Late at night in Shinjuku, Zero Shibuya walks across the perfume-scented dance floor, lowers the brim of his hat, and sits down by the bar.

"Is the plan going well, Mr. Shibuyani?" Sitting next to him, Kazami Yuya, who was wearing a suit, covered his mouth with a wine glass and asked out loud.

"A glass of Scotch whisky." Tsugu Zero raised his hand, and after saying to the bartender, he glanced at Yuya Kazami, "Everything is going well at the moment, but Tang Zezhao's transfer plan must be accelerated." ”

Kazami Yuya was stunned for a moment, and asked a little nervously, "Did something happen?" ”

"He probably really has the key technology in his hands." Remembering the way Tang Ze spoke at night, he tapped his fingertips on the table, "Even if I'm a 'middleman' for him now, he avoids discussing the content of his parents' research. That in itself says a lot. ”

Kazami Yuya shook his wine glass and said deflatedly: "But the progress of the investigation of the case is very slow, we only found a few marginal minions, the information from the top level is not clear, the headquarters is understaffed in Kyoto, and now we will start to transfer, and the risk of exposure is very high." ”

Falling Gu Zero took the wine he ordered, and his expression was not relaxed: "Ley, I inquired about their recent plan of action. He has to go out with Gin in a few days and have a mission, and there will be a gap in Tang Zezhao's surveillance, this is the best time to transfer, and it will be fleeting. ”

Kazami Yu, who had worked overtime all day, also held his forehead, feeling that he was afraid that he would have to live in the Metropolitan Police Department in the next few days.

For a while, it was an anonymous exchange on the Internet, and for a while, there was a constant news of solving cases and saving people, this guy was so non-stop, and now as long as he saw the word Tang Ze, Kazami Yu would reflexively begin to palpitate, and there was a bad feeling that he would be busy to sudden death.

But in the face of the scrutinizing eyes of the devil's boss, he could only continue to grit his teeth and reply: "I know, I will start executing as soon as possible." ”

"How are the ruins of Tang Ze's house being investigated?" Falling Valley Zero didn't have the slightest intention of letting go of his subordinates, and began to ask for the next task.

"I didn't find anything useful, and the house was probably empty before the fire."

"Furniture, personal belongings, books and materials, these things are not small, and they moved them without attracting the attention of the neighbors?"

"In those days, there was a construction accident in the surrounding area, the residents' cables were cut by workers who read the wrong drawings, and the municipal trucks came in and out of the entire block, and no one noticed the movement."

It doesn't leak. Falling Valley Zero's face was contemplative, guessing whose handiwork it might be.

Such a painstaking mobilization of contacts, just to kill a minor, is really beyond the scope of simple plot techniques. In these operations, I am afraid that it is not only the needs of the organization, but also the personal tendencies of the person in charge, and the members in charge may have a personal enmity with Tang Ze's parents, and they are using the resources of the organization to torture Tang Zezhao by various means to vent his anger.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that Tang Zezhao was in a difficult situation.

He didn't continue to talk to Kazami Yuya, and each of them finished the drink in their hands in silence.

Falling Gu Zero was the first to get up, put down the wine money and tips, pushed to the bar, and turned to leave.

Kazami waited for him to leave the venue completely before reaching under the bar table he was sitting on and touching it, ripping off the folder containing the paper and stuffing it into the briefcase on his lap.

This is a recording of the conversation between Mr. Shibuyani and Tang Zezhao after dinner, and according to Tang Zezhao's description, the characteristics of the case personnel are roughly sorted out, and the thin folder is not heavy in his hand, but it makes Kazami Yuya feel a spine break.

Why do you do more and more work, and it's a painful overtime life......

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When the two night owls met overtime at the bar, Tang Ze, who was sleeping deeply, was also in his bar.

He looked directly at Leon's face with an unkind gaze, gritted his teeth and said, "I'm Akai Shuichi's cousin, and I'm Miyano Shiho's cousin, what a surprise, huh?" ”

Leon leaned on the bar and smiled so hard that his shoulders kept swaying: "It's not good, you don't need to find a way to touch the porcelain, your tarots are flying towards you one after another." ”

"Thank you so much!" Patting the table angrily, Tang Ze flattened his breath and became a little more serious, "It seems that you know a lot more than I do." So sure enough, it's not me who has the ability to mask personality, it's the original 'Tang Zezhao' who has the talent of awakening, and my parents' research really worked, right? ”

Leon said that he knew what Tang Ze knew, but it seemed that this velvet assistant of his must have some information that he didn't know now.

It may be that Tang Zezhao has no memory of floating, Tang Ze can't remember, and Leon may be clear.

What's more, Leon may not have appeared after Tang Ze crossed over, but Tang Zezhao has been watching him since he already had the "uninhibited" trait that the protagonist has.

"You don't always have to think of yourself as a passer-by who occupies the magpie's nest, maybe it's the overwhelmed 'Tang Zezhao' who took the initiative to give up himself and choose you?" Leon poured him a drink and said casually, "Being a guest in the velvet room is not an easy task, just like you now, my guest, is not qualified to dream." ”

"Do you want to exchange your life for a dream?" Tang Ze looked at the wine glass full of whiskey and sighed, "Speaking of which, velvet dwellers will also have tarot." What is the tarot of Ling, Leon? ”

Leon, who was standing at the bar, turned around and lowered his gaze to look at Tang Ze.

Tang Ze raised his head and looked at the dazzling golden eyes, at this moment Leon looked a little like Toru Amuro who was wearing a mask and talking to him during the day, with a smile on his face, and a sense of indifferent alienation when he looked closely.

"You're a player who is familiar with this set of rules and is beyond the game, what do you think my tarot will be?"

"If I'm wrong, won't you send me tarot?" Tang Ze asked with a smile.

Leon only said, "Just guess what." ”

Tang Ze held his cheeks and thought for a moment, and said slowly: "'Judgment', I guess, you are 'Judgment'." ”

This is a very important tarot card, which is often related to major turns in the plot, important nodes in life, and the final chapter of the journey of the "Fool" Arcana the Great.

But now, Tang Ze can't find a character from Conan's character that can have a significant impact on the plot and can be called a turning point, so who else is suitable to hold this indispensable card?

Leon smiled and bowed to Tang Ze.

The words of the contract, which usually came to mind directly in Tang Ze's ears like a whisper, were pronounced by Leon himself this time.

"I am you...... Thou shalt be my ......."

"Thou hast obtained a new deed here"

"The deed is what it is,"

"Breaking the Shackles for the Wings of Freedom"

"I, the Wind of Blessing at the Beginning of the Mask of Judgment"

"For the end game, more power......"

【cooperationLyon】

【Arcana Judgment Rank1】

【……】

[Acquired Ability "Third Eye"]

Tang Ze propped his chin and watched as the blue tarot card jumped out from between the two of them, floating in the air and slowly spinning.

"Sure enough, you wrote all those comments to the helpers, Leon." Tang Ze looked at the note with only an ellipsis and pointed.

"I'm too lazy to make it up, you can do it yourself, you can write it yourself if you want to." Leon put away the wine glass that was empty by Tang Ze and placed it calmly.

Tang Ze clicked on the six points, erased them from the frame, swiped them with his fingertips for a while, and shrugged: "For the sake of the skills you gave are very practical." ”

Leon glanced at the crooked line and snorted in disgust, but did not change it.

Thank you, Leon. 】