Chapter 703: What Is the Phantom Thief of Heart if You Don’t Be a Chuunib

When Tang Ze walked out of the theater, he saw Zhufu Jingguang, who had finished the torture, standing in front of the display cabinet illuminated by the spotlight, silently staring at the area decorated with flowers.

"How do you feel, senior?" Walking to Zhu Fu Jingguang's side, Tang Ze also looked at the exhibits and asked aloud.

This is the exhibition area used by Rei Furitani in his cinema to commemorate the sacrifices of several people who died during the same period. When Karasawa came here for the first time, because he knew enough about the content of each thing, his emotions fluctuated abnormally. sharp.

As a person involved, Zhu Fu Jingguang must have had a more complicated mood when he saw this.

"If I have to say, as a police officer, to receive such solemn condolences and high praise from my colleagues and friends after my death, I can definitely say that I have succeeded, right?" Zhu Fu Jingguang sighed slowly, "But I just saw that guy from gin, with a cold expression on his face, cleaning the display cabinet with glass cleaner..."

"Probably because, to him, the entire palace here is garbage that needs to be discarded." Tang Ze commented pertinently, "That is to say, he can't really send messages to me. If he knew what kind of image he had here, Qin Ze would Jiu may have to carry the missile to find Mr. Fangtani."

I understand the truth, but it still feels very weird to see Gin Sima dressed as a cleaner standing there with a face on his face, brushing his own locker as if he were mourning...

Zhu Fu Jingguang reluctantly moved his eyes away from the polished glass counter and looked in the direction closest to the entrance.

There, in the counter decorated like a wedding bouquet, a bloody toothpick was solemnly placed among the white flowers, like a precious token of love or a ring representing a vow. .

"As a result, in the end, the squad leader couldn't escape..." Zhu Fu Jingguang put his hands in his pockets and slowly let out the depression in his chest.

When they left the police academy, they stood under the cherry blossom tree and swore an oath. They were in high spirits, laughing and threatening to be friends who could solve any problem as long as they were around. All their expressions and words seemed like what happened yesterday.

However, death and accidents are so unreasonable, and as criminal police officers and public security officers, they inevitably have to learn to coexist with them.

Not long after graduating, Hagiwara died in a vicious attack. A few years later, Matsuda followed in his footsteps and used his own life to prove his loyalty to his oath.

At that time, when he and Zero knew the news, they were struggling in the quagmire of the organization. It was difficult to find a moment to breathe. Let alone investigating the reasons, there was no space to even mourn.

However, not long after, he added another important feature to this red list...

"That guy Zero, he just doesn't want to show it. He really has endured a lot in his heart." He raised his hand and touched the nearly brand-new guitar hanging on the wall. Zhu Fu Jingguang touched its tight Qin Xian smiled slightly.

Next time, go listen and see how well this guy is learning the guitar.

"You know, he is that kind of person." When Tang Ze spoke, he always looked at Zhu Fu Jingguang's side face.

Get used to letting the pain turn into scars, then hide it carefully, and take the next step with a smile...

It is precisely because of these qualities that they are like-minded friends who can go forward side by side.

Although his personality is completely different from that of Feng Guling, is it possible that Zhufu Jingguang is not like this in this regard?

If the person who fell on the rooftop was Jiang Guling three years ago, the choice Zhu Fu Jingguang made might not be much different from Jiang Guling now.

"So, you are trying to bring us all back to this world one by one, because you think that is the only way to completely heal Zero's wounds?" Hearing the emotion in Tang Ze's words, Zhu Fu Jingguang turned around and couldn't help but wonder. Looking at him jokingly, "You didn't even ask for his opinion. Some people regard past pain as a necessity for growth. It's rare to see a guy like you who stubbornly wants to leave no regrets."

Tang Ze's idea has a bit of a "saving you has nothing to do with you" flavor in it. It is a little arrogant, but it is very consistent with Zhu Fu Jingguang's impression of him after contacting him these days.

This child, whose face looks more immature than his actual age, has a stable operating system inside, and he is always judging and taking action based on his own ideas.

"I think this is good for everyone, and I also want to save a lot of regrets. I have been to this cinema many times, and I have seen many of your past experiences... Mr. Furitani, who has lost you, has grown up little by little to what he is today. It shows that he is an excellent and good person, but this does not mean that all the regrets are worth it." Tang Ze shook his head and expressed his thoughts openly, "Without these sacrifices, he would still have grown up to this day, and he would still be very good, and even have possessions. A group of equally excellent travelers, so why do we have to regard tragedy as a necessary condition?”

Before doing this, he did not ask Fang Gulii for his opinion. Tang Ze felt that this was not a lack of expression, but a clear proof that he was speaking from his true heart.

"If irreparable regret must be used to add drama, then the world is at fault, not me."

What a standard second grader's speech. From the second grader to Zhufu Jingguang, he could clearly see on Tang Ze's face a sincere happiness that "I finally have a chance to say this."

It was a pity that he touched his mobile phone that could not turn on the recording in time. Zhu Fu Jingguang could only say: "...Fortunately, I was the only one who heard it. If other people heard about it, they would definitely laugh at you."

"If you don't hit the target, why are you a monster thief of the heart..." Karasawa curled his lips, not feeling that his teammates' symptoms were any less severe than his own.

Just looking at the masks of this group of people, it’s hard to say who the second grader is...

Thinking like this, Tangze cast his expectant gaze towards Zhufu Jingguang who was unaware.

Hurry up, Senior Zhufu, I can't wait to see the expression on Fang Gu Ling's face when he was staggered!

If I hadn't died, I would have transformed into a chuunibyou monster thief who was in his late twenties and almost thirty, and that's when the memories of the dead suddenly began to attack me.

"Come on, senior! Let's bring a smile to Mr. Furutani's face!"

Zhufu Jingguang, who didn't understand why Tang Ze suddenly made a sudden turn of phrase:?

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After a complicated night that was difficult to express what happened, the young detective team, who were in a happy and simple mood, ended their journey. They sat huddled next to each other in Dr. Agasa's little Beetle, heading towards their scheduled return trip. itinerary.

"Wow, this is too high -" Standing at the entrance to the first floor of the skyscraper, Moto Kojima tried his best to raise his neck, but still couldn't see the top of the building clearly, so he couldn't help but let out an exaggerated exclamation.

"After all, it is a strong contender for the tallest building in Japan. Not only is the floor very high, they are also trying to add some other equipment on top to increase the height by as much as ten meters..." Haibara Ai only glanced upward slightly. He gave up on the futile search for the top and shook his head without interest.

Putting aside the fancy observation elevator and the advantage of the view brought by the height, the design of this building is not even eye-catching.

It should be said that in order to pursue the ultimate height, under various legal and architectural design restrictions, designers who cannot increase the budget uncontrollably cannot make much innovation.

Boring, boring, buildings exist for comparison from birth...

"It's like it was built directly into the clouds..." Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya also raised his head blankly, his mouth opened unconsciously, looking very sluggish.

"It would be great if I could go in and take a look. This elevator looks really awesome." Ayumi Yoshida's eyes were attracted to the golden transparent viewing elevator, and she was very envious.

The Twin Towers, which have not yet held an official opening ceremony, have not yet been opened to the public. Tourists passing by like them will definitely not have the opportunity to go in and visit directly.

While the children were feeling sorry for themselves, a taxi stopped in the driveway ahead.

The wide square in front of the building is now empty of pedestrians, and the lone taxi is very eye-catching. The children who were still looking at the building and about to take out their mobile phones to start taking pictures couldn't help but look over.

Then, a familiar figure emerged from the car.

"Hey, Conan, Dr. Ali, you are here too..." Mao Lilan, who opened the car door, turned around and saw a few familiar faces, and raised her eyebrows in surprise.

As she spoke, she couldn't help but look at Mouri Kogoro who got out of the passenger seat.

"Why did I meet you again?" Mouri Kogoro, who was still adjusting his tie, looked at the group of old and young in silence.

Is this kid Conan really not watching his whereabouts? They were all thrown out for a trip, and after going around in a circle, they still bumped into each other here.

Little did he know that Conan, who was standing in front of him, suspiciously touched his watch equipped with a locator, and had the same idea as him.

As Joker's real target, he is really guessing whether after Joker discovered his location, he carefully designed Kogoro Mouri to come here, trying to use his reputation as a detective again to cause trouble. …

"We ended up camping and happened to stop by to take a look at this building. What about you, uncle, are you here to visit?"

"Yeah! That's right." Mouri Kogoro, who couldn't help but puff up his chest when he mentioned this, cleared his throat deliberately, "The owner of this building, Tokiwa Mio, is my schoolgirl in college. Next week , the building is about to be officially opened, and she specially invited me to come and visit."

"Oh, I see, that's why Sister Xiaolan is here to monitor you." Conan nodded and responded very quickly.

"I can't help it. Ms. Tokiwa is still single. You are now officially divorced and theoretically a completely free person, Uncle Maori." Suzuki Sonoko, who followed, held Mao Lilan's hand and snorted, "College girl , Single men and women should invite each other alone...don't have any strange thoughts."

"What nonsense are you talking about? I am considered a celebrity now. Is it any wonder that I received a special invitation from a friend I knew in the past? But not everyone can come and visit in advance at this time."

After speaking a little proudly, Mouri Kogoro caught the expectant and eager expressions on the faces of several children with sharp eyes, and turned away warily.

Hey, hey, are these brats planning to...

"Hello, excuse me, are we Mr. Mouri Kogoro and his group?" A well-dressed woman wearing high heels walked out of the door of the building. Her eyes first vaguely turned around on the faces of everyone in the room, and soon Locked on Moori Kogoro.

It wasn't that she needed to confirm who Mouri Kogoro was. Among the group of people, he was the only one who met the requirements such as gender and age. The problem was that the other party actually brought eight people from his family with him, which was really unexpected.

A detective shouldn't be so new to the world, right? But that’s right, this Mr. Detective has only been famous for a few months, so he might have been very excited when he received the invitation...

With subtle speculations in her mind, her smile was still gentle and pleasant: "My name is Sawaguchi, and I am the secretary of President Tokiwa. She notified me to receive you. There are other guests visiting now, and the president is receiving them. You may have to wait for a while. You can go to the viewing room with me first, and let me introduce our group and the building to you."

"Okay, thank you for your help." Maori Kogoro, who was forced to get another invitation, sighed in his heart, but could only nod his head, acquiescing that the others were with him.

Obviously, only I was invited, but I brought a whole family. I hope that Junior Sister Tokiwa doesn't mind too much...

"Building A is mainly an office area. In order to show the current R&D situation and products of the group to guests, we have added special exhibition areas on the 2nd and 3rd floors. You can take a break here, and someone will prepare tea and snacks for you..."

"What does this Tokiwa Group do?" Yoshida Ayumi, who heard about this kind of functional area for the first time, asked the classmates around her in a low voice.

"It's mainly computer-related business." Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya took the initiative to introduce, "Software, network development, they even made a lot of video games..."

"It sounds very interesting." Kojima Genta, who was originally not interested in visiting the company, couldn't help but get excited when he heard it.

"This is our engineer, Mr. Hara Yoshiaki." The secretary who led the way raised his hand and gestured to the man in a suit who was coming over.

"Welcome everyone to visit." The man with glasses looked at the group of excited children and smiled kindly.

"What is this? It looks so magical..." The elementary school students who were just the age of being hated by people and dogs have gathered in front of a machine with a mask and pointed curiously.

"Oh, this is a machine that can calculate what you will look like in ten years based on your current appearance." Hara Yoshiaki, who originally planned to introduce them one by one, saw that they chose this machine so accurately, and his expression froze for a moment, but soon continued to laugh.

Predicting what you will look like in ten years...

Knowing what they will look like in ten years, Conan and Haibara Ai frowned together, and Mao Lilan's hand that was about to reach out to the machine also froze.

Ai Huihara looked at the machine subtly for a while, and then looked at Yuan Jiaming subtly.

If she hadn't been sure that the Organization Department couldn't know what happened to them, this machine would have seemed to be created to catch her and Kudo.

...Hey, wait a minute?

"It looks a bit powerful, but it has strange functions. Why do you want to make such a machine..." Suzuki Sonoko, who was young and didn't want to know what she would look like when she was almost 30, curled her lips.

"This is related to the project our company is involved in developing. It can be regarded as a transitional product." Secretary Sawaguchi, who was standing on the side, took over with a smile and answered specific questions about the business for engineer Yuan Jiaming. "We are participating in anthropological research. The project is related to emerging technologies such as cross-age facial recognition. It will be placed here as an exhibit, which means that its research and development has reached a mature level, and the results should be very accurate."

It is very accurate, so there is a problem...

"What it will look like in ten years, it sounds fun, I want to try it!" Several real elementary school students shouted at the first time.

"Okay, kids, come here. You need to use this mask to do a preliminary scan here..." Yuan Jiaming led a few jumping children to the machine.

Except for the three elementary school students, everyone else stood there, motionless.

"Let's go, Xiaolan, let's try it too!" Suzuki Sonoko was a little interested, and quickly adjusted her hair and pulled her best friend.

"Uh..." Maori Ran followed hesitantly for two steps, looking back at Conan's direction with some concern, but still followed Suzuki Sonoko's footsteps to the machine.

It doesn't matter if she enters the machine, it's Conan...

Otherwise, try to delay a little time.

"Well? Don't you want to try it?" The secretary who focuses on warm service keenly noticed the awkward atmosphere of several people, and took the initiative to speak, "If you are worried about the image problem, please rest assured that the finished film will only be seen by Mr. Yuan who is responsible for the operation. You don't have to print it if you don't want to release it."

"Who wants to see what an old man looks like." Maori Kogoro, whose daughter is almost an adult, is really not interested.

"I'm already this old, I'm really afraid that it will take a picture of me that's not appropriate." Dr. Agasa also said jokingly, silently moving two steps to block Huihara Ai who lowered her head and began to cover her face.

"I..." Conan looked at the children who were in high spirits, and was a little speechless.

He didn't act like an elementary school student, and he seemed to be out of place. This is trouble...

Before Conan could think of a good excuse, the sound of footsteps came from the entrance of the exhibition room.

The sound was steady and solid, quite special, and Conan could tell at one ear that it was the sound of wooden clogs.

He looked at the entrance, and was shocked to see——

Kitagawa Yusuke, wearing a dark blue and pure white waterfall striped kimono, stepped on a pair of wooden clogs, as if he had walked out of a picture in the Edo period, with a temperament that was incompatible with the surrounding painting style, and walked straight towards them.

"Hello, how do I get to the observation elevator? I pressed it but it didn't seem to work."