COS Dazai Osamu’s I Got Into the Conan Crew

"I found it, this is the hotel..."

Shuji Tsushima looked at the hotel road with the words "Tokyama Hotel" written on the wooden sign.

He ran to the door of the hotel in three or two steps, pushed in, and Toru Amuro followed behind with a suitcase.

"Hello, I booked a room at your hotel before..." Tsushima Shuji took a set of keys at the front desk.

Toru Amuro: Why do you only order one? Hey, the organization won't give you money! The purse of gin is still with you!

"Because tomorrow is the festival, there are not enough rooms, and the hotels here are basically double rooms." The boy hopped up the stairs and explained with his back to him.

"I will never snort and grind my teeth when I sleep~ Don't worry." The wooden floor made a thump, thump, thump, thump.

"Hurry up and keep up, you can go to see the arrangement of tomorrow's festival in advance when you put your things away."

"Yes Yes."

…

"Hey... The festival hasn't started yet, but there are so many people? Really..." The young man looked at the road where people came and went, and said listlessly.

"Go back, Bourbon." He said in a low mood.

"Aren't you going to continue?" Amuro asked transparently.

"I don't want it, wow, there is no fun at all, but I have to be with so many people, I refuse!" The young man said righteously.

"Go back, go back, go back, go back, go back, go back..." He whispered.

"There's really no way..." It was the other party who was clearly eager to come out, and it was the other party who was clamoring to go back now.

Bourbon: What a wayward brat.

"It's so boring, so boring, so boring." The teenager who went back to the hotel room began to be so bored that he rolled on the bed again.

"Bourbon, do you play games?" He suddenly sat up from the bed with a very serious expression.

"Don't play?" Amuro answered tentatively.

"No, you're playing." The boy shook his head, speaking in a sincere tone.

Bourbon: ? ? So what else can I say?

"Please, please, please, Bourbon is a good person. He must not have the heart to watch me bored to the point of death."

Tsushima Shuji threw a tall hat at you.

You took the tall hat.

You downloaded the game.

"Bourbon milk me! Milk me! Damn it! Come on! These trash teammates!"

"Ah... I lost." Tsushima Shuji's eyes were dead, and he fell on the bed as if he had no nostalgia for this world.

Toru Amuro hesitated.

"One more round?" He tentatively asked.

"Okay!" The boy sat up and cheered.

Toru Amuro: I'm really stupid, really.

So, the two of them played games in the hotel for one night.

With dark circles under their eyes, the two of them stared at the screen of the phone, tapped their fingers, and poked violently with a storm.

It wasn't until the people at the hotel brought breakfast food that they realized that they had played games all night.

"I can't do it anymore...Bourbon..." The boy opened his eyes in a trance.

"Ah." Bourbon also opened his mouth in a dejected and meaningless response.

Are you so tired of playing games? ? ? I think he was also a good employee who stayed up all night to do the task!

Why do I feel exhausted after just playing games all night, and my fingers are shaking unnaturally.

"I'm going to sleep..." the boy said, and fell on the bed.

All night long to pursue sudden death or something...

Next time, let's talk about it next time.

"Ah." Bourbon still answered meaninglessly and fell on his bed.

Absolutely, stop playing games with Kaa!

…

After sleeping like this, it was time for dinner.

The festival is about to begin.

The boy who looked exhausted in the morning woke up in a good mood again.

He quickly changed into the white crane patterned kimono.

"Tou-Jun is so slow, I don't want to wait for you, just a little." He said and ran out of the room.

Toru Amuro, who was left in the room: ...

I don't know why, but I've already gotten used to it.

He silently changed into a brown kimono and followed him out the door.

The festival has already started, and there are shops with lanterns hanging all around.

Men and women come and go in various kimonos.

With balloons or candy apples in hand, the kid chases and laughs.

The atmosphere is harmonious and the scene is beautiful.

There is quite a feeling of gods and demons walking in time.

but! From this road, he found another road, and still did not see the figure of Tsushima Shuji.

Bourbon: ... tired.

"...the so-called first night festival in the world...it's..."

He heard a familiar voice, and when he turned around, he saw three familiar figures.

The Maori Kogoro father and daughter whom I met at the museum last time, and the boy with strange eyes.

"Ah, isn't that Mr. Amuro who was with Tsushima-kun? Could it be that Tsushima-kun is here too?" Mourilan, who was looking at the surrounding shops, also saw Toru Amuro on the side.

"Miss Mori, have you seen Tsushima-kun?" Amuro stepped forward and asked.

"No...Is Tsushima-kun also here?" Maurilan wondered.

Amuro smiled helplessly and spread his hands: "Actually, the two of us arrived yesterday, but when I was changing clothes, he left first, and when I came out after changing clothes, he was nowhere to be found. ."

"Is Tsushima-kun actually gone?" Maurilan asked worriedly.

Kudo Shinichi: Oh, that kid is not a kid who can get lost, so there is nothing to worry about.

"That guy will probably go back to the hotel when he is tired, don't worry." Kogoro Mouri said with a see-through expression.

At this moment, a man came over.

"Hello, can you take a picture for me?" The man in a white suit walked towards Mao Lilan and handed her a camera.

"Yes, yes..." Xiao Lan took over the camera~www.NovelMTL.com~ Actually, these photos are all prepared to be used as information..." The man said.

"My name is Saijing Shunichi, I'm a writer." He introduced himself.

"Huh?!" Mao Lilan looked at the dark complexion of the other party in shock.

"I thought you were a reporter," she said.

"Well, you should know about Imai's total number." The man in the white suit explained helplessly.

"If it's Imai's total number, then I know, I've read the novels he wrote." Xiaolan said in a surprised tone.

"But if Imai counts the total, I remember that the author is Imtake Zhi..." Mouri Kogoro rubbed his chin and thought.

"Imatake and I are friends, and the pseudonyms that Imai used were the two of us that we used together." Said Nobuichi explained.

"Hello, the police officer in Shimo Saitama, there is an incident that requires your cooperation in the investigation." A man in a brown suit stepped forward and held Saijing Xuanyi's shoulder, and took out the police officer from the inner pocket of his suit. certificate.

"My surname is Henggou, your roommate Jin Zhuzhi was killed in the room, please come with me." Police officer Henggou said.

"What?! Imatake he... was killed...?" Saijing Xuanyi couldn't believe it.

Bourbon beside him: ...why do I feel that since I met Kaa, he can run into murders wherever he goes...

"Which hotel is it?" Amuro asked.

"Ah, the hotel where Mr. Sejing and the deceased Mr. Imatake stayed is the barrel hotel." Police Officer Henggou thought for a while.

Toru Amuro: …

"Then let's go back together, shouldn't it be a coincidence, I also live in that hotel." He teased himself melancholy.

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