Phantom Thief of Heart!but conan

Chapter 1243 The Final Stage of the Palace

"After spending so much energy, only to discover that this system isn't worth much..." Vodka sighed as he checked the contents on the tablet. "I'm afraid Binga won't be feeling well."

Gin looked straight ahead and just smiled meaningfully without saying anything.

Judging from the provocative message he received yesterday, Binga's defeat was definitely a good thing for him.

Although Binga has said such provocative words enough times, the situation is different now, and Rum's instructions are no longer as powerful.

If Binga still thinks he is the same as before, and can act recklessly under the protection of Rum...

Vodka's tablet displayed a message from Vermouth regarding the accuracy verification of the cross-age recognition system.

Vermouth said that she did not disguise herself, but just used cosmetics to change into several different styles of makeup, and then used the system in the background to compare them, but found that as long as it was not her daily light makeup, the identity information of Chris Wynyard could not be retrieved when searching her face.

This is the case with makeup, not to mention the effect of disguise that is almost like changing your head.

This system poses no threat, but its accuracy is questionable.

At least at this stage, the technology of this system has not yet evolved to the point where it poses a threat to them. Rather than controlling this system, it is more important to prevent police from various countries from continuing to advance its development.

As long as Engineer Naomi is controlled and the current foundation is destroyed, the organization will of course have the final say on the direction of future research and development.

Under the influence of many factors, along with Vermouth's message, the boss's order to directly destroy the Pacific buoy arrived.

"It's no surprise Binga's in a bad mood." Staring at the information on the screen, Rena Mizunashi blinked and looked away nonchalantly. "Don't forget, besides the system issue, he's also being targeted by the Phantom Thieves. Now, even Rum won't help."

The video that directly named Binga's real name can be said to have sentenced Binga to death.

Regarding the "mechanism" of the Phantom Thief of Hearts, the organization's research institute has come up with a relatively reasonable set of theories, among which knowing the other party's real name is an important condition.

The so-called Phantom Thief Channel voting is not simply collecting target information or conducting a disguised opinion poll, but more about wanting to know the target's name itself.

Criminal organizations like this organization that hide their names and use code names have an advantage in meeting this requirement, but on the other hand, once the name is exposed, it is announced that the Phantom Thief of Hearts has likely broken through basic cognitive protection.

The message that Binga received, which was almost a direct provocation, meant that the cognitive cracking of the Heart Thief had entered the final stage, and Binga had almost no way to escape.

He is now like a time bomb. No one knows when his cognition will be distorted and transformed. When his mentality changes drastically, how many secrets will he leak out? I am afraid that Rum is more nervous than them.

As she spoke, Mizunashi Rena chuckled, as if remembering something funny. "This ridiculous system is currently just a useless half-finished product. Binga must be very frustrated after spending so much energy on it."

The sarcasm and malice contained in her words were no longer exaggerated, but no one in the cabin objected to her words.

In fact, with Rum's authority, if he wanted to save Binga and send him for cognitive correction, Binga could still save his life. However, Rum is unlikely to do such a thing.

Although Binga can be ridiculed for wasting many years on this system, the core logic behind it is Rum's mistake in decision-making.

Changing his identity to go undercover was not something Binga did on his own initiative. It was entirely Rum's order. Now that he has lost both the wife and the army, Binga seems to be reminding Rum of the failure of this decision. How could he spend energy to protect him?

"Who knows." Gin didn't respond, but just looked at the time, "It's about time."

"The torpedoes have been loaded, big brother." Vodka, who had been checking the dashboard, said.

"Then aim at the target and fire!"

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"What are you talking about..." Binga's eyes kept twitching as he covered his chest and abdomen which were throbbing with pain from Tang Ze's punch.

"I'm telling you, this system is useless. You're totally wasting your time." Tang Ze's lips curved sharply, a frivolous, sarcastic smile that looked ferocious even on his gentle, handsome face. "What do you think I came here for yesterday? Of course, I came to 'inspect the results.'"

The fact that this system relies on facial clarity is something that Tang Ze noticed after observing it yesterday.

He explained this to Noah, and after Noah's verification, the answer was obvious.

This actually cannot be blamed on Naomi's poor skills. After all, the camera captures flat images, not scanners. If it does not rely on images to build skeleton models, then what does it rely on?

She also remembered to use multi-angle image integration for calculations, which had avoided the possible impact of facial changes to the greatest extent.

However, if Tang Ze were to evaluate, her method is still a bit conservative. If there is artificial intelligence at the level of Noah to assist in the analysis, the results will be much better.

The real problem is not the algorithm, but the insufficient computing power.

This question is a bit of a no-brainer. How could strong AI be so easy to develop? Even a genius like Hiroki Sawada could only achieve his results so quickly by leveraging the power of X-alloy.

…But then again, if he hadn't relied on X-alloy to carry out research and development step by step, in order to ensure the research and development progress and subsequent maintenance, Thomas Sindora might have been installed for a while longer, and his life would not have been so short.

It's a bit hellish, so let's not think about it.

When Tang Ze was thinking about something quite blackly humorous, Binga's expression was distorted.

"Acceptance?! But no one informed me of this step!" Binga staggered back a step, leaning against the elevator door on this side, his voice almost breaking.

"Of course no one informed you, because this wasn't Rum's request." Tang Ze pulled his lower eyelid with his index finger and made a face. "You know I'm Senior Bourbon's subordinate."

We are all from different departments under the same leader, and it is normal in the workplace to trip each other up even more than competitors. I really don't know what's so sensitive about them.

"You guys..." Binga's hands were shaking with anger when he realized that he was being hit hard by other people in the organization.

Just because of internal strife, a project that people have worked hard for many years was ruined. This is extremely frustrating.

Five years! That's five years! Five years ago, Bourbon didn't even have a code name!
Not to mention their workplace environment, if a project fails, it will not only cause financial losses, but also loss of life.

"So, even if I kill you here, it can be considered as helping the organization eliminate a problem that should have been solved in the first place." Seeing his defense broken, Tang Ze was in high spirits and raised his fist with a smile, "Do you understand what I mean?"

Seeing that he was about to attack again, Binga felt his scalp tingling and without thinking, he slammed the button behind him.

He just stepped back as if he was in pain, but his purpose was actually to block the keyboard behind him so that he could open the door more easily.

He was, after all, a key engineer here; there was no way the control room could delete his fingerprints in time, so the elevator doors slid open successfully behind him. Binga dashed out at his fastest speed, slammed his hand on the control panel next to the door, and locked the door again.

It was impossible to escape from Kumail with a few threats. His only way to survive now was to leave the buoy, find a place to hide, use the leverage he had on Kumail and Gin, and reconsider how to recover.

"Damn it..." Binga cursed as he held his aching chest and suspected that his ribs were broken, and quickened his pace towards the locker.

The message Kumail brought was very important: the buoy had lost its value to the organization and they were preparing to destroy it.

All the information related to Grace's identity, including various biological evidence, will sink to the bottom of the sea with this sealed and fragile coffin, and he still has room to breathe.

Even if it's the Phantom Thief of Hearts...

Thinking of this, he felt his heart beating harder, the hairs on his body stood up, and he quickened the pace of changing into his diving suit.

According to the rules, as long as the boss does not directly order his execution, Gin must pick him up as agreed no matter how dissatisfied he is with him.

If you can't find the submarine, simply surfacing and trying to reach the shore is also an effective option.

In short, we can't stay in this place any longer, it's too dangerous.

Behind him, watching the elevator door open and close quickly, Tang Ze put away the pretended ferocious expression on his face and took out his cell phone.

With his few operations, the surrounding air twisted subtly and invisibly.

Tang Ze pressed the switch button on the elevator door again, took a step out, and his attire automatically switched to the Phantom Thief mode.

The elevator itself is the part of the palace where Binga's control is relatively weak, that is, the safe house.

Taking this opportunity to temporarily disappear from everyone's sight is also part of the plan.

"Is the collapse starting here?" Tang Ze asked straight to the point after finding his teammates following the navigation prompts.

The buoy in reality has lost its value to Binga, and it also represents a vague fear of being unable to escape and possibly sinking. Correspondingly, the difficulty on this side of the hall will be reduced.

What's more, if Binga's faith collapsed, the entire structure of the temple might collapse.

"No." Xingchuan Hui said, then looked up and added, "Not yet."

The moment Tang Ze's provocation was conveyed, the image of the hall master collapsed, and the huge monster crawled out of the black mud, revealing a more essential shadow form that pointed directly at the heart.

In the control room in front of them was an electronic creature with a rather strange style. Above the surging blood and mud was a constantly rotating display screen. The face on it was sometimes Binga's own, sometimes Grace's in disguise, and sometimes an even more disordered collapsed human face.

It also has six screens that are exactly the same as the screens in the control room. It now directly replaces the original main display screen of the buoy control room at the corresponding position in the hall, standing in the middle of the room.

The room was now filled with flying flames and ice, accompanied by the powerful drum beats of Asai Narumi, which looked quite lively.

It must be said that the large shadow is a target for their team.

"It seems that I don't need to fill in the position." After confirming that his teammates were making good progress, Tang Ze did not follow to join in the fun.

"The most troublesome part for him is the protection provided by the organization. Once this is dealt with, it won't be a problem for him himself." Xingchuan Hui nodded.

This is the real reason why Tang Ze jumped the gun so high-profile, openly confronted the organization, and even went so far as to make a pre-recorded video.

The hall master version of Binga they found had a red light curtain floating around him before he directly revealed his true identity through the video. If you look closely, you can see that it is a circle of thorn patterns composed of the letter K.

This is the case with the protected versions of the organization's codename members. During Pisco's time, thanks to their internal and external cooperation, the X-alloy in his hand was removed in time, and he was physically eliminated from the outside without even entering the boss battle. The Phantom Thieves at that time did not deal with this problem head-on.

So Tangze chose to defeat Binga's will from a practical level.

His work is worthless, and the organization will not provide him with shelter. Instead, they may start hunting him. The Phantom Thieves have even mastered some of the organization's secrets. The organization is no longer a safe haven for him.

Under the heavy blows, the layer of protection was indeed broken.

"It's a pity that the most troublesome person in this hall has never been him." Tang Ze understood what Xingchuan Hui meant and sighed.

"Isn't that what you came here for?"

"Yeah, let's go. By the way..." Before backing out of the room, Tang Ze glanced at the others who were fighting fiercely.

"Do not worry."

A voice took over, and Zhu Fujingguang, who was hanging from the ceiling, adjusted the length of the rope and slid to their side.

He pushed up the goggles on his face and gave a very crisp answer.

"I won't hold back."

It was impossible for Binga to leave alive with so many secrets. This was the basic requirement that Tangze had determined from the beginning.

For the current Phantom Thieves, this requirement is easy to achieve.

As long as his shadow is completely killed, Binga, who is still soaking in the sea water, will have no chance of dying.

Tang Ze raised his hand and high-fived him.

"Then I'll leave it to you."

As for him...

Listening to the rumbling sound of wheels above his head, Tang Ze took out a lollipop, held it in his mouth, and carefully switched to the God.

In reality, he can't do anything to Gin, but here in the palace, let's give it a try and understand the saltiness of Gin.

(End of this chapter)