COS Dazai Osamu’s I Got Into the Conan Crew

"Mosimoxi, this is the Tsushima Detective Agency..."

"Yes, that gentleman did come to our office."

"…Yes, I understand."

The black-haired man with hyacinth eyes put down the office phone.

"The previous gentleman who wanted to entrust you to investigate the car accident two years ago was reported." Scotland looked strange.

"The reason for the report is...suspecting that he killed his wife." Scotland frowned.

Thinking of the eyes of the other party when they appeared in the office.

how to say…

It always feels very reliable.

"The police also went to his house to investigate, but they did not find his wife..."

"But he didn't admit that he killed his wife. He only said that his wife told him to go out alone to relax, and he never came back."

"Are you interested in this case?" Scotland asked.

"No~" The young man didn't even raise his head.

"Tsushima, you... you're obviously a detective."

"Can you remember, it's been a long time since you took over the commission." Scotland's face was heavy.

"Hey~ I don't remember!" He answered without hesitation.

"Are you really serious about opening a detective agency?" Scotland asked in a serious tone.

"It's better to let Bourbon..." He tentatively suggested.

"...Really." The boy sat up.

"There's no other way, let's go out, it just so happens that the canned crab meat is almost gone..." He stood up and said.

Scotland thought about the other party's behavior of wanting to eat crab meat three times a day.

zero…

Is that what you did to Kaa?

This is not healthy at all! /Speaking earnestly.

Yet whenever Scotland wants to dispose of the canned crabmeat in the fridge, he turns his head and sees a Kao hanging from a living room chandelier.

Scotland: …

…

Since no evidence could be found, the police could not restrict the actions of the other party, nor could they find a reason to arrest the other party.

You can only politely ask the other party to cooperate with the investigation.

Well, polite.

"Junzi is obviously still alive, what are you tax thieves talking about?!"

"She called me this morning to say that she had a good time in Hokkaido."

When Shuji Tsushima and Scotland pushed open the door, they heard such an impatient voice.

The little policeman who was in charge of taking the notes could only sneer after being scolded, and sweat dripped from his forehead.

"Sorry, I wasted your time." He could only nod his head in apology.

In my heart, I couldn't help scolding the other guys who were not human.

Because there is no evidence and no reason to detain the other party, this kind of thankless thing has to be left to a newcomer like him.

Isn't the newcomer human? what! !

"This is the neon policeman~"

"It looks really pitiful~" The young man didn't care that the other party was still there, he just opened his mouth with pity.

Scotland looked at the little policeman who was madly wiping his sweat, and then at the boy with a pitying tone but a rather mocking expression.

"...It's really not easy." He had no choice but to say that, giving the uneasy little policeman a gentle smile.

Immediately, the other party breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's Master Tsushima and his assistant, right? Since you are here, we can rest assured." The policeman sighed in relief.

Although the other party seemed rather rude, but...

Compared to the man sitting across from him who was yelling at him, Master Tsushima's tone became more acceptable.

Anyway, in front of Master Tsushima, there are not a few people who have been ridiculed.

After all, he is a noble young master.

Tsushima Shuji: ...you policemen in the world of Ke Xue...you are really salted fish.

Don't think about leaving it to the detective to do everything!

The little policeman went out with the notebook he hadn't written a few words in, leaving space for the other three.

"Who allowed you to enter my house?!" The man looked bad and his tone was fierce.

"Actually, it was the police who asked us to assist..." Zhu Fu Jingguang explained in a gentle tone.

"Now the police are actually looking for a strange kid for help? What a joke." The man interrupted him and said sarcastically.

"Hey~ can you show it to me?" Tsushima Shuji sat down on the sofa with an expectant tone.

"What?" The man asked in a daze before he could react for a while.

"That's what you said about laughing to death, sa, hurry up and show it to me, what is it like to laugh to death yourself." The corners of the boy's mouth rose, and his eyes were deep.

This little devil...

"I don't have time to play silly tricks with a kid like you." The man stood up impatiently and tried to drive them out.

"Get out of my house quickly..." he urged.

"Hey, do you recognize your wife now?" The boy asked in a flat tone, not caring about his chasing action.

The man's chasing action froze.

"Huh? How could I not recognize Junko, you meddling brat, I don't need you to take care of my affairs!" The stiff action was only momentary, and he quickly shouted with a ghastly face.

"It seems that you really can't recognize it..." The young man stared at him with no emotion in his eyes.

"Your love... it's really ridiculous." The black-haired boy tilted his head, his left eye outside the bandage was dull and expressionless.

"Get out of my house!"

"Bang—" The door was closed.

Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was swept out of the house before he could even sit down: …

And the policeman who didn't write a few words in the transcript: ...

"Tsujima-kun, now is not the time to count ants..." Zhu Fu Jingguang said helplessly, looking at the young man squatting beside the flower bed.

Bring forth the vigour of your command, Kaa!

"I'm not looking at the ants." The boy poked the soil in the flower bed~www.readwn.com~ It was really fresh. "His voice was low.

"Ah, because the whistleblower suspected that this gentleman killed his wife because the other party broke ground in the flowerbed in the middle of the night..." The policeman suddenly realized.

"So the whistleblower thought that the other party killed his wife and buried her body."

"Later our police opened it up to check."

"I didn't find anything." The policeman smiled embarrassedly.

"Of course I can't find it." Tsushima Shuji took a photo, stood up and said.

After all, it wasn't buried here at all.

"Speaking of which, where do Miss Junko's parents live?" The boy suddenly asked an irrelevant question.

"Ah, if I remember correctly, it should be about three blocks away from here..."

"But according to their neighbors, they have also gone out to play in recent days, and they are not at home." The policeman flipped through the book and said.

"Hey... So, they don't even know that Miss Junko is dead..." The boy said clearly.

"Hey? Master Tsushima, did you mean... Miss Junko?"

"Is she dead?"

"Didn't you say that the other party called the gentleman this morning? There are indeed photos sent by the other party's travel..."

"Where did you see it?"

The little policeman immediately asked a series of questions.

But when he saw the expressionless face of the young man, he gradually became silent.

This is not someone who can ask casually!

Fortunately, the eldest young master didn't mean to care about him, and of course, he didn't mean to explain it to him.

The policeman couldn't help but sighed in relief.

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