Gin, who was approaching the strange thief, suddenly felt a pain in his shoulder.

He immediately reached out and covered his shoulder, and his first reaction was to look at Joker, who was clutching his chest and swaying with an exhausted appearance.

Looking at the reproduction of this famous scene, Tang Ze raised his head.

Under the cover of the black cloth on his face, Gin could not see the expression on the upper half of his face, but he could see his malicious smile.

It's not good, it's a fraud!

Gin immediately stopped moving forward and glanced warily at the open rooftop door behind him.

With a successful blow, Conan immediately dodged to avoid being exposed to Gin's field of vision.

Now, as long as he is not seen by Gin, the other party will not be able to estimate the enemy's situation, and he will not act rashly.

He raised his bow tie, too late to adjust the collector, and then shouted in Shinichi Modo's voice: "I've got it, go into the chimney, hurry up and get into the chimney!" ”

Tang Ze looked in the direction of the rooftop gate and was happy.

He felt that the scene was actually quite serious, and he didn't seem to spoil the atmosphere too much, but he still felt a little fun.

Not only the joy of seeing the reproduction of the famous scene, but also the joy of witnessing the scene with your own eyes.

An elementary school student anesthetizes a watch in one hand and suppresses two big men with guns......

That is, Conan, ordinary people really can't play this contrast effect, and he is worthy of him.

After the music, in the spirit of acting and acting, Tang Ze staggered and grabbed the open chimney mouth, and made a pretentious gesture to climb inward.

His movements attracted the attention of the pinned down Gin and Vodka, who raised his gun and pulled the trigger in his direction.

Tang Ze squinted his eyes, out of a kind of plastic comradeship, he didn't open the P that he sucked, but directly opened the gun and caught the gun with his shoulder.

The bullet hit him in the shoulder and silently failed.

"Ahh On the contrary, it was the vodka who fired the gun, raised his hand to cover his shoulder, and looked at the gun in his hand in amazement.

Different from the original situation where you can only use a mask in another world, this world is actually a bit nondescript P3 worldview, which is also the basis for Tang Ze to be able to casually henshin in reality.

But after all, it's only a half-baked fusion world, and Tang Ze can't really summon a P direct physical veil like a stand-in messenger, and all that can work is a variety of passive skills that act on himself.

Therefore, a pure game mechanism that is completely illogical like object reversal will not be said in reality to say that as soon as Tang Ze turns on the passive, the person who shot him will be shot eight times in the back and die of suicide.

The effect it inflicts is more akin to a phantom pain, like being hit by a powerful rubber bullet.

It doesn't necessarily break, but it hurts.

As for where this study comes from......

It can only be said that the regiment commander who opened the mask with the regiment members was crumbs, and the regiment commander was angry and ruined, and the regiment members who directly pulled out their guns when the regiment commander could not beat them were also half a catty.

"The alloy on his body is not an ornament." It can be said to be a misunderstanding, or it can be said to point to the essence, and Gin stopped the vodka from raising the gun again.

And Tang Ze, who slowly climbed into the chimney, finally felt a light shock from the mobile phone attached to his chest that he had been waiting for for a long time.

It worked, his greedy plan.

Going around and around, he finally got the last bit of wool from Kenzo Kazayama, and the surplus value was used very thoroughly.

So, Tang Ze put on a smile that the treacherous plan had succeeded, pretended to be overwhelmed, and finally planted headlong into the chimney.

This wave, this wave is called, the winery loses hemp!

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Belmode retracted his gaze to look out the window, at Akechigoro, who was holding Shigehiko's cane.

He was raising the cane in front of him, looking at the golden cane head, and the black gloves kept rubbing against the golden snake's head, his face full of thought.

Sensing her gaze, Akechi Goro's sharp gaze quickly turned.

Belmode leaned against the window, a languid gesture, and smiled at him.

The orange-red afterglow paints the glass windows in a strong color, and the rows of high-rise buildings in Tokyo are cut by the windows, and the curling clouds add smear-like brushstrokes to it, like a freehand oil painting.

The light of the setting sun pierced through her long pale blonde hair, and she leaned against the twilight, which cut out the negative outline of her face, and also blurred her complexion, making her look unfathomable.

Akechi Gorou quietly looked at her.

"You seem, you've found something." In a slightly accented articulation, she whispered in a low, hoarse voice, "Is the detective game fun?" ”

Hearing this, Hoshikawa Teru bent his eyes and showed a very "wise goro" smile.

Although Tang Ze's wisdom is far from his nature, this undercurrent atmosphere can make him play much better than the social scene full of relatives and friends.

"Very interesting indeed, Ms. Winyard."

He was indeed somewhat aware of his identity.

Sensing this from Akechigoro's expression, Belmode laughed and reached out to stretch away the long play that had fallen on his shoulder.

"Now that this is over, I'll leave first."

Looks like it's been passed......

Hoshikawa Hui clenched his fist gently, and the slightly sweaty palms and leather gloves were attached together, not too comfortable.

That's the real reason why he's dressed up again......

Tang Ze is not very accurate, a cross-dresser who is proficient in disguise, can he see through the disguise of others.

Tang Ze, who has always been cautious, chose to cut the number.

After all, Hoshikawa Teru is the fake swallowing Hayato himself, and no matter how long Belmode observes, it is impossible to find traces of disguise.

Sure enough, the conclusion they deduced was correct, this whole seemingly grand assassination scene, whether it was the target or the murderer, was just a matter of effort.

The real targets are "Kumail" and "Joker".

The organization is testing their abilities in various ways, and even Kumail, who has no flaws in his identity and background, will be isolated from the real core business of the organization until it is repeatedly confirmed.

Looking at her graceful back, Hoshikawa Hui touched his chest and felt the vibration from the mobile phone motor under his palm.

Alright, it's about time, it's time for him to go to the appointed place.

"Old gentleman." Letting go of the hand that had been holding the crutches tightly, Hoshikawa Teru took the initiative to reach out and help up the sweaty face, staring at Kenzo Kashiyama who didn't know what he was thinking about in front of him, "Your crutches." Is it better now? Can you stand up? ”

Disturbed by his voice, Kenzo Kashiyama, who finally came back to his senses, lowered his head, saw the golden snake head, and turned to himself.

The finely carved snake letter was wrapped around the snake's kiss, and the red eyes inlaid with red gems made him have the illusion of being forced to star, and his heart trembled when he saw it.

“…… Thank you, young man. He forced a smile and hurriedly withdrew the cane back into his hand and clenched it firmly.

Although he didn't know why, he was instructed by the Order to carry the cane with him...... At this moment, only this heavy feeling can stabilize his mind a little.

He is the patriarch of the organization, and he has struggled in the organization for so many years......

Such an important token is still in his hands, and Shirley, who was found by him, is also sleeping in the old warehouse he prepared......

He is so important to the organization, it will be fine, and it will not happen because of the notice letter......

Constantly comforting himself like this, he stood up straight with the strength of his crutches, and forcibly squeezed out a not-so-good-looking smile, but fortunately he was now covered with fine sweat, his face was pale, and there was an embarrassed old look on his face that could not be concealed, so that this smile did not seem too abrupt.

"Then in that case, the old man will take his leave first."

He left with his shoulders slumped, still remembering his trembling gait, and his heart was already anxious.

Hurry up, hurry up, even if it's to take Shirley as a hostage and control it in your hands first.

Otherwise, once he received the notice letter, the matter was exposed......

Slept over, life and death at the same time

(End of chapter)