COS Dazai Osamu’s I Got Into the Conan Crew

Latest URL: Everyone didn't know who Shuji Tsushima's unchanging and boring person was for a moment, but they could also hear the displeasure in the other party's words.

So no one even answered the call for a while. Clinics and laboratories, which use a large area of ​​white buildings, would make people feel uncomfortable and cold. At this moment, the coldness seems to have accumulated for a long time, and instantly swarmed up and surrounded everyone.

And Shuji Tsushima, who made the atmosphere so cold by himself, didn't seem to have the idea of ​​opening his mouth to ease the atmosphere. He just cared about himself, humming a song that no one knew.

When everyone stopped at the training cabin where Laphroaig was lying, the atmosphere had almost become relaxed again.

Chablis stepped forward and bent down to press the button on the side of the training cabin. With a click, the hatch of the training cabin slowly opened, and white mist overflowed from the cabin, braving the cold.

"What's Laphroaig's personality like?" the blond-haired, gray-eyed man wearing gold-rimmed glasses asked Scotland while looking at the half-open training cabin.

Although Scotland hides a knife in his smile, most of the time, the other party is the best to communicate. Shuji Tsushima sometimes needs to rack his brains to think about the true meaning of what Shuji Tsushima said. From time to time, he will say a few words that seem to be mocking but not like mocking, and Bourbon... 100% are mocking words, so he didn’t take it seriously. When speaking, they all listen to the words that make people want to hit each other.

Scotland is the easiest country to communicate with. Scotland, who was considered by Osamu Kitagawa as the best communicator, smiled.

"You can think of him as...an unsmiling version of Bourbon." He said with a little teasing smile in his voice.

Xiu Beichuan lifted his glasses, and his eyes fell on the training cabin. The white mist cleared, and he saw the figure in the training cabin.

It was a young man with short red hair that looked like blood, and a fair complexion. Even with his eyes closed, his brows were always furrowed, giving people a feeling of suppressing certain emotions all the time. impression.

Feeling a little uncomfortable. Osamu Kitagawa gave his first impression of Laphroaig.

"Which one is more difficult to get along with, he or Bourbon?" So he asked again.

"Hmph." Bourbon responded with a sneer.

"In this case... it should be on par, right? Laphroaig sometimes... is a little more impulsive." Scotland said with a slight smile and a slight pause.

Hmm...For example, Laphroaig doesn't taunt a person if he doesn't like it. Instead, he will attack the opponent directly with words, and even...will directly use a bomb to kill the person who doesn't like it. .

Bourbon was relatively patient. Of course, it was Laforge who seemed more patient.

"More impulsive?" Osamu Kitagawa felt that the impulsiveness in Scotland's mouth should not be the simple bad temper.

It was the more dangerous kind... His eyes fell on Laphroaig's face, and he remained motionless until the other person opened his eyes.

Not the confusion of just waking up, but extremely calm eyes.

"How long has it been?" He sat up from the training cabin, raised his hand in front of him, clenched his fist and asked, then looked down at his naked upper body.

It seemed that there was no change at all, but... Laphroaig stood up and walked out of the training cabin. When he passed by Bourbon, he didn't look back, but turned around quickly the moment he passed by, and punched Bourbon.

Bourbon flashed the punch with his responsive head tilted, and the wind of the punch caused his hair to shake.

"Are you going to perform a fight scene for us just after waking up?" Shuji Tsushima held up his phone expectantly.

"Since Laphroaig is not wearing a shirt, Bourbon can take it off too, just like when Negroni participated in the competition..." He enthusiastically suggested to Bourbon.

Bourbon subconsciously buttoned the button he had untied. Negroni… huh. The video of that guy playing against his opponent has been commented several times by the female members headed by Chianti.

From the opponent's pectoral muscles, biceps, abs, to the thigh muscles and... the only place that is covered.

There is no place that has escaped the evaluation of the female members. Negroni has stopped speaking in the chat room.

Bourbon didn't want to sink to that point. Laphroaig froze slightly as he wanted to find someone to practice his hands on.

Although I don't know what Kayo is talking about, I always feel that it is not a good thing. He looked around, found the clothes he had thrown aside before, picked them up and put them on, only then did he feel the inexplicable coldness disappear from his body.

"Who is he?" After putting on his clothes, he had the idle energy to pay attention to people he didn't know. His gaze stayed for a moment on the glasses worn by the other party and the smiling and polite face.

The fake identity used by Akai Shuichi also wears glasses, and also has a smiling expression. A guy who is the same as the other party is definitely not a good thing.

He gave his first impression of Kitagawa Murao.

"This is Laphroaig, of course you can also call him by name, Sakai Sora, he is our colleague."

"This is Kitagawa Murashi, a black doctor and underground intelligence dealer Game. By the way, he is my current psychiatrist." Shuji Tsushima warmly introduced the two of them.

The red-haired, blue-eyed, gloomy-looking man and the blond-haired, gray-eyed, gentle scum stared at each other for a moment.

"Why is he here?" Laphroaig made no secret of his dislike for Kitagawa Murao.

"He wanted to make a deal with me, but I told him that you are more suitable to complete this deal with him." Shuji Tsushima glanced at Osamu Kitagawa and said to Laphroaig.

"Are you interested in hearing what's next on the deal?" he asked with a smile. As if Laphroaig would stop talking if he wasn't interested.

"You seem to really want to try your hand at someone..." Beichuan Murao also took the initiative to speak at this time. He had observed something from Laphroaig's gesture of attacking Bourbon as soon as he woke up.

"I have a very skilled person here, do you want to try?" He asked with a gentle smile. Laphroaig first looked at Shuji Kitagawa, and then at Shuji Tsushima.

Although he didn't speak ~www.readwn.com~ his eyes were asking Shuji Tsushima.

"There is nothing wrong with what he said. There is indeed a person with very good skills..." Shuji Tsushima touched his chin and nodded.

Rum is indeed a person, and his skills are indeed not bad. Kitagawa Murao is not talking nonsense.

"It's just an identity..." Shuji Tsushima elongated his voice as if to tantalize his appetite.

"It's just our good colleague Rum~" he clapped his hands happily. His appearance was relaxed and comfortable, as if he was joking, but the iris-colored left eye outside the bandage was clearly indifferent and unwavering.

With depressing desolation. That is not a strangeness that can be described by killing intent or hostility.

"Rum... Oh." Laphroaig nodded, appraised Rum's strength, and nodded.

There shouldn't be any doubts about the strength of the base wine. For Laphroaig, the stronger the target, the better. Better than Shuichi Akai.