Chapter 952: Tang Zezhao
"Peek into the secret of immortality and enter an extraordinary world..."
The footsteps gradually got closer and louder, causing Pu Siqinglan, who was restrained in front of him, to let out a hysterical scream.
She tore off the scarf around her body regardless, grabbed the gun again with her backhand, and emptied the bullets from the pistol at the young phantom thief who was walking towards her step by step.
Tangze, who had no intention of being polite to her, remained unwavering and swallowed all the bullets. As expected, he heard her scream even higher and sharper.
"Isn't this what you want? What are you running for?" Tang Ze tilted his head and smiled, "No way, you don't really think that your ancestors are so great and have such power that everyone can Seeking, my power is the same as his, it can only cover the head or eyes, right? Before questioning other people's abilities and origins, first figure out what you are."
"You are just relying on your own abilities to do evil, a thief..."
Pu Siqinglan covered the wound on her body, gasping and stepped back step by step, until her back was pressed against the sarcophagus behind her that was already being licked by the flames, and then she began to stare at Tang Ze with a strange and resentful gaze. .
Without the appearance of this person, not only would she not have failed this time, but she would not have faced such an embarrassing situation.
Although her power is by no means that powerful in the "Zoo", but relying on this ability of surprise, she can be said to have been unscrupulous and unstoppable for so many years.
The rich men who robbed a few people were only thinking about showing off, and they bought treasures without knowing how to protect them. They just left them there, let alone her. She believed that even if they let those who made the revolution come, they would not be able to protect them. There will be people who will object to her approach...
"I feel like you're thinking about something very rude." Tangze nodded, "I'm different from someone else. My abilities don't come from some strange rituals, or from being weird to some magicians. Pursuit. Let’s put aside the sentimental part.”
The expression on Pu Siqinglan's face suddenly changed.
After hearing what he said, even though she had been trapped here for a long time and was unable to fight against the young man in front of her, her face still showed a very obvious look of shock and murderous intent. It was obvious that Tang Ze's words touched her again
"You, how do you know..."
"How do I know that you are probably not a descendant of Rasputin? In other words, how do I know that hitting others in the right eye all the time is a ritual-like requirement, not your preference? No matter how you whitewash yourself, rat tail You can't hide it, 'thief.'" Tangze smiled sarcastically.
This time, he no longer suppressed his ability at all. The extremely powerful power given by Narumi Asai's coop was fully activated. In just a moment, the woman in front of him let out a miserable scream.
Tangze was not entirely guessing or testing. He was really sure that there was some kind of flaw in Pu Siqinglan's abilities.
The specific reason is related to her insistence on punching her right eye when attacking herself, and it is also related to her own ability.
From the first sniper attack, Tangze has been deliberately using counter-injury. You know, Scobin is a guy who likes to hit people in the right eye, but at the same time, like some kind of evil curse, she is also a very A gunner who likes to use snipers.
Most snipers aim with their right eye, and she is no exception.
This caused Scobin's attack mode to exhibit a particularly different characteristic, which was equivalent to saying that she was using her right eye to attack other people's right eyes.
Tang Ze could tell this from the fact that she still chose to snipe Tang Ze's right eye after suffering a counter-injury, and that after the injury, she immediately covered her right eye and refused to let go as long as Tang Ze threatened him a little bit. Some clues
Normally, if you can’t kill someone with method A, why should you try method B, right? It’s not like she only knows how to use a gun, and it’s not like the gun can only hit people in one place. Why is she still aiming so stubbornly at the opponent’s right eye while she’s already standing in the fire? The right eye alone is used to judge people, right? You can't see anything except the right eye?
From this, Karasawa quickly thought of a person, that is Kiharakawa, who was sent to the police station after being beaten violently by Ireland.
Kiharagawa, who also fell into the hands of the Rei Group, provided the largest amount of information among the several mad scientists who have been arrested so far, and this part naturally reached Karasawa's hands through the hands of Rei Fukiya.
Karasawa was not particularly interested in the parts of his interrogation related to the organization.
It is true that there are some contents that he does not know, but as Kumel, Karasawa has much more information than him, and they are all easily obtained with a little effort. Regarding the content of cognitive mysteries, it is not. It gave Tangze a great inspiration.
Kiharagawa is also a scholar who studies cognitive mysteries. It cannot be said that the research is in-depth and successful. At least he has really stolen a certain amount of cognitive ability through research. Combined with his own potential, he has become a person who relies on hypnosis to create killings. The mastermind.
His paranoia about cognitive abilities stems from Ichikawa Karasawa. He regards Ichikawa Karasawa as his idol, and then imitates Ikkawa Karasawa's speaking style, dressing habits, and even the layout of his office at all costs. To such an extent, he can achieve and confuse other people's understanding of him, and consolidate his inner anchor. In this way, he has successfully entered a field that has little to do with him.
"...Rasputin's final ending was extremely miserable. He was a sinner who was condemned to the pillar of shame. But his family was not." Tang Ze walked through the flames and approached her amidst her screams. Kneeling down next to him, "When he became the so-called saint, he was already a believer, and he had unclear relationships with many nobles. The descendants of Rasputin would not be poor people. At least... ”
Reaching out and tugging at her damaged cheongsam, revealing the bulletproof vest underneath, Tang Ze asked her question in a tone of laughter.
"... He won't be a guy who needs to join other thieves' groups and create a false identity in order to get close to the Egg of Memory."
"Shut up, shut up!" Pu Siqinglan screamed, suffering the stinging pain all over her body that almost exceeded the limit of endurance, "I'm not!"
Of course, Tang Ze would not pay attention to her broken emotions. What he wanted was for her to break down, and the louder she cried, the better.
"Choose a famous person in history, a religious leader that you admire, think of him as your ancestor, imitate his method of death, and use other people's right eyes as a target. This is how you gain power, or in other words, you rely on With this paranoia, you are hunting those people’s right eyes to deceive yourself?”
“Ahhhhhh——!”
Pu Si Qinglan's defenses were completely shattered by Tang Ze's cold verdict.
He felt the air around him begin to loosen, and at the same time he felt that the door of the tomb behind him was showing signs of being opened again. Knowing that time was running out, Tang Ze lowered his eyes and spoke in a strong voice that could not be ignored.
"Use other people's names, use other people's life experiences, steal things that don't belong to you and take them as your own, so that there is no trace of your own in the world. Don't you feel sad every time you are called by someone? Scoobin? Pu Si Qinglan? No, these are not your names.”
While talking, he combined several abilities to debuff the opponent and stick to the opponent's back
This is Tangze's true purpose, or in other words, it is his real motivation to insist on completing this series of mental attacks after trapping the opponent.
He wanted to find out this person's name. As long as he knew the name, this castle would be her eternal prison, the eternal trauma and shadow in her soul.
So, to a certain extent, Karasawa "owns" this palace. "Come on, tell me, what is your name?"
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"Cough cough cough, cough cough cough -"
As the door opened again, the people standing at the door choked and backed away due to the raging heat inside.
"There isn't much oxygen in here, why is it burning so fiercely..." Conan covered his mouth and nose, barely opening one eye and looking inside.
In the distance, at the other end of the tomb, he saw two vague figures.
The white-haired phantom thief squatted in front of the sarcophagus, looking down at the woman who fell to the ground. The raging flames had burned onto them along with the dust and decayed decorations on the ground.
"Joker, danger, you——"
Before he could finish everything, the flames in front of him suddenly burned violently.
Mao Lilan, who has quick eyes and quick hands, quickly grabbed the primary school student who was about to approach the sea of fire and dragged him out of the heat wave
The next second, the flames shot up, and the bright light and fireworks completely surrounded the tomb into a ball of fire.
Perhaps it was the excessively thin air, perhaps the flying dust and high temperature, but in short, this small and secret tomb burst into flames.
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The flames surged outward along the passage, and the tongues of flames suddenly licked a few people standing in the front row, causing the crowd to commotion and escape.
By the time they were out of the scope of the explosion in embarrassment, it was as if all the oxygen had been consumed by the sudden movement, and the flames quickly extinguished.
Kasaka Natsumi ignored the hem of her skirt and the burning darkness on the ground, and ran in quickly regardless of the stops from the people around her.
When she saw the tightly closed sarcophagus at the front of the tomb, her feet softened and she let out a soft cry of joy.
"I didn't get a burn. Fortunately, everything is fine... Oh my god..."
If she finally found her great-grandmother's remains and hadn't had time to properly bury them, and her graves were blown up because of thieves who coveted the egg of memories, she was really afraid that her great-grandfather would crawl out of the family cemetery in anger and strangle her, an unworthy descendant. .
"Where's Scobin?" The white horse detective who also followed her in quickly frowned and looked around to make sure there were no human remains before he asked.
"I didn't see it. Joker is gone too." Conan quickly walked around the still-warm room and concluded.
"Are you sure what you just saw was the thief Joker?" Upon hearing this, the white horse detective turned his head and asked, casting his inquiring gaze towards the crowd behind him.
The brown-haired Karasawa Akira and the brown-haired Goro Akechi were both standing in the crowd - to be more precise, surrounded by the police - looking at the group who were busy rescuing and destroying the crime scene from a distance. The detectives showed no intention of coming closer.
That's the thief joker, who is this?
Although there is a certain distance, the White Horse Detective trusts his own eyesight, and it is indeed them who are right.
At least that's what it seems.
From the moment he got on the cruise ship, Goro Akechi seemed to have exhausted his social energy due to the unexpected situation in Osaka. He was so quiet that it was incomprehensible, but Detective Hakuba had been paying attention to his movements. Most of the time, he was in In the sight of everyone, even when the police contacted him, they would communicate with him again with a very business-like smile. It didn't look like he had time to get involved in this incident.
So what was in the flames just now...
"The smell of gasoline." Hattori Heiji wrinkled his nose and caught a hint of the smell, "It may be from Scobin. After all, the sudden arrival of the police to come down with us to explore was an accident. She might have been carrying flammable materials. , ready to attack and set fire to facilitate escape.”
"That, that means, it was really very dangerous just now. In other words, Joker..." Mao Lilan, who was standing at the door and did not dare to go in, heard this and moved uneasily.
If the fire was set by Joker himself to cover up his tracks, then he must have thought of an escape route, but if it was the handiwork of Miss Pusi, no, the big thief Scobin, those two people might really have been caught in the sea of fire, and in the explosion Lost their lives...
"It must be Joker, and he is definitely not dead." Conan comforted him in a very confident tone, "I have dealt with him several times. This guy seems to have some special ability to go in and out of flames. He goes in and out, I have disappeared into the fire several times, and nothing will happen to me.”
To be more precise, starting from the earliest case that occurred on Moon Shadow Island, the joker seemed to have some kind of special effects when he appeared, always performing tricks such as walking through the sea of fire, escaping from explosions, etc. I don’t know if he really did this on purpose, or if he just did it. I want to play cool.
"It hasn't been long since we reopened the door. The temperature created by this flame is not enough to directly evaporate the human body. Don't be nervous, Miss Mori, there is nothing similar to human tissue here." Hattori Heiji shrugged He shrugged and glanced vaguely at the crowd behind him again.
"Karasawa Akira" and "Akechi Goro" standing in the crowd exchanged glances with each other.
Is your boss okay? Although I said before that I might have to change my identity a little, I was not told that it would be so extreme. It was shocking.
Rather than this, you should worry about your disguise. Tang Ze has a good relationship with several detectives, so he was discovered carefully.
In that glance, they both got the answer they wanted from each other's eyes, so they silently withdrew their gaze and continued to pretend to be quail.
Kuroba Kaito tightened the commuting bag on his shoulder, uncomfortably arranged the fluffy hair hanging on the side of his face, and sighed in his heart.
If we say we want to exchange, we will exchange.
On many occasions, he criticized Tang Ze, but he could only say that Tang Ze was one of the best.
(End of chapter)