The strange thief in the heart! But Conan

Chapter 65: The gathering of eyebrow pencils

Author: Six Days and Four Dusts

Chapter 65: The gathering of eyebrow pencils

"Yes, I'm Tang Ze... Right... Now? Well, okay..."

Tang Ze put down his cell phone helplessly and made a gesture of spreading his hands: "Sorry, I suddenly had something urgent... Anyway, Mr. Maori has fallen asleep now, so you should go by yourself?"

After some investigation and reasoning, Conan has successfully embarked on the established reasoning route. Not only has he determined that the person who traded with Tequila was Hideaki Nakajima, but he has also discovered that this explosion was not a targeted silence, but a misunderstanding that killed the wrong person.

He became even more angry when he came to this conclusion.

He has become smaller for so long, and it is not easy for him to find clues after Joker appears. Before he can dig out anything, he is destroyed by the murderer's murderous intent.

Although this should not be the idea of ​​a justice detective, Conan's first reaction was, "What method do you want to kill someone is not good enough, you have to use a bomb!"

There is also Tequila, isn’t she also a member of that organization? Why is she so unsatisfied! She was sent away by a passing murderer!

He came to Tang Ze to help him finish the reasoning, and then seized Hideaki Nakajima who was dealing with Tequila, and asked for some information. As soon as he spoke, Tang Ze was about to be called away by a phone call.

Everything is not suitable, everything goes well, and you are angry.

The angry Conan went to play with Kogoro Mori who had died of sleeping because of a hangover. Tangzawa took two steps back, avoiding the sight of Ran Mori and Yuanko Suzuki, and quietly walked towards the exit on the side of the venue.

Feng Jianyu stood in front of the door and blocked the police at the scene, waiting for him to come out.

"Feng saw the police officer." Tang Ze stepped forward and greeted him politely, and asked curiously, "Are you also coming to the venue to assist in the investigation of the explosion?"

Of course he knew that this man must have been called by Anmuro on a phone call, and he was just curious about what excuse they were going to use to get him away from this.

"I came here specifically for you." Feng Jianyu only felt that the folds were printed on his eyebrows because of his frown all day long. Now he saw Tang Ze's humble and polite attitude, and he decisively took out the materials he had prepared long ago, "Some investigations require your cooperation."

Tang Ze looked at the photos in his hand, his heart hopped suddenly and he couldn't help but press down on his ribs.

These are several hairstyles of Shamatt, and you can tell at a glance that they are bad gangsters.

In the original body's memory, their expressions were more hideous and terrifying than in the photos.

These faces reawakened the phantom pain in his ribs, and were pressed to the ground and unable to move humiliation and fear, and then kicked one after another, coughing until bloody my throat...

Tang Ze subconsciously retreated, and acted as a defensive counterattack, waving Fukimi Yuya's hand away.

His extreme resistance state was unexpected, and the photo almost came out.

Tang Ze hit his hand in a stumble before breaking free from the negative emotions that were rising, and apologized to the dedicated worker Yuki Fuki in his heart.

For some reason, Tang Zezhao's memory is so clear that it is not normal. Human memory is like notes on paper, which oxidizes and turns yellow as time goes by, and gradually becomes blurred. Especially unpleasant memories such as fear, pain, and panic will become blurred more quickly.

This is the most normal memory pattern for people. After all, forgetting is a self-protection mechanism of the brain.

But Tang Zezhao's memories are not the case. They are like edited videos. Once called, they will be replayed in a second, and the emotions and feelings in them will be reproduced.

I'm afraid that the child Tang Zezhao has some problems. Tang Ze clearly realized this.

Perhaps, the special state he felt like he had lost his memory after traveling through time, but when he recalled, was the memory isolation method that Tang Zezhao adopted for self-protection. He locked the memory into the corresponding "drawer", and it would not appear if he didn't open it, so as not to break down mentally like a super memory patient.

Tang Ze sighed in his heart, but his face caught the loss of composure before without any pause and continued to perform: "Where did you find the photo? Are you with them too?"

For Tang Ze, who has long-term acting experience, acting skills are basically a passive skill. Of course, Yuki Fuki was unable to see through it. He just thought that Tang Ze Aki summed him up into the chain of persecutors and expressed distrust and resentment towards him.

"No, I'm pursuing the suspicious points of your case." Feng Jianyu also decisively showed his identity so as not to avoid being excited to avoid running away. It would be really difficult to catch him. He pushed his glasses and said, "Re-recognize it. The police department of the Public Security Department of the Ministry of Public Security of the Department of the Police Department, Feng Jianyu."

"Public Security..." Tang Ze put away his tense defensive posture and repeated in confusion, "Are you a Public Security?"

"That's right." Fujimi Yu also praised his urgent thoughts and continued quietly, "Your case has great doubts, and we suspect there is a serious dereliction of duty. Don't talk about it here for now, get in the car with me."

OK, the handle was very beautiful, Tang Ze liked such a show that gave face.

So he also adjusted his emotions and entered Yuya Shizumi's car with a slightly guarded and hesitant pace.

After confirming that Tang Ze was seated, Feng Jianyu immediately locked the door and locked it. He felt a sense of security when he threw the wild cat with his teeth and claws into the cat-catching cage.

Otherwise, I would like to go back and propose to Mr. Jiang Gu to apply for an electronic shackle for the bail criminal. This guy is really a big deal.

Unfortunately, this attitude of staring at the criminals will inevitably make Tang Ze feel rebellious, and Mr. Jiang Gu will probably find it difficult to agree.

Fukimi Yu was also a little regretful and turned the key and started the car.

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When Tang Ze was taken to the police station, Conan was in full swing.

"The person who installed the bomb is you, Mr. Takeshita!" Conan shouted this sentence into his bow tie, grinding his back teeth before continuing, "The company sign on the Mantian Company briefcase I found on the scene was bent outward, which means that the explosives were not on the outside, but on the inside of the bag!"

The police department of Memu looked back at Yu Nobu Takeshita who was squatting down with his head in his arms and said seriously: "Then, is he the one who handed the briefcase to the deceased?"

"No, the one who handed the bag to the deceased was Mr. Hideaki Nakajima who had made a secret deal with the deceased. Am I right, Mr. Nakajima?"

"Trade?" Memu police department turned its attention to Hideaki Nakajima again.

"Yes. The bag taken out by the deceased from the place where the items were stored was 'No. 98', and what Mr. Nakajima just got was 'No. 124'. The three of you went to the line to store items between us, which should be 97-99. So you completed a secret transaction with him by exchanging the cards with the deceased."

After Conan reviewed this, he felt that his fists were hard again. Agave, Hideaki Nakajima, Yunoshita Takeshita, I really don’t know who is the bad guy, how could he make such a mistake by chance.

The real mold that I ignored may be himself. Conan's fingers holding the bow tie were very hard, but his tone was calm and he continued to analyze.

"But the deceased did not expect that what he got was not Mr. Nakajima's deposit card, but had already exchanged his license plate with Mr. Nakajima in advance, and Mr. Takeshita's number plate with a whole box of explosives!"

Conan poked his head out from behind the pillar, looked at Hideaki Nakajima whose face suddenly changed, and said coldly: "Tell me honestly, Mr. Nakajima, who is the deceased, what transaction did you make with him?"

(End of this chapter)