"So you got Joker's mailbox?" Sitting on the table and chair outside the door of Polo's Cafe, Donzawa yawned and asked Conan as he casually flipped through the workbook.

Fortunately, the math teacher didn't care much about handwriting, and the handwriting difference between this workbook and the two generations of writers is really not small. However, Tang Ze didn't care at all, and said that the experience was good, and he would dare next time.

Conan glared bitterly at the note, which was a transcribed email address left by Joker.

The characteristics of the teaser letter are too distinct, and he doesn't dare to run out directly with it, it's too eye-catching.

"And I got a reply from him." Conan was puzzled, "He said he knew the identity of the man in black, but he refused to explain it in the email, and only asked me to attend the game conference on time...... Is there any reason why I have to go? ”

If you don't go, what if the tequila doesn't explode, Tang Ze is still waiting for the update achievement, and the whiskey is getting tired of drinking.

"Is there a possibility?" Tang Ze seriously misled, "Joker has reasons why he can't show up, such as those people know him, those people may find him, or he has sun allergies, social phobia, ......"

Saying that, Tang Ze was really a little moved.

Oh, he now has disguise skills, and Joker's white-haired image is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, can he fabricate another realistic image of Joker? For example, albinism, so it can't accept direct sunlight, and because of the disease, the eyes can't get direct sunlight, so they are stuck like a blind man......

Good idea, write it down.

It's all and what. Conan's eyebrows jumped.

The first two reasons are like a little talk, maybe Joker has a certain relationship with those people, which makes him unable to be there in person, you must know that this is also a disguised guy, if he has the heart to sneak into the venue to investigate by himself, he doesn't need to borrow the hands of detectives to find out anything......

What's that in the back, let's not talk about joker's handsome style of playing handsome and writing on his face, social phobia can't just stuff small cards in people's pockets everywhere! It's hard to refute sun allergies, after all, you really haven't seen joker in the daytime......

No, where is it! Conan retracted his divergent thoughts and looked at Tang Ze and pouted: "You told Mr. Amuro that you were going to the press conference, right?" ”

"Don't worry, he has already promised, and he won't come to train you with a black face." Tang Ze really sympathized with Conan, and he didn't know if the image he played was really successful, or if Conan's incident physique was really conspicuous, Amuro would always use an attitude of "you are taking a bad good boy" to let him run around with Conan less, "This time Maori-san, Suzuki-san, will also come, and Mr. Maori." ”

"Yes......" Thinking of this, Conan felt helpless, "Man Heaven made a detective game based on Uncle Maori, and invited him and Xiaolan to attend the press conference, and Yuan Zi heard that Ling was going, she immediately wanted to come together, her family and Man Heaven have a lot of cooperation projects, and it is very simple for her to want a ticket." ”

Really, since Joker will specifically ask him to participate, then maybe this event will cause a lot of trouble, but Conan's current identity has no position to object to their presence......

Headache.

Tang Ze patted Conan sympathetically: "There's no way, if you come, you can be safe." At least Mr. Maori, they are very good in physical skills, and if there is a violent case, it is safer than you alone. ”

Conan nodded heavily, and then thought about what had happened on the ship, following the Amuro Toru he had just mentioned.

“…… Karasawa, do you know Mr. Amuro? He's a friend of your parents? ”

"No, but, um......" Karasawa remembered the skin that Amuro had put on himself now, and added, "Someone my parents would trust." ”

It's not that you have to be trusted, and people are iron-blooded and police.

Conan sighed, "So, isn't your parents' situation very bad?" When I was on the boat, I saw him with a gun. Their friends, is it such a dangerous character? ”

Tang Ze suddenly, yes, no wonder he always feels that something is missing, he hasn't played Conan this time, he only played Shuichi Akai and Toru Amuro that day, it's time to give Conan a knife too.

"Actually......" Tang Ze put down the exercise book, stared at his fingers, and slowly entered the emotion, "I haven't told you yet." I got the news the other day that my parents had passed away. ”

Conan's eyes widened for a moment: "Huh? ”

"So my case is really big." His eyes were slightly out of focus, Tang Ze slowly curled up his hands, and played the image of being depressed and still trying to analyze calmly, "It is impossible for them to entrust a lawyer to handle my case. At that time, they were no longer there. ”

Conan's lips opened and closed, and he looked at Tang Ze who was distracted, speechless.

"I should have trusted them more." Tang Ze's voice became lower and lower, but he couldn't stop talking, as if he wouldn't be able to control his emotions if he didn't do so, "Even if I haven't seen each other for many years, my parents won't believe that I'm a criminal." If they were okay and said anything, they would have come back to see me...... I was immersed in my emotions, complaining about them, and resentful of them...... If I had thought earlier, if I had contacted them earlier......"

Conan is a little overwhelmed, he is not very good at comforting people, especially when it is so heavy, he doesn't know where to put his hands and feet, should he say "festival mourning" first, or comfort Tang Ze first and want to open a little.

After being silent for a while, he could only cover Tang Ze's clenched fists with a large circle of hands.

"Then you have to cheer up." He said awkwardly, trying to express comfort, "Your parents' deaths may be related to your case, leave it to me, and together we will find out the truth and find out who killed them." ”

Conan only felt how pale his words were, and the encouragement sounded thin and weak.

Tang Ze lowered his head, not knowing whether he was holding back tears or suppressing his emotions, he just opened his palm, grabbed his small hand, and held it in his palm.

"I'm a disciple of Sherlock Holmes, and I have faith in me." Conan didn't break free from Donzawa's overly tight grip.

In the café, Amuro Toru involuntarily sneezed twice after wiping his glass, pinching his nose in confusion.

Is this someone scolding him?

He looked at Conan and Tang Ze sitting on the outdoor sofa chairs in the spacious and bright floor-to-ceiling windows of the café, inexplicably clasping their hands.

What are a high school student and an elementary school student talking about when they shake hands with a serious face?