Chapter 243 This is all about manipulation
"I know you are a guy who is very good at picking up people. You brought Hoshikawa and me back in just a few words," Miyano Akemi crossed her arms and took a deep breath. , "But you really just went upstairs to make a phone call and slept for a while today, right? He is..."
If the man is not a blond man, he should be a normal human being - probably? ——Miyano Akemi simply doubted that just like he could conjure a 28-inch gun with his bare hands, maybe Karasawa conjured it from somewhere.
Otherwise, it only took more than an hour. How did this person become a living person?
Miyano Akemi, who didn't know that she had understood the truth in a certain sense, let out a long sigh and turned around helplessly to make tea for Leon.
What else can be done? Everyone is standing here, so we can’t be too rude.
To be brought directly to the base, he must be someone trusted by Karasawa, so...if you have any questions, you should ask them later.
“Do you get along well with your family?” Leon smiled as Miyano Akemi pulled Hoshikawa Teru away muttering.
"You look like you are very familiar with my place. You really sit in the room and peek at the screen every day, right?" Tangze walked to the sofa and sat down, and tentatively threw an apple over. When he saw it was Leon caught it naturally, then shook his head, "It really has an entity... Although I know that this world is weird, but others can really see you, which is a bit weird. Oh, let's talk about you. Essentially the same as Mary, not a serious velvet assistant?”
Whenever I think about it, he will not only be able to pull out various things from the tool bar anytime and anywhere, but he will also be able to pull out a big living person... Everywhere is strange.
Picking up the apple and taking a bite, Leon shrugged: "Isn't this a good thing for you? You are busy every day, putting on makeup and taking off makeup, and asking someone to accompany you to put on onions and take off onions... have fun... Are you happy?"
"Interesting, it is indeed quite interesting." Thinking of this, Tangze sighed a little worriedly, "It's a pity that it is really not easy to teach others the skill of disguise. , my energy alone is still a little limited, otherwise I can still play some operations..."
While talking, Tangze's mobile phone rang twice. Judging from the sound effects, someone should be joking. Send a message.
"The non-stop protagonist is here." Tang Ze stopped chatting and took out his cell phone helplessly.
There are only a few people who have gotten joker's email address. They will contact him at this point. You don't need to use your brain to know that it is definitely Conan.
But Tangze, who had just received a wave of rank promotion rewards and felt that he was short-handed, still worked hard and started customer service work without complaint.
This is a long email. As soon as you open the title, dense black characters occupy the entire phone screen.
Tangze dragged the page and read it bit by bit. The further down, he couldn't help but shrink his head back, and his double chin was almost squeezed out.
After leaving the velvet room, Leon, who no longer had Karasawa's vision, looked at his expression curiously, went around behind him and peeked his head in, and was immediately happy.
“Don’t you like operations, master micromanipulator?” He patted Tang Ze on the shoulder twice, “Now the operation is here. Are you happy?”
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“Ding dong——”
The sound was harsh and sharp, and the doorbell of Kudo’s house, which was still not well repaired, made a miserable scream, revealing a sense of indifference. The pay and overtime are miserable.
Standing in front of the neighbor's door, Tang Ze felt that at this moment, he had briefly empathized with the doorbell.
Not long after, the door was opened a crack, Conan sneakily poked his head out, and then faced——
——A face belonging to Kudo Shinichi.
"Isn't this your own home? Why are you acting like a thief?" Tang Ze said expressionlessly.
He was still wearing Joker's school uniform that showed off the entire school. He took a look in the full-length mirror before going out. It was weird, so weird. Kudo Shinichi is wearing Xiu Jin's school uniform. He really has the beauty of a joint bully. It's better to open the door quickly and let him change clothes.
Conan was also in a hurry. He stretched out his hand and pulled him into the door without any explanation, still saying: "Come in quickly, don't let Haiyuan or the doctor see it. I can't help but pull him into the door." I didn’t tell them about this.”
"After all, your plan is too weird. If you tell me, you will be treated as a freak." Tang Ze stepped into the door.
The last time Maorilan’s cleaning was over, Conan, who felt guilty, called her as Kudo Shinichi. After that, housekeepers would come regularly to clean the mansion, so even if it remained vacant, The environment is quite tidy.
After closing the door tightly, Conan breathed a sigh of relief before he was in the mood to retort: "You asked me to find a suitable identity to go there. Director Sakemaki is a world-class director. His memorial service It’s not that easy to get in. There is no suitable way. How can it be so simple to get an invitation at such a short time? "
Why don’t you still fight? Thinking that he was a naughty kid, he just sneaked in...
Tangze resisted the urge to complain about him with the original plot, and followed him upstairs resignedly.
I’ve already agreed, what else can I do?
He was going to this memorial service originally, but now it was just a few more procedures to bring the restless detective in. It was a small problem.
Although he was persuading himself in this way, Tang Ze still complained to him a few words: "Just ask me to bring you in, and then ask me to leave as soon as possible... After a long time, I am just a disguised person. Is it your transportation?"
"I didn't mean that." Conan took out the key and opened his bedroom on tiptoe. "It was you who said this before. The members of the organization are bait to lure you in. You have to hide your identity well... I also said that if you don't want to go or it's inconvenient for you, I will ask Tangze to come over and you can help him disguise himself."< br>
Tang Ze sighed deeply and said vicissitudes of life: "Forget it, no need. I'll do it."
After all, he was the unlucky one.
Anyway, he has to be a tool man. If he turns another hand, he will disguise himself?
He is not sick.
“I don’t have a more suitable solution.” Conan shook his head, “It’s okay to ask the doctor, but with so many organization members on site, it’s still very dangerous. It’s better not to involve the doctor. I You two are the only men of the same age you know who know my identity."
Tangze choked slightly, feeling helpless.
Who's to blame? It seems that he should be blamed for showing off too many vests to Conan.
Suddenly missed his chariot brothers.
Had it not been prematurely blended into the main line, this position should belong to Hattori Heiji.
This kind of thing really should be done by him. How easy it is to solve the problem with just a dusting of powder...
I have a lot of complaints in my heart, but since I have agreed to work overtime, I agree. Come on.
The hard-working Tang Ze rummaged in the closet for a while, found a dark black formal suit, and made gestures in the mirror.
"Well, let's change to another one? I don't really like wearing this one. I always feel that the pants are a bit long." Conan, who was watching him rummaging around, was still in the mood to comment.
"That's right, you think it's because you are shorter than me." Tangze rejected him mercilessly, suppressed his protest with one hand, and unfolded his clothes to change. , "Okay, hurry up, arriving too late will be too eye-catching."
(End of this chapter)