko had already shown Dokyo Masahiko a very pleased and happy smile.

What level of restaurant has she not seen?

If she wanted, she could even ask a few top chefs to come home and cook for her.

The main reason for her happiness was the other party's enthusiastic invitation, which made her feel very valued.

But Daoxie Zhengyan, who thought he had a complete grasp of the other person's mentality, looked at her smiling face and just snorted contemptuously in his heart.

What a frivolous, shallow, gold-digger. Her eyes lit up when she heard about the luxury restaurant.

It seems that as long as you further imply that you have a wealthy family and are not short of money, you can easily win her over.

Therefore, Daoxie Zhengyan was too lazy to continue describing and praising the store he mentioned, and he fast-forwarded to the real purpose: "You can bring your camera with you."

"Why? Is the scenery over there nice?" Suzuki Sonoko asked curiously.

"You should have heard about it. Something happened on the beach next to that restaurant more than a year ago." Mikyou Masahiko introduced the topic he really wanted to ask. "It was a murder case. The body of a tourist with long brown hair was found there. The abdomen was stabbed all over, and the death seemed to be very tragic."

"A murder case?" Suzuki Sonoko and Mouri Ran asked in unison.

"Stabbed in the abdomen?" Conan switched his focus quickly.

Tang Ze, who had nothing to ask, thought about it and asked a question just to fit in: "You also came to Izu a year ago..."

Daoxie Zhengyan felt that his train of thought was interrupted for a moment, and glanced at the four people dimly.

How can he organize the language appropriately?

No wonder this boy came to bother him last night. It seemed that he really liked to meddle in other people’s affairs.

"Yes, I was also traveling in Izu a year ago. Anyway, when he was found, a lot of people were scared, and the ground was covered with blood. Because he was suddenly killed on the way to the restaurant, there were no witnesses at all, and it happened to rain heavily before he was found. Now the case has not been solved." Michikyo Masahiko stubbornly expressed what he needed to express.

"Mr. Daoxie, are you familiar with the police in Shizuoka Prefecture?" Conan asked with a strange look on his face, "Do you know their progress so clearly?"

This kind of news of a traveler dying in a foreign country is definitely negative news for a tourist city. Under normal circumstances, the local police would not want such cases to be reported in the newspapers for a long time, as it would affect the local tourism development.

You are a college student and not a local. How do you know whether the case has been solved or not?

Tang Ze looked at Conan with approval for his strong ability to grasp the key points.

It might be that the appearance of Adachi Toru yesterday made him completely enter the state of conversation analysis. Now he not only has a strong ability to grasp the key points, but also is highly alert to strangers who participate in the chat. This time, maybe he can really lock on to the other party faster.

He knew why the case hadn’t been solved? Of course it was because he, the real murderer, hadn’t been caught!

After choking for two seconds, Daoxie Masahiko glanced at the little boy with a low presence and replied reluctantly, "Oh, because it was a tragic case that I encountered while traveling, I paid attention to the follow-up news, but I haven't seen the case solved yet."

"Frequent stabbings in the abdomen..." Karasawa, who wanted to further upset Mikyou Masahiko, crossed his arms in a serious manner, "I've seen some profiles of similar cases. It seems that criminal psychology believes that multiple stabbings of the abdomen with sharp objects is an action with sexual connotations. This is most likely a murder of passion, or the work of a sex offender."

"There is such a saying... I seem to have heard you talk about it before." Mao Lilan was stunned and even drank water much slower.

"Ah, because of the classic serial killer labels." Tang Ze waved his hand casually, "Childhood problems, antisocial personality, excessive bedwetting, cruelty to small animals, and then, that functional disorder."

"Cough, cough, cough..." Daoxie Masahiko choked and coughed violently after taking a sip of beer.

Suzuki Sonoko exclaimed and covered the lower half of her face, her eyes wide open with a look of curiosity and excitement.

"Because that ability is not available, they use weapons instead, completing a kind of mental 'invasion' to vent." Noticing the sudden stiffness of Kyogoku Makoto's back as he was dawdling around, Tang Ze smiled casually, "But this kind of psychology is more commonly used in the United States, and may not be applicable here. After all, this is an empirical discipline."

Mitsuyo Masahiko's fingers tightened around the handle of the glass, and it was obvious that he was very uneasy. It was unclear whether he was furious because the words had come true or because he had been slandered.

But when facing these people, he couldn't show it, and he must have felt very uncomfortable.

It's normal to feel uncomfortable, there will be even more uncomfortable things to come.

"...Anyway, after that incident, there were rumors that she particularly liked that restaurant when she was alive, so she often goes there now." Michikyo Masahiko took a deep breath and firmly turned the topic back to "So in the photos taken in that restaurant, you often see a ghost with a ruptured abdomen and internal organs spilling out."

"Ah——" Ran Mao Li, who was most afraid of this kind of topic, immediately shrank her neck.

Conan squinted his eyes and looked at the inexplicably stiff smile on Daoxie Masahiko's face, feeling disdainful.

Nonsense, what kind of bastard is this, scaring girls to tease them...

"So you want to verify this urban legend?" Suzuki Sonoko was shocked for a moment, but soon she became curious, "Then, let's try to take some photos?"

"No, no, no—" Ran Mao Li hurriedly raised her hands and made a cross sign, looking completely panicked, "I can't even eat like this!"

"Well, I don't think there's any need to be afraid of this." Tang Ze glanced at Daoxie Zhengyan's face and said meaningfully, "Even if ghosts really exist, I think the reason why this poor woman refuses to reincarnate is not because she likes the restaurant, but because the murderer has been to the restaurant, and she is waiting for him to come again so that she can take his life?"

"There's nothing to be afraid of!" Ran Mouri, who still felt a chill on her spine, was almost about to scream.

"The police failed to give her an explanation, so she did it herself. This is actually quite good, isn't it? If all the people who died unjustly in the world could become ghosts, do things themselves and have enough food and clothing, detectives and police would have much more free time." Tang Ze quoted a famous saying in an inappropriate way.

Hey, hey, hey, you're almost writing your support for lynching on your face, you guy...

Conan, knowing that his friend's ideas were quite different from his own, twitched his mouth. He reached out and tugged at the corner of Tang Ze's clothes, trying to get him to control himself a little.

As a result, I just pulled it a little and was pressed down by the cool and rough flesh pad.

Conan lowered his head and looked at the Siamese cat on Tangze's leg that stretched out its claws to prevent him from touching Tangze anymore, then withdrew his hand with a twitching mouth.

Why do the cats in the Phantom Thieves all seem to want to protect Tang Ze? For some reason, they still remember their original intentions...

Yes, he was basically certain that this fatter and a little mushy Siamese should be the Nekko that Kitagawa Yusuke rescued from Teiji Moriya's bomb.

Relying on the fact that its name was somewhat similar to the cat's speech, he tried calling it twice. Although it ignored him, the Siamese's ears bounced along with his calls, and it was obvious that it could recognize its name.