COS Dazai Osamu’s I Got Into the Conan Crew

Chapter 192 Zai: Come into the water together

Shuji Tsushima met Izayo Mochizuki by a river in New York.

The black-haired girl propped her hands on the guardrail by the river, staring at the river in a daze.

Shuji Tsushima leaned against the railing and looked up at the sky.

"Miss Wangyue thinks, what is the meaning of life?" In the silence, he asked leisurely.

"I don't know the meaning of life." Izayo Mochizuki lowered his head and stared at the river.

"Jealousy, trust, love, hideousness, kindness..."

"Humans are the most complex creatures in the world."

"The meaning of life is different for everyone."

"But the meaning of my life is to live until death comes." The black-haired girl said in a deep tone.

"It's pointless." She looked calm.

This well-born girl who was regarded as a genius by countless people didn't look desperate, just a emptiness visible to the naked eye.

Empty, as if having everything and nothing.

"At least in this point, we are the same." She looked at Shuji Tsushima's bandage.

Raising his right hand, he tore off the bandage around his wrist.

A brown scar was revealed on the wrist.

Very smooth.

"When I was fourteen, I picked up a knife and cut my own wrist. Watching the blood flow more and more, I thought about the meaning of my life."

"I can't think of it." She suddenly laughed.

"After being sent to the hospital, seven or eight stitches were stitched, leaving scars that will never disappear in this life."

"I like this scar very much. Death kissed me." She touched the scar on her wrist.

"You too." She asked Shuji Tsushima.

"Death has kissed me countless times, but then abandoned me." Shuji Tsushima leaned against the railing, blowing the wind with his eyes closed.

"I'm going back to my own world." Izayo Mochizuki climbed over the railing.

"Farewell, Tsushima-kun."

She jumped into the river.

Shuji Tsushima stood by the river, watching the girl's figure being swallowed by the river with a blank expression.

There was another sound of water.

He also entered the water.

Izayo Mochizuki opened his eyes underwater and saw another peaceful figure not far away.

The other party also opened his eyes.

The black eyes and the iris-colored left eye looked at each other in the water.

Calm and desperate eyes met.

In that iris-colored left eye, there is a deep sea that is desperate enough to drown people.

[Don't worry, Miss Mochizuki. ]

[You will leave alone as you wish. ]

Izayo Mochizuki stared at the other party with melancholy eyes, and closed his eyes with relieved compassion.

Shuji Tsushima looked at each other and closed his eyes.

...

Shuji Tsushima was fished ashore.

After pressing first aid, he opened his eyes.

"Ahem..." He sat on the ground and coughed.

Suddenly lost interest in speaking.

He just looked at the person on the other side with gloomy eyes to rescue Izayoi Mochizuki.

He even thought maliciously in his heart.

If you were about to leave with full expectations, you were rescued by someone.

Miss Mochizuki must be so desperate.

Under the persistent rescue of the man.

Izayo Mochizuki opened his eyes.

Lying on the ground, his black eyes looked at the sky in confusion.

Shuji Tsushima's eyes were dark, and the corners of his mouth raised silently.

The police also came to the scene.

Since the White Crow incident, the police in New York have become extraordinarily active.

Looking at the two young girls who had just recovered their lives.

Don't know what to say.

"You two, what's your name?" He asked.

No one paid attention to him.

Sixteen Nights Mochizuki was in a daze and shut himself up.

Shuji Tsushima's eyes were dark and indifferent.

There are people who feel the same pain as him, and he should laugh.

But what filled his heart was only indescribable emptiness and despair.

How pitiful, Miss Mochizuki.

Izayoi Mochizuki looked at the sky, stroked the scar on his right wrist, and recalled the experience of being rescued for the first time.

This is her second suicide.

The first time she was rescued, death left its mark on her wrist.

She thought it was a sign to lead her back at any time.

But this time, death left nothing behind.

"What's the matter with these two children?" the police officer asked the man who rescued them.

"I don't know." The man shook his head.

"We just passed by and saw the two of them in the river, so we rescued them," the man said.

The policeman frowned.

"Where is your guardian?" He asked, standing in front of Shuji Tsushima.

Shuji Tsushima looked up at him, then lowered his head again.

Izayo Mochizuki sat up uninterested, and stroked his dripping hair.

"You two..." The policeman hesitated.

These two faces seem familiar...

Where did you see it?

He stared at the boy for a long time, and saw the bandage on the boy's face.

A bandage over the right eye.

black hair...

"The archery contestant? He was shortlisted with full marks in both the preliminary round and the semi-final round..." He thought for a while, but he couldn't remember the neon name of the other party.

"Couldn't that be the genius writer Mochizuki?" The policeman thought to himself looking at the girl with black hair and black eyes on the other side.

Not long ago, the other party promoted a new work on TV.

these two...

The policeman looked at the two young geniuses sitting on the ground, lost in thought.

Not long ago, he was still showing off on TV, why was he picked up from the river today?

"Who is your guardian?" asked the policeman.

"If there is no guardian to pick you up, you have to go back to the police station with us."

no solution anymore.

Shuji Tsushima sighed, and took out a mobile phone from his dripping jacket.

The New York City police station being bombed doesn't seem to be enough.

"Ahem..." He coughed and dialed the phone, and handed the phone to the policeman beside him.

He shook his head to indicate that he could not speak.

The police took the phone.

"Xiu Zhi?" A gentle male voice came from the opposite side.

"Hi, I'm a police officer from the Bronx Police Department in New York. Your children are at our police station due to an accident. Are you free to pick them up?" For some reason, the policeman's tone was quite respectful.

"Of course, wait a moment." The man on the other end of the phone said and hung up.

"Your guardian said he will pick you up right away." The policeman returned the phone to Shuji Tsushima.

"Miss Mochizuki, you..." He came to Shizaya Mochizuki.

"She's with me." Shuji Tsushima said flatly.

"Cough cough cough..." Then he coughed and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Policeman: ... In this case, is it really okay to go to the police station?

Should go to the hospital...

Even so, he took the two of them back to the police station.

Tsushima Shuji and Izayo Mochizuki were wrapped in blankets like victims, holding steaming milk in their hands.

Sit in rows on chairs.

From time to time, a police lady comes over to feed.

Shuji Tsushima's pockets were full of snacks.