COS Dazai Osamu’s I Got Into the Conan Crew

"You're a big help this time." The pink-haired girl was holding the black cat, and one hand was smoothing the cat's fur.

"Belmode's corpse..." she mentioned cheerfully.

No one moved the corpse in the pool of blood, so the cleaners would naturally deal with it.

Nothing will be left in that area at dawn.

"Belmode is a successful product of the silver bullet. The corpse will not be discarded at will. It is estimated that it will be sent to the research institute of Chablis or Juneric." Benoy explained to Tiamali calmly.

"No wonder you didn't show your hobbies in her, Xiaoqian." Tiamari suddenly realized.

Because it is better to keep the complete body as much as possible, which is more conducive to research.

"Belmode's identity is unusual," Benoy just said.

She grew up in the organization, her parents were code members of the organization, and she knew more than Tiamali, who was an experimental subject at first.

Belmod was also one of the experimental subjects of the organization.

However, it is not clear which experimental subject of the specific project is. After taking a certain drug, he obtained the ability to no longer age.

The effect is similar to the drugs developed by Miyano Atsushi and his wife, and later by Shirley.

It's just that Shirley's medicine can rejuvenate people, while Belmod's medicine has the effect of making the body stay at the time of taking medicine.

Belmod had a great relationship with that man, and was even considered his lover.

But Penor knew that Belmod was a blood relative of that one.

But can't say.

This is also the reason why she is different from Tiamali. Benoy's attitude towards Belmod is always gentle, hiding whenever he can, never suspicious or provocative.

Otherwise, although she has a heart of love and pity for girls, she would not have such a good attitude towards Belmod of the beautiful snake.

"Dead is dead, no matter what identity she is, this is a task assigned by Kao, we are just executors." Tiamari touched the cat and said nonchalantly.

No matter how high his status is, Belmod can still be resurrected from the dead?

Even if he can really come back to life, if it's a big deal, just kill him again.

If you can kill the first time, you can kill the second time, the third time, or even more times.

"That's right." Peno remembered what Tiamary said to Belmod.

The old crow is dead.

The tall figure smiled.

It seems that there is no need to worry about being sanctioned.

"Kaor may become our new boss." Peno guessed.

The old crow is worthy of being the boss, and if it's dead, it means... it's been killed.

From Kaa's mouth, it was probably killed by Kaa. After all, the method of death must be inseparable from Kaa.

"He was no different from our BOSS. Didn't everyone follow his orders all the time?" Tiamari said indifferently.

Whether or not Kaa has a BOSS title will not affect the opponent's status.

From the very beginning, they were following Kaa's orders.

Even Chianti's attitude towards Cao is extraordinarily... subtle.

You must know that Chianti is a lunatic, a lunatic who will be cynical and sarcastic in the face of gin and wine.

But he never mocked Kaa.

Gin, known as the lone wolf of the organization, the gun of the boss, the guy who shoots wherever the boss refers, and his attitude towards Kaa is too submissive.

Everyone's attitude towards Kaa is completely opposite to that of others. Do you still have to think about this kind of thing?

Kaa's status is higher than all of them.

Whether the opponent is the boss or not.

"That's right." Benoy smiled.

Tiamari sees it better than she does.

"Look at me, isn't it useful? Thanks to it staring at Belmod, we can find each other." Tiamary raised the black cat, and the words week was full of liking for black cats.

"My swallowtail butterfly is more beautiful." Chianti on the other flying motorcycle said in a disdainful tone.

A black swallowtail butterfly danced around her, with orange-red spots on its tail.

"But it's more powerful." Tiamari said proudly.

A cat is much larger than a butterfly.

There are naturally more functions that can be installed.

"I only need the monitoring and tracking functions, I can do the rest myself." Chianti looked at his swallowtail butterfly with a satisfied tone.

Tiamali's black cat still needs to be held. It can fly like a butterfly. It is small and easy to hide.

Tiamali, the brainless girl.

Chianti was madly complaining about each other in his heart.

"I am a witch, and a witch and a black cat are the best partners." The pink-haired girl said with a sweet smile.

"If you need it, you can ask Chablis to make you another flying broom, and then you can use the broom to go out to do tasks." Chianti mocked.

"It's rare for you to give a good suggestion, Chianti. I will go to Chablis." Tiamari said expectantly.

After the witch suit is assembled, every time she does a mission, it can be said that the witch is dispatched.

"What did Belmode do in the warehouse of the Black Cat Delivery Service?" Benoy asked.

"It seems to be hiding something, just go and have a look." Tiamari touched the cat, took out her mobile phone, and began to play back the pictures she saw in the cat's eyes before.

All the way back to the original scene when Belmod appeared in the warehouse.

Three flying motorcycles parked outside the warehouse.

Everyone got out of the car and went into the warehouse.

Trinidad quietly followed them without saying a word.

He was also part of the bullet that hit Belmod.

He and Chianti were sniping each other in the air.

Peno and Tiamari are not good at sniping.

"It seems to be in this direction...but I don't know which one it is..." Tiamari said, pointing to a pile of couriers.

When Belmod was hiding things, he was very skilled, and even disturbed other couriers around him.

So much so that it was impossible to tell which one was hidden by her.

"You can only find them one by one." Tiamari said helplessly.

"Is there something that has to be delivered by courier, can't I deliver it myself?" Benoy asked curiously, bending over the box.

"Can't you let your cat smell it to find out?" Chianti urged impatiently.

"But this piece has the taste of Belmod." Tiamari said, pointing to a courier in an area.

"Try to see if you can find the one with the strongest smell." Chianti frowned.

The body is equipped with an odor tracking system, which theoretically can be done.

"Come on." Tiamari put down her cat.

Watching the black cat flip the courier with his paws, his nose kept sniffing.

"Meow—" It pulled out a box.

"It looks like this is it, as expected of the witch's cat." Tiamari picked up the box, touched the cat and laughed.

"Your butterfly is really useless." Then he looked at Chianti's position and provocatively said.

"I only care about looking good. If you want to find something, just let Chablis make you a dog." Chianti said coldly.

Even though a few talents killed Belmod together not long ago, they started to provoke and ridicule each other at this moment.

This is the good sister of the organization.

"Let's see what that woman wants to send." Tiamari opened the box without saying a word.

There was only one letter in a rather large box.

There was only a short paragraph in the letter.

[Tsujima Shuji is an organizer, you are being targeted, he will hurt you, stay away from him for a while, and I will deal with him. ]

"I actually wanted to reveal Kaa's identity, and also wanted to kill Kaa..."

"Isn't that guy Belmod going back to the country this time to assassinate Kaa?" Tiamari showed an absurd expression.

If Belmod is still alive, she just wants to ask each other one thing.

How dare you?

"Belmode actually wanted to kill that total lunatic, wow~" Tiamali said in admiration.

Together they couldn't defeat the monster Kaa.

"Belmode should thank us. It's better to be killed by us than to fall into the hands of Kaa." Benoy laughed.

"As for this thing, there's no need to send it out. I think I probably know who she's going to send it to, the experimental subject that was stocked by Kao." Tiamari threw the box away, formed the letter group into a ball, and fed it to The black cat named.

It has an automatic destruction function in its body.

"Don't disturb Kaa's game, otherwise we will be pulled into the game too. I don't want to play games with lunatics," said Tiamali, who was called lunatic by other members of the organization.

"The mission is over, the work is over, do you want to have a drink together?" Tiamari invited the others.

…

"Cheers—" Tsushima Shuji held a glass of juice with Toru Amuro, No Midorikawa, and brandy.

Drinking the momentum of drinking.

"What should I say after the white horse comes over for a while..." He sat on the sofa with a thoughtful look.

"Didn't you tell him you're thinking of a solution to the game? You shouldn't be in the office now, but in the laboratory." Amuro said playfully.

"The clothes should also be changed into the researcher's clothes." Midorikawa nodded gently without a smile, echoing what his friend said.

"Can't I just leave the research room and come to the office to wait for him because he wants to come?" Tsushima Shuji said in frustration.

He has no independent laboratory at all.

He doesn't need these things.

Kayaba Akihiko has it, and he can requisition it if he wants.

But...it's not necessary to do this.

"It's not impossible, it can also show that you attach great importance to his arrival." Midorikawa looked at his frustrated expression, thought for a while and said.

"It's not about him, it's about the helmet registration device he brought." Tsushima Shuji corrected.

Pay attention to the arrival of a man? It sounds disgusting and makes me want to vomit.

"It's almost the same anyway." Midori Chuan Wu spread his hands, indicating that there is no difference between the two.

"The difference is huge, one is acceptable in front of me, and the other makes me nauseous enough to vomit..." Tsushima Shuji said faintly.

"You really hate men, obviously everyone is men." Amuro said coldly.

"I don't hate it, I just don't have any ideas, but it feels disgusting to associate me with a dirty man." The black-haired, kite-eyed boy spoke slowly.

Although there is no idea of ​​women or other creatures.

Because he has lost the ability to love someone, and he also lost the ability to experience love.

But that kind of thing doesn't really matter.

Even if he is loved, the emptiness that cannot be filled will only cause him trouble.

Tsushima Shuji deeply hates every part of him.

From body to soul.

"Your guest has entered the elevator." The black-haired, red-eyed man reminded.

"How can I show how I'm devastated from research?" Tsushima Shuji scratched his hair, making the already fluffy and slightly curly hair even more messy.

The tie was loosened a little, and he took off his coat, wearing only his shirt.

"Does this look like a sloppy researcher who doesn't care about eating?" he asked the other three present.

"...Are you studying Chablis?" Amuro asked.

Messy hair?? Sloppy clothes??

"It's still a pair of godless eyes... um, eyes." Midorikawa reminded Wu Wu.

They know Chablis too well.

"I see, it's perfect now." Tsushima Shuji suddenly realized, and his eyes lost energy in an instant.

Became in a trance, as if she will faint in the next moment.

"Researcher who forgets to eat and sleep," he said with self-affirmation.

When Hakuba stepped into the office, what he saw was Shuji Tsushima with a pale face and dazed eyes.

"...Do you need me to ask Butler Tanaka to find your doctor?" Bai Ma Tan saw the other's first reaction, he took out his mobile phone and was about to call Butler Tanaka.

"...No need..." The boy not only looked weak, but his voice sounded very weak, but he still insisted.

"How did you make yourself like this?" Bai Ma's eyes were a little worried.

The state of Tsushima Shuji is really scary.

"I'll find a way right away..." The young man, as if he didn't hear what Bai Ma Tan said, opened his mouth in a trance, with a satisfied smile on his face, looking a little stupid.

Tan Ma was silent for a moment, then decisively raised his mobile phone.

"You'd better see a doctor first." As he said that, he was about to make a call.

"See a doctor? No." Tsushima Shuji suddenly returned to his senses and snatched Hakuba Tan's cell phone.

"Butler Tanaka will stop me from entering the game." He was pale, his eyes were dazed, and he said weakly.

"..." Bai Ma Tan looked at the stolen mobile phone and wanted to say a word.

Instead of his butler Tanaka, he also wanted to prevent the opponent from entering the game.

"Where's the helmet? Give it to me." Tsushima Shuji stretched out his hand to him and asked impatiently.

"Here, just two, are they enough?" Bai Ma Tan put the helmet on the coffee table.

"One is enough. With it, I can find a way tomorrow." The tone of the black-haired, kite-eyed boy was full of confidence and certainty in himself.

"I went to study." He ran out of the office with a helmet logger.

Throwing everyone else in.

"...Sorry, once Master Xiuzhi starts researching, he will easily fall into a state of madness, and even ignore everyone around him~www.wuxiamtl.com~ There are only research projects in his eyes..." The black-haired, red-eyed man dressed as a typical housekeeper moved towards the white horse. Bowing slightly, she explained in an elegant voice.

"If he doesn't eat, drink, or sleep like this, will nothing happen?" Bai Ma Tan asked in disapproval.

Ordinary people could have an accident like this, not to mention Shuji Tsushima's body.

"...There is nothing we can do. To a certain extent, Young Master Shuzhi is very willful." The black-haired, red-eyed man was silent for a moment, shook his head, and sighed.

Detective White Horse was speechless about this.

That's right.

Could they still forcibly stop Shuji Tsushima? impossible.

"Forget it, I'll go first." Bai Ma Tan waved his hand.

Fortunately, he didn't plan to stay here for a long time, he just prepared to leave with a helmet registration device.

So from the beginning, the police car was parked downstairs and waited for him.

"Walk slowly." Sebastian watched the other person enter the elevator, and the elevator slowly descended.

The black-haired, kite-eyed boy slowly walked out of the room beside him and returned to the office.

He casually put down his helmet and breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's really hard to pretend to be a crazy scientific researcher." He said helplessly.

Toru Amuro and Midorikawa were hesitant to say anything about it.

Obviously, Kao is very similar.

If they didn't know the truth, they probably would have believed it.

Sebastian smiled without saying a word, looking at the boy with submissive eyes.

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