COS Dazai Osamu’s I Got Into the Conan Crew

night.

The phone of the Maori Detective Agency rang.

"Is that Mr. Maori? I'm Nakai." On the other end of the phone was Mr. Nakai, a reporter who met at the awards ceremony during the day.

"Uncle, he fell asleep..." Edogawa Conan looked at Mouri Kogoro on the ground and said.

Mouri Kogoro was sleeping soundly after drinking.

"Then wake him up, please." Mr. Nakai's voice also sounded like a drunk.

Edogawa Conan tried to wake him up.

However, he couldn't wake up at all.

He had to hide and use the voice changer to answer the phone.

"Hello, I'm Maori, do you have anything to do with me?"

"Mr. Mori, I'm Nakai, let me tell you..."

"If I die...it must be..."

"Ah-" A scream came from the other side.

"Mr. Nakai? Mr. Nakai? What happened?" Edogawa Conan hurriedly asked in Kogoro Mouri's voice.

The phone was hung up.

"Oops..." Edogawa Conan hurriedly called Mouri Kogoro.

It didn't work, couldn't wake up at all.

He had no choice but to take out the business card given by Mr. Nakai during the day from Kogoro Mouri.

Then ran downstairs and stopped a taxi.

"Uncle, drive faster, my father died at home." He hurriedly handed the business card to the driver.

driver:? ? ? ?

"Then sit tight." The enthusiastic driver stepped on the accelerator.

Edogawa Conan's expressions intersect.

Hurry up, hurry up.

…

"Really, you have to force me to attack you..." The man dropped the ashtray in his hand.

Looking at the man who fell to the ground, he said indifferently.

"Just right, there are more coincidental photos."

"I'm really lucky." He sighed.

"Yeah, really lucky." Behind him, someone echoed.

"Who..." The man turned his head in horror, but was pushed to the ground by the person behind him.

"Why do you want to grab my trophy?" the person behind him asked in a leisurely tone.

"I won't get the prize if I kill you..."

"But you'd better die." The man behind him announced grimly.

"Don't, don't kill me, I can give you both the trophy and the watch..." The man who was pressed to the ground, Ryuichi Yanase, panicked.

"I don't like dirty things." The person behind him decisively refused.

"Let you die in the way you arranged for yourself, you must be satisfied."

"No—" Yanase Ryuichi fell into despair.

He just won the award.

The next second, he closed his eyes.

…

Edogawa Conan finally arrived at the scene.

What I saw through the window was a burning red house.

The next moment, the two figures broke the window and fell with flames all over their bodies.

Not far away came the sound of the camera "click" and "click".

And the constantly on flash.

Ryuichi Yanase and Mr. Nakai died on the spot.

"The cause of death was a fall from the sky. Before that, the two deceased had a fight."

"It should be the deceased Yanase Ryuichi who sneaked into the deceased Nakai's house and tried to kill the other party, but was discovered by Nakai, and the two fell from the window together during their fight."

"As for Conan, the camera you mentioned has been confirmed to be the one used by Yanase Ryuichi."

"The timing of taking pictures is probably to capture the picture of Mr. Nakai's death."

"It seems that Yanase Ryuichi's previous photos were also taken with this method..." The policeman in charge of the case rubbed his chin and thought.

"Is that so?" the pupil asked involuntarily.

Is it really?

Indeed it should be.

Ryuichi Yanase sneaked into Mr. Nakai's house and tried to kill him, but was discovered by Mr. Nakai.

During their fight, they fell from the window together.

Both ended in death.

The photos in that camera also proved Yanase Ryuichi's purpose.

But…

Why do I always feel that something is wrong?

What's wrong?

Edogawa Conan was lost in thought.

…

[Photography award winner Yanase Ryuichi's photo turned out to be like this...]

[The photographer who deliberately set fire to take pictures...]

[The truth behind the death of correspondent Kazuo Nakai, winner of the Photography Prize, Ryuichi Yanase…]

Early the next morning, the news scrambled to cover the incident.

Tsushima Detective Agency.

Amuro Toru, Midorikawa Mu and Tsushima Shuji, the three of them sat on the sofa in a row.

Holding the same newspaper in hand.

Then put down the newspaper at the same time.

He picked up the cup on the coffee table and took a sip of tea.

"Sure enough, he died that night." Amuro Toru's tone was full of expectations.

"This is in line with the organization's style." Green Chuan nodded without a cup.

Maybe you will wait for the opportunity to deal with the unpleasant.

But for such ordinary people, there is no need to wait at all.

"Shouldn't it be extremely satisfying to die after becoming famous?" Tsushima Shuji said sincerely, holding a teacup.

What a great ending.

"But most people are afraid of death after they become famous." He said faintly.

[People seek not only eternal life, but the glory of eternal wealth]

"After all, this is the pursuit of most people." Green Chuan Wu said softly.

"But after killing Yanase Ryuichi, Tiamari won't be able to get the award back..." Amuro said in a puzzled tone.

"Tia doesn't care, it's like the code name she's staring at. As long as someone dies and no one uses it, she's happy even if there's no way to change the code name." Tsushima Shuji chuckled.

"But yesterday she told me that only children would care about this."

[Sure enough, only children care about this~ cahors (Cahors)] He tapped his phone.

Didn't see the reply and didn't care.

[But you may be targeted by the detective, although he can't find you. —cahors]

…

Edogawa Conan, looking for clues.

However, no clue could be found.

Why…

Did the two of them really die unexpectedly?

No, there must be other clues.

Where, where is it, **** it!

"What a persevering little detective..." The figure in the shadow smiled meaningfully.

"It's a pity, let me teach you, you don't know how to keep a low profile, but it's very dangerous."

"Little boy, what are you looking for?" A simple and honest man suddenly appeared and asked.

Edogawa Conan looked around where there was no one, and raised the innocent smile of a child.

"Uncle, have you found any strange people?" he asked.

"Strange person? Yes." The honest and honest man nodded affirmatively after thinking for a moment.

"Where? Can you tell me?" Edogawa Conan said immediately.

"Okay." The honest and honest man said with a smile.

"Isn't that you? Little detective—"

A slight voice sounded.

"Too much curiosity is not a good thing."

"High school student detective, Kudo Shinichi."

Edogawa Conan's eyes widened.

The bullet pierced his chest.

how come…

Who the **** is...

He fell to the ground, the blood under his body gradually spreading.

The honest and honest man stood aside and watched each other's eyes gradually lose their luster.

The man slowly picked up the cartridge case beside him.

Edogawa Conan, who will die in a second with a weak breath.

He took out a bottle of healing potion from his body and poured it on the wound.

The flesh and blood on the chest that had been penetrated by the bullet gradually recovered~www.novelmt.com~ and eventually turned into a pale scar.

The man thought for a while, then took out a bottle of spray from his body and sprayed it on the scar.

The scars gradually fade away.

Good, now I can't see anything.

He put the bullet in the other's pocket and left happily.

The guy in Kao said that the other party would be fine with a little lesson, and he didn't need to kill him.

Although he killed the opponent once, but...

Isn't this dead?

Fortunately, the foresight asked Peino to ask for a healing potion.

Although it is cool to do it, it is not easy to explain to Kaa if it really kills people.

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