Listening to Tangze Tell That Story from the Past

"A long-haired, fierce-looking man wearing a hat?" Hearing Conan say that, Tangze tilted his head and answered calmly, "I know him. He even came to school looking for me. Didn't Ran tell you?"

"Huh, huh?" Having already assumed the man was an enemy—someone who might not have meant well even if he had nothing to do with the organization—Conan froze in shock. "You know him?"

"I do. He's Shiho's and my older brother." At that, Tangze instinctively glanced at Tooru Amuro, who was sitting behind the counter writing and drawing, and unconsciously lowered his voice. "His name is Shuichi Akai. He's an exceptional person."

Not understanding why Tangze had suddenly lowered his voice, Conan looked around in confusion. After confirming there was no one else nearby and that only the two of them were seated outside the café, he gave Tangze a strange look.

Why had his tone suddenly become all sneaky? Nothing had even happened...

"...Your family sure is something else." His planned conversation had been completely choked off by that revelation, and Conan could only dryly say that.

A shrunken organization member had suddenly shown up. Before he could get excited for long, she had turned out to be Tangze's relative.

Then another dangerous person of unclear origins had appeared, and within minutes, he had also turned out to be Tangze's relative.

Were all of Tangze's relatives this heavyweight...?

"Didn't I ever explain my situation, Shiho's situation, and our family?" Tangze, who had been holding that complaint in for far too long with nowhere to vent it, looked at Conan's bewildered expression and nodded in satisfaction.

It had to be someone like this—someone who understood a little about the organization and had some idea just how heavyweight the various characters in Red Mansion Dream were—for complaining about it