Chapter 527: I Thought of Something Funny

Curacao was stunned, his eyes slowly widening, and finally there were some obvious signs of a change in mood.

She looked at Teru Hoshikawa with an incredulous gaze, incredulous what she had heard.

Seeing her reaction that was equivalent to acquiescence, Hoshikawa Teru was also shocked.

He never expected that Tang Ze's statement that sounded like nonsense was very likely to point to the truth of the matter.

Curacao and Gin are not born with silver hair, but a kind of sequelae caused by the problems of the experiment!

How did Tang Ze figure this out? And his Monster Thief form......

Didn't he say that Joker's silver hair and red eyes were made by him with a wig and special abilities in consideration of the visual effect, and he was not them?!

Shocked to shocked, Hoshikawa Hui remembered his task at the moment, barely managed to manage his expression, and turned his head to look ahead, lest Curacao discover his abnormality.

In Curacao's opinion, Akechi Goro threw the bombshell lightly, and after observing her reaction, he turned his head without much fluctuation and continued to drive his car.

"Look at you like this, my guess is not far from the truth." He said this as if he didn't know the weight of what he was talking about.

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ You can actually know this kind of news. It only took a short time to think about it, and Curacao found something suspicious in the other person's resume, "So, you have already looked at that thing before you turned it in." โ€

Before leaving the Swallowing Family, Akechi Goro had been only a low-level member of the organization, and his relationship with the organization's experiments was mainly experimentation, and it was impossible for him to come into contact with such a core secret.

And the record that made him famous in a fight and stood out from countless mediocre ordinary members was the time he got the code name.

Kill Tang Zezhao, search the core research materials of Tang Ze and his wife, and replace Tang Zezhao's identity to continue to create value for the organization.

Is this guy who is absolutely restless in his heart really going to be honest and have never opened those materials without permission, as requested? What did he find out of it?

Curacao's eyes twitched, and he quickly calmed down again.

The other party will reveal this to her, and it should be that he has guessed her position in the previous temptation, and wants to make some demands on her, so he will come directly to her and complete such a conversation with her.

She just had to keep listening.

"There is nothing so detailed in that information, they haven't seen Tang Zezhao for a few years. I just found something interesting, so I had a little bit of my own judgment. Teru Hoshikawa, who was repeating the contents of the headphones, stumbled and paused.

Even with the bold style of the regiment commander, against a killer who is still in the control of the organization, such a violent argument is still very difficult to explain.

Taking a light breath, Hoshikawa closed his eyes and finished the last sentence.

"I have something in my hands that you must be interested in. Do you want to get the antidote out of the predicament you are in, Curacao Senpai? โ€

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"Are you there, Ms. Okazaki?" Standing in front of a sign with his last name, Hattori shouted twice into the walkie-talkie at the door, "We're the assistant of the police officer who just contacted you, can we please open the door?" โ€

He waited for a while, and there was no response from the walkie-talkie.

This is very unusual, Okazaki Chengjiang, who was so excited on the phone before, and it is obvious that his emotions have collapsed, there is no reason not to give a little reaction.

Glancing at Conan, who was standing next to him, Hattori Heiji directly raised his hand and slapped the door twice, and then reached out and twisted the handle.

The handle, which should have been locked, was easily turned, and the door opened directly.

"The door is not locked...... "Conan, who was feeling bad, followed him into the house and began to check room by room.

"No one, I don't know where I'm going." The small apartment was quickly inspected by the two, and Hattori Heiji frowned, enveloped in a bad feeling.

Under what circumstances will a nervous woman, who is already nervous, leave her safest home without permission when the police have repeatedly told her to stay at home and wait for police support?

Being coerced? Got a touch from the killer?

Thinking like this, Hattori Heiji picked up the fixed conversation by the entrance and dialed back towards the last call.

The other side was quickly connected, and after Hattori Heiji spoke, Yusuke Sakata's voice came.

"It's a flat time, I've already turned the corner, and I'll be there in three or four minutes. Have you found Ms. Okazaki? โ€

"No, her family went to the empty building, and I don't know where they went. Did you contact her again after that phone call? โ€

"No, I've been concentrating on driving since then, it's too congested here. I've already asked her not to go out, why are you still running around......"

"Come over here, it's a little weird." Hattori hung up the phone after speaking, and the ominous premonition became stronger.

The person who nervously said on the phone that he was going to be killed left without permission at such a critical moment, and I am afraid that what will happen next is ......

"Jingle bellโ€”"

This time, it was Conan's cell phone that rang.

"Hey, Tang Ze? What's wrong, why did you call all of a sudden? โ€

"Have you two gone up to the apartment? Then you go to the west window and look down. โ€

The two men walked to the west window, opened the curtains, and looked downstairs.

Tang Ze, who was standing in the garden of the apartment, raised his head, as if looking for their location, and beckoned.

At the same time, Tang Ze's calm voice came from the phone.

"In the public toilet in front, there is the body of a woman. Strangled with a dagger stuck in his chest...... I guess she's the Okazaki Sumie you're looking for. โ€

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"Did you hide so far away?" Watching the car gradually move away from the bustling city and the surrounding trees gradually thickened, Curacao nodded calmly, "No wonder we never found him in the city." How did you find out about his whereabouts? โ€

"Detectives naturally have detective methods." Hoshikawa Hui smiled calmly, didn't explain anything, and his attention was all on the movement on Tang Ze's side in his ears.

Naturally, it would not be Hoshikawa Hui who was in charge of finding someone, it was Noah who used the information provided by Karasawa to call up some more complex things, and also had hints provided by the cognitive world to lock on the position of Jiichiro Numabuchi.

The car was not driven by him, the mechanical structure of the car was fully handed over to Noah after several changes, and the little robot that was already driving a very skilled car in the cognitive world was manipulating the car through the traffic without hindrance, and Hoshikawa Hui was basically "performing driving" throughout the whole process.

After all, Noah, as a two-year-old artificial intelligence, of course, can't have a driver's license, and there must be someone with a driver's license to sit in the car and install it.

And his attention along the way is stuck in his headphones.

In this plan, it is still very likely that they will exchange identities after they meet, so they keep communicating, on the one hand, because the negotiation with Curacao is crucial, and Tang Ze must guide the conversation on his side, and on the other hand, it is also for the exchange of information to avoid revealing the situation after the identity changes.

At this moment, he quietly watched the car drive away from the wide asphalt road and into the wooded lane, listening to the movements of the police on the opposite side.

"The deceased Okazaki Chengjiang, 39 years old, the cause of death was preliminarily judged, and he was also strangled to death, and according to the amount of bleeding, it is speculated that it is the same as the previous three cases, and he was only stabbed in the chest with a sharp weapon after death." Yusuke Sakata, who was squatting down to check the condition of the corpse, said, and glanced at Tang Ze vaguely, "When and how did you find the corpse?" โ€

This guy named Tang Ze is really out of common sense.

Even after leaving the car half a beat slowly, he did not catch up with the two eager detectives as fast as he could, but walked leisurely, completely maintaining a uniform speed.

If it weren't for the route planning, he knew where there was a shortcut that could be copied, and he was really close to colliding with him.

Where is this to assist them in the investigation, which is obviously to make it more difficult for the murderer alone......

"I found out, just minutes before you arrived on the scene." Tang Ze withdrew his gaze to the corner of the building, met Sakata's eyes, and recounted in an unhurried tone, "I felt that the previous investigation work could be handed over to Hattori and them, and I was more worried that there were suspicious people near Ms. Okazaki's house, so I didn't go upstairs directly, but looked around the direction of the apartment building." โ€

Yusuke Sakata stiffened for a moment, only to feel the cold sweat slowly soak the shirt on his back, and a string of alarms sounded in his heart.

Is this guy actually going around downstairs? Could he have noticed his movements?

Damn, I was in a hurry to smooth out the time difference, and I didn't act very cautiously, and I didn't even notice if there was anyone else downstairs.

Speaking of which, the direction he was staring at just now was the place where he had parked the car of the same model that he had prepared a long time ago.

Not paying attention to his subtle expression, Hattori Heiji frowned and analyzed: "So, just as we hung up the phone and arrived at the Nishito apartment, Ms. Okazaki was taken out of the house and then killed ......"

Conan, who couldn't catch up with the timing, sighed: "Now, the clues about these people's past are broken again. The killer may have done it on purpose. โ€

"You've worked hard, and you're really a lot faster than Mr. Sakata who came by car." Karasawa glanced at Yusuke Sakata and bent his eyes.

Separated by Hattori Heiji and Conan, who began to analyze continuously, Yusuke Sakata fixed his gaze at Tang Ze's blue eyes hidden with his smile, and suddenly had a definite idea.

This man discovered his own secret.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Akechigoro, who was staring straight ahead, he suddenly began to laugh, and Curacao stopped hesitatingly, "Is there anything funny about what I said?" โ€

"No, it's nothing, I just remembered something funny." Hoshikawa Teru, who had a rather pleasant expression, waved his hand casually, "Don't worry about me. โ€

Tang Ze is scaring people again.

This kind of state of relying on the extra understanding of the situation, deliberately making things to rectify the person, sometimes scaring and scaring the murderer, sometimes teasing the detective, is really indebted to the extreme, but Tang Ze seems to like it very much.

Just listening to the conversation over there, he could imagine how suspicious Yusuke Sakata would be, and his mood fluctuated violently.

It's really pitiful, this murderer, after hearing about his experience, I originally sympathized with him.

Curacao looked at his side face, which was very gentle due to his pleasant curvature, and carefully pondered what he had said before for a while, and confirmed that there was nothing wrong, so he had to continue the topic with suspicion: "Even if Kiichiro Numabuchi falls into the hands of the police, he will not have much time to live, so his life and death are not the key to the mission. โ€

Teru Hoshikawa, who caught Karazawa's whispering, quickly reacted that Curacao was the amnesiac device from Kyosuke Kazedo, who had turned in his fingers.

After the hard work of Gray Yuan Ai and Dr. Asasa, this thing can no longer accurately and quickly erase the memory of a certain period of time, either it has no effect, or it is directly too large and insane.

And after a certain step of stimulation and treatment, this process is reversible.

Numabuchi Keichiro may have known a little important, but not so important, that the organization would not make a big move, but he also needed to make a special trip to deal with it before the police arrested him.

"It seems that I have made a lot of contributions to the organization." The smile on Teru Hoshikawa's face was even worse.

It is difficult to get serious when I think that Tang Ze is re-disguised with a messy graffiti, and that the sinister mask belonging to Kumel is a fluorescent-colored children's painting.

Curacao clearly understood his smile as something else, and she cautiously placed the bag in the other direction: "I know you hate this thing, but that's my job. โ€

So you don't want a nerve to break something, the drawing organization is there, and it won't be useful to break this one, but it will hurt her, and she has to kill people.

Even if he was a hopeless robber murderer who had been sentenced to death, she didn't want to kill him for the sake of the organization.

"Not being able to alarm the police is also one of the conditions of the mission." Curacao, who was not very reassured, added, "There are a few cases that they also hope to push on the head of Numabuchi, so that the police will suspect and disrupt the plan." โ€

On the other end of the headset, Tang Ze followed behind the detectives who searched Okazaki's house and let out a subtle laugh.

This kind of thing, when you hear it, is Rum's style.

Rum is more like a capitalist who has lost his conscience than the second-in-command of such an illegal group, and this style of "reducing costs and increasing efficiency" is generally not so tossed by other people in the organization.

"What's the matter, what are you laughing at?" After listening to the recording of the phone call, Conan, who was pondering, caught Tang Ze's chuckle sharply, and turned his head keenly, "Did you find anything?" โ€

Tang Ze endured it for a while, restrained the urge to say "I thought of something funny", for fear that one would not hold back the joke, he and Hoshikawa Teru laughed in a loop on both ends of the call, followed his line of sight, and pointed to something in front of him: "Look at this." โ€

Yusuke Sakata, who received an inquiry from the bureau, temporarily left to report the matter, and now in this corner of the house, only the three of them gathered around the answering machine to discuss the relevant situation of the case.

39-year-old Okazaki Chengjiang is a woman who has been married and divorced, and the divorce does not seem to be long.

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ He's a person who expresses his emotions very directly. Thinking of the horrible, explosion-like screams on the last phone call before her death, Conan's expression became complicated.

"Well, thinking about her temperament, she should be more impatient, otherwise she wouldn't have heard the first message, so she went directly to Shinsaibashi in a panic. The murderer may have grasped this point, so he left a second message in only such a short time...... "Hattori Heiji also opened his mind and thought, "Should I say that the murderer knows her well enough, or is it the murderer, for what reason, time is extremely short?" That's why ......"

In fact, his analysis is quite reasonable, and both points are very correct.

Sumie Okazaki, who discovered that the former "accomplices" had died one after another, was in a state of tension, and Yusuke Sakata, who needed to use several of them to create an alibi for himself, was indeed pressed for time, and a little mistake in the arrangement was the result of being exposed on the spot.

But Tang Ze's point is not here.

"I didn't show you that, I meant the ad under the photo." The edge of the torn dog-like photograph happened to reveal the hard advertising page used as a backing paper underneath, and Tang Ze pointed to the bright red sports car on the top, "When I saw this, I suddenly remembered that there was something in the wallet that had been pierced through the chests of several deceased people with a knife. โ€

It only took a second or two for the detectives, who had high IQs and rich associative skills, to say the answer in unison.

"Driver's license!"

Yusuke Sakata, who ended the call with his boss and walked back to them, was stiffened by the neat shouts of two people.

He glanced at Tang Ze, who was smiling, in horror, and muttered again in his heart.

If the detectives and police officers are slow to realize the reason for their arrangement, then he is indeed prepared to take the initiative to remind them of this.

- After all, he is not really killing people aimlessly, he wants to take revenge on them, and he has been cautious for himself all his life, always doing his duty, hoping that the students he brought out can have good safety and realize that his father is right.

In this world, the most unlikely person to be drunk is his father.

So let them know what is going on, and the priority is higher than anything else.

He would not let this group of people die inexplicably, but desperately hoped that as the threat of death approached, this group of people would weep bitterly and truly repent of their unforgivable sins.

Having said that, this kind of thing was pointed out by Tang Ze, although it did avoid the suspicion that might be caused by his initiative to reveal it, he was still more surprised than happy in his heart.

The young man's faint, particularly intimidating blue eyes seemed to have really broken through the fog and stared straight into his heart.

In the end, have you been exposed?

(End of chapter)