Phantom Thief of Heart!but conan

Chapter 100 Gin: What's going on with B
Gin Jiu bit the filter of his cigarette, endured it, but still couldn't help asking: "What are you doing?"

"Peng!" Tang Ze gestured to Xing Chuanhui to end the last bit of blood that blocked the shadow with a bullet, and walked back to the car and closed the door.

Tang Ze didn't mean to waste marbles here. It's really rare to meet Shan Karabi (that one-eyed starfish). A little blood.

There are not many familiars with weak objects and weak guns. Every time I meet Tang Ze, I will play for a while before leaving. I just received a call. Thinking about it, I am also a member of an illegal and criminal organization. I heard it when I heard it. Tang Ze answered without hesitation. phone.

"I'm working, Senior Gin." Tang Zeshou cut into Goro Akechi's gentle, smiling tone, which made Xing Chuanhui's skin crawl.

Gin frowned, and held the phone a little further away.

No matter how many times you listen to it, every time you hear Goro Akechi speak with this kind of voice, you will easily feel uncomfortable.

"What job do you need a submachine gun for?" As a killer who is proficient in all kinds of weapons, Qin Jiu certainly would not mistake the gunshots he heard.

"Ah, you should ask Senior Bourbon about this." Tang Ze's tone became softer as he threw a scapegoat at Toru Amuro, "It's really too much for a minor to do this kind of work."

He can probably guess the image of himself in Qin Jiu's heart.

Paranoid, anti-social personality with high IQ, but also likes to pretend to be harmless and innocent, with a sunny and refreshing image, somewhat perverted.

So Tang Ze's main acting strategy in front of Qinjiu is to be as sunny as possible, as cheerful as possible. Qinjiu will naturally understand in the opposite direction, thinking that he is most likely suffering from illness.

Gin really thinks so.

"Tsk." Hearing the word Bourbon, Gin's mood became even worse, "You two can settle the matter yourself, but if there is a big commotion, you will bear the consequences."

"Don't worry, haha, I know how to measure." Tang Ze laughed heartily.

If you know how to measure, you won't open fire with a submachine gun.

Qin Jiu was sure that when he dialed the phone, he heard a miserable howl.

Forget it, the game between the two psychopaths is probably in full swing, and it's useless to reason with them.

"The problem of Tunkou Shigehiko has been confirmed." Too lazy to go around with the little pervert, Qin Jiu went straight to the point, "Congratulations."

"...Ah." The cheerfulness in Tang Ze's voice disappeared, and after a few seconds, he uttered a single sound with unknown meaning.

The interior space of the Beetle is not big, and Tang Ze didn't mean to avoid Xing Chuanhui on purpose. As soon as he heard Shigehiko Tunkou's words, Xing Chuanhui's hands clenched the steering wheel instantly, the whole car shook, and the veins on the back of his hands were all Got violent.

Glancing at Xing Chuanhui's whitish hand, Tang Ze replied in a faint voice: "So, can I kill him?"

"No, he is still useful to the organization. He will arrange for you to visit his curtain call performance." After all, Akechi Goro has a direct relationship with Tunguchi Shigehiko, and the organization will not arrange Akechi Wu Lang went to carry out the assassination.

However, Shigehiko Tunkou is not a small person, and the organization would have arranged for someone to support and assist the executor, so it was a suitable choice for Akechi Goro to come.

"That's so boring." Tang Ze continued with this erratic voice, "Originally, I thought he had carefully arranged a suitable stage... Forget it, that's fine."

Tang Ze stared into Xing Chuanhui's eyes the whole time, so that he avoided his gaze, closed his eyes full of hatred, and stopped letting Tang Ze see his fierce gaze.

Patting him on the shoulder reassuringly, Tang Ze regained his energetic tone: "I see, Senior Gin. So, is there anything else, I still have unfinished work assigned to me by Senior Bourbon. "

As soon as the words fell, the Beetle hit its head on the platform in front of it. The distraught driver obviously didn't observe the road conditions carefully, and the car crashed on the edge of the platform.

Gin: "..." What's the news... What did Bourbon want Kumail to do?

Forget it, it's better to ask Bourbon directly for this kind of question.

"Don't attract the note, pay attention to the movement." With a warning, Gin Jiu hung up the phone.

Tang Ze, who was so shaken, shook his head. He didn't care about what Guan Qinjiu said at the end, and hurriedly got out of the car to check the front of the car.

Although buying a car is not a big problem, it is not easy to transport it into the subway station!

"Sorry, I..." Xing Chuanhui stepped down from the side of the driver's seat with a embarrassed expression, "I didn't notice..."

"It's not your fault, it's all Gin's fault." Tang Ze heaved a sigh of relief after confirming that the paint was scratched a bit. It's a small problem. Anyway, the car has been creating shadows all day long, so it's just a scratch. He waved his hand Throw the responsibility to Gin.

Xing Chuanhui gave a wry smile, remembering what Qin Jiu said just now, his face became gloomy again: "Tunkou Shigehiko, are you going to be silenced by the organization?"

"Yeah." Not surprised by this development, Tang Ze shrugged, "Actually, even if I don't do anything, he won't live long."

"That's fine." Xing Chuanhui raised his head and looked at the strange black-red wall that seemed to be soaked with blood in the Impression Space, showing no signs of relaxation. "It's fine to let the organization do it."

...Otherwise, he really couldn't help but kill that man with his own hands.

"Actually, I wanted to kill him for you." Tang Ze's voice interrupted Xing Chuanhui's sinking emotions. He was stunned and looked at Tang Ze in disbelief.

"What are you looking at me like that for?" Tang Ze folded his arms amusedly, leaning against the car of the Beetle, "...you don't think I'm a law-abiding young man, do you? Your father is really disgusting Human scum, the kind that makes people want to kill more."

Of course, Tang Ze would be able to kill people. Otherwise, he had been undercover for so many years, how did he get to a high position and obtain important fatal information?
His burden on this may be even lower than that of Xing Chuanhui, because he really grew up in an organization that completely lost the ethics and morals of modern society, abandoned himself and the past, and forcibly grew up.

In order to perfect the identity of the undercover agent, to enrich Kumail's setting, and to a small extent because of the suffering that Xing Chuanhui suffered, Tang Ze originally planned to abandon the important plot of Pisco's assassination and kill Shigehiko Tunkou by himself.

He doesn't resist killing a guy like that.

However, the organization seems to have its own ideas and does not intend to let Kumail do it. Tang Ze can only express his deep regret.

"It's enough for you to think so." Xing Chuanhui shook his head, "Thank you. Let the organization kill him, that's fine."

"Why are you thanking me all of a sudden?" Tang Ze shook his hair, and he felt some kind of touch from his tone, and he got goosebumps, "Don't get me wrong, I'm not here to fight injustice for you, I'm here to be an undercover agent, to kill you." It's just that he is more in line with your background and personality..."

"Let's take it as it is." Xing Chuanhui laughed, and the heavy shackles in his heart loosened a little.

He understood Tang Ze's style a little bit.

Tang Ze is somewhat hard-spoken and soft-hearted. He insists on describing himself as extremely utilitarian, as if admitting that he was touched and moved, as if he had lost.

But no matter what Tang Ze said, he would accept it.

"Let's go leader, I heard the chain ringing... Is it that, a strong shadow is about to appear."

"Ah, I accidentally timed out and walked around. It's okay to fight, but it takes too much time to fight that thing. Hurry up and go to the next floor."

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"Huh? I squeezed Kumail?" Toru Amuro threw away the cloth towel to wipe his hands, and asked in confusion.

Tang Ze...what did you do to throw the pot at me?Just throw it away, at least you can breathe in advance, right?

Thinking of this in his heart, the veteran undercover's words turned smoothly: "It's just a little test...he won't cry at you, right? He's still a child after all."

No matter what Tang Ze did, since Qin Jiu's tone was that he was squeezing his subordinates, it was always right to ridicule him.

Sure enough, Qin Jiu didn't hear any doubts, and just sneered twice: "Be careful, I hope I don't see the faces of you two idiots on the front page tomorrow."

"Don't worry, compared to you, a reckless man who kills all day with a gun on the street without changing vehicles or clothes, we will have a longer life." In terms of mocking colleagues and eccentricity, Kumail played by Tang Ze You can really only call Bourbon a senior.

Gin took a deep breath, and once again chose to go straight to the point: "Investigate the Shinkansen bombing, someone witnessed Akai Shuichi appearing at the scene."

There was a cold light in Toru Amuro's eyes, and his voice sank: "Are you sure it's him? It's unlikely. If he hadn't left Japan, he would have been caught by me long ago."

"It's very likely not me." Of course, Gin Jiu wouldn't come to work with only such a little information, "You also saw the front page news. It's that strange thief who disguised himself as him and was active."

Hearing that he said it wasn't him, Toru Amuro's aura immediately dissipated by half.

As soon as he rolled his eyes, he realized something, and said gloatingly: "Oh, so that bomb is your handwriting...I said Gin, you should really consider a more efficient method, throwing it on the Shinkansen bomb……"

Gin took another breath.

Compared with the bastard Bourbon, he actually felt that Kumail was still the one with a good attitude and better communication.

"Investigate their connections. With so much funding, it's not for you to go out and waste ammunition."

After finishing speaking, Gin cut off the phone with a "snap", not wanting to hear another word from Toru Amuro.

"Waste of ammunition..." Putting down the phone, Toru Amuro frowned and repeated the word.

...So Qin Jiu ran into Tang Ze shooting random guns outside?What the hell is this kid...

Amuro patted his forehead and sighed.

However, the information provided by Gin is indeed a problem.

Amuro thought about it.

In any case, Akai Shuichi's true identity is an undercover agent of the FBI. Joker will not choose to use his image for activities for no reason. These monster thieves like to try their best to understand the character and habits of the target before changing their clothes, so that they can easily replace their identities.

So at the very least, the joker knows Akai Shuichi's actions and conversations, and has seen him in person.

This is not an easy task for a code member of an organization or an undercover agent of the FBI.

"Joker has a certain connection with the organization, but this connection may be because he stands on the opposite side of the organization..." His sharp eyes cast on the bar, and fell on the photo full of tension on the front page of the newspaper, Jiang Guling briefly On the line, "good."

(End of this chapter)