Chapter 112 Spoiler Spoiler Soul

Author: Six Days and Four Dusts

Chapter 112 Spoiler Spoiler Soul

"Is this the surprise you said?" Amuro looked through the photo frames in front of him and looked at Tang Ze who was standing in front of him like Kokoro.

Tang Ze clicked on two middle-aged men in the center of the photo: "This is the diplomat who died in the murder this morning, Tsujimura Kotoshi."

"Well, I've heard of it." Amuro Tori looked strange. He knew very clearly about Tang Ze just went upstairs to say hello to his neighbors, but it turned out to witness a murder.

It feels like these detectives, as long as they are a little famous, have such a strange accident physique, and even Tang Ze... No, Tang Ze himself now has an identity as a detective, and maybe he has been covered by this curse.

Tang Ze couldn't hear Amuro Tsuki's inner complaints, so he continued to comment: "This is the member of Congress I mentioned, Shigehiko Swallowed the mouth."

"Kun Tsujimura is related to the organization?" Tangze said this name and Amuro Tsumiya was able to understand it.

"Yes, he is likely to be one of the lower-level members of Shigehiko Shige. The murder that happened this morning was Tsukimura Koe, the wife of Tsukimura Koe. Her motive was that Tsukimura Koe used unclean means to persecute and even force her ex-husband to death... This is a clue of value." Tang Ze's fingertips moved from the frame to the background on the side. "There is another question. Judging from the appearance and clothing of the two, when they took this photo, it was probably as far as five or six years ago. Since Tsukimura Koe had been involved with the organization twenty years ago, why did the two of them leave a group photo that seemed to be commemorative at this time?"

Amuro Toru picked up the photo frame, put the photo closer, and began to identify other people who were blurred or clear in the background one by one.

Soon his eyes lit up slightly.

"This is a cocktail party, and it is likely a private party. They are celebrating something." Toru Amuro lowered the photo frame and looked at Tang Ze.

Tang Ze grinned and smiled out a row of neat upper teeth, like a cat with his mouth open to bite his prey: "So guess what kind of members of the swallowing group will be associated with the organization at the party?"

"I guess, it's all." Amuro Tomo also smiled, revealing her white upper teeth, her eyes sharp and bright.

The newly completed office has a bright window, and two bottles of fake wine are sitting on both sides of the reception sofa, smiling at each other.

"I'll arrange for Feng Jian to investigate the banquet... This group photo has a lot of content, so it should not be difficult to locate the position. It's a beautiful job, junior." Toru Amuro put the photo frame back into the paper case wrapped in Tang Ze, and said meaningfully, "It's also true to take away the evidence directly from the scene of the murder.

"It's good if the boss is satisfied." Tang Ze bounced the newly received business card in his hand.

On the woody business card, the name outlined by the fine gold-plated lines shines brightly in the noon sunshine.

"Amuro Detective Office"

"Akechi Goro"

"Akichigoro"

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"Where are you going..."

Standing in front of the door of the 20th place of Mikacho, Tokyo, Conan, with his hands in his pocket, asked dissatisfiedly at the white-haired boy walking over.

Tang Ze glanced at the messy and shallow footprints at his feet, knowing that he had been wandering around the door for a while, so he raised the shopping bag in his hand: "Where can you go? Even if you are a monster thief, you still have to buy daily necessities and have to eat."

Conan glanced at his eye-catching white hair and sunglasses in the sun, and said nothing.

As if he understood what he was thinking about, Joker, who took out the key and was opening the door, said without looking back: "Of course it's impossible to just go shopping like this, it's too conspicuous. He just changed it on the way back."

This is a lie. Tang Ze received a call from Xingchuan Hui and chased him all the way from the cafe. The disguise was changed on the road.

In fact, even if you don’t consider the neon lights of the second stinger, men and women in strange clothes are everywhere on the streets of Tokyo. Tang Ze is really not very conspicuous.

Tang Ze pushed open the door, made a gesture of inviting Conan, took off his coat and hung it on the coat rack at the door.

Conan immediately glanced at the single house with a layout very similar to his own house.

Like his house, the living room is on the right side of the entrance, and the lobby is connected to the stairs on the second floor.

I heard that the former owner died here, and his wife hung the body in front of the entrance from the railing on the second floor. As soon as the police entered the door, they saw the body with wide eyes hanging... Cough cough.

Holding back many of the very rude associations, Conan withdrew his gaze and followed Joker into the living room.

It is obvious that although the interior of the house has not been replaced, the furniture has been completely replaced and it is brand new. However, the traces of people's lives have been seen recently. In addition to the slightly inconsistent cosmetics on the living room coffee table, it can be inferred that the owner is a young man with no bad habits of living and the things are neatly tidy.

Considering that the owner is a weird guy who disguises every day, these messy cosmetics and extra clothes are even more reasonable. It seems that Joker has not deceived him, and he does live here now.

After habitually doing reasoning, Conan walked to the sofa in the living room and sat down, and took the bottle of juice handed over by Joker.

"Who is there any Guigan today, little detective?" Tang Ze walked to the sofa freely, tidied up his pillow, and found a comfortable direction for himself. Ge You collapsed on the sofa, "Are you going to ask me about the case two days ago?"

"Yes... I want to ask about my brief recovery that day." Conan struggled for a moment, sat upright from the soft sofa, and bought this bean bag sofa that was easy to fall into and placed in the living room. Wouldn't the guests lose their demeanor... I really don't know what this guy has for him.

"I guessed it was." Joker nodded, "What do you want to ask me, about why I know that drinking white wine will change back? Or something else?"

"Joker, you and that organization are obviously hostile, but you seem to know a lot about the organization... What is your relationship with the organization?" Conan grabbed the juice in his hand, and the cold drink condensed with tiny water droplets on the outer wall, making him feel as slippery as if he was sweating. "And that day, when you disguised as if you rushed to Tsujimura's house, why did you know what I was wearing at that time in advance, and came over directly in the Didan school uniform... Are you monitoring me?"

Oh, I'm careless.

Tang Ze blinked and sighed in his heart, for his negligence and Conan's keenness.

The detectives in these mystery works are really hard to fool. If there is any mistake, they will be caught and investigated.

Fortunately, when he disguised as Shinichi Kudo that day, he had already shown his reasoning in front of everyone...

Tang Ze reorganized the logic quickly. He turned his head in a contemplative manner, thought for a while, and said, "There are many problems. I think about where to start. Let's talk about the kind of drug that makes you become like this. This is definitely what you are most interested in. Its name in the organization is APTX4869, which is a special drug that is still under development... You'd better keep it firmly at the fact that "Kudo Shinichi has become smaller," otherwise, I'm not sure what crazy actions the organization will do."

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!