COS Dazai Osamu’s I Got Into the Conan Crew

Chapter 230 After waking up for a long time, I am still very touched

Edogawa Conan thought of the little girl from the organization named Haibara Ai who claimed to be Shirley.

The other party also took the medicine and became smaller.

Moreover, he escaped from the organization by taking drugs and becoming smaller.

Does that organization know that Haibara Ai also became smaller?

If you don't know...

"I think...it should be." Shuji Tsushima responded inexplicably.

Although Havana is also a surviving experimental subject.

but……

You are more interesting.

Moreover, Havana has done too many experiments and is not pure.

"Damn it." Edogawa Conan, or Kudo Shinichi, felt powerless for a while.

He simply couldn't stand up to that organization.

What if the other person didn't just want to teach him a lesson?

if……

If it was like today, he would really be dead!

Shuji Tsushima glanced at him.

"I like to reason and solve crimes, but I also have to pay attention to safety." The tone was helpless.

"After all, Uncle Yusaku and Yukiko..." He omitted the latter title.

"They're still alive, you don't want them to be white-haired and black-haired." His words revealed admonishment.

"I don't want to." Edogawa Conan lowered his head.

but……

"I want to find that organization."

"Find the guy who fed me the medicine, and this guy today." Edogawa Conan said firmly.

"On your own?" Shuji Tsushima slapped mercilessly.

"You are alone, and you are still in the shape of a primary school student. Even if you really find them, can you defeat them?" He poked his heart out.

Edogawa Conan clenched his fists.

"So at this time, we should seek help from reliable people, such as me." Shuji Tsushima sighed suddenly, stretched out his hand to stroke the pupil's dog's head and said.

"Although I'm a waste..."

Edogawa Conan was still a little shocked and moved when he heard that Tsushima was willing to fight against the organization for him, but he suddenly twitched his lips stiffly from behind.

waste……

Is Shuji Tsushima a waste?

If he is, what is he?

More trash than trash?

Immediately Edogawa Conan thought of Shuji Tsushima, who wanted bodyguards to wear his clothes for him.

Bodyguards do it for you to brush your teeth and wash your face.

like……

In a sense, Shuji Tsushima is a waste of life?

Does it really count? The other party managed the Tsushima Club in an orderly manner.

Edogawa Conan was lost in thought.

"But compared to you, I'm pretty good at fighting." Shuji Tsushima's tone seemed to be vague with a sigh.

Edogawa Conan Dead Fisheye: Numb.

Who knows why Shuji Tsushima looks sick and weak, but his force value is so high!

Please donate unnecessary force value to those in need.

like me.

"If you call me, I can also bring the bodyguards of Tsushima's family. If you meet the members of the organization alone and you can only escape, if you call me, maybe we can get rid of them." Shuji Tsushima nodded head, thoughtfully.

Edogawa Conan:! ! ! Can it still be like this?

But... this will bring danger to Tsushima, right?

"Well, but I don't expect to meet any members of the organization in the short term." Shuji Tsushima shook his head.

"Yes." Edogawa Conan nodded.

Since the other party has appeared this time, it will definitely not appear for a while.

"Why don't you use the skateboard I gave you?" Shuji Tsushima asked curiously again.

Although it has long been known that the skateboard exploded.

"This..." Edogawa Conan rubbed the back of his head and smiled awkwardly.

When Dr. A Li was improving, he didn't know where he touched, and the skateboard exploded.

So...

Dr. A Li was injured and hospitalized.

However, Dr. A Li's experimental explosion is also a basic practice, and it is normal.

"What a pity." Tsushima Shuji said with clear eyes and a leisurely tone.

I don't know if it's a pity that no one died, or it's a pity that the skateboard is gone.

"Here, you go back first." Tsushima's car parked downstairs at the Maori Detective Agency.

"Okay." Edogawa Conan nodded.

"Pay attention to blood replenishment recently. If you need bodyguards, I can lend you the bodyguards of Tsushima's family first." Shuji Tsushima said in a flat tone.

But with a sense of reliability.

Kudo Shinichi: What's the matter, I actually feel a sense of security from Tsushima, who is 14 years younger than me? ? ? ! ! !

I'm a big brother! ! !

Why does it feel like Tsushima has been solving my troubles for me...

"No need." Tsushima's house has a room for bodyguards, but Mori's office doesn't!

And bring two more bodyguards back, Uncle Maori will definitely throw me out.

Conan Edogawa sighed, feeling that he was simply humble.

"I'm leaving." He said goodbye to Shuji Tsushima and ran out of the car.

Seeing the back of the other party leaving, Shuji Tsushima withdrew his gaze.

"Let's go." The baffle is still there.

But the car started.

"Tiamali's hand?" Bourbon's voice came through the partition.

They also saw that the experimental subject Kayo raised was covered in blood.

I also heard what the other party said in the car.

"Ah." Shuji Tsushima responded with one hand on his chin.

"Really, even though I said don't let him die..." He sighed faintly.

"But this experience is probably very hard to forget." He smiled indifferently.

As he said to Tiamali, it's okay to not die.

No matter what Tiamali did to Edogawa Conan, how many times he stabbed, how many times he killed, as long as Edogawa Conan was still alive in the end.

Shuji Tsushima wouldn't care about anything else.

"Don't you care about Tiamali doing something to the experimental subjects you keep?" Bourbon's tone seemed to be full of anticipation.

"I don't care." Shuji Tsushima said indifferently.

"Why should you care?" He even asked seriously.

"He's still alive, Tia is as obedient as Gin and you guys." Shuji Tsushima said with a look of relief.

Bourbon: ... obedient?

Do you think we are your cats and dogs? !

Kaa: Isn't it? /blink with confidence.jpg

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"So you did something to the experimental body raised by Kao..." Peno said in a leisurely tone.

"I wish you good luck." A look helpless.

"Don't come to me, don't come to me, don't come to me..." whispered weakly to the flour-haired girl lying on the table.