The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

"Kangze, good morning...Hey, do you have a cold?"

Mao Lilan, who had not experienced yesterday's thrilling experience and spent a leisurely day calmly, went downstairs to find Tang Ze in high spirits, and then strangely saw Tang Ze sitting in the store, wearing a mask strictly.

"It's nothing, I just feel a little uncomfortable with my nose." Tang Ze tugged on the black mask on his face and replied angrily.

Wearing a mask like this indoors is actually a bit boring. The reason why Karasawa did this is naturally because the lower half of his face is still bright red. Amuro Toru clearly made a heavy move and was determined not to let him. Went out to meet people.

In order to avoid some strange rumors about his guardian engaging in abuse, Tang Ze could only choose to wear a mask to cover his face.

Mao Lilan looked weird as she watched Tang Ze put the straw into the mask and bite it, sipping the iced coffee bit by bit.

Is it really okay if a person with a cold drinks iced drinks?

After repeated confirmations and seeing Tangze repeatedly saying that he was really not sick, Mao Lilan temporarily ignored the issue and talked about the purpose of running to him early in the morning.

"You said, you want me to give you some career planning advice?" Tang Ze opened his eyes wide and was very surprised.

Mao Lilan nodded, tucked the long hair hanging down around her cheeks behind her ears, and explained in a difficult tone.

"That day you said, let me focus more on improving myself instead of focusing on Shinichi's affairs... I think what you said makes sense. However, after thinking about it seriously for a long time, I found that I couldn't seem to find it. What direction to strive for."

At this point, she lowered her head and looked at her hands. A few green-white fingers were twisted together, and there was no lack of loss in her words.

"Everyone seems to know what path they are going to take. Shinichi wants to be a detective, and has been paying attention to relevant news and cases since he was very young. Sonoko seems to be indifferent to everything, and chatting all day long is very pure. Girls' topic... But I asked her this question a few days ago, and she told me without thinking that she was definitely going to study business. 'Even if I don't have enough business vision to be the leader, I at least have to be able to see it. Do you understand the accounts and statements? Otherwise, you will be deceived by smart managers at will.'

"I also called my mother and asked her. She said that when she was in high school, her goal was to attend the University of Tokyo Law School. Only with this starting point can she embark on the career path she wants as quickly as possible as a woman..."

Her voice trailed off.

Among her relatives and friends, Suzuki Sonoko's answer had the greatest impact on her.

Although she is different from everyone's stereotype of a delicate young lady, in general, Suzuki Sonoko is still a carefree girl who can have erotic dreams. It is easy for people to think that she has an empty mind and simple thinking.

But even Suzuki Sonoko, who doesn't seem to think about such far-reaching issues, still knows what kind of path he wants to embark on and has a clear understanding of the future.

She opened her palms and looked at her palms covered with palm prints.

She is not someone who cannot lift her shoulders or pick her hands. Due to her father's unreliability, she has been taking care of herself and doing housework since she was very young. Her hands are rougher than many girls of the same age. Plus, she has been practicing karate for a long time. There are even many calluses on it.

But compared to Suzuki Sonoko, who had no fingers in the spring water, she was the one who was more confused and drifting with the crowd.

"At my age, everyone seems to have figured out how to move forward, but I don't have any idea. No wonder you remind me to be the best version of myself first and continue to live like me. Time can impress Shinichi, and as he gets to know his inner self more deeply, I will slowly lose my attraction to him, right?"

Tangze choked while sipping his coffee, and his eyes drifted silently to Conan, who came in quietly behind Mao Lilan and was sitting behind her chair with a nervous look on his face.

If you calculate carefully, among the two of you, Kudo Shinichi is definitely the one who is attracted first...

You haven't confirmed your relationship yet, so you should first worry about whether the other person will abandon you. Whether you should talk about it or not, you two look like a couple.

Conan's fingers were tightly gripping the back of Mao Lilan's chair, and he could hardly hide the eager look on his face.

Hey, Xiaolan has been worried about the problem you created for a long time. Why don't you think of a solution?

"What's wrong, so you actually have a cold, right?" Awakened by Tangze's cough, Mao Lilan broke away from her self-pity and looked up at him, feeling slightly embarrassed, "Since you're not feeling very well. , then maybe next time..."

"It's really okay, I just sucked a piece of ice slag." Withdrawing his gaze from Conan's expression, Tang Ze said sternly, "Don't feel anxious because of this, Maori-san. For your age, you can think of Faced with these problems, it is enough to show that you are a person who can think and is willing to learn. As for confusion, this is a very normal situation."

Even though most of his face was covered by a mask, Mao Lilan, who clearly knew that Karasawa had a baby-faced appearance that did not show his age, listened to him speaking in a serious and thoughtful tone like an old father, saying "for your age", It's really weird.

Mao Lilan wrinkled her face, and it took her a while to get used to this strange sense of disobedience, suppressing her desire to complain.

"What about you, Mr. Tangze?" Mao Lilan couldn't help but ask, "How do you think about this problem?"

"This." Tangze tugged his lips, bit down the plastic straw beside his mouth, and replied, "This is the part I want to tell you. Many times, it is fate that shapes us, rather than us deciding our fate. To be honest, my original dream was to be a police officer."

Toru Amuro, who was sitting at the bar playing with the coffee pot, suddenly stopped moving his hands.

Conan couldn't help but loosen his grip on the chair.

"The original dream..." Mao Lilan repeated, not quite understanding the situation.

Tangze lowered his eyes, shook the glass in his hand, and wiped away the condensed water droplets on the outer wall, a trace of nostalgia flashed in his eyes.

He has never seriously participated in the life of the police force, and because of his special mission, he has completely cut off contact with everyone who knows him. But even in those few years in college, there were people chatting and messing around in groups, scolding instructors, bragging and talking nonsense. These were the rare warm memories he had as a lonely orphan.

"I have given up on this dream. The police are very different from what I imagined." Although his face was covered by a mask, Mao Lilan could still see his expression through Tangze's narrowed smiling eyes.

What Tang Ze is talking about here is of course his own life experience in his previous life.

After all, he belongs to a very special type of police officer and performs a very special task. Everything is completely different from the police life he imagined.

He has been honorably retiring for several years, and he is still the kind of person who can't nail his small meritorious service to his doorstep. He has already completed this dream, and even said that the completion is a bit too in line with the dream.

But when the words fell into the ears of others, they took on a different meaning.

"Ah..." Mao Lilan raised her hand and covered her mouth, suppressing her slightly open mouth before she screamed rudely.

Tangze was a juvenile delinquent who was framed... She remembered it belatedly.

Knowing that this matter was organized and organized, Conan, who knew that Tang Ze would have a difficult time when he was wrongfully accused, frowned fiercely.

Recalling Karasawa's experiences in the police station and detention center, Toru Amuro narrowed his eyes and wiped the glass in his hand until it squeaked.

These scum...

"Huh?" Tang Ze realized that something was suddenly not right in the atmosphere. He looked at them blankly for a while, and then slowly realized the ambiguity in his words, "That's not what I meant, it was just... um..."

Oops, it's a bit unclear.

Pulling the mask awkwardly, Tang Ze coughed.

Forget it, never mind, one person has to shoulder two blames, and the organization has no less blame than this one. If they think wrong, they may think wrong.

Chapter 2...still...

My routine has a kind of hopeless beauty