The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

"Tang Ze is learning Chinese? When did it start?" Conan spit out the foam in his mouth, raised his head strangely and looked at the sleepy Mao Lilan, "His English grades seem to be good, but..."

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

Even if Tang Ze is indeed as he said, he has some talent in language learning, he shouldn't be able to learn other languages ​​so quickly?

"Well, he not only spoke Chinese to Miss Pu Si Qinglan, but also kept talking to her about the exhibition that will be held at the Suzuki Museum of Art. Maybe Miss Pu Si felt that there was something wrong with him, so he didn't let her go. As for whether he is a beginner, I can't judge..."

But the Tang Ze who pulled her and Sonoko to sit there and refused to leave yesterday was not at all the usual easy-to-talk and easy-to-communicate attitude, and never embarrassed the speaker.

He didn't seem to say anything inappropriate, but the attitude of not giving up and actively starting 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 was no major problem with the other party, he would always have more suitable choices than pulling three high school students to talk to a lady impolitely.

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

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

Nakamori Ginzo, 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. He just shows that he is determined to win, and requires all people entering and leaving the venue to be inspected by the police.

Conan understands the reason, but isn't it too much to pull the face of even elementary school students to check their disguises?

"Well, okay, there is this possibility..." Ran Mao Li shrugged and stopped dwelling on this question. "According to the time that Kidd predicted, we will see the result tomorrow, right?"

"Yeah." Conan wiped his face, stepped on his slippers and slowly followed Ran Mao Li 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."

In theory, he can understand that the Suzuki family, who have a mountain of treasures and a large number of books at home, don't care much about a treasure that has a certain value but is not dazzling to that extent, but it is 800 million after all.

If it is accidentally damaged during the transfer process, even if Kaito Kidd is really caught, Nakamori Ginzo, who caused such a large amount of loss, may have to live next door to Kaito Kid.

...He may even be sentenced to a longer sentence than Kidd because of the nature of his work.

"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 now, but also the operation and management in the future, 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, it was the Suzuki family who opened an art museum in Osaka, and Suzuki Sonoko brought her friends to support and travel. She just showed up in social occasions and represented the family's attitude.

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

For such a large project, the funds mobilized are not few. To be able to make such a decision, it can be seen how determined Sonoko is.

Of course, no one would think that if she really didn't operate well here, the Suzuki family would really watch the industry she managed flow out or liquidate, but even for the unlearned young men and women, this is already a strong enough signal.

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

"Well, that's right..." Maori Ran held her chin and thought, "If you didn't say it, I wouldn't be able to react. The real 'victim' this time is obviously Sonoko."

"She should write an agreement with the police." Conan thought and said slowly, "Otherwise, maybe the police won't pay attention to the transportation protection work..."

"Ahem!"

The two were still chatting, and a rather deliberate and exaggerated cough came.

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

--He was not allowed to participate in the protection of the Egg of Memories, but was contacted by the actual participant Nakamori Ginzo for a whole night. Perhaps because of the heavy class atmosphere, he looked very resentful.

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

Mori Ran seemed to realize something, looked down at her clothes, and then glanced at Maori Kogoro in a panic.

I always feel that Dad, it seems...

Restraining her eyes not to wander to Conan, Mao Li Ran lowered her head.

"I know, Dad."

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

"Even if you are still a primary school student, you should understand the difference between men and women at your age, right?" He stared at Conan faintly, "It's not polite to stare at a woman's pajamas, kid."

Conan, who also felt a subtle smell, didn't dare to answer and ran away.

When the two young people were separated by his ruthless hands, Maori Kogoro, who felt a little better, stretched his waist with satisfaction and sat on the sofa in the suite.

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

It's normal for Tang Ze to speak foreign languages.

This kid always likes to make excuses, saying that he had a hard time catching up with his peers because of his illness, and his academic performance was not good. He just showed some talent in language simply because of his memory advantage...

Whether this is an excuse or the truth, Tang Ze did explain his special power in language. In addition to English, it is very normal to know one or two minor languages.

But, Chinese... It is really beyond the scope of what ordinary students can learn...

Thinking of Tang Ze who can freely wield the heavy iron pot without sleeves and aprons, Maori Kogoro couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

Next time, let's test that guy...

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"A-choo——"

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 that you are actually allergic to feather powder or something?"

Tang Ze frowned and pinched his nose, thinking about who was thinking about him again. He rolled his eyes very impolitely: "Allergic, it's definitely impossible to be allergic."

As he said, he turned his head and looked at the pigeon standing on the window sill, tilting his head to look at him. While opening the talent skill, he stretched out his hand to it.

Pigeons are not particularly smart birds.

Although it's not as exaggerated as a famous stupid bar pet who often kills himself on other people's windows, the intelligence level of pigeons themselves is only average among birds. They have excellent visual recognition ability and spatial memory, which makes them possible to be trained by humans. Compared with high-IQ birds such as crows that can skillfully use tools, they are still a little worse.

Even if it was a particularly spiritual pigeon selected by Kaito Kidd, it was the same.

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

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

"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." Very satisfied with the test results, Tang Ze closed the halo again, cleared his throat, and turned back, "I am indeed not allergic, right? But why do you suddenly ask such a question? Did you meet someone with excessive feather powder?"

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

Apart from his identity as a thief, Kuroba Kaito is also a great magician who inherited his father's business. It is impossible for him not to deal with pigeons.

Even if he can easily pretend to be someone else through disguise and voice, it is still a problem to escape the disobedient immune system test of a guy with an allergic constitution.

"What's wrong, are you worried that you will be seen by the other party at the banquet and doubt 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's 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, curling his lips.

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

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

As he said this, he subtly glanced at Hoshikawa Teru, who was standing with Asai Narimi not far away, mumbling something, and couldn't help but shrink his feet.

I always feel that this kind of inability to attend is not a friendly misunderstanding.

It can't be blamed on him for thinking badly of these people. In fact, these thieves are much more fierce than simple thieves like him who only focus on the collections, making his traditional classical style look like some kind of conservative.

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

"Why should I worry..." Hei Yu Kuaidou said this, and the movement of retreating his feet finally stopped.

It's good that they won't really do it. He doesn't want someone to be executed by the Phantom Thieves of Heart and thrown into prison because of a small problem...

Well, it doesn't mean that the Phantom Thieves of Heart will frame him, it's just an assumption, an assumption...

"I just want to avoid him a little bit. Anyway, Kitagawa Yusuke said that he has been in a creative bottleneck recently and will go crazy looking at the camera, so it is very reasonable to want to stay away from photographers, right?"

"It's so 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? Add antibiotics to his food. Allergy medicines are just olopatadine, dexamethasone, prednisone, tranilast..."

Listening to the names of the medicines that he continued to recite smoothly, Kuroba Kaito waved his hands in a hurry: "Stop, stop, stop - you can't just let people take medicine?! What if he is allergic to other medicines..."

Tang Ze glanced at him with an incomprehensible look.

They are all for people with allergies, so the problem will definitely not be big.

However, he fully understood Kuroba Kaito's kindness and said with relief: "These are antihistamines and receptor antagonists, so there is no problem. Don't worry, Narumi will find out his medication history before administering the medicine. Just go with peace of mind.”

"Hey, no, no, I'm going to take a shower again..." Kuroba Kaito struggled a bit, grabbed the door frame and refused to follow his force to leave the cloakroom, "It's just Yufen's problem, don't end up causing trouble... "

"Okay, stop dragging your feet. If you dare to get your clothes dirty, just give it a try." Tangze put the box in his hand into his arms and said without refusal.

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

Ever since he went to the art exhibition and received a kimono handmade by Kisaragi Hosui, whenever he needs to use this identity to attend various banquets and other public occasions, he will always wear such a set of clothes.

The fabrics dyed by the old man himself are actually very delicate and cannot withstand much cleaning. Karasawa takes great care of the ones he wears. Now that they are handed over to Kuroba Kaito, he will inevitably have to explain a few words.

"I told you not to let me make a fake first, but what about you..." Kuroba Kaidou said with disdain, but he was very careful in the movements he took.

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

Karasawa 178, when he plays Kitagawa Yusuke, he is very troubled by the issue of heightening. Kuroba Kaito is a little shorter than him...