The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

Chapter 72 Death of Tang Zezhao (Part 1)

The Porsche 356A was driving smoothly on the mountain road in the night. Gin, who had hung up the communication, made it clear that he no longer wanted to pay attention to these troubled colleagues.

Toru Amuro adjusted the volume of his headphones and listened for a while to Chianti's constant complaints to Cohen on the channel. After more than ten minutes, he heard other sounds. It was the sound of Belmod's motorcycle igniting, and the motorcycle engine. It ignited after two roars.

"I thought you were going to Tokyo, Belmod." After lowering the Chianti voice, Amuro spoke in a calm tone, "I was transferred here to help, Rai— —Well, no, Akai Shuichi, you’re a rat again, I thought you would be the one to take over Karasawa Akira’s surveillance work.”

There was a muffled echo in Belmod's voice. She must have been wearing a motorcycle helmet: "I originally had such a plan - after all, I haven't seen that boy from the Karasawa family with my own eyes. It's such a pity."

Although it had been analyzed from the conversation that Bermod was related to Karasawa and his wife, Toru Amuro still felt a sinking feeling in his heart when he heard her confirm it personally.

There were more eyes paying attention to the Karasawa family than he thought.

Then why did Belmode target Tang Ze?

She is considered to be the most code-named member that Toru Amuro has come into contact with in the organization. Since the contact, Toru Amuro has not stopped exploring her. This ageless witch is a very special existence in the organization and is valuable to explore, but because of this, he cannot investigate the other party too blatantly. If she arouses her suspicion, the consequences may be serious.

Could it be that the research of Tang Ze and his wife also had a certain influence on her?

He remembered that Belmod also disliked Shirley, which seemed to have something to do with the drug research and development she led... If he wasn't affected by their experiments, it couldn't be that Belmode hated the scientific researchers in the organization indiscriminately...

The complicated thoughts did not prevent Toru Amuro from answering the words smoothly: "What a pity? What's so pity? Sooner or later, he will be the treasure of the organization, and you will have many opportunities to see him."

"Humph." He was responded to by Belmod's snoring snort, "That's hard to say."

"Oh? What do you mean?" Amuro Toru's heart started to rise again.

"Gin just turned off the communication, right? Forget it, there are some things I shouldn't say." Belmod didn't mean to answer his questions, and said mysteriously, "When you go back to Tokyo, you will be pleasantly surprised. ."

After saying that, there was a soft "beep" sound, and the sound of Bellmode's riding also disappeared from the communication, and she hung up.

Toru Amuro took off his headphones and glanced at the back of Gin's head in confusion.

Why would she mention a sip of gin when it was his business?

Ginjiu didn't look back, but seemed to notice his gaze and said casually: "Your surveillance mission will end soon." Obviously, Ginjiu knew what they were talking about when he heard the words "Karasawa Akira".

Toru Amuro curled his lips and did not continue to ask. He looked like he had no feelings, but the uneasiness in his heart became more and more serious.

"You guys interfere in other people's tasks at will, don't you know how to say hello to others?" He could only show his dissatisfaction at being interfered with by others to cover up his bad mood just now, "If you don't tell me next time, you will If you attack casually, you can’t blame me if you are crushed to death by me as an enemy.”

Gin's answer was even blunter: "Don't treat Tang Zezhao as your trophy without authorization. The organization just sends you to do things, he is not your prey alone."

Toru Amuro showed a gloomy expression of displeasure without concealing it.

Gin showed no interest in looking back at his stinky face, opened the car window and lit another cigarette.

Receiving no further response, Toru Amuro turned his head away and looked silently at the rapidly retreating trees outside the window.

The tall knotted trees formed a dark forest, swallowing up all the moonlight, leaving only a deep black shadow on the glass, reflecting Toru Amuro's cloudy face.

It sounds like the organization is going to take action against Tang Ze.

——No, what's worse is that they have already taken action, otherwise Gin would not have asserted that his mission was about to end.

Feng saw the progress there, hoping he could complete the plan before a more serious situation happened.

...must be done.

It was several hours' drive from Mount Akina to Ota City. Gin sat in the passenger seat with his eyes closed and he was concentrating. Toru Amuro had no interest in talking to him. The two of them finished the road to Ota City in silence.

Toru Amuro got out of the car and as soon as he closed the door, the black Porsche stepped on the accelerator and rushed out, very impatiently, as if it couldn't avoid him.

This Vodka guy... is such a good dog for Gin.

Toru Amuro rolled his eyes regardless of the image and walked towards the safe house where he had been resting for the past two days.

This is a small single-family house. Most of the residents nearby are construction workers working in nearby cities. The population is highly mobile. Different people coming in and out of the same house will not attract the attention of the community, so even if it is an Amuro For a person with such a unique appearance like Toru, no one would look at him with any suspicion.

He packed up the firearms he brought and put them one by one in the box.

Most of them were of no use.

Because Shuichi Akai realized something was wrong the moment his teammates were exposed to Rum, he did not step into the anti-crouch trap set by Gin. Neither Gin nor their subsequent pursuers were able to get close to the escape. Shuichi Akai.

For a sniper of his caliber, a gunfight at a certain distance is bound to be a one-sided suppression.

After multiple investigations and pursuits, Toru Amuro successfully intercepted a team of FBI agents who were assisting Shuichi Akai. He had more or less exchanged fire with the opponent. Like Belmode, almost no shot was fired during the whole process.

Toru Amuro didn't have any good feelings towards the FBI, who had no law enforcement powers but were running rampant on the island with guns and even using military force, so his pursuit was not watery at all. He had been too busy these past two days to even touch the ground. Contact Kazami Yuya to supervise the battle remotely. He is either shooting guns or chasing cars, or running and chasing in the city. He doesn't even have time to check the secret mailbox.

Thinking of this, he paused with his hand touching the phone and put it back to its place.

It's not convenient to watch in Gin's car, and it's the same here. At least you can go back to your car and be in a safe environment to ensure that the organization won't find any clues.

With this in mind, he put his personal belongings into his suitcase, opened the garage, and sat in the familiar driver's seat after a few days of absence. He carefully took out his instrument and scanned for surveillance equipment before slowly driving out of the community.

Before he could contact Yuya Kazami, the phone made a series of beeping sounds. The tips of Amuro's ears twitched. He held the steering wheel with his right hand and turned slowly. He took out the phone with his left hand and operated it a few times.

This is the notification tone he set for the organization's email address.

He clicked on the new email, and the first sentence in the email made Toru Amuro couldn't help but slam on the brakes, and the white Mazda suddenly stopped on the side of the road.

[Tang Zezhao has been confirmed dead. Your surveillance mission has been successfully completed. 】

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