COS Dazai Osamu’s I Got Into the Conan Crew

Amuro Toru and Midorikawa Mu, who were enjoying the massage with their eyes closed, opened their eyes after hearing this.

He wanted to say something, but swallowed the words he wanted to say when he saw the figure of Butler Tanaka.

"Thank you." Amuro Toru and Midorikawa smiled.

Whose pot are they lying for almost a month?

Would they be locked into the game if it weren't for Kaa?

Kao is not responsible and who is responsible?

"You're welcome~" Tsushima Shuji accepted their thanks straightly.

The phone on him rang.

He took out his phone, looked at his contacts, and got on the phone.

Almost at the moment of the call, Amuro Toru and Midorikawa noticed that the boy's voice became weak and feeble.

Amuro twitched the corners of his mouth and looked away speechlessly.

Beginning Beginning, Kaor he Begins again.

He is obviously a guy who can carry a sniper rifle with one hand and easily defeat ten enemies, but he always makes a sick gesture to deceive other people's feelings.

Poor guy who was deceived by him.

Amuro Toru took pity on those people aloofly, in addition to false pity, he was more gloating.

More victims.

He likes to see other people unlucky.

"This is Shuji Tsushima, yes, I'm awake." The boy's voice was low and weak.

"As expected, Tsushima also woke up." Kudo Shinichi in the ward... No, it was Edogawa Conan who said to Hakuba and Hattori Heiji.

Director Hakuba and Hattori Hizura, who was standing aside, also heard the news and exchanged glances.

"Brother Tsushima, how is your health? Are you okay?" Kudo Shinichi, who changed back to Edogawa Conan, asked with concern.

After all, Shuji Tsushima's body...

Their physical condition, after entering the game and lying in the hospital for 20 days, is not very good, and Tsushima Shuji is probably worse than them.

Tsushima Shuji looked at his hand and felt that he could easily kill a hundred Kudo Shinichi, so he gave a low hum.

"No problem," he said.

"That's good, by the way, Tsushima, do you still remember what happened after we entered the game?" Kudo Shinichi continued to ask.

There was a long silence on the phone.

"...I don't remember, in fact, I want to ask you guys too." Tsushima Shuji replied.

"You don't remember either." Kudo Shinichi sighed.

Everyone doesn't remember.

How does the game end when half the players are dead?

Is it because they solved it after entering the game?

"Let's put it this way, take good care of your body." Edogawa Conan's tone was helpless, a calm expression that was incompatible with the attitude of an elementary school student.

Tsushima Shuji hung up the phone.

"The police will probably come over in a while, please arrange it, Steward Tanaka." Tsushima Shuji's tone was full of powerlessness, and it could be heard that he did not want to communicate with the police.

"I see." Butler Tanaka bowed his head.

"As for you guys..." Tsushima Shuji looked at the two people who had almost recovered.

"Forget it, you don't need to appear anyway." He thought about it and sighed.

After all, the protagonist is indispensable, as for the supporting roles...it doesn't matter~

Anyway, most of the time, the supporting roles will be ignored, of course, the premise is that the protagonist is eye-catching enough.

Otherwise, the protagonist will also be compared by the supporting roles.

Shuji Tsushima sat in the observation room where Toru Amuro and Midorikawa were absent, and after a while, he got bored, so he got up and left.

"You can't be idle." Amuro Toru whispered to his friend after he left.

"It's still young after all." Lu Chuanwu smiled.

When he and Zero were as old as Kaa, they weren't a quiet character, and of course, Zero is not a quiet and lawful character now.

Coupled with Kaobi's complicated situation, extraordinary intelligence and sensitive soul...

All are vulnerable points.

Wisdom is bound to be hurt, and too sensitive is easy to be hurt.

That's why Kaa lived so miserably.

This is a problem that cannot be solved.

Either wisdom or soul.

It's all innate.

Midorikawa sighed with no complex eyes.

…

Shuji Tsushima lay back on the bed in his room, hung up the hanging bottle, and installed all kinds of body detection equipment.

Like a lifeless puppet, he let other people fit him with various instruments.

It looked like the level of care a terminally ill patient would need.

"Director Hakuba called not long ago and said that they wanted to come to visit, and I have agreed." Butler Tanaka whispered while adjusting the height of the bottle.

Because Shuji Tsushima had said before that the police would come.

These arrangements are also arranged for others to see.

"I see." Tsushima Shuji nodded.

He is looking at his phone.

The above is a text message from Sawada Hiroki not long ago.

[Noah...—Sawada Hiroki]

[Are you awake? —Sawada Hiroki]

"The TV station reported the players' awakening?" Tsushima Shuji asked.

That's why Sawada Hiroki got the news and sent him a message.

"Yes, many reporters have flocked to major hospitals to interview players who woke up." Butler Tanaka explained.

"Yeah." Tsushima Shuji replied in a breath.

Then he moved his finger and replied with a message.

[Already awake, don't worry. - Shuji Tsushima]

[I'm going to Japan right now. —Sawada Hiroki]

[Be careful on the road. - Shuji Tsushima]

"It seems that these arrangements will not need to be dismantled for a while..." Tsushima Shuji looked at the pile of instruments around the bed, his tone helpless.

Besides the police, there are other people to deal with.

He collapsed on the bed, acting like a qualified frailty.

When Director Hakuba and Hattori Hirata came down to the room under the leadership of Butler Tanaka, they saw a sick boy whose face was full of weakness and might die in the next second.

"...Aren't you going to be sent to the hospital?" Hattori Heizang looked at the other party for a moment and asked.

Should I be taken to the hospital in time for this?

It looked too scary.

"Don't worry, please sit down." It wasn't Steward Tanaka who answered his question, but the boy on the bed, he said in a weak, feeble voice.

Butler Tanaka moved two chairs for them at the right time.

So the White Horse Director and Hattori Heizang both sat down.

"When we came here, we wanted to ask you what you think about the game. Although we lost the memory of the game~www.readwn.com~ but...you should have some other opinions, right?" Director White Horse asked.

"It's very strange. We pulled so many players into the game with great fanfare. If we couldn't quit the game, it meant we were discovered, but in the end, we lost memory and left the game like other players..." The black-haired, kite-eyed boy said calmly to himself. analysis.

"They played such a game with great fanfare. There must be a purpose, right?"

"Perhaps to select some people, are the more than 5,000 players who survived really lost their memory?" He asked rhetorically.

"I'm afraid not." Then he answered his own question.

"The police should observe and observe those players who survived," he said finally.

Invitations are just invitations.

Before that, there is one more level.

Do your best to hide the truth from the police that has not lost your memory.