COS Dazai Osamu’s I Got Into the Conan Crew

After the black-haired and kite-eyed boy said that he was going to enter the game in person, everyone present was silent.

Some people even frowned, disapproving of the other party's decision in their hearts.

Tsushima Shuji's identity is not suitable for adventure.

That game must be very dangerous, in case Shuji Tsushima also fails and dies in the game...

There will be no second Tsushima Shuji.

If the opponent is outside, even if other people who entered the game die, if Shuji Tsushima is there, he can continue to think of ways.

And once they lost Shuji Tsushima, they would have no resistance to this game.

Can only watch the players trapped in the game.

"I don't agree with you taking risks." Director White Horse frowned.

"I think this matter still needs to be reconsidered." Deputy Director Zhu Xing also said the same.

"This is the best solution." The black-haired boy didn't care about their resistance, and said calmly.

They will agree.

Minority and majority.

And other than that, they have no other way.

The people in the conference room fell silent again.

"Is that the only way?" Director White Horse's eyes were deep and helpless.

"Don't say that you are the only one who is smart. I can do things like clearing the game." Hattori Heiji couldn't help but speak.

"Heiji." Hattori Heizang looked at his son, frowning slightly, but didn't stop him.

"I am also very confident in my game level." White Horse Detective also smiled and said a gentleman.

"Explore." Director White Horse also glanced at his son.

I looked again at the black-haired boy who originally proposed to enter the game in person.

Teenagers now...

Really put life and death aside.

But it is this new generation that they want to see.

"Since Hattori and Hakuba are both interested, let's go together." The black-haired boy smiled casually.

"Since you can let people in, then... can you send people from the police in?" Tan Ma asked after a moment of thought.

If you can, get more cops to send into the game.

If you use crowd tactics...

"No." Tsushima Shuji interrupted his thoughts without hesitation.

"What we are going to do is equivalent to smuggling. If you smuggle too much at one time, you will definitely be discovered, right?"

"If there are more than 10,000 players, it should be no problem, but once there are more people smuggling..." The black-haired boy raised his lips without emotion.

"Everyone will be discovered." Leng Dan said.

"So only a few people can enter the game. In order to ensure smooth customs clearance, these people who enter the game must have the same extraordinary strength and intelligence."

"Although my physical condition in the real world is not satisfactory, the game world will not affect my performance."

"As for intelligence..." The black-haired young man laughed out loud.

"No one should object to my intelligence, right?" he asked, looking around at the people around him.

No one else said a word.

There is clearly no objection.

Tsushima Shuji's only weakness is his body.

With that tattered body, he could only linger on, and he would be hospitalized if he moved.

But in the game, this only weakness disappears.

Therefore, after Sword Art Online was launched, many disabled people bought the login device.

Because in Sword Art Online, they can have healthy bodies.

"How many people can enter at most?" White Horse asked.

"Probably no more than ten." Tsushima Shuji thought for a while and replied.

Hakuba Tan, Hattori Heiji, Edogawa Conan, Amuro Toru, Midorikawa no, Tsushima Shuji.

There are already six.

The remaining four places are reserved for the police. If they want, let them put a few people in.

"By the way, I want three places. In addition to me, my two bodyguards will also enter the game with me." Tsushima Shuji reminded.

No one questioned.

Everyone is thinking about who should go to the remaining places.

"I think enough is enough, Tsushima and his two bodyguards, Hakuba and I..." Hattori Heiji lowered his head with a smile and reached out his hand to pick it up.

"And this kid, six of us are enough. Ten of us are probably on the verge of being discovered. The smaller the number, the safer it is," he said.

"Fu... Brother Heiji is right." Edogawa Conan, who was carried by Hattori Heiji, nodded with a childish smile on his face.

"What Hattori-kun said makes sense." Hakuba nodded.

"Six people..." Director White Horse's expression was solemn.

"Don't worry, unlike the players who are trapped in the game, we entered on our own initiative, and naturally we can also exit." Tsushima Shuji comforted in a timely manner.

So Hakuba Director and Hattori Heizang both breathed a sigh of relief.

They appreciate the courage and courage of their son, but that doesn't mean they can rest assured that their only son will be on the brink of death.

Tsushima Shuji said that they can quit, which made them feel relieved.

But the sound that sounded next made them think again.

"But—" the black-haired boy stretched his voice.

"There may also be situations where you cannot exit. After all, smuggling is like this, and it may be discovered at any time."

"Once it is discovered, the other party plugs the hole we sneaked in, then we can only be trapped in the game world like other players~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Only by clearing the game can we return to the real world."

"So there is still the possibility of death, everyone must be mentally prepared." The tone was solemn.

"You're not the only one who isn't afraid of death," Hattori said.

The detective's soul is inherently curious, eager for the unknown, eager to find out the truth.

Now that such a game appears in front of them, how can they hold back?

"Anyway, I haven't managed to find a way to enter, and I still have time for you to think about it." Tsushima Shuji spread his hands and said.

A group of people who were debating who to let go suddenly fell silent.

Tsushima Shuji has not succeeded yet, but they have already begun to think about who to let go.

Maybe it was because of the other party's determined attitude that they directly believed that the other party could do it.

"Is there anything else to discuss?" the black-haired boy asked.

"If not, I'll take my leave." He sat in his seat and waited for three minutes.

No one took the initiative to speak.

"Goodbye then." He stood up and walked away.

Butler Tanaka had already opened the door of the conference room when he stood up.

Hattori Heiji carried Edogawa Conan and followed him with White Horse Tan.

Everyone in the conference room watched the three juniors leave and shook their heads.

"Young people are more confident and bold," someone said.

"The more we live, the more timid we are." Someone mocked himself.

The longer you live, the more fetters you have, and the more you fear death.

Fear of losing everything you have if you die.

"The future of Japan is in their hands." Someone sighed.

And all this has nothing to do with the few people who have already left.

They don't care what the older generation will say about them behind their backs.