COS Dazai Osamu’s I Got Into the Conan Crew

"I won again..." Maurilan's excited voice came from the poker table beside him.

Since she sat down, she has never lost.

The expressions of the other people at the winning table changed.

Toru Amuro, who was playing billiards, raised the corners of his mouth as he leaned down.

Although he didn't lose to that Miss Maurilan, but...

He can feel how other people feel.

Just like how he felt after losing to Kaa countless times.

Toru Amuro: It is very painful to say it.

Mr. Eina is very careful about time.

Almost every once in a while, I have to ask the time or look at my watch.

"Why do you pay so much attention to the time?" Maybe it was the young lady of Da Cai's third daughter, who asked with a smile.

"Because...tomorrow is a very important day." Eina replied nervously.

"Is it the death anniversary of your beloved woman?" The woman with short hair raised her red lips.

"Because of this glass of wine you ordered..."

"It's Bloody Mary." She said with a smile.

Eina lost her voice, and after a while, she forced a smile and said that she would also leave.

and ready to pay.

But found that the wallet was missing.

"Is this your wallet?" Xijiang, who was about to leave, took out a wallet.

"Ah yes, thank you." Eina took the wallet and took out all the money in it and counted it.

"I didn't take anything from you." Kanjiang said with a frown.

"Sorry, sorry, I'm used to counting." Hai Laoming said without looking back at the banknotes.

Mr. Kanie walked away impatiently.

Shuji Tsushima was sitting next to the pool table with orange juice in his hand, watching Toru Amuro and Midorikawa play billiards.

Mr. Kujii at the poker table also stood up at this moment.

It is said that I have to go to the toilet.

Tsushima Shuji yawned lazily as he watched the back of him leave.

"Hey, Tsushima, come and play with us." Hattori Heiji greeted.

"Hey... I'm not interested in playing cards anymore." The black-haired boy waved his hand with a tired expression.

I'm not interested in pure entertainment without stakes.

If it's Russian Roulette, I'd be happy to join it~

I happen to have a pistol too.

It's a pity that no one will play with me here.

Next time, let's find gin to play with.

It should be almost time, right?

he thought to himself.

There was a firework-like explosion from the deck.

"what-"

"What happened—" Hattori Heiji and the others immediately stood up and rushed out.

Tsushima Shuji, who was sitting in a wheelchair, slowly put down the orange juice that was still in his hand, and turned around while controlling the wheelchair.

Amuro Toru leisurely hit a ball again before putting down the club.

Green River Wu stepped forward and pushed the wheelchair.

When he came, it was pushed by Amuro.

This time, it was Midorikawa's turn to push.

Fair and just.

When the three of them slowly arrived on the deck where the explosion sounded, everyone else had already arrived.

The waving flag is burning with flames.

A dagger pierced a 10,000 yuan note and nailed it to the template.

There is a sentence written on the banknote.

"Poseidon, the **** of the sea, gave me life again, and my shadow will be resurrected again." Edogawa Conan said word by word.

Tsushima Shuji: Wow, that's amazing, applause/perfunctory.jpg

Resurrection or something...

Not everyone is the protagonist of the rebirth revenge essay—! !

And reborn twenty years later...

This kind of slow and unpleasant plot will not be liked by readers.

You should be reborn before the three prisoners kill you, and then kill them neatly and swallow 400 million yuan. This is how the story of Shuangwen should develop.

Mr. Kujii's eyes widened, looking very scared, he walked to the side of the deck and suddenly turned his back to the sea.

"When he came back, I knew that he was still alive—" he said in horror.

Behind him is a sudden explosion of flames.

Tsushima Shuji: Wow, although the acting is a bit exaggerated, the timing is just right. /applause.jpg

When he heard that the old man suspected of Ye Sancai had disappeared, Shuji Tsushima understood that the shadow planner Ye Sancai was really dead.

The so-called old man who is suspected of being the other party is just someone else's disguise.

As for the person disguised as Ye Sancai...

Shuji Tsushima set his eyes on Mr. Kashii, who was trying his best to show terror.

It is said that he was the first to mention Da Cai San.

Self-directed and self-acted.

How interesting.

but…

Tsushima Shuji looked at the raging flames.

Especially the unrecognizable figure looming in the fire.

He should also act.

After all, he is afraid of fire~

He touched his eyes with one hand, poked his eyeballs without a trace, and swallowed another capsule.

With the tears of the physiological reaction, he began to become short of breath.

The hand that poked his eyes silently pressed on his chest.

"Tsujima...?"

"What's wrong with you, Tsushima?" Edogawa Conan was the first to discover something was wrong with Shuji Tsushima based on his height.

"Breathe, Tsushima...breath..." He hurriedly ran to Shuji Tsushima and looked at the boy who looked like he was having trouble breathing.

His eyes were flushed red, and his kite-colored eyes were overflowing with tears. The secluded lake, which was usually bottomless, was now dripping with water.

It was as if the lake had finally been filled up, and it could no longer bear any more weight.

However, he still stared at the scorched figure in the fire.

The hand on the chest tightly tugged at the shirt, pulling the piece on the chest into a crumpled state.

Tsushima Shuji felt that the tears he finally poked out were almost gone.

He could only think about the sad memory in his heart.

but…

No memory at all, sad enough to make him cry.

There is no ~www.readwn.com~ in the sea of ​​​​chaotic memory, and there is no eleven years he has stayed in this world.

Fortunately, the burning fire was gradually extinguished.

Tsushima Shuji blinked, the trembling eyelashes finally couldn't bear the shaky tears, and let them drip down silently.

"Master Shuzhi, are you okay?" Toru Amuro and Midorikawa asked anxiously.

Kao is like this...

Is it real, or is it performed?

"...I'm fine." The boy gasped, as if he finally regained his composure after the fire went out.

"Sorry, I'm a little..." He forced a smile.

"I'm afraid of fire." The dripping tears were still hanging on his face.

"You'll be fine..." Conan Edogawa breathed a sigh of relief.

This can no longer be explained by simply being afraid of fire.

Tsushima, he…

Absolutely in that fire eleven years ago...

Left behind an unforgettable psychological shadow.

"Sorry for worrying everyone." The boy breathed lowly.

"I'll go back first..." He stretched out his hand and gestured to Toru Amuro behind him.

The next moment, he vomited out a large mouthful of blood.

The outstretched hand also dropped heavily.

With a tilt of his head, he silently leaned on the wheelchair.

Everyone:! ! !

Tsushima Shuji won't die on this ship, will he? ! !

"Sorry, let's take Young Master Xiuzhi back to the room first. There are prepared medicines in the room." Lu Chuan Wu quickly pushed the wheelchair away.

Toru Amuro also chased after him.

[Tsujima Shuji is frail and sickly, and occasionally vomits blood]

[Tsushima Shuji is afraid of fire]

These concepts once again deepened the impression in the hearts of everyone.