COS Dazai Osamu’s I Got Into the Conan Crew

The wheelchair Tsushima Shuji left on the ship was returned by the police.

Of course, they were stopped by people from the apartment.

"Sorry, we haven't received any news from Chairman Tsushima. He didn't say anyone would come to see him." The boy who registered at the front desk said politely but without fear.

"This... we are friends with Brother Tsushima. Because he forgot his things, we sent them to him..." The person in charge of delivering the wheelchair to the door was Officer Megure.

After all, among the police officers here in Tokyo, only Officer Megure and Tsushima Shuji are the most familiar.

At this moment, his expression was a little embarrassed, and he wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief.

Shuji Tsushima has not committed any crime, so they cannot look for him with the attitude of hunting down gangsters.

and……

Thinking of his other mission, Officer Megure couldn't help but sigh.

The best way is for him to visit Shuji Tsushima as a friend.

"Then let me ask for you." The guy in charge of registration said.

"Okay, okay." Officer Megure nodded.

I watched the guy in charge of registration pick up the landline and start making calls.

"Hello, are you Mr. Amuro or Mr. Midorikawa?"

"It's Mr. Amuro. That's right. A police officer said he came to visit Chairman Tsushima. Did Chairman Tsushima know beforehand?"

"Oh, I don't know. Do we need to respond to the other party's visit?"

"Oh, wait a minute, let me ask." The guy at the front desk raised his head and looked at Officer Megure.

"Police officer, may I ask what your last name is..." he asked politely.

"Just say it's Officer Megure." Officer Megure wiped his sweat.

He looked at the two subordinates behind him, Takagi and Sato.

I looked at the apartment again.

Luxurious tile floors, spacious and cozy seating areas, free food and drinks.

and complete security measures.

This is the top apartment building in Tokyo... no, in the whole country.

A single apartment sells for over 100 million.

"Ah, it turns out it's the police officer you know. Let him go up directly, okay? I understand. Okay, I'm very sorry to disturb you. I wish you a happy life." The voice of the front desk boy interrupted the thoughts of the three policemen.

"President Tsushima told you to go straight up. You can take the elevator over there and get there directly." The younger brother smiled and pointed in the direction with his palm very politely.

"Okay, please." Officer Megure nodded.

He led Takagi and Sato to the black elevator over there.

"Elevators in luxury apartments are all so..." Are they blinding?

Officer Sato couldn't help but complain after seeing a circle of golden lines around the elevator.

"Ah, did the guy at the front desk not tell us which floor President Tsushima lives on?" Officer Megure suddenly reacted.

I wanted to press the door-open button, but found that there were only seven buttons in the elevator.

-2, 1, 23, rooftop, alarm button, and open and close button.

"It should be on the 23rd floor. It's impossible to live on the rooftop, right?" Officer Takagi guessed, rubbing the back of his head.

"Brother Takagi is right." Officer Megure nodded and pressed the button on the 23rd floor.

"Why are there no buttons for other floors? Have floors 2-22...all disappeared?" Officer Megure sounded confused.

"Could it be..." Officer Sato looked surprised.

"Is this the legendary direct elevator that is reserved for the CEO?!!" He couldn't help but guess loudly.

"What Tsushima said..." Officer Megure said in a low voice.

"It's really possible." He looked dazed.

"It's just that it's not convenient for our young master to stay in such a space with other people." A male voice came from the elevator.

"This is... I remember correctly, this voice must be the blond bodyguard next to Brother Tsushima." Officer Megure guessed.

"Toru Amuro, my name is." The man said.

There was a ding.

The elevator reached the 23rd floor.

The three of them stepped out of the elevator and looked around.

Except a wall is a wall.

Not a single door was found.

The corridor is covered with dark red carpets, and various paintings are hung on the walls for decoration.

Different green plants are placed on the corner pillars on both sides.

Officer Megure and others stood at the elevator door, lost in thought.

Which way to go?

"Here, Officer Megure." The blond man came out of the corner and greeted them.

Officer Megure couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, Mr. Amuro knew how to come out to pick them up.

"This wheelchair is..." Amuro Toru's eyes were on the wheelchair pushed by Officer Takagi.

"This is Brother Tsushima's thing, I sent it back to him." Officer Megure said with a smile.

"This is really troublesome, Officer Megure." Toru Amuro said with a polite smile.

"Please follow me." He turned sideways and indicated the direction with the palm of his hand.

There was no thought of stepping forward to take over the wheelchair.

The three of them followed him.

After turning twice, I saw the only door at the end.

The door is open at this moment.

The three of them followed and walked in.

What comes into view is a space that is so clean that it is almost sacred.

The floor and walls are all pure white tiles, and the sofas and furniture seats are also milky white. Only the edges and feet are decorated with some golden lines.

White curtains embroidered with gold threads were neatly tied on both sides, and sunlight shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows on the white tiled floor.

Some areas are covered with snow-white carpets.

With the melodious piano music coming to my ears, I feel as if my soul has been cleansed.

"Please follow me." Amuro Toru led them to another room.

In the empty, pure white room, there was only an equally pure white grand piano, and——

A black-haired boy sitting in front of the piano playing with his head lowered.

He was wearing white pajamas and trousers and had a melancholy temperament.

It's like being immersed in your own world.

"Master Shuji." Toru Amuro stood at the door and called softly.

The young man ignored it and the piano music did not stop.

"Officer Megure is here." Toru Amuro said again.

At this time, the boy's movements stopped and the music was interrupted.

The young man turned back and glanced at them.

"It's Officer Megure." There was lingering illness and melancholy in his eyebrows.

Shuji Tsushima: I found the room and angle specially! Are you satisfied with what you see? Enjoy my beauty!

"Brother Tsushima," Officer Megure greeted.

The boy walked out of the room with only the piano on crutches, and led them to the living room where they had just entered.

He sat down on the white single sofa, minding his own business.

It was not until he sat down that Officer Megure and others discovered that he was not wearing shoes.

But his feet were also wrapped in snow-white bandages.

Now they knew where the carpet on the floor came from.

"Sorry to trouble you." He glanced at Officer Takagi who was pushing the wheelchair with his iris-colored left eye and said calmly.

"Your medicine." Toru Amuro stood behind the sofa and bent down to hand him a glass of dark brown liquid.

"Thank you." The young man took the cup and drank it in one gulp without changing his expression.

Shuji Tsushima: It’s so hard——! ! ! !

Bourbon, wait for me! ! !

"Brother Tsushima is... sick again..." Officer Megure looked for a topic awkwardly.

"It's just an old problem." The young man said indifferently, his eyes unwavering.

"Officer Megure came to see me. What's the matter? I won't believe the reason for giving me a wheelchair." The young man handed the empty cup to Toru Amuro behind him and asked calmly.