: Being the leader of the group

Author: Six Days and Four Dusts

: Being the leader of the group

With Ai Haibara's description, Tang Ze's expression changed a lot, and finally it was frozen on a very twisted and entangled expression.

Compared to the gin slaughtered in the snow that Ai Haibara dreamed of in the original work, the dream attacks she described this time have obviously become much wider.

How to say it, it's a bit like that. The investigator passed a san check and the inspiration was very successful...

In addition to dreaming of the original plot line, she also described a scene in which Tang Ze disguised herself as her and ran out to attract firepower in the carriage like a prophecy...

What is this corresponding, is the future train chapter?

Bourbon has appeared so early, so it is impossible for the train to be reproduced again in high-definition... Haibara Ai means, is it his turn to be Shirley this time, right?

It's quite reasonable, the more you think about it, the more reasonable it becomes.

Just like he and Hiroshi Hidekawa are very suitable for wearing vests, Tang Zawa and Shiba Miyano are already related by blood, and their sexual characteristics are particularly similar, with chestnut hair, blue eyes, and soft baby face. He has to choose someone to play Shiba Miyano. He is indeed more suitable than Kidd...

Wait, no, he doesn't wear women's clothes! He is not Kid's cross-dressing nerd!

After returning to his senses alertly, Tang Ze put down his dangerous thoughts and quickly rubbed Haibara Ai's hair rise for a few times.

"I love to worry very much, kid." Tang Ze rubbed her with a smile, "Don't worry, of course everything will be fine."

What can the black party who stitches the world? It’s amazing to be the Tongtou Group!

Sew something awesome and see what you have.

However, when it comes to this, Tang Ze broke up with Ai Haibara's head at himself: "In two days, the memorial service of the wine roll director. If Kudo insists on coming, then let him come alone. You can stay at home, do you hear that?"

Haibara Ai blinked his eyes twice, met the blue pupils that were exactly the same as himself, and felt a little relieved.

Tang Ze, who is noisy, loves to play, and has a lot of play... but has never disappointed any expectations.

"Okay." Although he didn't think he would take the initiative to join in the fun, Haibara Ai still obediently agreed.

"Yeah, okay, wait for my good news."

When he patted the soft hair in his hand, Tang Ze was very pleased and felt that his sister was still free of trouble.

The plot is right, attack him, right...

Come on, let him see how he would teleport Haibara Ai to Pisco's face this time.

However, when it comes to Pisco, the opportunity is rare anyway...

"Xiao Ai," Tang Ze mysteriously leaned over with his head in his posture, "Have you ever seen a man named Kensan Ye in the organization? Tell me everything you know about him..."

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"Ding Dong--"

After waiting for a while, seeing that there was no movement in the door, Conan walked around in a little anxiously, stood on tiptoe again, ready to ring the doorbell again.

I didn't reply to the email, and I didn't answer the phone...

Joker, can't he be hurt and persistent? Now he is unconscious at home, right?

Wait for another five minutes, if he hasn't responded and hasn't answered the phone, he has to consider whether to make a first aid call.

"Conan, right?" After his hand was once again touched the button of the doorbell, a head with a messy brown hair came out of the entrance, "Stop pressing, the boss is busy... I'll open the door for you."

"Oh, oh, thank you..."

After reacting for several seconds, Conan remembered that this was the boy named Hiroshi Hidekawa before Joker introduced him.

Conan tried his best not to let his vision be too rude, but he couldn't help but sweep his hair, which was strung into a short ponytail.

Obviously, when I saw him last time, I was also a handsome and handsome model. Now when I put on this black frame mirror, I grabbed my hair randomly...

Open the door and let Conan walk in. Hidekawa Hiroshi ignored his open and secret examination, and yawned him in the direction of the war room, without any worries about what Conan would find.

Earlier, without any cover to go out, Xingchuan Hui was still a little nervous about being recognized as wise, and often bent down and hunched down while walking on the road, trying to hide his face.

Later, when he and Tang Ze, who disguised himself as a wise figure, walked shoulder to shoulder on the road, but the little girl who came over to sign would always only shout wise at Tang Ze, he gradually became numb.

As long as there are huge differences in hairstyles, no one will doubt it even if the face is carved from the same mold.

After all the incredible statements that Tang Ze mentioned were repeatedly verified, Xingchuan Hui had already begun to let his brain gradually smooth, and Tang Ze just said everything was right.

"What's wrong, little detective?" Tang Ze, who heard two different footsteps stepping into the door, was busy writing on his notes, and asked directly, "What's new problem?"

Hearing his voice, Conan's eyes gathered like a searchlight, and was surprised to find that Joker was really not hurt.

Due to speculation about Conan's purpose, Tang Ze deliberately chose a street-style T-shirt with a strong style today to wear it. He deliberately designed a ripped dress and dug two holes directly on the shoulders, which could reveal the intact shoulders below.

"I'm fine after all." After putting down the pen, Tang Ze stretched out his back and sat up straight, "I'm not living here alone, are you still afraid that no one will notice me at home and leave in a miserable manner?"

"Uh, ah hahaha..." Conan was told with a word, and smiled a little with a stiff face. Looking at Xingkawa Hui, who was yawning Liantian, sitting on the side of the table, looked at Aomiyaki, whose hair was not dry, and scratched his head embarrassedly.

I always watch Joker appear alone, it is easy to forget that this guy is actually a gang committing crimes. Well, he has a companion.

"If you want to check if I'm dead or not, you've seen it. I'm fine. Those are really fake blood." He said nonsense without changing his face. Tang Ze pulled his laptop in front of him. "If you have any other questions, then ask quickly. We're quite busy since the monster channel was established."

Unable to retract the gazes of the two members of the monster thieves, Conan thought for a while, but climbed onto the office chair and sat on the last side of the square table: "Today, I unexpectedly heard some news about the organization, and I want to find you to confirm further... We are on the road today..."

Listening to Conan's narrative, Akimi Miyano and Hiroshi Hoshikawa stopped their movements one after another and aimed at Tang Ze with their aftermath.

Conan's question was considered to be looking for the right person. Tang Ze could not only further confirm...

"Oh, two days later, Gutu City Hotel..." He grabbed his chin as if he was pretending to be aware of it, and Tang Ze leaned seriously in the swivel chair, turned the chair twice, with a thoughtful look on his face, "I really don't know the details. Thank you for your reminder."

Miyano Akimi and Hoshikawa Fuku's expressions were frozen for a while, and they silently stuffed the documents in their hands.

They were holding the first and the second half of the list of the director's memorial service guests in their hands, helping Tang Ze distinguish possible roles related to the organization based on their memories.

No matter how many times they read it, they must admire Tang Ze's ability to speak wildly and naturally.

Otherwise he would be the leader...
Chapter completed!