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

Tang Ze reluctantly put down his phone and made a gesture of spreading his hands: "Sorry, suddenly a little urgent...... Anyway, Mr. Maori has slept now, so you should go by yourself, right? ”

After some exploration and reasoning, Conan has successfully embarked on the established reasoning route, not only confirming that the person who traded with Tequila is Nakajima Hideaki, but also discovering that this explosion is not a targeted extermination, but an oolong that kills the wrong person.

He was even angrier when he came to this conclusion.

He had been so small that it was not easy for him to find clues after Joker appeared, and before he could dig anything, he was ruined by the murderer's killing intent.

Although this should not be the idea of a righteous detective, Conan's first reaction is "If you want to kill someone, you have to use a bomb!" ”。

And tequila, aren't you also a member of that organization, why are you so uncompetitive! I was sent away casually by a passing murderer!

He came to Tang Ze to help him complete the end of his reasoning, and by the way, he detained Nakajima Hideaki, who traded with tequila, and asked for some news, but as soon as he opened his mouth, Tang Ze was about to be called away by a phone call.

Nothing is appropriate, everything is not going well, good luck.

A puffed Conan went to fiddle with Mori Kogoro, who was sitting next to him and had fallen asleep because of a hangover, and Karasawa took two steps back, avoiding the sight of Mori Ran and Suzuki Sonoko, and quietly walked to the exit on the side of the venue.

Kazami Yu also stood in front of the door and blocked the scene in the police pile, waiting for him to come out.

"Officer Kazami." Tang Ze stepped forward to greet him politely, and asked pretending to be curious, "Are you also here to assist in the investigation of the bombing case?" ”

Of course, he knew that this man must have been called by Amuro on the phone, and he was curious to see what excuse they were going to use to get him out of this branch.

"I'm here just for you." Kazami Yuya only felt that his eyebrows were wrinkled due to the frown all day, and now he reflexively felt stomach colic when he saw Tang Ze's modest and polite attitude, so he decisively took out the materials that had been prepared a long time ago, "Some investigations require your cooperation." ”

Tang Ze looked at the few photos in his hand, his heart beat suddenly, and he involuntarily pressed his ribs.

It's a couple of hairstyles to kill Matt, and you can tell at a glance that it's a bad little gangster.

In the memories of the original body, their expressions are more hideous and terrifying than in the photos.

These faces reawakened the phantom pain in his ribs, the humiliation and fear of being pressed to the ground and unable to move, and then kick after kick, choking and coughing until his throat was bloody......

Tang Ze subconsciously stepped back, put on a defensive counterattack posture, and waved Yuya Kazami's hand away.

His excessive state of resistance made Kazami Yuya unexpected, and the photo almost came out of his hand.

Tang Ze slapped his hand crookedly to break free from the surging negative emotions, and apologized in his heart to the conscientious worker Kazumi Yuya.

I don't know why, Tang Zezhao's memory is so clear that it is not normal. Human memory is like a note on paper, which oxidizes and yellows with the passage of time, and gradually blurs. In particular, unpleasant memories such as fear, pain, and panic can blur more quickly.

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

But Tang Zezhao's memories are different, they are like edited videos, once they are called, they will be replayed every second, and the emotions and feelings in them will also be reproduced.

Tang Zezhao, this child, I'm afraid it's a bit of a problem. Tang Ze was clearly aware of this.

Perhaps, the special state in which he seems to have lost his memory after crossing over, but he will remember it again when he thinks about it, is the memory isolation method adopted by Tang Zezhao for self-protection. He locks his memories into the corresponding "drawer" and does not appear if he does not open them, so as not to have a nervous breakdown like an amnesiac patient.

Tang Ze sighed in his heart, but his face caught the gaffe just now without pause, and continued to act: "Where did you find the photo?" Are you really with them? ”

For Tang Ze, who has long-term acting experience, acting is basically a passive skill, and of course Kazami Yu couldn't see through it, he just thought it was Tang Zezhao who put him into the chain of persecutors, and expressed distrust and resentment towards him.

"No, I'm looking after the suspicions of your case." Kazami Yu also decisively revealed his identity, lest Tang Ze start to evade and escape with excitement, it would be really difficult to catch, he pushed his glasses, "Let's get to know each other again." The Metropolitan Police Department, the Ministry of Public Security, and the Ministry of Police supplement, Kazami Yuya. ”

"Public security ......" Tang Ze put away his tense defensive posture and repeated suspiciously, "You are public security?" ”

"That's right." Kazami Yu also praised his quick wit, and continued quietly, "There are big doubts in your case, and we suspect that there is serious malfeasance in it. Don't talk about it here, get in the car with me. ”

Okay, it's very beautiful, Tang Ze likes this kind of face-saving play.

So he also adjusted his emotions, and with a slightly defensive and hesitant pace, he entered Yuya Kazami's car.

After making sure that Tang Ze was seated, Kazami Yu also immediately locked the car door and locked the car door, inexplicably having a sense of security of throwing the wild cat with its teeth and claws into the cat trap.

Otherwise, go back and propose to Mr. Shibuyani to apply for an electronic shackle for bail prisoners, this guy is really too troublesome.

It's a pity that this kind of attitude of staring at criminals is bound to make Tang Ze rebellious, and Mr. Zhengu is afraid that it will be difficult to agree.

Kazami Yuya felt a little regretful and started the car with a twist of the key.

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When Tang Ze was brought into the Metropolitan Police Department, Conan's reasoning was in full swing.

"You're the one who planted the bomb, Mr. Takeshita!" Conan shouted this sentence into the bow tie and sharpened his back molars before continuing, "The company briefcase found at the scene has the company sign on it bent outward, which means that the explosives are not on the outside, but on the inside of the bag!" ”

The Twilight Police Department looked back at Hiroshi Takeshita, who was squatting with his head in his hands, and said solemnly: "Then, is it that he handed over the briefcase to the deceased?" ”

"No, it was Mr. Hideaki Nakajima, who gave the bag to the deceased, who had a secret transaction with the deceased. Am I right, Mr. Nakajima? ”

"Deal?" The Twilight Police Department set its sights on Hideaki Nakajima again.

"Yes. The bag that the deceased took out from the storage place was 'No. 98', while Mr. Nakajima was holding No. 124. The three of you cut into line and deposited items in the middle of our group, which should be 97-99. So you made a secret deal with the deceased by exchanging cards with him. ”

Conan reviewed here, and felt that his fists were hard again, Tequila, Nakajima Hideaki, and Takeshita Hironobu, I really don't know who is the mold, how can I make this kind of oolong by mistake.

The real mold that was ignored might be himself, Conan pinched the fingers of the bow tie very hard, but continued to analyze in a calm tone.

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

Conan poked his head out from behind the pillar, looked at Nakajima Hideaki, whose face changed suddenly, and said coldly: "Let's be honest, Mr. Nakajima, who is the deceased, and what deal did you make with him?" ”