Chapter 89 Shocking Singing
“Bang!”
“Ah!”
“Dududududu…”
Behind Tang Ze , Xingchuan Hui, who was sitting in the car, first watched the battle nervously, then gradually calmed down, and then became bored. Looking left and right, he could only grab the drink that Tang Ze had given him in the subway and start sipping it.
It seems that Tang Ze's strength is completely crushing. Just looking at him, tentacles are flying around behind him, and the holy light is shining, and there are weird... spirits behind him? You can feel that he is really unilaterally abusing food.
After watching it for another two minutes, Xingchuan Hui couldn't bear it.
This was such a brutal fight...
A set of moves was very flashy, but before I could see what he was doing, Tang Ze had already kicked the opponent on the head and was fighting with his gun. After saying a few words, he did a backflip and jumped back to his original position. At the end of the set of movements, he changed the direction and stepped on his head...
Instead of saying that he was fighting, it was better to say that he was hitting rice cakes. , Xingchuan Hui doesn't believe it if there is no personal grudge.
"Huh -" After a round of torture, Kimura Tatsuya's shadow finally returned to his human form. Karasawa breathed a sigh of relief, stood up straight and refreshed, and returned the katana in his hand to its sheath.
The shadowy Kimura Tatsuya, who was knocked to the ground, raised his head with difficulty, looked at Karasawa, and crawled back a little further.
"Aren't you still doing this, are you still being arrogant, and are you still having a bad mouth?" Karasawa knelt down and patted Kimura Tatsuya's face with his scabbard, "You are just relying on others to like you. , In a place with simple folk customs like Mihua Town, she can bear you until today, so she has a good temper."
Shadow Kimura Tatsuya sobbed, not sure whether he was crying because of being scolded or in pain. , Zhou Zheng's handsome face was covered with snot and tears, and the dark mutterings in his mouth could not come out.
"I'm doing this for your own good." Tang Ze said with sincerity, patting his already swollen face, "Speak well and apologize to others, maybe you can still get involved. Target. In Mihua Town, you will die early if you have such a bad mouth.”
Xingchuan Hui, who was looking behind him, couldn't help but take a big sip of juice and choked twice.
"What, what did I say wrong?" Hearing this movement, Tang Ze let go of the shadow that started to dissipate as he cried loudly, and slowly turned his head to look at Hoshikawa Hui in the car.
Hoshikawa Teru looked at the knife in his hand that was stained with Kimura Tatsuya's snot and tears, and nodded obediently: "No, I just want to say that he should thank you."
Karasawa picked a pick Eyebrow, he grabbed the "Secret Treasure Bud" floating in the air, stuffed the ball of light and the dirty katana into the prop shelf, straightened his scarf, and walked back to the car.
"Indeed." Tang Ze leaned towards the co-pilot, "He should thank me properly, for extending his life once and for all."
Xingchuan Hui's eyebrows twitched twice, but in the end he didn't dare to say what was in his heart.
Kang Ze himself didn’t realize that in his Kaitou form, he was more showy and unrestrained than usual, and closer to his true personality. He also had some complaints that he usually only made in his heart, here. They all blurt out.
Hoshikawa Teru clearly sees that in this world, Karasawa is more relaxed and unscrupulous, and his emotions will be higher than usual.
It's better not to offend him. Tu was punched twice in the mouth at the same time, which was not a pleasant feeling.
So Xingchuan Hui just held the steering wheel honestly: "So the mission is completed? Where to go next, go back directly?"
"The main task has indeed been completed." Tangze stretched his back comfortably, curled up in the seat like a cat, and pointed back with his thumb, "Let's go out and go to the lower floor."
Finally With the driver, he had to go deeper and see.
Without the Holy Grail, what would be at the bottom of the impression space of this world?
Karasawa is really curious.
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In the KTV over there, things are gradually getting out of control.
Tatsuya Kimura, who was in the mood for drinking, persuaded Conan to sing a song too. He boasted, "I'm a professional singer. If you don't know how to sing, I can guide you. It's okay. Today is a... Happy days, let’s sing one!”
Conan glanced at Mao Lilan’s encouraging smile and took the microphone.
He is really not good at singing... This, if he really sings, it will sound so similar to when he was a child. Will Xiaolan doubt it...
"Come on, little one" "Brother." Drummer Yamada Katsumi followed suit, sat down in front of the karaoke machine, and flipped through the page without hesitation, "If you can't sing anything else, you can sing children's songs. I'll find one for you... Just Little Star." This will definitely happen!”
Conan looked at the lyrics prompts that appeared on the screen, feeling vaguely excited to try it out.
Actually, he quite likes music. He has listened to a lot of classical and pop music since he was a child, and he occasionally loses his voice. Unfortunately, his ears and vocal cords don’t seem to work well together...
< br>Since everyone says it’s okay, let’s try it.
Thinking like this, he raised the microphone and sang the first line.
"Twinkle, twinkle, twinkle——"
This sentence is soul-stirring and shocking.
The noise in the entire box disappeared. Mao Lilan was originally very caring and like a qualified boarding parent. She took out her mobile phone and pressed video. She wanted to record some clips of Conan singing and sent it back to Ms. Fumiyo Edogawa. She was surprised by the voice and raised her hand with the mobile phone. They all swayed.
The picture in the camera was shaken and distorted in an instant. It matched the recorded singing very well, and it was so beautiful that it made you lose your mind.
Suzuki Sonoko took a deep breath and reflexively wanted to raise her hands to cover her ears.
Kimura Tatsuya, who suggested Conan sing, and Yamada Katsumi, who requested a song, both had their hands frozen in the air.
In the end, it was the manager who had rich experience in accidents. Mari Terahara slapped the console with quick eyes and hands. Conan's magical singing disappeared, and the childish and cute original song played.
“Huh——” In unison, several people let out a sigh of relief.
"Um, cough cough cough..." Kimura Tatsuya, who had the bad idea, was sober from drinking. He rubbed his ears with some embarrassment, leaned towards Mao Lilan in a low voice and asked, "Your children are now Where do you go to school? Are there no music classes in the school? "
Mao Lilan shook her hands and ended the video, smiling awkwardly: "Well... this... we just found out..."
Conan's singing is a bit too ugly. The last time I heard such a shocking voice was Shinichi...
Huh?
Mao Lilan frowned suspiciously.
Seeing Tatsuya Kimura and Mao Lilan talking close to each other, King Jealousy immediately stopped caring about his vocal career. He put down the microphone, ran to the sofa in two steps, and sat down next to Mao Lilan.
Mao Lilan watched his movements and thought hesitantly.
It really looks like Shinichi... Is it because she hasn't seen Shinichi for so long that she has strange delusions because of missing him?
Seeing Conan leave the microphone, several people breathed a sigh of relief.
Suzuki Sonoko stared blankly ahead, obviously shaken by the singing, and Terahara Mari couldn't help but feel sorry for the band's thieves.
What’s wrong with proposing that you have to let others sing? Most children say they are not very good at it.
She pushed Katsumi Yamada away from the karaoke machine and said proactively: "Let's order some 'Rex' songs. Both of us are fans of the band and it's rare for us to come to our celebration banquet." , let Tatsuya sing a song for you. Which of our works do you like better? ”
Mao Lilan was having an ideological struggle there and had no time to listen to what she said, but Suzuki Sonoko's eyes lit up and she raised her hand and suggested: "Just "The Goddess Stained Red with Blood"! I started listening to this song Those who follow the band are really great!”
“Okay, this is it.” Mari Terahara turned around, her expression calmed, and she pulled out the song from the music library and put it in the list to be played. .
This was originally the song she wanted to order for Tatsuya...
So, this must be fate.
Feeling her eyes began to swell, Terahara Mari laughed to herself.
She has already made up her mind to destroy this bad man who has trampled on her for too long. Now, she has to shed tears over it. She is really a hypocritical person.
She hugged her coat and watched "Little Star" playing to the end on the screen.
Suzuki Sonoko felt a little embarrassed when she saw her suddenly looking lonely and not knowing what sad thing had been touched on her.
Could it be that Tatsuya Kimura hates this kind of fan request? Otherwise...
Before Suzuki Sonoko could say no, the prelude of the next song had already sounded.
The familiar melody drew the attention of the band members.
The guitarist with exaggeratedly dyed bangs laughed and patted Kimura Tatsuya on the shoulder: "That's the song, Tatsuya, come on!"
Stiffing drunk again Slowly rising, Kimura Tatsuya shook his head and stood up with a smile: "It's really good. This song... Listen to it more, everyone. You won't have the chance to hear it again in the future. The future of 'Rex', There’s not much left.”
Speaking of the lines filled with flags, Kimura Tatsuya tugged on his coat and picked up the microphone Conan placed on the table amid everyone’s expressions of surprise or sadness. , plugged it into the microphone stand.
He leaned in front of the microphone with a bright smile, and was about to say the warm-up words he had to say before every performance, and then threw his coat out handsomely, when the expression on his face suddenly went blank.
The prelude of more than 20 seconds has been played, but he did not speak to pick up the lines. The heavy bass drum beat and accompaniment echoed in the box, like heartbeats one after another.
"Tatsuya?" Guitarist Mieko Shibazaki, who was crying because Tatsuya Kimura mentioned the disbandment of the band, hurriedly wiped her eyes and raised her head strangely.
His talent in music is undoubted. Even if it is not an official performance, it has never happened before that the accompaniment is idle when it is time to start filming.
"Tatsuya, what's wrong with you?" The distressed Mari Terahara stood up instinctively and took two steps closer, "Are you feeling unwell?"
She was planning to kill the man in front of her. , no, it's not just planning, the clothes coated with poison are now draped on Kimura Tatsuya. As long as he starts performing, he will walk into death without any awareness... But she still can't control paying attention to him and getting close to him, Over the past few years, her life centered on Kimura Tatsuya has made it her instinct to care for him, making it difficult for her to let go.
Kimura Tatsuya lowered his head and suddenly stretched out his hand to push the microphone stand in front of him to the ground. The microphone fell to the ground and made a harsh noise.
“Tatsuya?” Terahara Mari panicked and moved closer to him to check his face.
As a result, before she could see the other person's expression clearly, Kimura Tatsuya hugged her hard.
(End of this chapter)