COS Dazai Osamu’s I Got Into the Conan Crew

Seeing that the milk glass in front of Shuji Tsushima was empty, Sebastian didn't say anything, just poured another glass of freshly squeezed orange juice and put it in front of Shuji Tsushima.

"Well, Sebastian is very useful." Tsushima Shuji swallowed the bread with difficulty, frowned and drank the orange juice.

"It's very useful, just like going through housekeeper training." Wei Que glanced at the black-haired, red-eyed man incredulously.

"After all, he existed as a housekeeper from the beginning. For the members of the organization, the cleaner is also equivalent to the role of a housekeeper's assistant." Tsushima Shuji said slowly.

Anything that members of the organization are too lazy to do will be handed over to the cleaners.

"Actually, there is another better Sebastian, but it doesn't matter anyway." Tsushima Shuji glanced at the black-haired and red-eyed man beside him.

The other party smiled gracefully and modestly.

"Speaking of which, President Domoto also sent invitations to your friends, Keigo Atobe, Seijuro Akashi, Sonoko Suzuki, and others. It is unclear whether they will go." The black-haired, red-eyed man said again.

"Speaking of which," Tsushima Shuji began to flip through the phone on his body.

I took out a cell phone, looked at it, and put it back.

"It's not this one, I'll look at it again. I found this one." After he dug out three or four mobile phones, he finally found the one he needed.

"How many mobile phones do you have on your body?" Wei Que's expression was numb.

"I'll think about it." Tsushima Shuji pointed his forefinger on his cheek, looking like he was thinking.

"Forgot." He smiled brightly.

Wei Que:

"Atobe and Akashi sent me a message last night." Tsushima Shuji looked at his phone and said.

But last night he killed Osamu Dazai in his dream, and of course, he was also killed by Osamu Dazai all night.

I kill myself.

Do you want to go to the launch ceremony of the Tianmu Mountain project of the Tianmushan Tourism Group? Akashi Seijuro

See you at Tianmu Mountain. Atobe Keigo

Akashi Seijuro, of course, after all, President Domoto has already sent an invitation letter, so he is completely embarrassed to refuse. Tsushima Shuji

See you tomorrow, Keigo Atobe. Tsushima Shuji

"It's clear that Japan is not big, but there are so many companies of all kinds," Tsushima Shuji said in a leisurely tone.

"So many presidents have died, and it's not over yet." He sighed.

"After all, there are more than 20,000 so-called 100-year-old companies. Even if a president or chairman dies every day, it will take more than 50 years to die." Sebastian replied with a smile.

"Wow, what a long and scary number." Tsushima Shuji trembled, his face full of fear.

A hundred years, fifty years or something.

terrible.

It's scary to think it's been around for so long.

"The organization has existed for a long time." Wei Que reminded silently.

"And I remember that the Tsushima family also has a century-old history." He had a look on his face, "Aren't you the heir to the century-old business? What are you afraid of? Are you?"

"Hey, that seems to be the case." Tsushima Shuji nodded thoughtfully.

"But what does this have to do with me? It's absolutely impossible for me to live that long anyway! It's impossible to be fifty years old!" Tsushima Shuji said loudly.

He wants to be the first to die among all Dazai Osamu!

"So, do you want to go to Tianmu Mountain?" Wei Que ended the short meal.

Although Tsushima Shuji ate a piece of bread from start to finish, he ate the rest.

"Go ahead, after all, Atobe-senpai and Akashi-senpai have sent me a message." Tsushima Shuji wiped his hands and mouth and said.

"Since partnering with you, I feel that every day is to travel to different places, sightseeing, such a good thing, why can't Bourbon and Scotland think about leaving?" Wei Que was puzzled.

How easy it is to be with Kaa.

Easier than being with Osamu Dazai.

Although the two brothers are there with them, they don't need other people's brains, but together with Dazai Osamu, there is still a task to do.

with kao

Really play every day.

Easy enough to make people doubt their own identity.

As a member of a criminal organization, can you really be so leisurely?

"Maybe it's because they love the organization and the mission." Tsushima Shuji said with a deep expression.

"Bourbon" Wei Que fell into contemplation.

Bourbon, such a volume king, seems to be very likely to be the reason.

but

Forget it, there is no comparison with the other in this regard.

The title of model worker has been robbed by many people in the organization.

such as whiskey, gin, bourbon

However, most people in the organization still recognize gin more.

It is said that the other party is always on call 24 hours a day, as long as there is a task.

And Bourbon is a mysterious intelligence worker, while Gin is where he needs to move and does everything.

An all-around killer.

"It's amazing to have people like them in the organization." Wei Que sighed with sincerity.

The organization can be so big and strong, and it is absolutely inseparable from the group of model workers who are on call 24 hours a day.

You can skip meals, but you can't skip tasks~www.wuxiamtl.com~ It's really lucky for the organization. ' Tsushima Shuji also agreed.

"Well, just stay at home today and have a good rest for a day." Tsushima Shuji stood up and stretched.

"Don't call me for lunch or dinner," he said, returning to his room and closing the door.

"Is it another day of refusing to eat?" Sebastian frowned in distress.

What can I do to make the young master willing to eat?

This is a question that has plagued him for many years.

"He really eats less." Wei Que looked at the empty plate beside him.

The other party only ate a piece of bread, and only took a sip of orange juice.

and yourself

I ate three slices of toast, two croissants, two fried eggs, two sandwiches, two glasses of milk

Will you eat a little too much?

Wei Que fell into reflection.

"If only it was less." Sebastian sighed.

A slice of bread is already too much.

What the young master often does is actually refuse to eat.

No dripping water all day.

But there is no need to tell this kind of thing to an outsider.

The black-haired, red-eyed man smiled and cleared the table.

Tsushima Shuji returned to the room and threw himself on the bed heavily.

"So boring." He rolled over.

After thinking about it, I sat up, took out my phone and started sending a message.

The replacement plan can be started, let's replace the old man. Tsushima Shuji

Received an answer quickly.

You decide.

Answer from the adoptive father.

From the beginning to the end, the other party never objected to any idea of ​​Shuji Tsushima.

"Okay." Tsushima Shuji sat up.

"Contact the crow." He said coldly.

The light blue light from the projector moved.

Soon a projection appeared on the wall.