COS Dazai Osamu’s I Got Into the Conan Crew

Tsushima Shuji watched as he continued to die and live, live and die, perseveringly single-handedly singled out the 14-person Wei Que, and yawned slowly.

Chianti, Cohen, Scotland, Calvados, Trinidad, five snipers staring at the cockroach above.

Gin, Bourbon, Peno, Tiamali, Negroni, and five melees also surrounded the cockroach.

The Bronx, Chablis, Laphroaig, vodka blocked the escape.

The bullets of the five snipers arrived almost simultaneously.

Under such a battle, Wei Que fell into the hang-up state again without any accident.

"Have you had enough?" Tsushima Shuji walked over to Wei Que's body and looked.

The corpse soon turned into a stream of data and disappeared, and then the living Sparrow reappeared.

"You go offline first, I must take two away when I die today." Wei Que said in a tone that would not stop until the goal was achieved.

"Hey~ It turns out that I'm addicted to the game." Tsushima Shuji said in an expressionless tone of sudden realization.

Wei Que, who is indeed addicted to games: …

"Okay okay, then you can continue playing, Sebastian and I are offline first." Tsushima Shuji waved his hand, and before the voice completely fell, the figure had disappeared from the game world.

"Have fun." The black-haired, red-eyed man said to Wei Que with a graceful bow before he went offline.

"It's enough to pretend." After the two disappeared, Wei Que said.

There is an appearance in front of Kaa, and another appearance behind Kaa.

Such a loyal dog.

"I have to take two away today, or I won't be offline." He thought while looking at the fourteen figures who were patrolling scattered on the other side.

Like Bourbon and Scotland.

Scotland, as a sniper, gave him several rounds.

…

Tsushima Shuji took off his helmet, stretched out his hand and rubbed the body of the three-flowered cat on the side, rubbed the Shiba Inu beside him with his slippers-clad feet, and stood up happily.

He must be in a very happy mood these days.

"Hum hum hum..." He hummed a brisk tune and returned to the room.

Of course, during this period, Sebastian, who persevered and tried to serve him in the bath, was ignored.

He lay straight on the bed and covered his head with the quilt.

Like a corpse covered with a white cloth, it was silent.

…

"It's okay to die this time." Lying on the ground, looking at the two blood-colored moons in the sky of the game world, he showed a relaxed smile.

Beside him were two corpses.

Blonde man and brunette man.

All three were covered in blood.

A bullet flew from a distance and hit Wei Que in the chest.

"I wouldn't be able to live much longer, and I have to make up for another bullet..." Wei Que, who was in a hang-up state, complained at the tragic death of his own body.

Too bad, he was shot six times and broke a bone.

But Bourbon and Scotland are similar to him.

"Let's take Chianti next." Wei Que looked in the direction of the bullet, and saw Chianti with a sniper rifle and an arrogant smile.

Fourteen people, each of whom takes at least once.

Otherwise, he has been killed so many times, but there will be a psychological shadow.

When Wei Que managed to kill the bomb and the gin together, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Fourteen people, Gin was the last to be taken away by him.

I've played at least fifty games, just a few minutes long, and twenty minutes long.

He also only killed everyone once.

They were killed dozens of times.

in the real world.

Wei Que took off the game helmet.

Shaking his head, he glanced at the three-flowered cat on the sofa.

Sanhua cat closed his eyes and turned his head to continue to sleep.

As for hello...

Probably locked up by brandy again.

Kaa didn't like dogs after all.

But... Knowing that Kaa doesn't like dogs, Brandy keeps calling himself Kaa's lackey or something...

Aren't you worried that Kaa doesn't like him?

Wei Que thought about the boy's performance.

It was found that the other party did not seem to like brandy.

Just a simple, dispensable attitude towards toys.

I guess Kaa doesn't care about Brandy's self-proclaimed lackey.

Wei Que put the helmet on the sofa, stood up, stretched his limbs, and was ready to go back to the room to sleep.

But I heard a small sound from outside the door.

"winter-"

It was like the sound of something hitting the door.

Wei Que showed a solemn expression.

This floor is Kao's space alone.

There can be no other occupants.

So it must not be the neighbors who caused this sound, who could it be?

"Pricked-stabbed-"

A sharp, harsh voice sounded.

It was as if someone was scratching the door with their fingernails perseveringly.

Wei Que's hand touched the pistol on his waist.

"What happened?" An elegant and polite voice sounded behind him.

Wei Que took out the grab and turned back and saw a black-haired, red-eyed man in a neat suit.

The other party silently stood aside.

It doesn't look like he's woken up from sleep at all.

"There is a little movement outside the door." Wei Que gestured to the door with her eyes.

Sebastian looked at the position of the door, as if he saw something outside through the door.

"Pricked-stabbed-"

The harsh sound continued to sound.

"Actually...don't be nervous." He came to the door, touched the wall on the edge, and soon a wall was separated, revealing a screen.

"Let's see what's making the noise," he said, tapping the screen.

Soon, the scene in the corridor outside appeared above the screen.

"This is..." Wei Que showed a surprised expression.

"It's really surprising..." Sebastian looked at the picture on the screen and said meaningfully.

There were two figures sitting in the corridor outside the door.

His limbs twisted strangely, and his hands and fingers kept scratching the door.

Hence the screeching noise.

There are dark traces on the carpet in the corridor~www.wuxiamtl.com~ It must be blood.

After all, the two figures outside the door were covered in blood.

It looked like they had just had a fight with each other.

But at the moment they were outside the door, looking very peaceful, one side found a place to sit beside the door.

"Are they...not sober?" Wei Que asked while frowning at the picture on the screen.

The two figures outside the door are quite familiar.

Familiar enough to recognize who they are without even looking at their faces.

Bourbon and Scotland.

There was no way the two of them could do such a thing when they were awake.

"Maybe...the two of them may have sleepwalking." The black-haired, red-eyed man smiled evilly.

"...I don't think so." Wei Que said after a moment of silence.

After all, everyone was classmates together, and I never heard of them having symptoms of sleepwalking.

"Have you ever slept with them? How can you be sure, this is a personal privacy." Sebastian asked with a graceful smile.

Wei Que showed a subtly disgusted expression.

"Maybe they do have sleepwalking," he said.

"You can't interrupt the sleepwalking of patients with sleepwalking. It is said that something will happen." Sebastian smiled and turned off the screen without hesitation.

"Good night." Then he went back to his room.

Only Wei Que was left with a suspicious expression, staring at the two figures outside the door with deep eyes.

Bourbon and Scotland…

What happened?

It looks like two stray dogs with scars and homeless begging for shelter.

PS: I sincerely invite everyone to watch my double-opened "Conan: Distillery Playing Home", which has 100,000 words, no heroine, pure black wine, and the protagonist is a thoughtful and well-behaved child who loves his family very much / sure.jpg