“…… Heirloom, the world's largest black pearl ......"

“…… 1412, as if it were a file for a wanted criminal......"

Conan, who was still listening carefully to the exchange of several people, glanced sideways, but saw Tang Ze holding the account book, writing and drawing on it, not listening carefully.

He quietly sat up straight in the chair and stretched out his head to see what Tang Ze was remembering, but Tang Ze closed the notebook and looked at it condemningly: "Don't peek at other people's privacy." ”

Conan couldn't see the specific content, but he probably saw that it looked like a lot of names, arranged in a very regular row, and he asked in a low voice, "What are you remembering, didn't you say you wanted to hear about the strange thief before you came." ”

"Something inconsequential, you're going to be writing my address book." Tang Ze, who was caught fishing, coughed lightly, reopened the blank page, and rewrote the information exchanged between Sonoko Suzuki and Kogoro Maori like a note.

What else could he have written down the list of names? Of course it's a beating, no, a list of repentance.

Anyway, he's a monster thief in his heart, and it's not a night or a moon, and he won't kill anyone by writing his name in a notebook, at most he is robbing a few Maori Kogoro's customers, so he has no heart.

Conan squinted at him in disbelief for a moment, then retracted his attention suspiciously.

"Tang Ze, you're actually interested in this kind of thief." Conan held his head in disinterest.

"Why, aren't you interested in 'strange thieves', I thought that you detectives like middle and second diseases would inevitably chase after these mystical criminals."

"Middle two disease? Who is the second disease, don't talk nonsense. I'm a serious detective, okay. ”

Karasawa stretched out his left hand first, "Sherlock Holmes of the Heisei era", "Savior of the Japanese police" ......" and "stretched out his right hand again," "Yasen Robin of the Heisei era", "The magician under the moon", ......"

Conan's ears turned red and he protested in a low voice: "I didn't come up with these exaggerated nicknames!" ”

"But I think you like it a lot, Sherlock Holmes." Tang Ze snorted and continued to hurt him.

Mori Kogoro was frowning as he held the teaser letter full of riddles, and when he looked up, he saw them leaning to the side and biting their ears, and said dissatisfiedly, "What are you two muttering?" ”

"We're talking about the Strange Thieves." Tang Ze immediately sat up straight.

"These fools." Maori Kogoro was already annoyed by the strange thief, "Those newspapers are also outrageous, and they have to associate me with the strange thief, and they are annoyed to death." ”

The culprit, Tang Ze, showed a well-behaved innocent smile.

"Let me see!" Conan saw the paper that Mori Kogoro was holding in his hand and jumped over.

Puzzles, codes, and crime predictions have a fatal attraction to a detective, and Conan, who just said that he was not interested, immediately became energetic.

「April Fool，

When the moon separates the two

Under the name of "Pitch Black Star".

Invited to the waves

I will come."

After reading the above content word by word, Conan grabbed the piece of paper with shining eyes, obviously caught by this code word.

Tang Ze kept recording the pen, raised his brows in satisfaction, and wrote the words "Cup Door Hotel" on the paper.

Mao Lilan looked left and right, and there was an inexplicable feeling of being excluded in this space where nothing but detectives were monster thieves.

"I don't understand." Mori Kogoro sighed, "Anyway, it's April Fool's Day, April 1st, right?" ”

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"Mr. Amuro......" Tang Ze looked helplessly at the person standing at the top of the stairs with his arms crossed, "I promised you that you wouldn't go, I just went down and poured some water to drink." ”

Amuro tilted his head and didn't mean to get out of the way, obviously not trusting his statement.

Tang Ze raised his hand as if he surrendered, his palm was spread out, and the key on his thumb rang with a "bang": "I'll hand over the key first, okay?" Having said that, I really won't go. ”

Unmoved, Amuro reached out and took the keys away, looked through the door to confirm that it was the café door, and unceremoniously slipped it into his pocket.

Tang Ze, this kid looks honest, in fact, there are a lot of ghost ideas, Amuro Toru will not take it lightly, if he really doesn't cause trouble as he said, Kazami wouldn't need to work overtime a long time ago.

"Then I'll go back from work. I'll give it back to you tomorrow morning. Amuro put on the blazer hanging in the crook of his arm, locked the door firmly, and twisted the doorknob twice to make sure that the door was locked, before he looked at Tang Ze, who had walked into the bar to pour water, and left with a little peace of mind.

Karasawa stood in a darkened café, watching Amuro walk towards Mazda's back, and waved goodbye in a good mood.

Then he went up to the attic and called softly, "Twenty faces." ”

The twenty-faced pitch-black cloak unfolded in the invisible world, and the Emperor Dan school uniform on Tang Ze's body was also changed into an all-black monster thief costume in the next second.

He stood in the mirror and turned around to make sure there were no flaws, and touched his hair again, and in the next second, the fluffy short maroon hair changed to white, becoming soft and submissive, reflecting a metallic silver light in the light.

Of course, this is not what Tang Ze learned about transformation, this is a wig.

One day, the monster thief of the heart who was running and fighting on the Shibuya subway suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

Since toy guns can be used as real guns in the cognitive world, and knives without blades can also be used as real knives in the cognitive world, can wigs be used as real hair in the cognitive world?

After all, theoretically, his monster thief costume is not absolutely impossible to change, if he wants to, he can use the game system to come up with a lot of strange suits to change, and the cognitive world is originally idealistic.

The next day he bought a white high-temperature silk and brought it into the cognitive world.

Not to mention, the test results are outstanding, and you can't see the wig at all, whether it looks or touches, it looks like it's completely real hair.

Although this kind of disguise is a whim, it is also Tang Ze's insurance for himself. After all, although maroon hair is not uncommon in this world, if Tang Ze himself, the future vest, and the "Monster Thief of the Heart" are all one hairstyle and one hair color, not to mention anything else, just a great success of Conan's kind of intuitive detective, he will be stripped of his skin.

You don't see, Gin just picked up a hair, and there it was, "Ah, Shirley! "What?

As for why I chose a white one, so that the whole person looks more like 9s...... It's even simpler, because it's handsome!

And a strange thief with black clothes, black pants and black blindfold, if you have black hair...... He's on the scene in the night, and maybe no one will be able to see him, so what?

"It's all said that it won't have an impact, don't worry, Amuro." Tang Ze took out his mobile phone, clicked on the navigation, and smoothly switched into the other world, "It's 'Joker' who is going to join in the fun, what does it matter to me Tang Zezhao." ”