COS Dazai Osamu’s I Got Into the Conan Crew

"In order to compete for these things, did you fight and die in the end... It seems very important..."

"However, scissors and daggers are both weapons that can damage roses, and the pass can be used to enter any room in the building. It is indeed a very important item." Kudo Shinichi said with a solemn expression.

So it's normal for those people to kill each other.

Presumably they also know these things are useful.

That is, those who participated in the **** knew the existence and status of the prince.

Too bad they are already dead.

Otherwise, other information can be obtained.

"Since the vines are already... let's take the spiral staircase. It shouldn't matter if there is a pass." Kudo Shinichi paused for a moment when he talked about the vines, then skipped the words and walked towards the gate.

As for this room, there is nothing to check.

He saw it when the vines were all gone.

Apart from the set of desks and chairs they sat on, the bookshelf desk, and even a large bed, there was nothing else.

There are not even books on the shelves, not a single one.

And now the vines once again covered the entire room, if you want to search, you can only pull the vines away, or forget it.

You will be beaten for disturbing other people's sleep.

They get enough from here.

"Let's go." Kudo Shinichi opened the door of the room, stood in the corridor and looked up, only to find that they had reached the upper floor now.

"Sure enough, it should have been thought long ago that the prince must live in a high-rise." Hattori Heiji stroked his hair and said carelessly.

"It saves a lot of time to climb up." Amuro's tone was a little satisfied.

"Come on, if you delay any longer, Young Master Xiuzhi may have been brutally murdered." He urged with a dismal expression.

Kudo Shinichi and the others almost couldn't figure out whether the other party was worried about Shuji Tsushima or whether they were cursing the other party.

But it still picked up speed.

…

"Acting skills are really better than the other, Cao, did you take them to an acting training class?" Bronx couldn't help but sigh.

The acting skills of Scotland and Bourbon are the same as the real ones.

what was found from the dead body...

If they don't know the truth, maybe they really believe it.

Of course, what surprised them the most was Kaa's acting.

"Yes, I signed them up for the basic course for actors, do you want to sign up for the Bronx too?" Tsushima Shuji touched his arm and said.

"I have to doubt that the prince is real." The Bronx sighed.

Yet they all know.

is false.

The prince who fell asleep with Rose was played by Kaa.

"He is indeed a real existence, but as I said, he has already successfully killed himself. The meaning of death is that no matter how much Rose is saved, he will not be able to resurrect." The black-haired kite-eyed The boy turned and changed his appearance, turning into the appearance of blond hair and blue eyes, with a rose in his right eye.

"I just borrowed his identity a little, and added a story for him by the way. How about it, the ending is very poignant, right?" He touched the rose at his right eye and asked with a light smile.

"So what was the real past like?" the Bronx asked.

The Prince and the Rose performed by Kaa are so poignant, is the real past the same?

"The real past... Do you really want to listen?" The bandages replaced the blooming roses, the golden hair turned black, the clear blue eyes turned into a dull and indifferent kite color, and the youth who recovered his appearance was careless 's inquiry.

The truth is often not so good.

"It's just a story anyway, even if it's true, do you think we'll feel bad?" Wei Que said with a light snort.

"In that case, it's time for the story, everyone listen up..." Tsushima Shuji sat upright and clapped his hands.

The vines slowly wrapped around him again.

"A-level 0009 experimental subject - the little prince, the manufacturing method is to cut hundreds of knives on the selected experimental subject, bury the specially cultivated rose seed in his body, and wait until the rose seed and his flesh and blood have completely grown. Together, rooting and budding, blending with the rose, and when you can control the rose to the fullest, the experiment is not a success."

"Rose flowers need to be watered with human blood to produce beautiful flowers. Their nourishment is human flesh, and the prince is their flowerpot. Roses will not smash the flowerpot, so they began to feed the prince back, using the human blood that was deprived from other people. Feed back to the prince with life."

"The experiment is considered a success when the rose begins to feed back."

"The Prince and Rose have a perfect symbiotic relationship."

"Then the prince controlled Rose and some other successful subjects, killed the researcher and initiated a revolution."

"They broke into the backstage, killed those people, and then...became the backstage."

"The rose needs nourishment or it will die, and the prince needs to feed the rose, otherwise the hungry rose will **** the prince completely dry."

"So he became the prince behind the scenes and fed the roses with the rest of the building."

"Day after day, year after year."

"Later he got tired of this behavior and chose to commit suicide."

"After he died, the roses ate his body, and the roses that had lost their pots began to grow recklessly, drawing life."

"The roses that ate up everyone were also trapped in the building and fell into self-silence."

"They were awakened by my blood, and now they are my roses." Shuji Tsushima stroked the obedient vines beside him like a cat.

"Story time is over, it's question time."

"The real past, or the fake story I'm acting, which do you prefer?" He smiled and looked in the direction of the Bronx and others.

"It's all good." The Bronx thought for a moment and answered.

"The real is more brutal, the fake is more storytelling," Negroni commented.

"Such a cruel symbiotic relationship, played by you so poignantly, it's like a prince and a rose in love..." Wei Que shook her head.

"How do you know that the prince doesn't love roses? Of course he loves roses, that's why he changed from a hero to a demon king, feeding roses with others." Shuji Tsushima touched the vines~www.readwn.com~ looked at the vines With a cautious look, he took the initiative to press the thorn of the rose into his palm.

"It's just that this kind of love has become a cage, and it has also become a day-to-day self-torture, and he finally can't bear it and chooses to die by himself."

"Even if he dies, the rose will not die." He looked at the rose, who was motionless and did not dare to draw his blood, showed a tired expression, and withdrew his hand.

"Bourbon and Scotland don't know if they recognize that the prince is you..." The Bronx said with a mocking smile.

"I recognized it, that's why Bourbon is so taciturn, maybe he's already **** off." Tsushima Shuji said with a smile.

"And I gave a lot of hints. Why does the rose open on the right eye? Because my right eye is bandaged, why does the prince know that they have scissors and daggers on them? Because I gave them..."

"If you can't recognize this, Bourbon and Scotland are really hopeless idiots." Tsushima Shuji spread his hands and said helplessly.