The Phantom Thief of Heart! But Conan.

Chapter 1121 What did you add to the water

Vermouth's breathing on the other end of the phone suddenly became heavier, and Tang Ze anticipated and moved the phone a little further away from his ear.

He wanted to give Curacao a "grand funeral", so it was impossible for him to avoid the organization.

Notifying Vermouth was more of a way to divert her firepower than asking for her opinion, so that Vermouth, upon hearing the news, wouldn't think that he didn't care about Conan's safety and come to him for an explanation.

After Tang Ze's test, he could only sigh that he was worthy of being a pioneer in infiltrating the organization to cause trouble. The information his parents had planted in the organization was really cruel.

Curacao is about 25 or 26 years old this year, and he has not been with Rum for that long, but it also shows that Curacao had already made his mark at that time and showed certain special qualities, which is why he caught Rum's attention.

From this, it can be seen that she was probably one of the first children taken away by the organization to be used in cognitive science experiments and achieved certain results.

Since taking her away, Tang Ze has tested it several times.

As soon as he saw Tang Ze's face, after a few seconds of trance, Curacao would reveal a gentle smile full of trust, like a child seeing his parents, and remain quiet, looking at him carefully and listening to his words.

Although he knew that this special effect was not without the mental regression of Curacao, and that was why the effect was magnified, Tang Ze still felt a little creepy. He really wanted to ask his parents what they had added to the water to make him so drugged.

Being able to maintain long-term system hypnosis and psychological suggestion to this extent is almost like rewriting the underlying code. Even if we ignore the elements of cognitive science, the Tang Ze couple are truly at the level of mental magicians...

While he was thinking about this problem, Conan, who was whispering with Haibara Ai, was also discussing this issue.

"I know it's dangerous to let her get close to the children, but I think with Tang Ze here, maybe we can give it a try. It's a bit risky, but I think it's not impossible."

There was still a solemn look between Conan's eyebrows, but his expression had become much more resolute.

He did not miss Curacao's exceptional gentleness and tolerance towards Tang Ze, and he never forgot those little bits of knowledge related to the organization, which occupied his mind in an instant.

He thought of Goro Akechi, who was most likely Kumail.

As a member of Kumail's organization, he should have been an absolute threat, but because of Karasawa and his parents who were already legendary in various rumors, this threat turned into a shield and even saved Conan's own life to a certain extent.

Conan has always had doubts about the truth of this, which is one of the reasons why he has been unsure how to deal with Goro Akechi.

Honestly, it's unlikely to consider Akechi Goro a complete friend. Even if he does have respect as a detective, if that power is misused, the damage it causes will be immense. But if he's considered a complete enemy, Conan, who has received help numerous times, would find it difficult to give a definitive answer. Faced with such a massive organization, they truly need someone like him to provide information and assistance from within...

The Curacao that now appeared before them was a version that had been confirmed by doctors to be non-threatening for the time being.

Conan planned to observe her reaction to Tang Ze, and indirectly confirm what Tang Ze had said before, that the members of the organization who underwent the experiment would not have any ill will towards him, to what extent...

Since the other party is alone, even if he recovers his memory and really attacks and hurts people, if we really discuss the fighting power, Tang Ze alone can make her unable to get away.

When Haibara Ai heard Conan say this, she almost couldn't keep her composure.

She repeatedly looked at Conan's expression, making sure that he had not seen through the trick of Tang Ze's identity, and then she looked away with a strange look on her face.

If she didn't know that Conan was the one who was kept in the dark, she would have suspected that Conan had discovered something wrong as soon as she heard this.

To be honest, with Tang Ze around, nothing can go wrong.

If Curacao were some other dangerous person, then there might be some cause for concern, but since he is a member of an organization, he is not very threatening.

Tang Ze's identity is a code name member of the organization, an excellent successor of cognitive science, and a heart thief. Any member of the organization who dares to leave a gap to Tang Ze will be clearly arranged in the end.

"You trust Tang Ze quite a bit. I don't know much about their experiment. But now that you've said it, I understand a little bit."

Haibara Ai shrugged and didn't continue to explain, just showing a relaxed expression.

Seeing Curacao's appearance, she couldn't help but get nervous. It wasn't because her induction into the organization members had any effect, but because she could sense the shadow of an excellent experimental subject of cognitive science from him at a glance.

It’s not that “silver hair” or “excellent looks” are necessary elements, but after engaging in research in this area for a long time, it’s hard not to notice a pattern.

"I won't elaborate on the theoretical research part, as it's very complicated and involves some less-than-easy-to-understand aspects of Jungian psychology, which means it takes time and is somewhat difficult. I'll just tell you the conclusion." Haibara Ai succinctly told Conan her perception. "To put it simply, there are complexes in the collective subconscious of human beings. Just like when ordinary people see a person, they will form a preconceived impression based on their appearance and features. Similarly, whether or not someone is suitable to be an experimental subject in this area also has characteristics."

Unlike APTX-related drug trials, which really can only rely on human lives, it is actually easy to identify individuals in whom cognitive science experiments are effective.

"You mean, you just took one look at her and thought she was a good candidate in this area?" Conan frowned.

"Yeah. That's why I'm worried about her whereabouts. It would be very dangerous to let her fall into the hands of the organization." Haibara Ai nodded cautiously, "But since she came from the organization, I'm a little more relaxed."

"Because there's no use in being anxious?"

"...Because the experiments that needed to be done have definitely been completed, her outward appearance is the result of the experiments, so there's no need to worry too much... Hey, Kudo, you've been hanging around Karasawa for too long, why are you talking so..."

"Huh? Why do I hear someone calling me?"

Before Haibara Ai could say something, Tang Ze bent down with his smiling face close to hers, forcing her to swallow back the complaints that were about to come out.

...The part about him walking silently and often scaring people is strangely similar to Kudo.

With this delicate feeling, Huiyuan Ai took the marshmallow he handed over and curled her lips: "It took you so long to buy a marshmallow."

"There are so many unexpected people, that's what we can't do." Tang Ze stuffed another blue marshmallow into Conan's hand and raised the several marshmallows in his hand and shook them. "But it's okay to wait a little. The dolphin-shaped one is really pretty, isn't it?"

Of course he couldn't have plotted loudly in front of my face while he was on the phone. He ran away under the pretext of buying marshmallows for the children.

But apart from Tang Ze, there is really no one else in the team who can be so creative and easily get five in one hand.

"It can also shape marshmallows. The technology of today's marshmallow machines is so advanced?" Conan's mouth twitched as he looked at the passing children looking at Tang Ze with longing eyes at the marshmallows that were almost like a windmill in one hand, and then looking down at the whale-shaped marshmallows in his hand, and asked uncertainly.

As for the shape, marshmallows are fluffy and fuzzy after all. Even if they are shaped, we can only barely tell what kind of marine creature it is based on the outer contour. It is unlikely to have many details.

I don’t know if it’s the color or the shape, but it inexplicably makes me lose my appetite.

"How is that possible? It's made with a mold," Tang Ze replied. "Don't you think it's less fluffy than ordinary marshmallows?"

Huibara Ai frowned and took a bite of the thick, short tentacle made of pink octopus in her hand: "...What an unromantic technique. It's really not surprising that it happened in this aquarium."

"Are you talking about their Ferris wheel?" Tang Ze pointed to the huge Ferris wheel high up.

"Yeah, don't you think this design is strange? Why would it become a selling point?" Haibara Ai shook her head silently.

Why else could it be? If we don't create light pollution, how can we create a reason for Curacao to regain its memory just by seeing the light?

But then again, her hyperthymesia is also an alternative brain disease. Why it is shaped into a link to another person and is related to color is also a mechanism worth studying.

"It's just an excuse to build a Ferris wheel. Never mind. As long as the kids are happy, that's all that matters."

Tang Ze shrugged and took the two of them to follow the excited group in front.

Whether they were sincerely or pretending to help her recover her memory, Conan and Haibara Ai seriously asked the staff in the ground square if they had seen Curacao.

This can also be considered an effort to find out how she ended up at the Toudou Aquarium and who the sister she was talking about was.

Even if such an exaggerated coincidence is unlikely to be a planned conspiracy, we must find a way to rule out the possibility that it is also part of an organizational conspiracy.

As for the children, it is hard to say whether they can help Curacao find out what happened to him, but it is true that they had a lot of fun playing with Curacao, a big kid.

"This is the last one, you must hit it!"

The three children surrounding Curacao clenched their fists, held their breath, and cheered her on. They looked even more nervous than she was.

Curacao looked at the dart in his hand, which had been processed and was not so sharp, and he breathed a sigh of relief for some unknown reason. He slowly raised it and closed his unusual blue eye.

The next second, she flicked her wrist and applied force very accurately along the center of gravity of the dart, throwing it out.

The small dart flew out smoothly and hit the bull's eye illuminated by the light in front of it.

"Wow, that's great!"

"Sister, you're awesome! You're amazing!"

The three children's cheers broke out, even louder than the LED screen above their heads flashing and broadcasting sound effects.

"Congratulations, this is our highest score today!"

The clerk in a sailor suit smiled and clapped, while secretly glancing at the target behind him and sweating slightly.

In order to allow for reuse and to match the modern style of the park's decoration, although the store's game format is not much different from traditional stalls, they all use processed magnetic targets.

Compared with traditional targets, darts are more difficult to use and not as convenient to apply force.

But just now, that beautiful and gentle silver-haired woman had thrown three darts in a row, each of which landed with a resounding "thump," making the clerk deeply worried about whether he should check if the screen was intact...

With this in mind, the clerk walked faster to the wall to get the prize board.

"You can choose three from these gifts." The smiling clerk handed them a row of dolphin keychains. "These are specially made, hand-painted, limited edition keychains. Each one is unique."

"Hey, then..."

"Isn't it a bit insufficient to only take three?"

Just as the three children were about to reach out and touch the dolphins on the board, a voice behind them interrupted their action.

"Do you mean you want it too, Brother Tang Ze?"

"Yeah, it's such an interesting limited edition, everyone should get one, right?"

Tang Ze smiled and handed the marshmallows in his hand to the naughty kids, and handed the last one to Curacao.

"Yours, Miss Sonya."

Curacao looked up blankly at the three children, with marshmallows stuffed into his hands.

Unlike the colorful ones handed to the children, although they were also shaped, what she got was a white marshmallow.

"We just ran out of colored candies, so I chose this. This is a killer whale," Tang Ze explained gently. "It's very close to humans and very intelligent. But compared to smaller dolphins, it's definitely a hunter at the top of the food chain, full of strength and gentleness. It's only black and white, so using white is very suitable. It suits you better than a dolphin, right?"

"Me?" Curacao slowly tightened his grip on the stick, staring at the marshmallow in his hand, unable to recover.

Only white and black, close to humans, hunters?

"Okay, help me get mine too." Tang Ze handed the marshmallow in his hand to Conan behind him and rolled up his sleeves. "It's 600 yen for 5 darts, right?"

The clerk, still holding a keychain nail board, answered reflexively, "Yes, 600 yen for 5. As long as you hit the target, you'll get a small gift. If you hit ten rings, you can choose any gift..."

"That's five Ten Rings for one gift." Tang Ze immediately summarized the outline, made a gesture of digging into his pocket, and took out a few coins and placed them on the table. "Let me do the math. I have to bring some souvenirs for others too... How many gifts do you have left?"

"what?"