COS Dazai Osamu’s I Got Into the Conan Crew

The body is so heavy.

I feel dizzy.

"It's so cold..." He turned over and murmured.

[Host! You have a fever! ] The system hurriedly reminded.

[Hmm... take a leave of absence from the school for me. ] He said in a daze.

[Let me sleep for a while, just a little sleep will be fine. ]

[It would be even better if I could die in my sleep without pain. ] His heart responds to the system like this.

[…] The system quiets down.

Honestly pretending to be a guardian, he called Diguang and asked for leave on behalf of the host.

In fact, he also has medicine that can directly treat Shuji Tsushima, but he has been rejected countless times.

Because the host said it.

"In this world, pain is the only thing that makes me feel alive and human, that keeps me awake."

"The medicine that makes me lose my pain is poison to me." The boy smiled, his iris-colored eyes were empty.

But in the blink of an eye, he had another attitude, smiling, without the slightest emptiness from the previous moment.

"How about it? Osamu Dazai should have such an attitude, right? Hahaha my cosplay is absolutely perfect~"

Even the system couldn't tell whether it was a role-playing line or the host's true inner thoughts.

All the system can do is to obey the host's command, nothing more.

The air conditioner in the room was turned on silently.

Shuji Tsushima was woken up abruptly by the vibrating cell phone today.

His mobile phone was originally silent, and he only turned on message reminders for special personnel.

Among them is gin.

After all, the only person responsible for contacting him on Nihong's side is Gin.

He opened his phone and glanced at the unread messages.

Text message at 6:40.

[Task ****——gin]

[Today's execution task is under your command. ——gin]

[By the way, let’s get to know the code members on Neon’s side. ——gin]

And the latest text message at 10:30.

[It's downstairs, come down quickly when you wake up. ——gin]

Gin is an obsessive-compulsive disorder, manifested in every way.

For example, when he sends a text message, he chooses the exact time, such as the first text message at 6:40, 10 minutes, 20 minutes, 30 minutes, 40 minutes, 50 minutes, or exactly 6:00, it doesn’t matter.

However, a number like 11.21.31 is absolutely not acceptable.

And even though he is left-handed, he often trains his right-handed flexibility.

Wait for a series of bad problems.

Although he was mercilessly complaining about the other party in his heart, he still got out of bed slowly.

"The school has asked for leave again. I guess the whole school knows about Osamu Tsushima's character design for treating the sick." He thought helplessly.

But he didn't care too much, after all, this was indeed the character he wanted to create.

He poked his phone and texted Gin back.

[Got it - cahors]

After washing and changing clothes, he went out wearing a black mask and a black wide-brimmed hat that had been placed on the coat rack and had never been worn before.

Silently got into the Porsche parked at the door.

"Kayo, what's wrong with you?" Vodka asked worriedly as he glanced at the boy who was dressed differently from usual.

"Little...cold...Aqiu." Before he could say anything, he sneezed solidly.

"Tsk." Qin Jiu was speechless impatiently.

"Vodka, drive," he ordered.

"Okay, big brother." He glanced worriedly at the tightly wrapped boy sitting in the back again, and started the car obediently.

If Kayo catches a cold and has a fever and burns out his brain...

Will the BOSS be blamed on the elder brother...

Vodka was extremely anxious, for fear that Kayo's illness would burn out his brain, causing his elder brother to be disliked by the BOSS for wearing small shoes.

"This is the members who will join the mission later, you are in charge of directing their actions." Gin Jiu sent him a document.

"Contact them yourself," he said.

There is no worry that the other party will not be able to contact other people.

"It's best that your condition doesn't affect this mission." The silver-haired man spoke mercilessly.

"Don't worry, it's just a simple task." Kayo said in a slightly hoarse voice that became a little bit hoarse due to a cold.

"It's better like this." Qin Jiu sneered.

At the same time, other people's mobile phones received text messages from Cahors.

[This mission is under my command throughout, you don’t need to question it, just do what I say without hesitation——cahors]

Another member I haven't seen before, Cahors, black wine? What kind of person would it be?

The police undercover Bourbon's eyes darkened.

"Where's your contact headset?" After sending the message, Shuji Tsushima, who was in a daze, realized it.

[There is a button on the side of the mobile phone issued by the organization, press it, and a contact headset will appear, and you can communicate in real time with the headset——cahors]

At the beginning, he invented such a thing because it was convenient, and it was put in the mobile phone when not in use, and just took it out when in use.

Unless you lost your phone too...

Then you can't be saved, just wait to die.

And Gin, as a model worker in the organization, he must have some.

The few people who received the text message on the other side tried to find it, and found a button on the right side of the phone that could not be seen without looking carefully. It could only be opened with a pin or other pointed things.

After opening, a small compartment appeared, and there was indeed a miniature oblate earphone inside, which was the same size. If it was put in the ear, would it really not fall off?

[You can try to pinch it into the shape and size you want, and the baffle of the compartment can also be removed as hanging ears—cahors]

Bourbon picked up the mini headset with serious eyes, and rubbed it with his hands.

He saw the headset, which was barely visible at first, gradually swelled at his fingertips, from a small point to a small ball.

Put it in your ear, and you can hear voices from other people.

"Your headset isn't missing, is it?" said a low, hoarse and panting voice.

"Heh." A cold, murderous sneer, this is the voice of Gin.

Then the one who spoke just now is the commander of this operation, Cahors?

"Actually...cough cough cough..."

"Actually, I prepared a spare for you. It's behind the phone, look for it carefully...cough cough cough" It was only a short sentence, and the other party coughed so hard that he could hardly breathe.

You can hear the other party's discomfort through the voice.

However, if you get sick while doing a task, Gin will not be so tolerant and kind to you.

He only cares about whether the mission will be affected.

"Tsk." He heard Qin Jiu startled impatiently.

"Troublesome brat." Qin Jiu said so.

Maybe in the next second, Cahors, who is the commander, will lose his status as the commander this time.

Bourbon thought so.

"Vodka, go, buy medicine for this brat." Gin ordered Vodka impatiently.

"Yes! Brother!" Vodka ran out without complaint.

Organize Undercover Bourbon: ? ? ? ?

Are you that gin I know?

Shouldn't you have pulled out a gun and killed a retard like him?

what are you doing? ? ?

"Ah, the scenery here is really amazing...Aqiu...it's wrong." said the voice on the opposite side that seemed to be Cahors.

"Don't even think about jumping out of here in front of me."

"Suicide is also considered a form of betrayal. Do you want to betray the organization? Kayo." Gin said.

"No, Aqiu... jumping down is too scary for me, ahem...he's bloody and bloody, and it must be very painful." He managed to finish his sentence.

Jump off a building? suicide? betray?

Cahors has the idea of ​​betraying the organization? Even at the expense of death?

But why did he become a commander...

Amuro couldn't figure it out.

"Brother, I'm back." Vodka came back with a bag of cold medicine.

"Come on, Kayo, it won't hurt after taking the medicine." Vodka said as if treating a child.

Shuji Tsushima: ………

"No, I refuse, I don't want to take medicine." Three consecutive refusals.

"Eat it yourself, or I'll feed it to you, choose one." Qin Jiu said coldly.

Bourbon heard the sound of being loaded, and could imagine the scene over there from a long distance away.

It must be Gin pointing a gun at the opponent's head... or something.

"Ouch, it's so unpalatable..." In the end, he obediently took the medicine.

There is no way, it is impossible to be drugged, and he is not Kudo Shinichi!

"Protect your brain well, Kayo, the boss takes care of it very much, it's a treasure of our organization." Gin said meaningfully.

Toru Amuro:? ? ? ?

You covet other people's brains? ? ? Sure enough, criminal organizations are great and have no bottom line.

The one who was going to be killed this time was an official. As for the reason, Shuji Tsushima didn't bother to ask.

It is nothing more than offending the people of the organization, or affecting the interests of the organization.

Today happened to be the speech conference where the other party was elected.

Still in the open air.

"Bourbon, now you go to touch the man in the blue shirt in the porcelain venue." Toru Amuro looked at the location the other party said, and he saw a man in the blue shirt.

Plain clothes arranged by the police.

Damn it, how could it be discovered so quickly.

"Got it." In order not to arouse suspicion, he replied in the contact channel.

"Trinidad, the third man from left to right is the target. When I say shoot, don't hesitate."

Trinidad? Another bottle of wine that I heard for the first time...

How many code-named members of the organization he does not know.

Amuro gritted his teeth.

"Bourbon, go up." He rushed up according to the order, and accidentally bumped into the plainclothes, just as the other side was wrong.

"Trinidad."

"Bang—" The target's temple was pierced by bullets, his head exploded, and his headless body lay on the podium.

The blood from the bullet through the temple splashed on the curtain of the podium.

With the deep bullet as the stamen, a red and white flower blooms.

And the plainclothes who had just been bumped by Toru Amuro was also shot through the forehead by a bullet at the same time.

Blood even splashed on Toru Amuro's body.

"Trinidad, leave your current position."

"Bourbon, turn left and keep going, there is a brown cardboard box on the right, take off your blood-stained coat and throw it in, and walk another hundred meters."

"Okay, the mission is over, that's it."

Hearing the voice in the headset, Amuro came back to his senses, only to realize that he had left the scope of the crime scene and came to a street full of people.

At the same time, a woman wearing a peaked cap brushes past him.

"Urgent report, Mr. Fujiwara of our country was attacked by a sniper from a mysterious organization while speaking at the meeting today..."

"Unfortunately, the congressman and the police who protected him died unfortunately."

"According to the sniper location found, it can be known that the sniper who killed the congressman killed the congressman at a distance of 1,000 yards, which is 915 meters..."

"On the other side, the sniper who killed the policeman, the location where he sniped has not yet been found."

...

"Take me home, I want to sleep." Shuji Tsushima said lying on the back seat.

"Vodka, drive."

After the task is completed, the gin wine is still relatively easy to talk about.