COS Dazai Osamu’s I Got Into the Conan Crew

Two more figures pushed open the door and walked in.

A height of almost 1.9 meters, wearing a black coat, wearing a black wide-brimmed hat, with his head lowered, his entire face hidden in the shadow of the hat.

A middle-aged man wearing a white coat, sleepy eyes, tired face, dark circles under his eyes, and black medium-length hair, inexplicably gives a decadent and sloppy feeling.

"Xiaoqian, come and sit here." Tiamari beckoned to the black figure while sitting on the sofa, patting the vacant seat beside him.

The black figure walked towards Tiamari.

"It seems that I can only sit here." The sloppy middle-aged man yawned and sat down in front of the bar.

"Yo, Chianti, Cohen, gin, vodka..." He greeted everyone around him one by one.

"It's rare that everyone is so harmonious and willing to get together."

"Why haven't my two rebels arrived yet." He turned his head and stared at the door.

He's here just to see what's going on in Bourbon and Scotland, and he's curious what the two of them will be like when they come back.

Otherwise, he wouldn't leave the lab at all.

"Look over there." Calvados motioned Chablis to look at the corner.

In the shadows, only the man's white clothes can be seen, which is obviously a more delicate white coat, different from the white coat.

"Is he actually here too..." Chablis tutted in amazement.

"It's Kao's party after all, what's so strange about that guy coming." Chianti said dismissively.

She has no so-called respect for everyone.

"That's right." Chablis smiled and said nothing.

"Bring me a...silver bullet," he said to Moscato.

"Silver bullets? Okay." Moscato agreed with his honey-colored eyes as if smiling.

Silverbullet is a blend of gin and anisette ae.

The legendary exorcism wine, also known as the trump card.

"Your silver bullet." Moscato skillfully mixed a glass of wine and handed it to Chablis.

"Kaor they are coming." Gin looked at the phone and said.

"Understood!" Tiamali rushed to the door with a ready expression.

Trinidad also stood silently at the door.

When the door was pushed open, he pulled the rope on the side.

The balloons that had been arranged for a long time burst, and a bunch of streamers and glitters were scattered.

After everything was done, Tiamali and Trinidad quickly returned to their positions, as if nothing had been done, keeping silent.

Bourbon Scotland with streamers and sequins as soon as you step in the door:…

Is this what you call a surprise party?

No surprise at all.

"Let's give, let's give." Tsushima Shuji pushed them in and walked in himself.

"gin—" he called out gin affectionately.

The footsteps passed Gin Jiu without hesitation, and sat directly beside the man in the sand-colored trench coat.

"Oda Saku—" He sat beside him and greeted with a brisk voice.

"Ah, yes..." Oda Sakunosuke looked at Shuji Tsushima, and then at the figure in the corner.

"You can call me anything," Tsushima Shuji reminded with a smile.

Whether it is Tsushima, Dazai, or Kao.

It doesn't matter.

"Tsushima." Oda Sakunosuke said after a moment of silence.

"Here." Tsushima Shuji raised his hand cooperatively.

"Is there a party today?" Oda Sakunosuke asked.

"Ah, it's just some trivial matters, I won't bother you." Tsushima Shuji smiled.

"Aren't you coming out to meet everyone? My dear... brother." He suddenly looked at the corner in the shadows and said inexplicably, accentuating his brother's pronunciation.

"I thought you didn't see me." The man in white walked out of the shadows and sat in front of the bar.

Calvados and Cohen had already consciously stepped aside.

Chianti curled his lips boringly and changed positions with them.

So Bourbon, Scotland, and the man in white took their place.

"I'm not blind yet." Tsushima Shuji cupped his cheeks in his hands.

"Give me a goodbye." He waved to Moscato.

"Please wait." Moscato said without hesitation.

Tsushima Shuji took out a tablet of antihypertensive drugs, a tablet of booster drugs, and a tablet of cephalosporin from his body.

Powdered them all.

"Bring me a cup like him." The man in white looked cold and lazy.

"Do you need me to give you half?" Tsushima Shuji shook the layer of powder in the cup.

"Here, two glasses of parting words." Moscato handed two glasses of the same wine to the two of them.

The man in white didn't say a word, he just pushed his glass in front of Shuji Tsushima.

"Okay, okay, then we'll give you half." Tsushima Shuji sighed helplessly.

Pour some powder into both glasses of wine.

Then he shook his glass, watching the powder gradually melt and disappear into the wine.

"Cheers—" He raised his glass to the man in white.

Then he drank the wine in the glass.

The man in white closed his eyes and drank slowly, as if he was tasting it carefully.

"How does it feel to climb back?" Gin looked at Bourbon and Scotland with a clear smile on his face.

Not sarcasm, nor gloating.

Just a very calm smile.

"It should be about the same as when you were." Bourbon responded casually.

Qin Jiu knows so well, so he must have been tortured a lot at the beginning, maybe...

The situation is even more tragic than myself and Scotland.

"Huh." Qin Jiu smiled without refuting.

Drank the dark liquor from the glass.

Similar to yourself?

Bourbon and Scotland are still standing here, which shows that their experience is far worse than their own.

Gin closed his dark green eyes, not revealing the slightest emotion.

He was... already dead once.

In other words, he still can't tell whether he was dead or alive at the beginning. UU reading www.uukanshu. com

It was only when his consciousness was dimmed that he heard the voice of the conversation with Kaa.

"It is indeed a fairly powerful wolf. If you train it into a dog, you may hate it if you repair it." That voice was always like a spectator, condescending, calm and graceful.

"I don't want a dog." The boy's voice was full of disgust.

"But a loyal dog is also very interesting." He chuckled, as if the gentle elders were persuading the rebellious younger ones.

"You can raise your own dog if you like it, I definitely don't want it." Kao's tone was capricious and indifferent.

"Well... let's talk about gin wine." The tone of that person was a little helpless and indulgent.

"Do you still want him to play with you? Xiuzhi." He asked gently and calmly.

"It doesn't matter, anyway, without him, there will be another one." The boy's voice was full of indifference.

"But the next one might not be a wolf," said the man.

"That's fine, compared to dogs," the boy said.

Then Gin's stiff body suddenly gained strength, and he grabbed the ankle of the boy standing beside him chatting.

Hold tightly.

"I changed my mind! The wolf has no meaning at all!" The boy seemed startled by the movement of gin, and even kicked several times without kicking his hand away.

"Forget it, just chop it off." Finally, he stopped the action of kicking the gin wine player, and said coldly.

Gin let go.

"It's interesting, isn't it?" The man asked with a chuckle, as if watching a fun track.

"Only you find it interesting." The boy responded unceremoniously.

Gin then opened his eyes and was in his own safe house.

What I heard when I was conscious of the lake seemed to be just an illusion.