COS Dazai Osamu’s I Got Into the Conan Crew

"That guy is a reporter, but his reputation has always been bad. He specializes in writing about athletes. Although they are all fake, they have a lot of audiences because they write really well and can be as fake as the real." I looked at the man and said.

"It suddenly appeared at this time, and he himself doesn't know who gave his invitation letter. It feels like a conspiracy." Akashi Seijuro said calmly.

Edogawa Conan and Hattori Heiji looked at each other.

Quietly left a group of people.

Back to the other corner.

"Be careful, be careful, maybe the other party really has a problem." Edogawa Conan vigilantly said.

"I see." Hattori Heiji replied.

They were looking for the reporter's figure in the venue, but due to the dim lighting in the venue, they would not be able to find it for a while.

"Will there be an eucalyptus today?" Akashi Seijuro looked at Atobe Keigo.

"Usually if that Mr. Maori appears... the probability of encountering a eucalyptus is 98%." Atobe Keigo touched the tear mole, his tone was low.

The probability is too high to be frightening.

"That reporter is probably related to the case that will happen in the future. If the case does happen, either the murderer or the victim, but as the other party directly jumped out and mocked the head of the host of the banquet, I am more inclined that he will become the victim. " Akashi Seijuro said.

"You'll know when you look at it." Atobe Keigo clicked a few tears, and his tone was casual.

"Wait... What are you talking about? Why is there a victim all of a sudden?" Xu Wanghuan looked stunned and didn't seem to react.

"You seldom attend banquets, and you don't interact much with other people in the circle, so you probably don't know that there are basically cases where Mr. Maori appears..." Feng Jingye explained as she put on her glasses.

So he will try to avoid each other before.

I didn't expect it to happen this time.

But rumors are always rumors, this time to verify whether it is true or not.

"How can it be... Isn't that where you go to die? Is it haunted by bad luck?" Su Wanghuan looked at Mouri Kogoro with pity.

What a **** this is.

Due to the sudden appearance of the black reporter and the sarcasm, the atmosphere of the venue cooled down.

Even if the host tried his best to mobilize the atmosphere, no one responded.

The guests under the stage either had a cold face or thought.

"Does anyone want to ask any questions? Raise your hand if you do, don't be shy..." the host continued.

"The atmosphere has cooled down..." Xu Wanghuan looked around.

"It should be our host department's turn to appear at this time..." he said eagerly.

Seeing that he was about to take the members out to liven up the atmosphere, someone in the venue finally answered the host's question.

"I have a problem." Maurilan raised his hand high.

"Okay, please come up..." The host was relieved as if seeing a life-saving straw.

It would be even more embarrassing if no one was there.

"Excuse me, can Mr. Rekadis sign me?" Maurilan walked onto the stage with a small notebook in his arms, looking a little shy.

So everyone present laughed.

Rekadis laughed too.

"Of course, if that's the case, I'll sign this jersey for you." Rekadis spoke well and picked up a jersey beside him.

"Is it really possible? Thank you, can you write another name for me?" Maolilan asked nervously.

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"Sure, what's your name?" Rekadis asked.

"Please write a new one." Mao Lilan said shyly.

"Shinichi...is that Kudo Shinichi?" Su Wangan asked curiously.

"This is a childhood sweetheart, because Kudo-senpai is a fan of Mr. Rekadis, so Miss Mori went to ask Mr. Rekadis for an autograph. It's really touching childhood sweetheart." Tsushima Shuji was moved with emotion. envious tone.

"If you also have an idol, I will also sign for you." Sawada Hiroki said seriously.

When everyone else was around, he tried to reduce his presence, pretending he was invisible.

Because everyone else is too dazzling.

Make him feel like a shadow living in a dark corner, unnoticed.

Especially after he joined that organization and maybe killed a lot of people and got a code name.

He didn't suffer because he killed other people, he just felt...

Compared to the others, he was too dark.

But at this time he couldn't help but speak.

Noah doesn't have to envy anyone, and he doesn't have to envy any relationship.

As long as Noah wants, Sawada Hiroki is willing to do it for the other party.

"Because I don't have anyone I want to sign, but there are a lot of people who want my autograph." Tsushima Shuji said with a smile.

He is worshipped rather than worshipped others.

Always.

However, in some worlds, he worships Akutagawa Ryunosuke.

But there are also worlds where Akutagawa Ryunosuke worships him.

It's a different setting, which is really troublesome.

But just forget about it all.

He does not worship Akutagawa Ryunosuke, nor does Akutagawa Ryunosuke follow Tsushima Shuji.

There is no one in this world that he admires.

"Now, there is an event that invites everyone to watch it, please move outside the restaurant temporarily..." said the male host.

The guests walked out of the restaurant in an orderly manner.

Tsushima Shuji and the others naturally walked out.

When they walked out of the restaurant, the lights in the restaurant were all dimmed.

Even the lights in this building were dimmed.

Immediately afterwards, Maorilan, who was holding a phone to communicate with people, stood outside the restaurant as if he was communicating with people.

The guests all stood outside the dining room, watching the dark rooms of the building light up one by one.

Until this time, people have also seen what this so-called activity refers to.

They want to spell out a K shape through the lit room.

"Actually, it's a bit old-fashioned..." Atobe Keigo said calmly.

He did something similar when he was in high school.

Much bigger than what I see now.

It was for Huadi's birthday.

They sat on the Atobe family's private airship~www.readwn.com~ and looked down at the sky from above.

The building below lights up and spells out a line.

Happy birthday, Birch.

Much more gorgeous than the current K.

But Atobe Keigo is not dissatisfied, after all, his gorgeous level is indeed not everyone can achieve.

"It is indeed a bit old-fashioned. I have seen it a few years ago." Tsushima Shuji nodded.

What Adobe Keigo did, of course that adoptive father did too.

When the young Tsushima Shuji celebrated his birthday, the adoptive father also did this scene.

In a city darkened by power outages, the quietly lit buildings look like a row of birthday wishes from the sky.

Happy birthday, Shuji.

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