The strange thief in the heart! But Conan

Chapter 149 American style residence

Author: Six Days and Four Dusts

Chapter 149 American style residence

"Puff...hahaha..."

"Hmm?" Azusa, who was originally chuckling, turned around in confusion and saw Amuro Toru pressing her lips with her fist, but still couldn't help laughing. "Why did she laugh like this... Is there anything wrong with Akichik's words?"

"It's okay." Toru Amuro tried hard to control his smile and waved his hand. "I remembered some jokes, don't care, watch the show."

Whether it is considering his wise identity or the identity of Tangze or Kumer, Toru Amuro, who can be called a group of relatives and friends, is watching the live broadcast in Polo Cafe.

You have to explain whether the expression of Tomoe's expression collapses... It's true, and there is evidence of Tomo Amuro.

The posing video where I killed myself is still lying on his phone. It is easy to cut off a hundred or eighty pieces.

Do you want to send a few pictures to SNS to increase your fans’ knowledge?

But by the way, how did Tang Ze practice acting skills? Can this level of micro-expression control be covered throughout the entire process?

Should I pull him to train for Team Zero? Feng Jian’s expression control ability cannot be said to be excellent, it can only be said to be unconceptual...

If Tang Ze was asked to evaluate Conan and Toro Amuro's psychological activities, he would say, isn't that nonsense?

What do you think he was working as an undercover work when he was only in his 20s?

Since accepting the setting that the Mihua reporter may be a Kryptonian, Tang Ze's expression management burden has returned to the intensity he was when he was performing an undercover mission.

When Ke Xue is a monster thief, you can be a food or a slut, but you can't be ugly!

After more than ten minutes of back and forth, the staff made several gestures to the two hosts, indicating that the screen had cut into the advertisement.

Several PDs standing in the audience rushed to the stage, helped Nagai Ayako wipe off the beads of sweat from the spotlight, quickly replenished the powder, and handed them the next process book.

"Mr. Matsuo, we...Mr. Matsuo?" Nagai Ayako turned her head and saw her partner covering her stomach with a painful face, "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

"Ah, I just have some abdominal pain, nothing." Matsuo Takashi made a painful expression, turned to the PD standing beside him, and asked, "Where is Suwa, why haven't you seen him appear throughout the whole process?"

"Yes, Mr. Suwa hasn't come today." Nagai Ayako glanced at the studio and became stranger. "He usually takes charge of the coordination on the spot... Is he in the director's room?"

"Please help me confirm where Suwa is good?" Matsuo Takashi looked up and said to PD.

"Akichie." The accompanying PD Umemura approached with a nervous look, blocking Tang Ze's eyes that had always stayed on Matsuo Takashi, "Do you need to make up for you? Well, you shouldn't call that makeup lady, right?"

"It's okay, I'm fine." Tang Ze smiled and rubbed his gloves on his face, showing his intact makeup. "I don't like sweating too much. Ms. May isn't that scary, right?"

As he said that, he also glanced at Akimi Miyano who was sitting in the side of the audience.

Akimi Miyano is watching her younger brother appearing on the show seriously, but unfortunately her current dress is indeed very aggressive, and the audience around her look like she doesn't dare to sit too close.

"Mr. Matsuo just said that there may be a few special topics to introduce later, so I need to re-determine the script." Umemura breathed a sigh of relief, smiled again, and handed Tang Ze the few pages of paper that had been altered in his hand.

Tang Ze's eyes swept over quickly, raised his eyebrows, feeling quite satisfied.

"I have no problem." After reading these lines, Tang Ze handed back a few pages of paper and asked, "Will you prepare relevant props?"

"Props?" Umemura couldn't help but look at the question again, confused.

"that is……"

"Welcome back to the scene of the Perspective Japanese Detective Agency!" After confirming his plan, Takashi Matsuo was in a good mood. He was radiant in the frame. "We just talked about the issue of detectives holding guns. Now, domestic detectives are more inclined to 'easy chair detectives', and they rarely face violent criminals, and fewer and fewer detectives holding guns."

"Coincidentally, the two people who came to the scene today are both standard 'gun factions'." Nagai Ayako made a cute surprised expression and led the camera to the two guests.

"You said that..." Kogoro Mouri laughed twice, his face full of embarrassment, "Although I was a detective before, I also had a gun certificate, but my shooting skills are not very good."

While the camera did not turn around, Tang Ze slanted Mori Kogoro with his afterglow.

Is that right? The police academy has the best shooting skills, and Mihua Little Superman has never won. The shooting skills are not good, right?

"Oh, when it comes to marksmanship, Matsuo's marksmanship can be very first-class!" Nagai Ayako skillfully controlled the rhythm and cut the camera position to the one facing the two hosts.

"Hey? Me?" Matsuo raised his eyebrows, as if he was shocked by his partner's words.

"I have heard of it. Mr. Matsuo often plays shooting abroad, and his skills are comparable to professional standards!" Nagai Ayako picked up his arms and looked like you don't want to fool me.

"No, that's not the case..." Matsuo raised his hands and said halfway, suddenly stood up straight, "You're too modest!"

I was amused by his performance and laughed in the venue.

"But Detective Akichi is more surprising than me, right?" Matsuo Takashi sat back in his seat and threw the topic to the guest. "After all, no matter whether I am or Detective Maori, we are all uncles of a certain age, but Akichik is still a minor! You also have a legal certificate of holding a gun, right?"

"Yes." When the picture was cut, Tang Ze had already brought an impeccable smile, "Different from what everyone thought, the laws on guns in various states in the United States vary greatly. I was in a 'open carrying state' at that time, which means that as long as anyone can see any three sides of your gun at any time, you have no action that poses a threat to others. This is called open carrying, and open carrying does not require any certificate."

"That is to say, can everyone carry a gun?" Nagai Yako's surprise was somewhat true.

"Yes. So what I applied for is a concealed gun license, which requires training, assessment, etc.... In short, it is not as exaggerated as you think." Tang Ze shrugged and said a joke, "In the United States, marksmanship is like Japanese martial arts, which is also a basic self-defense technique."

"Oh..." Matsuo Takashi was stunned by his statement of traditional American martial arts and nodded blankly.

Nagai Yako listened to the prompts from the director in the headset, hesitated for a moment, and still waved with a smile: "Since the only one in the audience is the pure newcomer... Then why not show it, several masters of marksmanship! It is rare for our variety show to have the opportunity to show off. Audiences, please cherish this experience!"

As she cheered with her hands raised, several standing cards and model guns with bull's eyes were pushed to the stage.

Tang Ze narrowed his eyes and smiled, but he was not burdened at all. He just looked at Kogoro Mouri with a good look.

Standing on your left is the accurate murderer who is about to use a small pistol to accurately explode his head ten meters away.

Standing on your right is a shooting game where Shuichi Akai sniper buff is holding in his hand.

How can a master who actually kills a police academy be equipped with a rookie who is not good at shooting skills in such an occasion?

Added updates are written-

I forgot to turn on the fire when I cooked noodles, so I haven't eaten yet.

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