COS Dazai Osamu’s I Got Into the Conan Crew

"Where did they leave after entering here?" Kudo Shinichi thought while looking at the blackened screen.

Impossible from the gate.

Only possible from the inside.

After entering this room on the top floor, I never came out again...

"What secret room or secret passage is there in this room?" Kudo Shinichi guessed.

"You'll find out if you can't find it." Hattori Heiji, who was more anxious, had already started to search.

The rest also spread out to find.

Kudo Shinichi tried to open past records in another area, but was given a warning.

[Warning, the main system has insufficient energy and will stop running, warning warning warning—]

The font color of the prompt is red.

Then the stand was completely darkened, the blue shimmer disappeared, and the three-dimensional map composed of virtual lines also disappeared.

Only a model of a building remained, standing alone on the platform.

"This can't be used?" Hattori Heiji, who was listening to the wall while knocking on the wall, stood up and asked, his face full of [This thing is so useless? ] doubts.

"I have persisted for so long, and I can understand even if the power is out." Kudo Shinichi thought for a while, then shook his head and said.

After so many years.

"The sound here is different." The blond man stood in front of a wall, raised his hand to signal, and knocked on the wall again.

"Treading the Stars"

Everyone heard the sound this time.

This is the sound that represents the void behind.

"How do we get in?" Hattori Heiji felt the tightly stitched, flawless wall, unable to understand where the door was.

Nor were they too eager to try the quality of the wall.

After all, I tried it outside the building before.

It took so many grenades and bazookas to barely blow the door open.

The estimates inside are similar.

But they have run out of grenades and bazookas.

This room doesn't even have ventilation ducts.

No matter where you look, it is different from other rooms, has no connection, and exists independently.

"Kada."

Everyone turned their heads and looked, only to see that the door they entered was also closed.

"We're... locked up?" Hattori Heiji hesitated.

The screen in the room, which had been darkened, flickered and lit up again.

The screen appears...

A boy with black fluffy curly hair and kite-colored eyes.

"Tsujima—" Bai Ma Tan looked at the person on the screen and shouted.

Amuro Toru and Midorikawa Wuze silently looked at the boy on the screen, waiting for each other's performance.

What does Kaa want to play?

But in the eyes of others, the two of them were too happy because they met the person they were looking for unexpectedly.

Tsushima Shuji was everywhere, but he didn't look very good.

He was covered in blood and looked like he had been beaten.

"You really don't want to join us? You know, I still appreciate your talent." A man in a red coat with white hair and red eyes stood in front of him and asked.

"...disgusting." The boy lying on the ground chuckled, weak but disgusted.

"Bang—" A hand grabbed his hair, lifted his head and slammed it **** the ground.

"What did you say?" the man asked with a smile.

"This guy..." Hattori Heiji gritted his teeth.

Kudo Shinichi was silent, his hands clenched into fists, shaking slightly.

Anger, unbearable anger.

Toru Amuro and Midorikawa frowned under the sunglasses.

Shouldn't have left Kaa.

The guy started again.

For whatever reason, they always feel that...

The other party did these things just for self-abuse.

"...Kill me." The black-haired boy Yite's eyes were stained with blood, and his voice was low and cold.

"You are a rare genius, how could we be willing to kill you?" The man pulled the boy's head again by pulling his hair, and touched his cheek with one hand.

"You don't know yet. Your current appearance can be seen by your companions. They should be very angry now, right? Is there anything you want to say to them?" The man said playfully.

The boy's kite-colored left eye, Kong Meng, shrank for a while, as if he saw something terrifying, and then it went completely dark.

"...Actually, I still want to save face." The bruised and **** boy smiled.

"You..." He put his hand on the back of the man's hand.

"It makes me a little embarrassed." A backflip, along with the man's collar, smashed him to the ground.

"So—" At some point, he got the gun in the man's hand.

"If you don't kill me, I will kill you." He tilted his head slightly, smiled, and pulled the trigger.

"Death in the game world is real death, right? It's the same for you people, right? After all, it's the pursuit of excitement." He looked at the corpse that was shot in the sky, and said lightly.

At the same time, Kudo Shinichi, Hattori Heiji, and Hakuba Tan also seemed to see something terrifying, and their eyes were full of complexity.

Then fell silent together.

Tsushima Shuji murdered.

Even if it's a game, it's real death.

but why…

Do they just feel relieved in their hearts?

I even thought it was fortunate that Shuji Tsushima killed that person.

Otherwise they might be tempted to avenge the killing of the man for him.

But…

Why do they think of murder for revenge?

"Let me see, where did they see me..." The boy's figure on the screen was looking for something.

getting closer to the screen.

"I found it..." He faced the camera directly, stared blankly for a while, and then showed a somewhat relaxed smile.

"I was just pretending to be a snake with him, intending to get information from him, so I didn't have a counterattack team, not because I couldn't beat him, you understand?" He explained.

There were still some inexplicable heavy people who showed a little smile.

"But Kudo-senpai, Hattori-senpai, and Tan... Have the three of you failed to show your true level? It's been so long, and you still haven't solved it yet?" The boy on the screen continued to chatter.

"I, the imprisoned person, couldn't help but kill the kidnappers and save myself." He seemed helpless with his hands spread out~www.readwn.com~ Let me come to you and lead you to solve this game. ' he said, walking towards the door behind him.

After he left, the picture did not stop.

The corpse lying on the ground gradually moved.

He got up, the blood hole on his forehead healed quickly.

He leaned closer to the screen and showed a weird smile.

"Once the game starts, it cannot end."

"Bang." There was a gunshot behind him.

The newly healed brain was pierced again, and blood splashed on the screen.

"I knew that people like you would open the back door for themselves even if they played games. Everyone else would really die, but you wouldn't. It's too much..." The boy who should have left went back and stood at the door with a mocking tone. said.