COS Dazai Osamu’s I Got Into the Conan Crew

Shuji Tsushima also felt the scrutinizing eyes from behind.

In fact, not only him, but the other three felt it too.

But the four of them didn't look back, they just acted like they didn't notice anything.

Edogawa Conan felt that these four people were even more suspicious.

He silently pricked up his ears to listen to the conversation of the four people, while paying attention to Mao Lilan beside him.

Mao Lilan is chatting with the director at the moment.

The director introduced himself as Kawabata Shiro, a... little-known director.

At least Edogawa has never heard of the other party, nor has he seen the works taken by the other party.

When the other party invited Mao Lilan to become an actor, Edogawa Conan still held the attitude of being indifferent, listening and watching.

After the screenwriter said there would be an intimate plot, Edogawa Conan froze for a moment.

He didn't bother to eavesdrop on the four suspicious guys anymore, and quickly focused on Mao Lilan beside him.

"Being an actor is not for you! Absolutely not!" Edogawa Conan said loudly.

Intimacy? What intimacy scene? to what extent? holding hands? kiss? or deeper?

Don't even think about it!

"Yes, yes, this is not suitable for you." Mori Kogoro nodded again and again.

"I also think... Let's forget it..." Mao Lilan also hesitated.

She has never been in a relationship, and she really can't accept making intimate scenes with others for a while.

Edogawa Conan heaved a sigh of relief, and hung up his heart.

Finally, I have the time to pay attention to the four people over there.

But found that the four people over there started punching while eating.

The voices of the four people were very strange, at least in Edogawa Conan's memory, he had never heard a similar voice.

but…

For some reason, Edogawa Conan felt that the four figures were very familiar.

It's like seeing it somewhere.

Where is it?

strangeness…

He stared at the four black lacquers seriously and thought.

Shuji Tsushima, who was pitch-black, looked at the other three pitch-black, and said in a voice that didn't belong to him, as if he had throat cancer: "It's delicious!"

The tone is very different from this throat cancer-like voice and lively.

Conan Edogawa felt that this tone seemed familiar.

how to say…

A familiar figure quickly appeared in his mind.

The expression on his face immediately became subtle.

Could it be...

No way?

But shouldn't it be three people? Why are there four people?

Why is there one more person?

This guy won't have an extra bodyguard, right?

"What have you been looking at, Conan?" Mao Lilan followed Edogawa Conan's eyes to look at the people at the other table suspiciously.

It was also the only table other than theirs.

I also saw four dark figures.

When seeing the four dark figures, Mao Lilan subconsciously came up with some kind of intuition.

"That is... Tsushima-kun?" Mao Lilan was a little uncertain.

But her intuition was crazily reminding her that it was Shuji Tsushima.

"Sure enough, sister Xiaolan, you also think that person is very similar to brother Tsushima, I don't know if it is." Edogawa Conan said innocently.

"I'm not sure either..." Mao Lilan looked at the four in the dark with hesitation.

The four pitch-black ones seemed to have not heard, and they were still speaking in a voice as if they had throat cancer.

At first, I thought throat cancer was some kind of infectious disease, so all four of them got it.

"Tsushima? Are you talking about that kid? Why, that kid appeared?" Mori Kogoro suddenly said loudly, looking around for something.

"I didn't see that kid and his two bodyguards." Mori Kogoro looked around, completely ignoring the four pitch-black ones, and muttered.

"This... the Tsushima you two were talking about just now... which Tsushima is it?" When the other people at the table heard the surname Tsushima, they exchanged glances.

It's hard to blame them for being so cautious all of a sudden.

It's just because the investor who bought the script is Tsushima Club.

So much so that when they subconsciously heard the word Tsushima, they would involuntarily pay attention.

"Of course it's that kid named Shuji Tsushima, I'm his senior..." Mori Kogoro started to yell loudly after drinking some wine.

With a hint of showing off.

Immediately, the eyes of the other people at the table changed slightly, with a little respect.

Conan Edogawa stared at Kogoro Mori, who was pouring wine and started talking loudly about Shuji Tsushima as a junior, with double dead fish eyes, and put his delicate eyes on the four black lacquers.

The four black lacquers not only didn't care, they even seemed to be having a good time playing guessing boxing.

I didn't pay attention to Mori Kogoro at all.

Edogawa Conan sighed, and was about to say something, but found Shiro Kawabata, the director, suddenly slapped the table and stood up.

Everyone thought he was angry because of something, and even Kogoro Mori, who was still bragging, woke up instantly.

However, Kawabata Shiro just pinched his neck with both hands, as if he was struggling to breathe, and finally lowered his head and hit the table, his body lost his strength and fell to the ground.

So the lively atmosphere of everyone chatting disappeared in an instant.

Even the four black lacquers who were addicted to guessing games stopped.

"You shouldn't be caught running away now." One of the laryngeal cancer patients said so.

"Anyway, no one knows us dressed like this, and it doesn't matter if we run away." Another throat cancer patient suspected of Shuji Tsushima spoke.

"Then we..." said the third patient with laryngeal cancer and stood up.

"Brother Tsushima—" Edogawa Conan instantly rushed forward and hugged someone.

Shuji Tsushima being hugged: ...

Dirty dirty, I'm dirty.

"Tsushima?"

"Tsushima—!"

"Is that Tsushima?"

Everyone cast their gazes in unison.

Even if a corpse fell on the ground, people still focused more on the legendary Shuji Tsushima.

"You have admitted the wrong person." The tightly wrapped laryngeal cancer patient spoke calmly and naturally.

"He wears so much and doesn't dare to show his face. There must be something wrong with this guy." Mori Kogoro looked at the dark Shuji Tsushima, so sure.

"Could it be some fugitive?" He rubbed his chin and guessed. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

"A fugitive?!" The eyes of the group of people instantly became vigilant.

Conan Edogawa smiled awkwardly.

"Impossible, how could a fugitive come to this kind of restaurant to eat openly..." the elementary school student said.

"That's why they hide their faces tightly!" Mouri Kogoro strengthened his opinion on the contrary.

"No one is allowed to leave! Come over often!" He warned in a deep voice.

Then when he turned his head, he showed a wild smile.

So what if it's Shuji Tsushima, who made that brat hide without showing his face.

Have the ability to show your face and refute.

"...Tch—" Shuji Tsushima breathed out.

He is well aware of Kogoro Mori's little pranks.

So he silently lay on the table, acting as a qualified mushroom.