COS Dazai Osamu’s I Got Into the Conan Crew

The weather is cloudy today, no wind, no rain and no light.

A gloomy and grey day.

Perfect for tasks.

In a small alley, Gin stood in front of two corpses with an ugly face.

Those were two ordinary looking men and women.

Death makeup is extremely miserable.

"What's the matter." Gin's cold voice made people tremble.

The other members standing aside were uniformly wearing black suits.

Hearing Gin's question, he just shook his head in silence.

"We don't know either. We just came out and the two were killed." Someone said.

"Could it be the hounds from the police..." Someone speculated.

"It can't be the police. Those hounds will only chase after the organization, rather than kill these two people directly." Gin interrupted his guess.

"Zha, it's the people of the organization who died. No matter who made the move, they'll have to pay the price." The silver-haired man said without wavering.

"Yes."

…

Tsushima Shuji returned to school today honestly.

After experiencing being smashed in the face by the love letters in the shoe cabinet, unable to find the textbooks that were pressed down by the bento stuffed in the desk, and the confession in the queue.

It's finally time for school.

He couldn't wait in his heart, but he still wanted to pretend he didn't care and sort out things in a slow manner.

Even if he wanted to run away without anything.

Fortunately, no one stopped him after school, and he left the school smoothly.

He came to the car where Toru Amuro picked him up.

Get into the car quickly.

"Hurry up, hurry up and drive." He hurriedly urged.

For fear of being stopped a second later.

Amuro Toru didn't ask why, and silently did as he did.

Although it was interesting to watch Kao get stopped by his classmates at school and then face them with a different attitude.

But not today.

Amuro sighed after thinking of the message Jinjiu sent him.

Well, but there are still many such opportunities in the future. After all, Kaorta cannot escape the fate of going to school.

Amuro laughed inwardly.

"Bourbon—"

A head suddenly stuck out from beside him, calling him in a faint tone.

Toru Amuro's hand trembled while driving, and the car drove straight out of the S-shaped route.

"Don't scare me suddenly when I'm driving." He said with lingering fears.

"You were snickering in your heart just now." The boy stared blankly at him with dark eyes and a faint tone.

How could it be possible to admit that I was laughing at you?

No, as a mature adult, it is impossible for me to do such a thing.

"No." Amuro Toru raised a cheerful and kind smile.

"Shut up."

As long as Shuji Tsushima stared at him, he maintained that smile for as long as he did. After a long time, Shuji Tsushima felt bored and silently shrank back.

Toru Amuro let out a sigh of relief.

He reached out and rubbed his face.

She almost froze her face from laughing.

"Speaking of which, Jinjiu asked me to take you to find him." Amuro started talking about business.

"Huh?" Tsushima Shuji raised his head.

"Well, he didn't say the reason, he just asked me to take you there." Anshitoo said helplessly.

"Then I'm busy tonight." Tsushima Shuji said tiredly.

"I haven't finished the game yet! Damn it!" He sighed sadly.

It turns out that you are worried that your game will not be cleared?

Are games more important than tasks in your heart?

Bourbon, who finally became a member of the code name, asked frantically in his heart.

Toru Amuro: If you talk less to Kaa, it's easy to be angry to death.

…

"Gin let us come here..." Amuro glanced at the old neighborhood around him.

He walked around a little alley.

He saw gin and vodka standing in front, with two corpses lying under their feet.

"This is?" Amuro asked.

"Peripheral members of the organization."

"I was found dead here today." Gin replied indifferently.

"Where's the kid Kaor?" he asked.

"Here and here." The boy who suddenly appeared on the container beside him lowered his head and played games obsessively, while responding absentmindedly.

"Come and see these two corpses." Gin didn't care about the other party's game behavior, and commanded.

"Yes." He stood up and squatted in front of the corpse while playing games.

Taking time to look at the corpse.

"It's just an organization of ordinary gangsters. These two guys offended some gangsters. Really, the combat power of the peripheral members is too poor." He frowned and said impatiently.

"After all, they are only ordinary peripheral members, most of them are ordinary people, and it is impossible to require the same combat power as regular members." Toru Amuro explained aside.

"Can you tell which organization it is?" Gin asked.

"Hey? How could I have heard of that kind of small organization, why don't you ask someone to find out which gangster these two people have offended recently." Tsushima Shuji said casually.

"Forget it, based on your efficiency, I don't want to work overtime." He looked at the big words "Victory" displayed on the phone screen and stood up.

"Zhongye, investigate the surveillance videos of these two member companies and their homes, and find the target who had an argument with them." He said to the phone.

"Got it." The boy's irritable response came from the other end of the phone.

Shuji Tsushima sat lazily on the container beside him, looking at the distinct gin, vodka and bourbon standing on the left and right.

"Hey? Is this the competition within the organization? Give it up, Bourbon, you can't beat gin."

"Gin is a workaholic who only sleeps four hours a day, and is doing tasks at other times. You have to be a waiter in a cafe every day. No matter how you think about it, you can't beat him." Tsushima Shuji said.

"How do you know if you don't try this kind of thing?" Bourbon smiled provocatively at Gin.

Jin Jiu also pulled out a murderous smile, and said coldly, "Then you can try it."

Tsushima Shuji looked at the two people who were arguing with swords, and fell into silence with the naive vodka who didn't understand the situation.

It turns out that as a model worker in the organization, is there anyone who wants to compete with Jinjiu?

"I found the video of those two guys arguing with someone." The voice from the phone interrupted the atmosphere filled with gunpowder smoke.

"Aah~www.novelmt.com~ This pattern..." Tsushima Shuji looked at the arm tattooed in the video...loach? The man with the dragon tattoo touched his chin.

"I haven't seen it before." He smiled cheerfully and optimistically.

Gin & Bourbon: Then why are you smiling so happily?

Vodka: As expected of Kao.

"Ask those street gangsters, they always know." Tsushima Shuji jumped out of the container and said indifferently.

"Let's go, look for a place where there are many gangsters, I know where it is." He said mysteriously.

"Let someone collect the corpses for them. After all, they are members of the organization. It would be too pitiful if no one cares." He seemed to be sympathetic.

Neither Gin nor Bourbon refuted his intentions, they were definitely going to collect the corpse.

After all, he is a member of the organization, so it would be inappropriate for someone to follow these two people to find the organization.

"Sa, it's here, you wait here for me, I'll ask." He jumped out of the car happily.

Gin and Bourbon, watching where he went, fell silent.

Pachinko... This guy Kao... didn't he really go to play?

But there are a lot of gangsters here, they have already seen it.

After all, in and around the store, there are young people with colorful hair, all showing tattoos on their arms.

It didn't take long for Kaa to run out of the store.

"I asked, this tattoo belongs to the Mud Dragon Society."

"It's just a small gang of forty people." He got into the car and said bored.

"Just get rid of them tonight," he offered flatly.

No one objected.

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