: The method of sabre

Author: Six Days and Four Dusts

: The method of sabre

Tang Ze bent over and looked straight at the primary school student who was sweating.

Tang Ze thought to himself that Conan looked quite funny, and he stared at him without moving, like a frightened hamster.

Of course, it was not an accident that he was given an anesthesia needle, but because the garden was close to him, he deliberately hit the car.

According to his previous speculation, the main characters on the Red Side can trigger coops. There is no reason why Tang Ze, a big protagonist, is not right, but Tang Zezhao's identity is a bit embarrassing.

The day he transferred to school was the beginning of Kudo Shinichi's absence. The two of them had never met as classmates, and the current situation of Tang Ze being surrounded by the organization was not suitable for slowly getting along with Conan. Now Conan is a reckless man who dares to climb into the Gin Bar Porsche and is prone to messing around.

Tang Ze thought, since the conditions for triggering coop are keywords such as agreement, transaction, and contract, then grasping the handle is also considered a transaction, right?

Conan's biggest handle is this well-known vest problem in the red side.

Today is a beautiful and sunny day, and it is a good day to snatch a horse. The murder case comes sooner or later, and the time is right, so Tang Ze took the opportunity to hit a porcelain piece.

"It seems that you are a child with a secret, Conan Jun." Tang Ze turned his back to everyone and made a sinister expression that was not kind and sinister. He stared at Conan and broke out in a cold sweat again before standing up with a smile.

"Mari classmate!" Tang Ze raised his voice and shouted.

"No, wait..." Conan was so shocked that he tried to stop Tang Ze and continued, but he could only reach Tang Ze's elbow, not as tall as Tang Ze's waist.

"What's wrong?" Ran Maori looked over in confusion.

No! Conan grabbed Tang Ze's forearm tightly and hung it on the kicking legs in vain, feeling sad in his heart.

"Can you lend me this kid for a while?" Conan, who was hanging on Tang Ze, held his cheek with both hands and raised him to his chest. "He has helped the case today and is very capable. I promised him to invite him to eat cake."

"Is this child making trouble for you? Don't be so polite." Ran Mori looked at Conan in a daze and felt embarrassed.

"No, he found very critical evidence today, made great contributions, and was a very powerful little detective, right?" Tang Ze put down Conan, who was in a big ups and downs, and patted the round head with a smile.

Conan, who was beaten by Tang Ze, blinked and the system restarted successfully. He quickly shouted in a child's tone: "Yes! I want to eat cake, my brother takes me to eat cake!"

Conan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, as long as Xiaolan didn't find out, everything would be fine.

Tang Ze didn't know Shinichi Kudo. Even if he thought he was acting abnormally, he might not think of his true identity...

After all, it is such a thing that adults become smaller and so contrary to common sense...

Conan, who had a hint of luck, was thinking in his heart.

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With Tang Ze's new neighbor who is considerate and has a good temper, Ran Maori is not wary of him, but instead is worried that the naughty kid will make trouble.

After giving Conan a few words, she let Tang Ze take away the fake elementary school student.

The main entrance of the art museum was surrounded by reporters who were moving. Officer Memu, who was in charge of the case, was blocked in front of the door for an interview. Tang Ze looked at the scene from afar, decided to avoid the main entrance and pulled Conan away from the side exit.

Without breaking his promise, Tang Ze really went to the store street to find a dessert shop.

"You don't seem to want to communicate with me on your own initiative, so I'll talk first." Tangze stirred the warm coffee and looked at Conan sitting opposite him with a cake plate staring tightly. "Since there is the name of "Sleeping Tangze Aki", the name of "Sleeping Maori Kogoro" was also created, right? I rarely saw Mr. Maori on social media before. You only stayed at their house for a few days, and Mr. Maori came out of nowhere..."

"!" Conan's hands on his knees tightened, and he looked up and met Tang Ze's gaze.

"It seems that I've called it, this kid." Tangze clamped a piece of candy with his index finger and middle finger, and compared it with a "yeah" scissors hand. "The next question, are you really called "Conan Edogawa". Is he a primary school student? Has no one ever reminded you that your acting skills are really bad?"

Conan’s vest problem is one of the hard to describe in Conan’s comics.

Conan's performance was too outrageous. First-grade elementary school students were in a state of no one when they entered the murder scene, forced a landing and flying a plane, playing with football, and even almost all intellectual characters with red side would find that Conan was Kudo Shinichi after several rounds of pulling.

Even Kogoro Mori, whose neck was tied into a hedgehog, reacted. His vest was prominent and he was only able to defend against stupidity.

Conan was in the Red Party’s real name online, and he took a temporary antidote when he had a disagreement. In the end, in order to smooth things over, Gin gave a strange setting that he couldn’t remember the dead, which was a great memory elimination technique.

Conan looked at the candy cube drowned in the coffee cup, and after enduring it, he still couldn't help but whisper: "Not it..."

"You can only deceive careless people." Tang Ze commented pertinently, "You are also in school now... You should take a look at the children of your grades carefully, and then look at you, smart children, smart big children and smart adults. Although they are all smart, they are completely different in appearance. Let me guess..."

Tang Ze grabbed another piece of candy and swung back and forth slowly in front of Conan's eyes: "You must not be an adult, but you are not too young...a high school student?"

Conan's shocked gaze followed his fingers, which was quite fun, like a cat.

Tang Ze also threw the candy cube into the coffee cup, and the falling square made a splash of water. Conan watched the white sugar slowly melt and sink, and always felt that it was a metaphor for his current fragile disguise.

"High school student, detective, Tokyo's high school student detective..." Tang Ze pinched another candy cube and hung it on the cup, turned his head and thought, and said slowly, "Well, although I don't know how you did it, the Tokyo high school student detective who has been in a mystery recently-"

With a gentle "thump" sound, Tang Ze loosened his fingers and the candy cube fell into the coffee.

Conan slowly moved back and put his back on the back of the seat. He didn't know whether he wanted to stay away from Tang Ze who was saying terrible lines or to give himself some physical support.

After clicking, Tang Ze swallowed the name that had reached his mouth again, and did not continue his logical chain explanation.

He blinked his right eye, picked up the sweet coffee he put on, and took a sip of it.

When he put down the porcelain cup again, the bottom of the cup and the chassis made a crisp "click" sound, like a chess piece hitting heavily on the chessboard.

"Checkmate." Tang Ze concluded.

Chapter 2 is still a little late, I will write before I finish my work and get off work [Lying]
Chapter completed!