Chapter 977 Personality Mask Odin (Happy New Year’s Eve!)

Chapter 977 Personality Mask - Odin (Happy New Year’s Eve!)

“…Kumel?”

Compared to other people's names, Kummel is a less common name for wine, so when Riko Shimizu repeats, she only has the confused expression of unfamiliar syllables on her face.

"Ah, yes." Tang Ze nodded in a tempting manner, "You can understand it as a... code name."

Reiko Kiyomizu grabbed her wrist tightly, stared at Tang Ze, who had completely changed his expression, and was also the other person who covered her face with a mask when she appeared. A gunman, trying to say something, bit his lower lip again.

Tang Ze glanced at Xingchuanhui who was holding the gun silently and smiled: "What, I was surprised that I still have a 'help'? You don't really think you can control me at will, right? You have always, It's in the range."

Tang Ze said that he was kidnapped by them, but everyone knew that the situation was done by Tang Ze on purpose, and Tang Ze's power was not something that could be controlled by a start-up criminal gang like Soichiro Miyama.

But just in case - mainly referring to the situation where the horse accidentally falls off rather than encountering danger - all day today, Xingchuan Hui was almost following Tang Ze's tail.

Compared to the small issue of protecting safety, the team will be allocated in this way, of course, because Akichigoro's leather case is considered the appearance of the Xingchuan appearance, but it is another meaning to the unknown people such as Kiyomizu Reiko.

"The 'code name' means that you, you have other backgrounds as well..." Kiyomizu Riko grabbed the wound on her wrist and could only tell such a conclusion.

A nameless person does not need a code name, and even more so is a person who does not need to hide his identity.

Although she has never heard of this so-called code name, people's habit in social interaction is that it is easier to listen to the tone than to listen to the content, and it is easier to misjudgment of words because of the environment and the other party's identity.

If Ito Mahiko pretended to be like this, Kiyomizu would only sneer, but Tang Ze, standing in the red screen light and shadow, showed an incongruous smile while saying this in a very tone, she would only I will reflect on it and don’t know if I have a short-sighted knowledge.

"Ah, it's almost the same. It's a little different from your house-playing game." Tang Ze waved his hand and said lightly, "I was very curious at the beginning. You choose me and try to control my actions. It really depends on whether it's true. What happened was just a coincidence, so I played with you for a while... Now it seems that I am thinking too much."

This sentence is purely out of the need to show off, and you have to make some unfathomable character for yourself and forcefully turn the tables.

After all, Tang Ze knew that there was bait there, so he insisted on biting the hook and delivered it to his door.

But the same thing is said, it is easier for people to listen to the tone in social interaction. When Tang Ze said this so confidently and confidently, Reiko Shimizu would only have a way of being a big deal without knowing it. The guy feels panic.

"I, I don't know, sorry, I just..." Kiyomizu Riko looked at the pistol in Tang Ze's hand that was still pinched through his handkerchief, and the one in the hand of Xingchuan Hui who was silent behind him, and clearly realized that he was conscious of it. She gave in quickly, with a huge difference in force, "I don't know your identity, if, if I really did something offensive..."

"That's not. Thank you for the entertainment you provided to me." Tang Ze shook his head and interrupted her stuttering words. "Whether it's the farce of you two or the attitudes of being arrogant at first and being respectful at the end, they are all very interesting. Thank you for the entertainment. .”

He was belittled by his words with respect but contemptuous words, and Kiyomizu Riko's words stuck to her mouth. She didn't know whether she should say it for a moment, so she could only stare at him blankly.

"My interest is not you." Tang Ze bent down and approached Riko Qingshui's sweaty face. The golden light in her eyes became brighter. "I just want to ask a question...those stolen things in the deep mountains, especially jewelry, are stolen. , to whom did you sell them?”

———

"Wisdom can be achieved without sacrifice."

Blood flowed down the edge of his face, smashing on the carpet floor, quietly sank.

"You can't understand your determination without understanding it."

Seeing the throne slowly rotate, like a sharp nail drilling out of the ground, he did not take a step back, but instead stepped forward.

Some brief scenes flashed before his eyes, and soon, they were covered by blue flames again.

His short young life once ended with an outbreak of destruction, and now, this unrestrained disaster has come again on the people and things he hopes to protect...

Just like the test of fate, and even more like the joke of fate.

But……

"Only those who foresee the dusk of destruction can still lift the sword... can become, fearless warriors."

The mute voice coincided with his low voice. The black mask was peeled off with the dripping blood as if it was about to grow from his face, and was torn apart again, and was stripped away inch by inch.

"I am you, you are me..."

"Go on your war horse and embark on the journey of fighting fate again, I—"

"Odin!"

Matsuda Jinhei, who was almost overturned by the violent wave of air, protected his face with his arms, raised his head barely, looked forward, but saw a very huge black shadow.

That's not Kenji Hagiwara, or rather, it's not just Kenji Hagiwara...

"Wow..." Shimabukuro Kine, who was holding Miyano Akimi's shoulder and poked her head out, looked over there and whispered, "What did you say before? There is still a human mask that is not a normal human form when you wake up. Let me relax. Heart, I thought he was talking nonsense…”

"A driver who can drive a high-speed roller coaster that is as difficult as a balance bike, for three or four hours..." Seeing the person slowly revealing his body as the smoke and dust dissipated, Asai Nariki sighed very honestly, " His mask is just a motorcycle, and it hasn't turned into a Lamborghini supercar, it's already restrained enough."

Yes, Kenji Hagiwara, who showed his figure, was riding on a motorcycle with a hideous shape.

His strange thief suit may have integrated elements of the rider suit, maintaining a state between leather jacket and armor. The thick jacket and gloves make him look fully armed, and it covers half of his face. The pilot's goggles have a very cold and hard aura.

The motorcycle he was riding constantly gushed outward with dark blue and dark purple flames, with huge exhaust pipes and full of spikes and vines.

The most conspicuous thing is that the red cloak that was fixed on his shoulders and was constantly flying, almost instantly adding a bit of free and easy flavor to the punk look, which is very consistent with the concept of a knight.

He turned his head, walked through the goggles and glanced at Matsuda Mitsuhira, and twisted the handle of the motorcycle.

The next second, the exaggerated motorcycle rushed straight out along the crack in the main control room that was poked by the throne. Under the shocked eyes of others, it rushed straight to the external roller coaster track.

"Hey, hagi--" Matsuda Jinhei's shouting was completely behind the motorcycle's speed, and he could only stretch out his hand and waved it twice in vain, "What are you doing when you run so fast?!"

Just wake up. It’s not the first time you have seen this scene. You are so handsome that you are almost done. What’s the point of rushing out and going to start a war?

More importantly, if Tang Ze and Hiroshi Xingchuan are not around, how can they keep up? !

"Damn, where did the punishment come from?"

Before he could express his feelings afterwards, a familiar, straight voice suddenly appeared.

That was Tang Ze who had already pretended to be a big shot and took Xingchuan directly into the hall and ran away.

His eyes just followed the authentic ghost fire motorcycle that was passing by like a meteor, and his hands were already familiar with each other.

——Or to be precise, he grabbed his scarf.

"Joker! Shade! Hurry up, keep up, he drives too fast and can't find a way to keep up!"

"This sound doesn't sound very good..."

"Do you still need to guess? Think about Ito Mahiko's current methods, it's going to explode!"

"Hiss, so I'm just a tool guy for hook rope..."

"You are still in the mood to complain? Hurry up! If you don't catch it, you will really fall!"

"Ah-even if it's a motorcycle... Mr. Knight! Slow down, you'll be faster than the roller coaster on the side! Ahh, my skirt-"

When there was a mess there, it was not much better here.

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

"Hurry up, he just knew that he—" Conan, who pressed the remote control and pulled the door open again, suddenly got stuck.

In the once lively secret room just now due to the fierce gunfight, only Riko Shimizu, who was lying on the ground unconscious, and Mahiko Ito, who sat in the monitor with her back down to them.

Conan first confirmed that Akichigoro was missing, and his attention almost immediately shifted to the remaining two. Strictly speaking, the guy who was a perpetrator did not care about Hattori Heiji who was catching up with him quickly, and rushed inside to confirm that he had Vital signs of two people.

Akichigoro is not an ordinary high school detective. Conan, who has seen himself talk and laugh with Gin, cannot understand this more clearly.

The other detectives closed the door at this time, and it is very likely that they would protect the person who left and prevent the murderer from chasing him. What about him...

It's more like a scene where people close the door and don't get caught and killed.

Fortunately, there seemed to be nothing abnormal except that he was sweating a little more, and Ito Mahiko's body was even more unscathed. If you look closely, the eyes behind the sunglasses were still open, and I don't know if they were scared. It's still a mess.

Confirm that the two of them had implicated too many normal people and had no big problems with the bastard who had turned the whole world out, Conan pushed Ito Mahiko's heavy wheelchair a little hard and got himself in front of Ito Mahiko's keyboard.

This man activated an explosive device in his hysteria that he didn't know where he was. He had to find a way to find it...

"Why are there only the option to unlock the ID card... Where was the surveillance screen just now, I can't read..."

"I'll take a look... tsk, he's using Braille. Although he can tell it carefully, he's damn it, it's probably a lot of time."

"Can you call the background and see his operation records? Hiss, can't be found? What kind of programmer will not set up an interface for the background operating system to retrieve records?!"

“…Blind programmers?”

“…”

While the two detectives were busy trying to get the troublesome computer, Kogoro Mouri had already plunged into the crowded crowd of the Fantasy Paradise.

As time approaches when the amusement parks close, according to the practice of each theme park, it should be the climax of the celebration. It is time to hold activities such as "floor parade".

So even though it was already past 8 o'clock, the fantasy paradise was still crowded, and the traffic was even larger than in the afternoon. No matter how hard Kogoro Mori tried, he tried to cross the crowd and find familiar faces.

"Officer Yokogawa, and others from Kanagawa Prefecture... Damn..." Kogoro Maori widened his eyes and tried to search the crowd.

He was still working hard to complete the search work, and a sharp, very familiar childish voice penetrated the noisy and chaotic voices and entered Kogoro Mouri's ears.

"Catch him and don't let him run away!"

"I finally caught it. It was that person. He stole other people's personal belongings and was a thief. Everyone! Be careful!"

"Eh?!"

"What, what..."

The crowd around was in a state of great turmoil. Almost all those who heard the warning behind couldn't help but retreat, trying to stay away from the few people chasing, so that Kogoro Mori, who had been trying to push forward, was suddenly left in the hell. The ground, protruded out in an instant.

He turned his head and didn't have time to see clearly what the person was running over. Seeing that the other party was close to a distance that could threaten personal safety, he almost immediately grabbed the other party's pushing arm reflexively. With the waist, he could be over the shoulder. fall.

"Ahhh! The fight started!"

"Let's go out of here!"

The breathless Ran Mori reached out and had no time to stop him. He could only watch the man with a very arrogant expression just now being smashed to the concrete floor in an instant, grinning and making a painful hum.

"...Koran." Seeing his safe daughter, Kogoro Mori's expression softened for a moment. When he remembered his daughter's actions just now, he couldn't help but feel a little strange.

This is indeed catching a thief, right? Isn’t that a person who fell to the ground a thing that everyone hopes for? What’s the matter with his daughter stopping him?

Ran Maori glanced at the direction where the thief was thrown out, squinted unbearably, and raised his hand predictably, covering his ears.

"Bang!"

After the dull sound of the human body falling to the ground, there was a second more heavy blow.

I saw the thief being thrown by Kogoro Mori in the direction where he was already running. He landed in the hands of Kyoko who was already waiting there at a faster speed. Kyoko who was more sensitive instinct, and even more It smashed out conditioned reflexively.

"Hiss..." Hesitated on tiptoe and took a breath of cold air, Ran Maori whispered, "It probably won't happen, it's a life..."