COS Dazai Osamu’s I Got Into the Conan Crew

"Ah..." Tsushima Shuji rolled over and lay on the bed.

Weakly drooping eyelids.

"It's so boring..." he whispered.

Toru Amuro and Midorikawa are checking the room at the moment.

The boy's complaint was ignored.

The broken mirror in the bathroom appeared intact at the moment, of course, it was replaced with the same mirror as before.

The game console under the coffee table is still there, but the rest of the snacks are gone.

"I was discovered..." Toru Amuro and Midorikawa looked at each other.

Butler Tanaka must have found it, but he didn't mention it a word.

"Bourbon—"

"Scotland-"

"Have you heard, I'm so bored—" The boy kicked his legs unhappily on the bed and rolled twice.

"How about you...take a mission?" The blond man thought for a while and suggested.

Tsushima Shuji: Huh?

"Will Mr. Tanaka bring the doctor? Kao still has to see the doctor, the task or something is forgotten." Scotland shook his head.

"Anyway, I can't see anything, it's a meaningless move." The boy was lying on the bed, unable to see his expression, he could only hear the unhappy indifference in his tone.

Tsushima Shuji is a genius with a genetic defect.

Tsushima Shuji vomited blood and nosebleeds from time to time, all because of genetic defects.

A genetic defect like a fold cat.

Tsushima Shuji's organs seemed to be failing all the time.

That's why those doctors gave the diagnosis of doomed to premature death.

Because according to the speed of Tsushima Shuji's internal organ failure, it is a miracle that he can live to fifteen years old.

Clotting is slow, and once the blood bleeds, it may turn into a major hemorrhage.

This is the result that Shuji Tsushima wanted them to see.

It is also a result that can be detected by humans.

As for the truth about Shuji Tsushima's physical condition...

It's just death and rebirth again and again.

Destruction all the time, and reorganization all the time.

The pain of destruction and reorganization is felt almost every second.

This is the price of sobriety.

He is crazier than a lunatic, and more awake than everyone else.

Ultimate sobriety can only be born out of extreme chaos.

…

"Master Xiuzhi, are you still awake? The doctor is here." Butler Tanaka knocked on the door.

"Come in." The boy's voice came after a few seconds.

Butler Tanaka pushed open the door.

The boy sat up from the bed and looked at the two who entered the door.

"This is Dr. Kitagawa..." Mr. Tanaka introduced, pointing to the man behind him.

In fact, everyone knows each other even without introduction.

After all, this Mr. Beichuan has blond hair and gray eyes, looks gentle and handsome, and wears thin gold-rimmed glasses.

It was Dr. Kitagawa who had been a psychiatrist for Shuji Tsushima before.

However, it seems that the other party is no longer a psychiatrist, and has changed to another department.

"Hello, young master." Dr. Beichuan smiled politely, as if he was meeting for the first time.

"Well." The black-haired kite-eyed boy sat on the bed in a white shirt, his eyes calm.

Looks like he doesn't know each other.

Amuro Toru and Midorikawa Mu are also like seeing each other for the first time and don't care about each other.

The first meeting of the doctor and the patient.

The scene is very harmonious.

Dr. Beichuan took out a medicine box, took out a stethoscope from the medicine box, and put it on.

Then, through the shirt and bandages, I heard Shuji Tsushima's heartbeat.

Tsushima Shuji looked at the person whose expression was listening carefully to his heartbeat, and lowered his eyes silently.

So Dr. Beichuan found that the stethoscope seemed to be broken and could no longer hear the heartbeat.

Doctor Beichuan: ? ? Am I listening to corpses?

The gray eyes under his glasses looked at Shuji Tsushima suspiciously.

The dark-haired boy smiled.

"How is it, doctor?" Butler Tanaka asked anxiously.

"Well..." Dr. Beichuan took off the stethoscope to observe it, pondered for a moment, and put it on again.

Is the stethoscope not broken?

When he listened to the young man's heartbeat again, it was finally no longer a frightening silence.

A faint and irregular beating sound came.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

Then his face stiffened again.

The heartbeat is irregular.

But if you substitute in Morse code...

The frequency of the heartbeat can be translated as [idiot].

Can you control your heart rate...

As expected, it can make oneself almost unable to suppress the existence of another self.

but…

Use this method to scold people...

It's a very clever and unrepeatable childish behavior.

"Have you not taken medicine for a while, young master? You can't stop taking medicine." The doctor with blond hair and gray eyes smiled sincerely.

Tsushima Shuji:  …

"What? Hasn't Young Master Xiuzhi been taking any medicine recently? You two..." Butler Tanaka said in a panicked tone, looking at Toru Amuro and Arikawa, but he suppressed his anger.

Amuro Toru and Midorikawa Mu, who have never seen Kao taking medicine:…

They don't even know where Kaa's medicine is, how can they let each other drink it?

"Master Xiuzhi, where is your medicine?" Butler Tanaka asked worriedly.

Tsushima Shuji:  …

medicine…

He does have a lot of this stuff.

After all, they are forced to take them every time they come out of the hospital.

Even if he never eats it.

Because Tsushima Shuji went straight to the emergency room once he got sick or worsened.

After the rescue, it is useless to take medicine for the body, and can only rely on an ancient prescription for conditioning and warming.

And the effect is very slow, and there is no guarantee that you will not get sick after taking the medicine.

All I can say is... Taking the medicine will make Shuji Tsushima feel better?

Therefore, Tsushima Shuji has a lot of medicinal herbs.

As for where it got stuck...

The boy's eyes wandered.

"Master Xiuzhi..." Butler Tanaka urged.

"...at the bottom of the cabinet in the apartment." Tsushima Shuji said helplessly.

"I'll send someone to fetch it right away." Butler Tanaka turned around immediately.

Tsushima Shuji: But I don't want to take medicine at all...

"Then I'll say goodbye first." Dr. Beichuan put away his things and prepared to leave with the medicine box in his hand.

"Doctor Beichuan." The boy stopped him.

"Do you have any orders?" Dr. Beichuan stopped, put his hands on his glasses, turned his head and asked with a smile.

"You probably don't want to live in the Tsushima's house." The boy smiled.

There is quite the momentum that you dare to say that you are gone.

"Compared to other unfamiliar guys, I should be the most suitable, right?" The man with blond hair and gray eyes smiled with a gentle look on his face.

Tsushima Shuji: ...You really dare to say this, a black doctor who cheated people with false certificates.

Obviously, there is nothing to do except listen to the heartbeat.

Oh, and also dissection and suture.

"Don't worry, although I really want to do this, my profession doesn't allow me to live in the Tsushima mansion..." Doctor Beichuan said in a very helpless voice.

The profession he was referring to was not a doctor of course.

It is the intelligence dealer in the black market - Rongmu~www.wuxiamtl.com~, as an intelligence dealer who often haunts major communication places in the dead of night.

If he stayed at Tsushima's house, he probably wouldn't be able to go out at night.

Intelligence dealers can't do this business.

His value is greatly reduced.

"That's great, welcome to play next time~" The black-haired boy waved his hand with a bright smile.

No one sent the doctor, and the doctor walked away silently carrying the medicine box.