The strange thief in the heart! But Conan

Chapter 183 Sitting face to face and talking on the phone

Author: Six Days and Four Dusts

Chapter 183 Sitting face to face and talking on the phone

"I really didn't expect it. The situation in the Tomizawa family is quite complicated." With this touching scene of the Tomizawa family holding each other's arms and crying, Suzuki Sonoko commented leisurely after finishing dinner, "But this is not bad. Brother Yusan is just

Painter, isn't it a good choice to leave the company's affairs to his second brother?"

"Sister Sonoko, don't just talk about other people." Conan glanced at her and interjected coolly, "Sister Ayako chose to marry into Tomizawa's family. Your family only has two daughters, you and her. Doesn't that mean that the company will have to marry her in the future?

Gave it to you?"

Suzuki Sonoko was stunned, and after thinking for a while, she quickly waved her hands indifferently: "Then leave the company to the manager. My father only has two daughters, but the Suzuki family has many relatives. They

I also worked in the group, and they are all very reliable people. There is no difference."

Tang Ze, who had just finished typing the email and clicked send, glanced at her silently.

Relative, 伱 refers to Jiroyoshi Suzuki?

He's the kind of reliable relative who holds shares but doesn't care about management at all, travels around the world to track Kidd, and shouts to Kidd on the front page all day long, right?

Shaking his head, Tang Ze was just about to put away his phone, which had been warm in his hand after fiddling with it for a long time, when another email message came in.

【Are you in Izu? It's near us, right? Tomizawa Tetsuji?】

You kid, you are eating, watching a show, chatting, and still have time to send emails. You are quite good at multi-tasking, right?

Tang Ze stared at the round back of Conan's head for a while, then started typing the content of the email again, and carefully confirmed the email account used before sending.

Although he won't make the simple mistake of logging into the wrong email address...but whenever he faces a situation like this where he needs to open more group chats, he can't help but repeatedly confirm that he has logged into the wrong account. There is always a way to change his vest.

Cramping illusion.

[Hmph~ It seems that you are still summarizing the rules, little detective. 】

Seeing the phone screen light up, Conan subconsciously looked left and right.

On one side of him was Xiao Lan, and on the other side was Tang Ze. Xiao Lan's attention was still focused on the sensational atmosphere, the scene where the father and son hugged each other and had a heart-to-heart talk. Tang Ze didn't even look up and was still using his mobile phone, not knowing what he was doing.

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After making sure no one noticed, he put his phone under the table and opened the email secretly.

[Whether you follow Karaze all the way or follow me all the way, anyway, you have been near the hotel these days, right?

Do you have any clues about Ehara Tokio’s whereabouts?】

More than just having a clue...

Tangze resisted the urge to type "I will hand him over to the organization" in the input box.

The plot seemed to be rushing towards the theatrical version. Tang Ze thought about it and felt that it would be of great benefit to him to give Conan some hints before the story really unfolded so that he could grasp more information in advance.

When it comes to issues involving the scientific research power of this world organization, Tangze just wants to spare no effort to figure out all the details.

[He has been taken away by people from the organization. Now, he may be locked up in some secret facility that never sees the light of day. He is lying in front of a computer at gunpoint and typing codes.

Of course, it's also possible that it wasn't the gun, but some kind of medicine that was fed to him...

Forget it, the details are not important.】

She was asking him questions very seriously, but she sounded like a gossip.

After reading these lines, Conan's mouth twitched twice.

Joker, the chuuniyou who talks about how he wants to cut off his evil, is basically acting based on his likes and dislikes of people. Forget it, there is no need to understand what the Riddler is thinking...

[How to describe it as if you have seen it with your own eyes...

So you do know his whereabouts. Is he related to the organization? Did he really go and join the organization?]

It's not like it, but I actually saw it, although I don't count it with my own eyes.

At Karasawa's strong request, Vodka reluctantly took two photos of Tokio Ehara, who had been escorted to a certain base, as a "buyer show."

Seeing his face full of fear and pain, suffering in front of the computer, Tang Ze felt very happy.

[It’s not really related, I can only say it’s not surprising.

He longs for the "Night Baron"... This virus was originally developed by the organization.

If he has such a longing for it, he can be regarded as a successful star chaser now (laughs).

He is a guy who walks in a gray area, violates laws and disciplines, and has really killed people. The law cannot punish such a person, and I don't want to hear his confession.

Let him wail in the shadow of the organization and atone for his sins to those victims.】

Conan stared for a while, looking at the words on the screen.

That's really the case.

...While talking, the second grader came up again. Joker has been mysterious all day long. Could it be that he is hiding somewhere reading comics and playing games?

And this adjective...

Because I feel that the other party has lost the qualification to regret, I just sit back and watch him fall into hell... Tsk, this guy Joker...

However, Conan quickly found a hint of inspiration from his sentences.

[I don’t want to comment on your ideas. I can only say that I don’t completely agree.

But to put it this way, your "means" can only make one person repent, but cannot make one person pay the price? Is that so?]

It doesn't mean that you can't pay the price... It can only be said that the Phantom Thief of the Heart can only make a person change his mind and make him feel painful and regretful for what he has done, or simply erase his existence and burp in black mud from his seven orifices. There is no middle value.

And if the disgusting scum could be done with just dying, there would be no need for Karasawa to stop Akiko Sayama from killing someone.

He only spoke from the bottom of his heart. He didn't want to see a promising young man choosing a future for a scumbag, nor did he want to see Mao Lilan fall into pain as an idol, but he didn't mean to let the trash go.

After weighing it, he made the choice he thought was right.

[Is this your preliminary judgment of me? I won’t grade your answer yet. Please wait until you come to a final conclusion before handing in the paper. 】

After sending the last reply, Tangze logged out of the mailbox and once again glanced at the top of Conan's head, who was looking at his cell phone.

Obviously the straight-line distance between the two of them is no more than 30 centimeters, but they are sending each other emails seriously...

Gee, it’s weird, and it gives me a strange sense of déjà vu.

"Well, I'm sorry, I'm going up first." He lowered his voice and did not disturb Tomizawa's father and son who were immersed in crying. Karasawa said softly to the friends around him.

"Did you go back to your room as soon as you finished eating?" Suzuki Sonoko was surprised. Wouldn't the swimsuit she specially picked lose its meaning? "I also want to invite you to the beach. The night here is also very nice.

It's... very suitable for enjoying the coolness on summer nights..."

"No, I've been having too much fun these days, and I haven't finished my homework for the holiday yet." Tang Ze smiled and refused her attempt to stay, and slowly pulled his chair back, trying not to make any noise.

This is a lie. Poor Hoshikawa Teru has been ghostwriting Karaze's homework for some time.

Now Karasawa doesn't need to worry about the difference in handwriting in the homework book, because the entire book is written by Hoshikawa Teru.

"That's it, okay..." Suzuki Sonoko reluctantly let go of her hand and watched as Karasawa stood up gently and tiptoed away.

"Hey, my figure-flattering swimsuit is for nothing. Karasawa isn't here at all. The only people of the opposite sex present are children." Sonoko tugged at her coat, reluctantly closed her mouth, and squinted at Conan, "I picked it out.

Swimsuits are not just for brats like this."

You think I really want to see it, don't you? Conan didn't make a sound, but the contempt in his eyes was fully conveyed.

"Yuanzi, your efforts like this are completely useless, right?" Mao Lilan shook her head. After such a long period of contact, she could faintly feel Tang Ze's preference. "Maybe he has no interest in this kind of problem at all.

Type. When have you ever seen Tang Ze focus on a girl's figure?"

"What?" Suzuki Sonoko recalled carefully for a while, and couldn't help being shocked, "It seemed like... Oh my God, is he really a high school boy? Aren't all high school boys supposed to be like Shinichi, frivolous and shy?

Do you still like to be a virgin who shows that you are not lacking in women?"

Conan's eyes widened and his mouth opened and closed twice.

What are you talking about?

Mao Lilan laughed twice at her best friend's words and shrugged: "Tangze is, um, a more mature and rational kind of person, right?"

On the other side, the mature and rational Tang Ze was holding his head in his hands, squatting on the ground in despair.

"I was wrong, I was wrong!" Tang Ze tightly hugged both sides of his head, closed his eyes, and said loudly, "Stop talking about it, sister! I was wrong!"

(End of chapter)