COS Dazai Osamu’s I Got Into the Conan Crew

[Remember to come and pick me up~ cahors (Cahors)]

The man who was busy doing the task smashed the target's head with a shot and then quietly evacuated.

Turned on the phone in the car.

The next second he wanted to throw the phone out of the car window.

[If you are late...—cahors (Cahors)]

The other party's unfinished words were clearly understood by the man.

This is a blatant threat.

"Why don't you stay in America and don't come back—!" The man slammed on the accelerator.

Why is that troublesome brat of Khal coming back!

…

[I brought you a gift~cahors (Cahors)]

The silver-haired man looked at the news and smiled disdainfully.

Gift? It's more or less troublesome for him.

"Brother, what gift will Kaa bring you?" Vodka on the side was curious and expectant.

"You want?" Gin asked back.

"No, no." Vodka shook his head quickly.

How dare he ask for a gift from Kao to Brother Gin.

"That kid..." Jin Jiu sneered, but didn't say the next words.

…

"Yo~ Tou-kun~ long time no see~" Tsushima Shuji got off the plane with the wheelchair pushed by the bodyguard, and saw the blond man standing beside the car waiting.

He immediately raised a hand to greet him, his tone exuberant.

Shuji Tsushima: Someone can persecute again~

No one can persecute in the United States, and persecuting the adoptive father has no sense of accomplishment at all.

You have to play with a group of people.

so boring~

"Hehe, yes, long time no see." Amuro said with a smile.

No wonder! It hasn't been a month!

In such a short time, he has not enjoyed enough freedom!

but…

He looked at the boy in a wheelchair who was different from before, in a white suit and in a wheelchair, lost in thought.

Kao this is...

Playing paralyzed?

And that box...

what is it?

He stared at the black box placed on his lap and wrapped around one hand, his eyes puzzled.

That's a... girl's vanity box?

It is also inlaid with red gems.

"Did you bring a present to anyone?" he couldn't help asking.

"Huh?" Tsushima Shuji followed his gaze to the box in his arms.

"It's true that I brought you gifts..." He nodded.

"But this is not a gift." He touched the box and shook his head.

"Then this is..." Amuro was confused.

"It contains my uncle's ashes." Tsushima Shuji sighed silently with gloomy eyes.

Oh, the urn...—! !

You went to America and your uncle died?

Toru Amuro: Looking at.jpg

The **** of death who often encounters cases, is it you or the Maori family...

Amuro Toru looked at Shuji Tsushima suspiciously.

"The FBI is already investigating the case." Tsushima Shuji said helplessly.

"But they couldn't find the murderer either." He sighed.

"Haha." Amuro smiled.

Isn't it normal that the FBI can't find the murderer?

But... What kind of case did Kao encounter, even the FBI got involved.

He looked at the urn held by the other side, thinking inwardly.

…

"Trouble-kun, please push the wheelchair for me." Tsushima Shuji said politely and politely.

"...No problem." Amuro Toru forced a smile.

Was Kaa the real lame or the fake lame?

Can you walk?

He thought for a while and pretended to accidentally bump into a corner.

Looking at Tsushima Shuji who fell forward due to inertia.

Let me see if you really can't walk.

Under his gaze, Tsushima Shuji's legs didn't move and fell straight towards the ground.

The other party subconsciously hugged the urn in his arms.

Toru Amuro: ...No way... This kid Kaor...

He stretched out his hand and grabbed the other's collar, pushing him back into the wheelchair.

"Really, Tou-kun, be careful, I almost fell." Tsushima Shuji opened his eyes and looked at himself, complaining dissatisfied.

"Who knows that you really can't walk anymore." Amuro said in a cool tone.

"Ah—" Tsushima Shuji sighed deeply.

"All this... a long story." He looked melancholy.

It seems that there is an inexplicable story behind it.

Pushing open the door of the apartment, he saw three people sitting on the sofa.

Gin, Vodka and Scotch.

"Yo, gin~Vodka~Scotland~Long time no see~" Shuji Tsushima waved to them cheerfully.

"Who did it?"

Gin frowned as he looked at Shuji Tsushima in a wheelchair, and subconsciously touched the gun on his waist.

"What's wrong with you, Kao?" Vodka asked worriedly.

"Kaor you..." Scotland looked worried.

"There was an explosion abroad...my leg..." The teenager in the wheelchair looked sad.

"The doctor said that I might not have a chance to stand up... it hurts..." He was talking with a sad look in his eyes.

Gin stepped forward and pulled him by the collar and dragged him up.

He immediately struggled on all fours to try to escape.

"Continue to pretend?" Gin sneered.

"Hey~" Tsushima Shuji smiled innocently and righteously.

"A welcome gift for everyone!" He said without panic and reason.

"Don't scare us." Scotland said helplessly.

"Kao really scared me." Vodka smiled.

Brother Gin was probably also frightened.

"Haha..." Bourbon sneered expressionlessly.

Damn it, give my sympathy back!

"What is this box?" Gin asked, holding the black box in one hand.

"The urn." Tsushima Shuji said casually.

"Whose?" Gin frowned.

"Of course it's Uncle's." Tsushima Shuji said casually.

"..." Gin looked at the urn in his hand and put it on the table silently.

Tsushima Shuji's uncle...

The identity of Haruhiko Oba was forged, and that identity was used by the adult at the beginning.

It seems that the identity is scrapped this time.

"I was shot in the United States and went to the emergency room several times." The boy's tone was pitiful.

"I almost died in the United States and can't come back." He said with fear.

"Shot?" Gin looked at him.

"You did it on purpose, I'm afraid you still think the bullet was not accurate enough to let you survive." Jin Jiu looked clear and disdainful.

"Ah..." The boy blinked.

"As expected of gin~" He smiled with a deep look in his eyes.

"By the way, I have to offer this box..." Tsushima Shuji said, putting the urn on the shelf beside him.

Then turned out the censer, fine incense and a few candles.

Put a few more fruits on the side of the box.

After thinking about it, he took out a photo of Haruhiko Oba and pasted it on the urn.

Bye bye pretending.

"It's a good journey, uncle." He said sadly.

"This is Kaa, your uncle..." Scotland looked at the man in the photo.

Black hair, dark eyes, and a gentle smile.

But it gives a very similar feeling to Kao...

What does it feel like?

Scotland is lost in thought~www.novelmt.com~ Ah, my uncle, Haruhiko Oba. " Tsushima Shuji nodded.

"It's also my last relative."

"Of course, I don't have any relatives now." The boy sighed helplessly.

"Isn't that Maeda Ritsu your brother?" Bourbon asked aside.

"..." Tsushima Shuji was silent for a moment.

"He's not my brother, he's clearly thinking about how to inherit the Tsushima Club after killing me, oh, now there's one more Ellander." Tsushima Shuji complained.

Bourbon: But you don't look sad at all—! !