COS Dazai Osamu’s I Got Into the Conan Crew

"So, I think we can sell that scooter to the outside world, delete all functions except the suspension, and reduce the fastest speed to the same speed as a mountain bike. If you ask, we will say that our technology is not perfect, only Is it possible to do this..."

"And change the energy source to a battery, and charge it for half a day, so that its positioning is a novelty toy."

"There must be a lot of bad guys who would be willing to pay for it..." Shuji Tsushima called the boss from his room.

I really feel that my heart is broken for the funds of the organization's activities.

"You can decide these things yourself. You don't need to report everything to me. Xiuzhi, you are my chosen heir, and the future of the entire organization is yours..." The leader on the other end of the phone said calmly.

It doesn't sound like the behind-the-scenes boss of a transnational criminal group at all, but an ordinary adult.

"No, I only admit that you are the boss of the organization." Shuji Tsushima resolutely vetoed.

Just kidding, if you suddenly get sick and die, I will fight everything for you?

Tsushima Shuji can't do it, he thinks it can't be done.

"Speaking of which, wealth is only to achieve the reason for the establishment of the organization. After so many years of research, it is said that there has been a small result..." BOSS said over there.

"Shuji, if you're interested, take a look for me."

"I understand."

The phone was hung up.

"What kind of experience is it to have an adoptive father who crazily yearns for immortality? How painful it must be to live for so long." Shuji Tsushima sighed and shuddered.

His motto is "Refreshing, Bright and Vibrant Suicide!"

It's obviously not good to deal with someone who wants to live forever.

But who made the organization pick him up in the first place? And the word justice...

"Wow, it doesn't sound like my handsome personality."

Well, just report it to the boss, and then contact the person in charge of the fund to say hello.

He turned on his mobile phone, looked for a company that was secretly controlled by the organization, and saw a familiar surname.

Tsushima Corporation.

Tsushima…

Ellander...

"Oh huh, a neon local club, a foreign company..."

"Everyone is actually me?"

Although he has come to Neon for a while, he has not paid much attention to the background of Tsushima Shuji.

After all, when he thinks of that couple, all that comes to his mind is looking up at the stars.

After the couple died, their property must have been taken over by the organization.

Well, it's even less conscience to use it!

"...is that Mr. Tanaka?" He called the old housekeeper.

…

In the afternoon, he appeared at the gate of the Tsushima Club.

"Welcome, President Tsushima." The men on the left and the women on the right, the staff in black professional suits stood in two rows, and Shuji Tsushima just stepped out of the car door when he heard a deafening welcome sound.

Tsushima Shuji: ...Actually...it doesn't have to be like this...

He began to hesitate whether to go out.

He also saw cameras and news personnel carrying cameras not far away.

I heard the fanatical explanation from the other side.

"Hello everyone, this is the gate of the Tsushima Club. Since the accidental death of Chairman Tsushima and Director Aland ten years ago, their only son has appeared for the first time in ten years..."

"It is said that this appearance was due to the flying locomotive that caught fire some time ago..."

A boy in a black suit coat got out of the car.

It was slender to the naked eye, and the bandages wrapped around her body were even brighter, indicating the other party's morbid state.

The temperament is cold and reserved, with a calm and unhurried bearing.

He came to the background board painted with black and red motorcycles and sat in the center of the release table.

He happily adjusted the position of the microphone in front of him.

"Our staff were very surprised when they found out that the flying locomotive that was accidentally photographed some time ago was on the front page of the news..."

"That time was actually our staff testing the performance of the locomotive..."

"President Tsushima! Excuse me, what do you think about Mr. Shiro Suzuki's speech?" A reporter raised his hand and asked aloud

"Of course, Mr. Suzuki's purchase behavior after the successful development of our products is welcome..." The expression of the boy in the black suit did not change.

"That is to say, will flying locomotives become a product sold by Tsushima Corporation in the future?"

"Of course, the original purpose of a product being researched is to sell it..." The young president nodded without hesitation and said loudly.

"Then, when will it be officially sold?"

"Well...you have to ask our researchers, well, everyone can look forward to it. Maybe it will be officially sold before the next Valentine's Day." The boy tilted his head and blinked to indicate.

The surrounding flashes are constantly on, and the photographer's act of taking pictures is unstoppable.

Not to mention the product for the time being, the fourteen-year-old president himself is a piece of news worth reporting, especially when the other party is very good looking.

Both his parents died, and the experience of self-reliance and self-improvement added to his reputation.

Who can refuse the beauty and the tragic?

The answer is, no one. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

…

"Those reporters are really good at taking pictures." Amuro said, looking at the black and white newspaper, a calm young man.

"It's because I'm handsome no matter what." Tsushima Shuji shook his head and retorted.

"Then, I have a question, can Tsushima-kun answer it for me?" Amuro asked slowly.

"What are you talking about first?" Tsushima cat's eyes were alert.

"Obviously I asked about Tsushima-kun's locomotive before, right? How did Tsushima-kun answer me at that time?"

"Well, let me think about it, Tsushima-kun seemed to be saying at the time—this is really an amazing invention... something like that."

"How did it become Tsushima-kun's product?" The corners of Amuro's mouth rose wildly.

"This is indeed an amazing invention, everyone thinks so, don't you think so?" Tsushima Shuji answered without hesitation, and even asked righteously.

Toru Amuro: …

Okay, in fact, even if you don't say it, I know that this is a product of the organization's invention, I just want to amuse you.

Gee.

Are all the little devils so smart now? Not funny.

Toru Amuro shook his head regretfully.

And the level of technology in the organization, it really feels more and more out of line with the current era.

It's amazing.

…

"Brother, Kaa is in the news again." Vodka held up the newspaper and pointed at the boy in black above.

"Last time he was on the news with Bourbon. It seems that he solved a poisoning case..." Vodka said while thinking back.

Gin took a deep breath of his cigarette and exhaled a cloud of smoke.

"That pushy, troublesome kid."

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