COS Dazai Osamu’s I Got Into the Conan Crew

"I'm about to open the door." Hattori Heiji held two clues at the same time, pressed one hand on the doorknob, and took a deep breath.

Kudo Shinichi and Hakuba watched him closely.

Under the gaze of the two, Hattori Heiji opened the door.

went out.

But just stood at the door, did not go far.

Make sure to return to the room as soon as possible.

He stood at the door looking nervous and waited for a while, but he was not attacked.

He turned his head and exchanged glances with the two people in the room, handed the suicide note to Tan Ma, and continued to stand outside.

Still not attacked.

Then his expression became more solemn.

Handed the box to Kudo Shinichi.

Almost as soon as the box left his hand, he heard a sound of breaking through the air.

Hattori Heiji stepped back without hesitation, rushed back to the room, and quickly closed the door.

"Fortunately, I didn't go far, or I'll be sucked dry." After doing all this, he looked at the closed door before he realized it, and patted his chest to calm down.

"It has been confirmed that it is the box that makes Rose care about, but whether it is the box itself or the contents of the box, I don't know, unless I try again." Hattori Heiji said so.

"It's what's in the box." Kudo Shinichi said firmly.

Then he picked up a handful of petals and a pinch of golden hair, opened the door carefully, and walked towards the door.

Then he stood at the door holding the petals and hair, and nothing happened.

"It seems that it is indeed inside." Bai Ma Tan nodded.

The three immediately divided the petals and hair in the box into three and stuffed them into their pockets.

"We have to prepare two copies for Mr. Amuro and Mr. Midorikawa." Kudo Shinichi reminded.

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Kudo Shinichi: We have found something that can avoid danger, and we have prepared two more copies for you.

Toru Amuro: No, we also found something.

Hattori Heiji: So lucky, what did you find?

Toru Amuro: A small pair of scissors and a dagger.

Hattori Heiji: ...It's a weapon.

"The scissors and daggers they found are weapons, right? It feels more useful than our petals and hair." Hattori Heiji said enviously.

"It's good to be able to avoid danger." Kudo Shinichi reassured.

"But isn't it right outside? It's too quiet." Kudo Shinichi said with a frown.

When Hattori Heiji and him went out to test, they just stood at the door and didn't go far.

But no sound was heard.

You must know that when they entered the room, there were many players in the building.

Why is there no sound at all?

Did they all leave?

Kudo Shinichi guessed like this, but a bad guess appeared in his heart.

"Just go out and see, the vines won't attack us anyway." Hattori Heiji said carelessly.

So the three of them pushed the door open again and walked out of the room.

Coming to the edge of the corridor, he lowered his head and looked down.

They were standing on about twenty floors at this time.

It is not very clear to see vaguely from top to bottom.

But I could see those figures in the same uniform, falling to the ground in batches.

Quietly, motionless.

It looks like they've all turned into corpses.

"They are all dead." After observing for a while, White Horse said.

"Hundreds of people just disappeared." Kudo Shinichi stared down, with a complicated tone.

Just as they were looking for clues.

Many people have died.

"Don't think about it, this game is killing people every second, more or less, what we can do is to find the answer as soon as possible and solve the game." Hattori Heiji patted Kudo Shinichi on the shoulder.

The boy known as Sherlock Holmes in the Heisei era has an extreme sense of justice, morality and responsibility.

That's a good thing, but it's not that great either.

If you carry all the pressure alone, you will be crushed sooner or later.

"Let's go." Kudo Shinichi turned back to the room.

The three entered the ventilation duct again and began to explore.

…

"Where are the scissors and daggers? What should I say when I meet them?" asked the blond man sitting on the bed.

"Petals and hair, scissors and daggers, people suspected of suicide..." Scotland murmured thoughtfully.

"Is the scissors used to trim vines? Maybe they can also be used to cut hair. In the case of a dagger, is it the dagger used by the little prince who committed suicide?" He expressed his analysis.

"That's it." Tsushima Shuji nodded and snapped his fingers.

In front of him appeared a small golden scissors and a golden dagger wrapped around a rose vine.

"The little prince who committed suicide...isn't it really you?" Bourbon said strangely.

"Although the elements are very consistent, it's not me. According to the plot, the little prince has already committed suicide..." The black-haired and kite-eyed boy said in a disgusting tone.

And he couldn't succeed.

"I'm so envious." He looked envious, his eyes full of hope.

Death is not the end, but the beginning of freedom.

It is also the end of eternity.

"How could someone be so obsessed with death..." Bourbon's tone was helpless and puzzled.

From the beginning of knowing Kaa, to now, the character of the other party is moody, uncertain, unpredictable, sometimes inscrutable and sometimes full of childishness, always deepening and changing the views of others.

But only one thing has not changed.

That is the thirst for death.

"Because of the Kaa, it is very painful to live." Scotland said with some understanding.

Bourbon struggled to grow up in the dark.

Scotland, on the other hand, walked from the light into the dark.

He lost his memory briefly after witnessing the tragic death of his parents.

But when his memory was restored, his character also had a tendency to self-destruct.

Just not as serious as Kaa.

The young Zhu Fu Jingguang also felt very painful to live for a while, blamed himself, and felt guilty.

But now Midorikawa Mu is no longer affected by those emotions.

"Just being alive is already a torture for me." Tsushima Shuji looked at the bandage on his hand and said.

Fortunately, there are bandages, otherwise as soon as he sees his blood vessel, he wants to cut it, wants to watch the blood flow out of his body, and wants to feel the feeling of losing a little bit of life.

But when it was over, as if nothing had happened, he was still alive.

again and again.

He just felt incomparably empty.

There's no point in doing that, of course Shuji Tsushima understood.

But he still does it when he's bored~www.readwn.com~.

Even if you can't die.

But at least... I can feel the pain that I have given myself that can kill me.

He clearly hates pain and doesn't like his **** self.

Now he repeats the things he hates.

"Let's show you a headshot." A gun appeared in the boy's hand, he said with a smile, and the muzzle of the gun touched his temple.

"It's just a game, you can't die." He pulled the trigger.

When the bullet passed through the temple with blood flowers, he saw Bourbon's complicated expressions.

Then he couldn't help but lowered his head and laughed.

"It's all said, it's just a game." He said casually against his instantly healed head.