The strange thief in the heart! But Conan

Chapter 229: The Desert Thieves and Desert Detectives

Author: Six Days and Four Dusts

Chapter 229: The Desert Thieves and Desert Detectives

The underground corridor of this hall, its artistic style and deciphering ideas, reminded Tang Ze a bit of the underground fortifications of the Shuangye Hall in P5.

Although there were no puzzles like huge stone ball traps, it took Tang Ze a while to pass through it.

"The layout is quite complicated." Looking at the torches that automatically lit up as they move forward on both walls, Miyano Akimi commented, "If it weren't for you to crack it, it might have taken several hours just for this part."

"I can only say that Kensan Ye is an elderly person with rich and colorful thoughts in his heart." Tang Ze tried his best to express himself in a high emotional intelligence method.

The shadows in the hall will make people chat with each other, and Tang Ze had expected this.

In P5, eavesdropping on the shadow dialogue and then solving puzzles is also a common way of breaking the gap.

but……

Tang Ze couldn't help but scrubbed his ears. He always felt that he had heard about the ones that were not available, and his ears were a little dirty now.

"He is not, can you afford to see the problem of the lower-level members." Tang Ze twitched, "I have seen members of the organization who treats people as dogs..."

As soon as these words were said, Xingchuan Hui, who was a dog, rolled his eyes at him.

"... Sorry, I didn't say what you mean." Tang Ze smiled and raised his hand and moved up the long steps. "But treating his subordinates and members of the organization as ants in the ecological box and bacteria in the petri dish, this is also a bit..."

"Maybe, this kind of imagination has the credit of my parents." Miyano Akimi sighed long, "My parents like to use some metaphors that suit their professional intuition. Although their relationship is close and there may be a lot of interest considerations and calculations, at least they usually seem to be able to chat."

"Ah, I probably understand." Tang Ze understood, looked back at the cold white ecological box with pumice stone carved in the depths of the corridor. The retro Roman style decoration and technological facilities were nested together to create a strange harmony. "Maybe, he is also an interested person in biological science."

Recalling the language style of Miyano Elena comforted Kosaiya Zero...

How to say it, it's no wonder.jpg

"It's really not easy, it's almost at the exit." Withdrew his gaze, Tang Ze looked at the huge stone door at the end of the stairs.

On both sides of the arched stone door, two statues in bleached robes stood. Upwards, you can only see the lower half of the sculpture's face with stubble and wrinkles, and the front face is hidden in the deep darkness.

The underground passage here has no ceiling, and there are only thick shadows like dark clouds on the high ground.

By the way, many of the shadows here jumped from above and came from justice. If it weren't for the red dots representing the enemy, this kind of maze design in Miyazaki Hideto's style would be quite scary.

"The front should be inside the arena." Miyano Akimi looked straight and held the gun in her hand tightly. "It's just over a hundred meters long, and there's such a long passage, and it's really impossible to see from the outside."

"This is the case in the other world, which does not conform to normal spatial rules. This is a place that is distorted by consciousness." Tang Ze stood in front of the stone gate and looked at the exit ahead.

The entire stone door was covered with a layer of mist emitting a faint golden light. Through the light curtain, you could vaguely hear the noisy cheers and applause from the opposite side.

"What a grand event." Tang Ze instructed, stretched out his hand and touched the layer of light fog, "Be careful to hide and be safe."

———

"What a grand event." Haibara Ai put down the information in his hand and pressed his forehead. "There are so many celebrities and politicians who are about to be imprisoned. Is there really a rescue in this country?"

Conan looked at the paper in his hand and wanted to refute her disdainful statement, but he really couldn't find a reason.

He had imagined that he would get many alternatives from Joker. After all, the level of wealth is never related to morality. He has seen many people who live a naughty life in the upper class over the years with his parents.

However, the length of this list... is indeed...

"If you can't tell the eyeliner of the organization, it's really beyond help." Conan couldn't help but press his eyebrows, not only because of these morally corrupt celebrities, but also imagined the grand occasion of the trailer flying everywhere in the future.

Joker searches these lists, it is impossible for him to collect enough people to play poker, right?

"Are you still unable to filter out possible goals?" Conan gave up thinking about this headache-inducing scene, but first focused his attention on what he is doing now.

"I have said that code members are different from code members. I have been staying in the laboratory and have never dealt with many people in the organization." Haibara Ai looked at the stack of photos in front of him and shook his head helplessly, "What important person can I know..."

"I have sorted it in the order possible." Conan's eyes passed through the photos of different heights, fatness and thinness. "Celebrities, writers, scholars, businessmen... the range is too large. I thought for a while and felt that the goal might still be on people like politicians, artists, etc."

"Is there a clue?" Haibara Ai turned his head and raised his eyebrows interestingly. "You sound very confident."

"The goal must be a role in the spotlight for a long time." Conan analyzed in a deep voice, "Director Akira's memorial service must be an occasion where media gathers, and there are many guests who have not met him during his lifetime. After all, they participate in this memorial service to show their connections or abilities in front of the media. This also meets the requirements of the organization's need to silence as soon as possible. If the parties are just scholars or businessmen, they have more opportunities to take action, and there is no need to seize such a place with many eyes."

"In other words, the goal is to have a busy schedule and pay attention to many shots and sight lines." Ai Haibara slowly understood and nodded in agreement, "It makes sense."

"And, because there are so many celebrities at the scene, once there is a sensitivity, it is difficult for the police to block the investigation like dealing with ordinary murders. They will not cooperate." Conan further analyzed, "The murderer himself, 'Pisco', will also be a person with a very social status."

"There are many waiters and so on at the banquet? I will be more familiar with the venue."

"It is unlikely. If this is the case, it will lose the meaning of finding a code member to take action. This is a job that anyone can do." Conan frowned and thought, "This is also a very strange thing. Is there anything special about 'Pisco'? Why do you have to ask him to take action?"

"Who knows, I never understand the purpose of the organization." Avoiding Conan's gaze, Ai Haibara reached out to pick up the photo in front of him, "If you say this, I'll take a closer look at the information of these people and carefully screen it."

She said this, but her eyes couldn't help but fall on Shigehiko Swallowing.

In fact, if she was asked to guess, the possibility of this person was greater.

She had never contacted him, nor did she know the organization's connection with him, but she knew that the identity of "Kumel" that Tangze used was Tsukuku Shigehiko's son Tsukuku Hayato.

But if the goal is Shigehiko Shige, then the role Tang Ze plays in it is worth pondering.

As long as she thinks that this matter is related to Tang Ze, she will only remain silent.

No matter what Tang Ze wanted to do, she believed that he would not hurt her and her sister. She specifically told her not to get involved in this matter, and she must have deep considerations.

Sorry Kudo.

"Ah, by the way, there is one more thing." Seeing her browsing the documents again, Conan relaxed a little, and soon remembered another purpose of his own. He took out a while in his pocket and pulled out a small bag, "Can you ask me to test this sample?"

"What?" Taken the bag in his hand, Ai Haibara looked at him suspiciously, and opened it to look inside.

In the middle of the plastic bag as big as a palm is a cotton swab wrapped in filter paper.

"Joker, didn't he shed some blood in the publishing house before?" Conan smiled shyly, "Well... I took some samples."

(End of this chapter)