COS Dazai Osamu’s I Got Into the Conan Crew

Chapter 659: Adoptive father: Do you want to play the forum?

"I don't dare to be his brother, his real brother will kill me." Wei Que quickly denied it, but even though he said so, he still had a mocking smile on his face.

But Dazai's level of brother control.

Maybe he really hates himself for such trivial things.

After all, for the sake of his younger brother, he can even throw away everything he owns.

"What do you think of Dazai Osamu?" Tsushima Shuji said in a leisurely tone.

Brother control what...

no brother at all

It's all me!

As for the little white face that Hagihara Kenji was thinking about...

If my face is a little white face, isn't it a full score of a little white face?

"Be a boss." Wei Que's answer was full of the correctness of the workers.

Is this answer enough for Dazai Osamu?

And absolutely can't go wrong.

Anyway, the status of Dazai Osamu and Kao is definitely not normal.

Being a boss is absolutely fine.

Hagihara Kenji, or Fujiwara Shibuya, on the side, listened to their conversation without saying a word, and wrote down the key words.

Such as Osamu Dazai, the boss.

some type of.

"Do I need to give you a vacation so you can play with your good friends?" Tsushima Shuji asked indifferently.

Next time let the other self scare the sparrow.

Just use that [you know too much] or something.

"Your little boss seems to be quite generous? Have a drink together for a while?" Fujiwara Shibu touched Wei Que with his elbow and asked with a wink.

"Okay." Wei Que nodded.

"Let's go with Negroni too." Wei Que looked at Ken Sawada.

"Okay." The man who looked quite carnivorous looked at his muscles with satisfaction and nodded.

In his mind, he remembered almost everything that happened after he woke up.

There is a person in the organization named Osamu Dazai, who is the elder brother of the boy sitting over there. The core cadre of the organization has a higher status than the code member.

That boy's status is also higher than those of their code-named members.

"Brandy, is it okay to leave this guy Kao to you alone?" Wei Que said to the man with black hair and red eyes who was always smiling.

"Of course, I'm enough alone." The black-haired, red-eyed man said so.

"If that's the case, let's go, Sebastian." Tsushima Shuji jumped off the test bench, tucked his phone into his clothes, and walked towards the laboratory door without hesitation.

Wei Que just called him and Sebastian's code names, of course, to introduce the two newly awakened companions.

Well, it doesn't matter if they know it anyway.

People who come out of the organization's laboratory will not have the opportunity to tell their secrets.

They can die anytime the organization wants to.

Tsushima Shuji thought indifferently.

As he walked outside the institute, a sudden gust of wind ruffled his hair.

"It's going to rain..." He got into the car and looked at the sky.

"Yeah, it looks like it's going to be a heavy rain." Sebastian agreed with a smile.

The door closed with a click.

He got into the driver's seat and started the car.

…

"How's it going these two days? Madara." As soon as Tsushima Shuji entered the apartment, he saw Sanhua Cat and Shiba Inu squatting by the door. He ignored Harrow as always, and only greeted Sanhua cat very eccentrically. .

"Wang—" Harrow was very unkind to Sebastian, who stepped forward to take it away.

Obviously because Amuro had gone, he thought it was this human who drove away Amuro.

Ready to drive Sebastian away, let Amuro come back quickly.

"What a disobedient dog." Sebastian's white gloves were bitten by Harrow, and he frowned as if distressed.

"It looks good, so I can rest assured." Tsushima Shuji crouched down and touched a few three-flowered cats, smiling.

Of course he's not a good breeder.

All he can do is provide them with food and shelter.

As for more concern...

He really didn't care about emotion.

"I'll leave the job of taking care of them to you, I'll go to bed." Tsushima Shuji took off his coat and threw it on the sofa, untied his tie and threw it on the sofa, and walked slowly back to the room.

"Please leave everything to me." Sebastian respectfully said.

There was a momentary overlap with the figure of Butler Tanaka.

Shuji Tsushima indulged himself on the bed, unbuttoning a few shirts with one hand, as if they were making it hard for him to breathe.

A faint blue light lit up in the corner.

"When will I... be able to fall asleep?" The boy lay on the bed and asked the question with a tired expression.

As if just talking to himself.

But someone answered him.

"You've done a great job, Xiuzhi." In the projection that lit up at some point, a man with long black hair and a black robe embroidered with golden dragon patterns had an elegant and gentle smile.

Even though he has a rebellious face now, he still has an elegant and gentle attitude.

"It's just because I can't die, otherwise..." The young man was not surprised by the other party's opening, half-squinting his eyes.

if not…

Not long after he was brought to each other by Gin when he was five years old, he was already dead.

The cause of death was of course suicide.

"You've done a good job." The man in the projection once again said calmly and calmly, but without doubt.

eleven years…

It's been a long time.

but…

"Do you want to play something new?" He looked at the lying boy with gentle eyes.

"A new thing?" Tsushima Shuji opened his half-squinted eyes slightly.

"Ah, it's a new way to play, do you know the forum?" the man asked with an elegant and gentle smile.

"You can see, can't you?"

When he watched Shuji Tsushima, he always took the elders to see the tolerance of the younger.

"Forum..." Tsushima Shuji closed his eyes.

In the deep sea of consciousness, he found this memory.

"No." Then he opened his eyes.

"When I think of what I've done will be regarded as a so-called plot, let a group of people evaluate something..."

"It's a little troublesome." He rolled over.

"I thought you would like to play with the so-called audience or readers, but since you don't like it, forget it." The man said apologetically.

"Because it's boring, whether it is the identity of Shuji Tsushima, the identity of Dazai, or the identity of Cahor, the so-called audience or readers will know the reaction when they see these, just think about it, a little fresh. There's nothing." Tsushima Shuji lay on the bed, his eyes were empty, and he said slowly.

Whether it is the birth of Sora Sakai, the death of Kiel, or the plot of Sora Sakai killing Yumi Miyamoto.

Just thinking about it shows how those who see it will react.

What to expect?

He does not need to win the love of so-called readers and audiences to live.

Ah, if the more the audience hates a person, the faster that person will die, maybe he will be interested.

Maybe he will also develop the organization more seriously.

For example, he stabbed Edogawa Conan or Maurilan a few times when he had nothing to do, but also gave Amuro Toru or Midorikawa a few stabs, and tortured and tortured various popular characters such as Akai Shuichi.

Kill all the good people with names and surnames in the original book in one week.

Then wait for the so-called audience and readers to respond.

The disgust value exploded, and he was ready to meet death.

But…

It's impossible.

So it's boring.

"In this way~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Indeed, it's understandable that you don't like to play Shuji." The man said with a chuckle.

Of course he knew that what Shuji Tsushima wanted most was death.

so…

"You're doing it well now. When you kill me and inherit everything, you'll get what you want." The man said softly.

"Ah..." Tsushima Shuji responded perfunctorily.

get what i want...