COS Dazai Osamu’s I Got Into the Conan Crew

[Belmode has left Japan. —brand brandy]

Tsushima Shuji was lying on the bed, watching the news he received on his mobile phone early in the morning, subconsciously wanting to turn over, but remembering the cut on his chest, his movements froze.

After a while, he lay back down again as if nothing had happened.

I almost forgot that I was still hurt.

What a hassle.

[Keep staring at her, she will come back and tell Tiamari to kill her. — cahors cahors]

Tsushima Shuji lay on the bed and typed expressionlessly, then put down the phone.

They glanced at Tan Ma who was lying on their stomach, and both of them looked helpless.

"Master Xiuzhi—"

"Master Detective—"

Butler Tanaka and White Horse Tan's housekeeper-in-law pushed the door on time.

Both of them had food boxes in their hands.

"Trouble you, mother-in-law." Bai Ma Tan said lying on the hospital bed.

Be careful to maintain etiquette even when lying down.

"Good morning, Mr. Tanaka." Tsushima Shuji also lay on the bed and said hello to Butler Tanaka.

"Good morning, Master Xiuzhi, Master Hakuba." Butler Tanaka also greeted the two of them.

Then he opened the food box unhurriedly, and took out the delicate bowl from the inside.

He brought a small portable table and put it on the bed, and helped Tsushima Shuji to sit up.

With the help of the nurse, White Horse Tan successfully turned over, from lying on his stomach to sitting.

"Delicious fish soup, please enjoy." Butler Tanaka said politely.

Tsushima Shuji looked at the thick white fish soup in his bowl, and then looked at the same dish in the bowl of White Horse.

The housekeeper Tanaka should have made an appointment with the housekeeper-in-law of the Hakuba family to make fish soup together.

Tsushima Shuji's face was calm, and he drank one sip after another.

So complicated…

…

In another ward, Amuro Toru and Midorikawa Wuya were lying on the bed.

The wounds caused by the two's stabbings are very consistent, and it looks like they were stabbed out of each other.

Old wounds have not healed, and new wounds have been added.

The bandages have been wrapped from the abdomen to the neck and arms, and almost the upper body is covered by the bandages.

Exactly the same as Shuji Tsushima.

"Dongdong-"

Someone leaned against the door and knocked, with a perfunctory gesture.

Amuro Toru and Midorikawa, who were lying on the hospital bed, looked at the door in unison.

"...Teacher..." Lu Chuanwu shouted.

"Why is it that the last few times I've seen you guys, you're always more embarrassed?" The man with black semi-long hair no longer looked like a sloppy middle-aged man at this moment. It seemed that it was because he appeared in public after a long absence, so he deliberately cleaned it up. Own.

He put on a neat black suit and black shirt, and his hair was tied behind his head, exposing his entire face.

The brows and eyes are still lazy, but they don't look like a sloppy uncle anymore.

Rather handsome.

His black eyes narrowed sleepily, his fingers twitching in the air involuntarily.

"We don't want to either." An Shitou lay on the hospital bed with a melancholy and helpless tone.

He wasn't like that until he knew Kaa.

Although I occasionally get hurt while doing tasks, I won't be scarred by constantly tossing myself like I am now.

Even stabbing each other with Scotland.

"It's really not easy." Chablis half-smiled, schadenfreude.

"Where's my car?" he asked suddenly.

Midorikawa closed his eyes and said nothing.

"...It was bombed." Amuro replied after a moment of silence.

"Is the murderer still alive?" Chablis asked.

"They're all dead." Amuro continued to answer.

Chablis was silent for a moment, then sighed.

Cars are gone, people are dead.

There is no chance for revenge.

As for the 18 million compensation from Amuro...

"Do you think what I need is your eighteen million?" Chablis said suddenly.

"That car has been with me for ten years..." he said sadly.

"...Teacher, have you ever driven that car ten times?" Amuro asked twitching at the corner of his mouth.

How many times did Chablis go out of the laboratory?

"And that car...was assigned to the code-named researcher by the organization." Toru Amuro continued to complain.

The code-named researcher can apply for the allocation of the car, and of course, can also apply for the allocation of the research room.

Other members of the code name need to do their own tasks to make money.

That's what separates fellows from other members.

"You just want to kill me, teacher." Amuro looked at Chablis suspiciously.

Disrespectful to the old, no elder bearing.

"...cough, cough, just kidding." Chablis waved his hand.

The car was indeed allocated by the organization, and he really didn't use it much. After all, he basically didn't go out.

Since Bourbon knew it so clearly, there was no way to fool him.

It's really not easy to cheat when the child is older.

It was so easy to be deceived into the organization when he was a child.

"Are these the gifts you brought to the hospital?" Amuro asked, looking at the fruit basket at Chablis's feet.

As soon as Chablis appeared, he saw the fruit basket and thought that it was given to them by Chablis, but Chablis didn't seem to mention it at all.

"This, for Kao, I heard Bai Lan say he was hospitalized, so I came to see him and see you." Chablis picked up the fruit basket on the ground and stood up.

"Don't disturb you guys to recover from your injuries, I'll go see Kaa." He turned around without hesitation and went out the door.

Looking at the back of the other party leaving, Toru Amuro and Midorikawa were lying on the hospital bed~www.wuxiamtl.com~ with numbness on their faces.

"If I remember correctly, we are his students, right?" Amuro said weakly.

"I should remember correctly." Lu Chuan said uncertainly.

As far as the other party's performance is concerned, who believes that the three of them are teachers and students.

Kao and the other party are almost teachers and students.

"I find that since we met Kaa, we've always been the two by the way." Amuro's tone was heavy.

"Yeah." Green Chuan's tone was equally heavy.

But what can they do?

I couldn't resist, so I had to accept it.

Got used to it anyway.

The ward fell silent for a while.

…

The man with black half-long hair tied behind his head held a fruit basket in one hand and knocked on the door of the ward with the other.

From the small window on the door, you can see the figure inside.

Kao and ... the patient were drinking soup under the watchful eye of their respective butlers.

It's probably some kind of soup or tonic.

Chablis thought to himself.

It was obvious that they could recover quickly with the medicine of the organization, but the three of them could not use it because of the hospitalization.

How miserable.

"Who are you?" Butler Tanaka opened the door and looked at the figure outside the door with a puzzled tone.

Dressed impeccably, with her hair tied behind her head, she has an artist's air.

His complexion was pale as if he had not seen the light for a long time.

There was an air of laziness in his eyes.

"Mr. Yanagawa Zhu?" Butler Tanaka asked suddenly.

"After so many years, I didn't expect Mr. Tanaka to remember me." Chablis, or Yanagawa Zhu, smiled.

I didn't expect Butler Tanaka to be so old...

He squinted and smiled, staring at Butler Tanaka's face that was clearly marked by years.

As if trying to see through that skin to see what's underneath.