COS Dazai Osamu’s I Got Into the Conan Crew

Edogawa Conan opened his eyes in the darkness.

Aware of the drowsiness and powerlessness that still filled his body, he stood up unsteadily.

His hands were tied behind his back.

The fat woman is not here.

So……

That fellow Tsushima who was with him at the time, where is he now?

He looked around but did not see Shuji Tsushima.

Jumped on the table and looked outside.

It's the second floor of a remote house.

Damn it!

What on earth are they trying to do!

"It's really thanks to you, otherwise that kid would have escaped." A fat woman's voice came from outside the room.

Edogawa Conan hurried to the door and observed the outside through the small hole in the door.

"Indeed, it's really thanks to him, but you're too careless." A man wearing a dark blue cape with a stand-up collar, a top hat and a white evil mask said in a low voice.

! ! !

Be organized!

how come……

"Oh, I didn't expect that guy to come to me for help." Another deep, familiar, and emotionless voice sounded.

this is……

Conan Edogawa tried to open his eyes wide to see.

But he saw Shuji Tsushima, dressed in black, sitting on the sofa with an expressionless face.

The pair of exposed left eyes were emotionless, dark and dead.

how come……

That Tsushima guy...

Are you with them? ! !

Damn it!

So it turns out that he has been targeted by the organization? !

Kudo Shinichi clenched his fists.

"Speaking of this, I just want to laugh. That brat is really naive. Are you sure he is Kudo Shinichi, a high school student detective?" The fat woman said with a smug smile.

"It can't be wrong, it's him. He should have taken the medicine developed by the organization to shrink his body into what it is now." The man wearing the mask said in a hoarse voice.

"Indeed, he is Kudo Shinichi." Sitting on the sofa, Shuji Tsushima also affirmed this fact.

"Are you going to kill him?" The boy in black said in a low voice, his kite-colored left eye was dull, and his body was full of darkness.

"No, let's just keep watching." The masked man said.

Damn...

"Is the kid awake?" the woman asked.

Kudo Shinichi watched the masked man walking towards the room, and immediately lay down on the ground pretending to faint.

"Not yet." The man walked outside the room, observed through the opening on the door and replied.

"I brought a box of tissue medicine, as long as someone takes it, you will know its effect." The masked man held a small silver iron box in one hand, showing half red and half white pills.

Edogawa Conan stared at the medicine box, ready to move.

"Anyway, tomorrow's transaction partner will be killed after the transaction is completed." The masked man said ruthlessly.

"The trading time is 13 o'clock tomorrow, let's sleep well tonight." The man said.

The woman and the man laughed wildly, and the boy on the sofa sneered sinisterly.

The aura of the villain filled this space.

...

Kudo Shinichi, who searched for clues in the house for a long time, followed the clues to Mihua Hotel, and found the room number in the parking lot of the hotel.

After trying my best to coax a child, he successfully sneaked into the room where they were doing business.

Then he was grabbed out of the cabinet by a man wearing a mask.

A tall man, a fat woman, a woman wearing a mask, and Shuji Tsushima, who was dressed in black and wrapped in bandages, all stared at a certain elementary school student who was pulled out of the closet.

"Farewell, Kudo Shinichi-senpai." Said Shuji Tsushima in black.

Damn it, Tsushima, you bastard, why! ! !

"Goodbye, high school detective." The masked man said so, pulled out a pistol, and pulled the trigger on Edogawa Conan.

I want, dead?

Kudo Shinichi widened his eyes in despair.

A small arrow hit Conan Edogawa on the head.

Kudo Shinichi: ...

"Sorry, sorry, I really can't pretend anymore." The man wearing the mask couldn't help but took off his mask with a smile.

"...??" Dad?

Edogawa Conan looked confused.

"It's me." The fat woman said as she tore off her entire head along with her hair, revealing a younger and more beautiful face.

Kudo Shinichi: ...Mom?

That tall man...

"It's me, Shinichi." A zipper appeared on the man's chest, and Dr. Ali got out from it.

That Tsushima guy...

Kudo Shinichi looked at Shuji Tsushima at the side.

"Yo." Shuji Tsushima tilted his head and waved at him.

Yo you are big! ! !

You actually followed them to play with me! !

It's too much! ! !

Kudo Shin lay expressionlessly on the sofa.

"No way, the clues I left are meaningless to Xiuzhi..." Yusaku Kudo said helplessly.

"So we can't put you together."

"After all, Xiu Zhi recognized me as soon as he saw me."

"It's different from a high school detective who can't even recognize his own mother." Kudo Yukiko said in a calm tone.

Kudo Shinichi Fisheye: I'm really sorry.

You guys really act like hey, you're so wicked.

wait.

"Mom, why are you called Tsushima Shuji..." Edogawa Conan couldn't help asking.

"You don't call me Brother Tsushima, as expected..." Shuji Tsushima shook his head aside.

Kudo Shinichi: Sure enough, you guys already know my identity! Don't say it yet! Watch me call your brother every day! !

Damn it, brat! !

"Hey, because your father and I met Xiuzhi when we were young." Yukiko Kudo explained.

"At your sister Chris's party."

"When he was young, he was already a genius recognized by your father." Kudo Yukiko boasted.

"Indeed, I was shocked by the degree of his genius at the time." Yusaku Kudo said helplessly.

At that time, he published a new mystery novel, and the children at the banquet, including adults, surrounded him trying to understand the plot and who the murderer was.

Among the crowd full of doubts, the little boy in a small black suit and with a bandage on his right eye stood aside expressionlessly, looking particularly conspicuous.

"Have you read my book? Do you have any questions? Kid." Yusaku Kudo asked gently.

A sentence ready to answer a child's innocent question.

But he heard the boy's cold voice.

"...The murderer is him." He said so.

Yusaku Kudo was stunned for a moment.

He is sure that he did not write the identity of the murderer in the text...

So……

Why would this kid know?

"Why do you think so?" Kudo Yusaku squatted down, stared at the boy, and said seriously.

"...It's too simple." The boy's voice was cold.

But Yusaku Kudo lost his language ability.

"This is really the kid Xiuzhi, but he is the first person to tell me in front of me that the plot of the novel I wrote is too simple, and he can see the truth at a glance." Yusaku Kudo said in admiration.

It was a child temporarily fostered by Chris's friend in the other's home.

After that, he often brought drafts of unpublished works to show to the other party.

That child always had a cold and detached attitude, but he could directly point out the method and the criminal.

Of course evaluations are also different.

"too easy."

"It's not interesting."

"It's kind of fun."

The boy always responded so coldly.

However, the cases that he rated as interesting will trigger thinking and discussions among reasoning enthusiasts around the world.

Those cases are also known as the most difficult cases written by Yusaku Kudo.

However, these cases can only get an interesting evaluation in front of Shuji Tsushima.

Yusaku Kudo knew that the degree of genius of this child was beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

However, not long after, the child's family took him away, and Yusaku Kudo and Yukiko Kudo never saw each other again.

"But Xiuzhi looks exactly the same as when he was a child." Kudo Yukiko said.

After all, it changed from a little boy in a small black suit with bandages to a teenager in a black suit with bandages.

It's almost like zooming in on the scale.

"Shinichi, you should study hard with Shuji." Yusaku Kudo patted Shinichi Kudo on the head and said.

Kudo Shinichi Fisheye: Why should I learn from that guy...

He's a suicidal person...

But... to the extent that even my father would be emotional, what a genius Tsushima is!

Kudo Shinichi was lost in thought.

"It's so dangerous here, why don't you leave with your parents." Kudo Yukiko suggested.

"I have friends at the Joint Police Station, and I will be able to find out the whereabouts of that organization soon..." Yusaku Kudo said flatly.

Shuji Tsushima on the side: ...

Did you mean the fbi? It's useless, it's useless, I can't find it~

"I don't! I want to find out that organization myself!" Edogawa Conan refused loudly.

"But..." Yukiko Kudo worried.

"Forget it, let Shinichi check it himself for the time being." Kudo Yusaku stood up.

"I think there must be other reasons for his reluctance to leave," said meaningfully.

Kudo Shinichi: Dead fish eyes blush.

...

Yukiko Kudo, who became Bumyo Edogawa again, sent Conan Edogawa back to the Mori Detective Agency.

Mori Kogoro, who received a huge check, happily agreed to let Edogawa Conan continue to borrow.

"Here in Japan, Shinichi will ask Shuji to take care of you." Kudo Yukiko and Kudo Yusaku stood in front of Tsushima Shuji.

"I see." Shuji Tsushima glanced at a certain elementary school student and nodded.

I've taken care of him enough, that's why Gin isn't dropping bombs on the Mori Detective Agency now, or flying a helicopter to bomb the agency.

After all, the living are more valuable than the dead.

Especially for experimental subjects.

"Are you still bored?" Yusaku Kudo asked.

The boy froze for a moment.

"No, it seems that on a certain day, it suddenly became interesting." The boy with a bandaged right eye lowered his left eye and chuckled.

It would be nice if it was true.

This world will become interesting one day.

"Really." Yusaku Kudo said softly.

"That's good." He seemed relieved.

"...Hmm." Shuji Tsushima replied in an unclear manner.

"Your state when you were a child made me worry that your overly outstanding talent would bring you ruin..." Yusaku Kudo said earnestly.

[A monstrous genius seems to never escape the end of self-destruction]

[The world seems to never be able to leave their footsteps]

Yukiko Kudo and Yusaku Kudo boarded a flight to the United States.