The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan

"Karasawa, if you feel uncomfortable, you don't have to force yourself to explain." Interpreting Karasawa's shaking of his head as some kind of discomfort, Suzuki Sonoko walked up and patted him on the back, "In short, you really didn't mean it. ,Right?"

In fact, Tangze, who was just thinking about deep logical issues for a moment, was stunned, and quickly realized that he was lost in thought when talking about this topic, which could easily be interpreted as being depressed and unable to continue.

Forget it, it just so happens that this emotional state also meets the needs.

So Tangze maintained his current expression and continued to play.

"It's okay with me." Karasawa gently blocked Suzuki Sonoko's hand, took two deep breaths, pretended to calm down his emotions, and returned to a calm tone of voice, "What needs to be explained should be explained clearly. After all, I do It caused some harm to Wakayama-san.”

Wakayama Junko gritted her teeth and looked at Tangze's expression, unable to say the words that came to her lips.

"The impact on me is not that serious now. It's not that the memory problem doesn't exist at all. It's just that during the long-term treatment process, I found a way to temporarily close some of the memories." Tang Ze, who was still speaking the truth, was confused. He changed his color and carefully sewed up his nonsense, "But the overdevelopment of memory is a congenital problem for me. My brain will memorize too many things on its own initiative. I can only adjust myself regularly. , and the unnecessary content is also sealed. For others, this process is automatically completed by the brain, forgetting and filtering, but my brain cannot learn to forget. Therefore, my memory will have some deviations from time to time, which is unavoidable. .”

"Are you going to say that you forgot that you communicated with Junko the day before? But, looking at your usual appearance, you don't feel that this kind of problem will happen?" Noro Saki became confused, "If your memory is really superior, then , then why, I usually see you in class..."

The latter question was somewhat impolite. Although she said bad things to Tang Ze online every day, she still couldn't speak in front of others.

If he has hyperamnesia, then the difficulty of learning knowledge for Tangze should be very low...

However, after being in the same class with him for several months, she knew clearly that Tangze's grades had always been quite average. No, saying average would be a bit of a compliment to him. He seemed to have failed the first two tests...

Tangze, who understood her unfinished words, looked at Hoshikawa Hui again.

Smile, smile, smile, you keep laughing and never stop, it’s your fault again, look at you!

Xingchuan Hui continued to suppress his laughter while looking back at him without any guilt.

Who is to blame? Who do you think is to blame?

Not only did he have people take classes and write homework for him, but he didn't even take the exam himself. He deserves to be tortured like this!

"Well, that's why I behave like this in school." Tang Ze, who had already thought of an excuse to lie, and Hoshikawa Teru condemned each other with their eyes for a few times, and then continued to explain, "Outside of school Memory, I can handle them easily, as long as I close all the content that has nothing to do with my life goals; but when I go to school, I have to remember the content in the textbook, which tests my memory screening. ...I often can't handle this part well. The same situation happened to Wakayama-san. I also blocked this part of the memory. So, hyperamnesia did not bring me any learning gains. It was very counterproductive. Intuition, right?”

"But, but..." Noro Saki looked at Karasawa's frank look. On the one hand, he felt that the reason he said was somewhat ridiculous, and on the other hand, he really couldn't find any loopholes in his logic, so he had to look at Suzuki Sonoko and Mori. Lan, "Well, you, Suzuki and Mori..."

"In order to prevent everyone from noticing my abnormality, I seldom communicate with others in school." Tang Ze first explained - this is also the truth. Even when he was in Quanxin High School, Tang Ze Zhao only communicated with his classmates. "Suzuki-san and the others... they are very enthusiastic. From the first day we met, they took the initiative to approach me and invited me to hang out after school. Mori-san is still my neighbor. To be honest, , although it may be an exaggeration, but the fact is that it is like this - they are the only friends I have made since I grew up."

"Tang Ze..." Mao Lilan looked at Tang Ze smiling and almost had tears in her eyes.

"Oh my god, I didn't even notice such a thing..." Lingmu Sonoko was also surprised, looking at him with tearful eyes that were beginning to overflow with motherly love.

Before today, Tang Ze's image in her heart was that of an older brother.

Although he is about the same age as them, only one year older, Tangze has a calm face and the image of being able to calmly take care of any trouble, which always gives people a sense of calmness and reliability.

But after Tang Ze said this, his image suddenly changed from a mature older man to one who pretends to be strong and can endure any trouble for his friends...

Before Suzuki Sonoko actually rushed towards him and gave him a hug, Karasawa stood up prejudgmently and walked to Wakayama Junko.

"I'm very sorry for giving you a bad impression before. Regardless of whether you can accept my reasons or not, I had absolutely no ill intentions toward you at that time. I didn't do it because I had any opinion against you or because I was deliberately alienating anyone. You are right to be indifferent."

Tangze reached into his bag and pulled out the fake notice with a hole poked in it by a butterfly knife.

"So, should you also apologize to me?" He handed the notice letter to Wakayama Junko, whose head almost dropped to her chest. "Your letter really caused me a lot of trouble... …and everyone who is investigating this because they trust me."

"I'm sorry..." Seeing the fake notice that she made with her own hands, which really hurt Karasawa, Junko Wakayama couldn't hold back her emotions at all, and her secret sobbing turned into crying, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I, I should ask you more, I should..."

She panicked and grabbed the incriminating letter in her hand, bursting into tears.

What really hurt her was not only what Karasawa explained about his own situation, but also what he expressed about why Suzuki Sonoko would become friends with him.

It's her fault, it's her problem. If she hadn't accepted Ishibashi's childish bet, if she hadn't had to ask Karasawa for help because of Ishibashi's few words of stimulation, she would have been in the mood to make friends, like Suzuki Sonoko. If you approach him sincerely, is everything going to be...

She, she had liked Tang Ze, she liked him so much.

When she timidly patted Tang Ze on the shoulder, fully expecting to receive a cold rejection or unfamiliar questioning, a smile without any haze bloomed on Tang Ze's face...

There was no chance anymore. Her impulsiveness and self-pity ruined everything. She even ruined Tang Ze's hard-earned opportunity to be a student again...

The more Junko Wakayama thought about it, the more uncomfortable she became. She slowly bent over and cried bitterly.