COS Dazai Osamu’s I Got Into the Conan Crew

"So, I think we can sell that motorcycle to the outside world, delete all the functions except the suspension, and reduce the maximum speed to the same speed as a mountain bike. Is it possible to do this…”

"As well as changing the energy source into a battery, it can take half a day to charge once, so that it is positioned as a novelty toy."

"There must be a lot of people who have been taken advantage of will be willing to pay for it..." Shuji Tsushima called the BOSS from his room.

I really feel that I have broken my heart for the organization's activity funds.

"You can decide these things yourself. You don't need to report everything to me. You are my chosen successor, Xiuzhi, and the future of the entire organization belongs to you..." the leader on the other end of the phone said calmly.

It doesn't sound like the boss behind the scenes of a transnational criminal group, but like an ordinary adult.

"No, I only admit that you are the boss of the organization." Shuji Tsushima resolutely vetoed it.

Just kidding, if you suddenly get sick and can't bear to die, I will fight everything for you?

Tsushima Shuji can't do it, he thinks it can't.

"Speaking of which, wealth is only to achieve the reason for the establishment of the organization. After so many years of research, it is said that some results have been achieved..." BOSS said over there.

"If Xiuzhi is interested, please go and see for me."

"I understand."

The phone was hung up.

"What is it like to have an adoptive father who is crazy about immortality? How painful it must be to live for so long." Shuji Tsushima sighed and shuddered.

His motto is a refreshing and vibrant suicide!

It's obviously difficult to deal with this kind of people who want to live forever.

But who made it the organization that picked him up in the first place? And the word justice...

"Wow, it sounds very inconsistent with my handsome personality."

Well, just report it to the BOSS, and then contact the person in charge of the fund in the organization to say hello.

He turned on his phone, looking for a company that was secretly controlled by the organization, and then saw a familiar surname.

Tsushima Corporation.

Tsushima...

Eland...

"Oh, a Neon local club, a foreign company..."

"Everyone is myself?"

Although he has been in Neon for a while, he has not paid much attention to the background of Shuji Tsushima's identity.

After all, when he thought of the couple, all he could think of was looking up at the starry sky.

After the couple died, their property must have been taken over by the organization.

That's right, it doesn't feel guilty to use it!

"...is that Mr. Tanaka?" He called the old housekeeper.

...

In the afternoon, he appeared at the gate of the Tsushima Club.

"Welcome, President Tsushima." The man on the left and the woman on the right stood in two rows of staff wearing black professional suits. As soon as Shuji Tsushima stepped out of the car door with one foot, he heard a deafening welcome.

Shuji Tsushima: ...Actually...it doesn't have to be like this...

He began to hesitate whether to go out or not.

He also saw cameras and news personnel not far away.

I heard the fanatical explanation in the other party's mouth.

"Hi everyone, this is the gate of the Tsushima Club. Since the accidental death of the president of Tsushima and the director of Aland ten years ago, their only son has made an appearance for the first time in ten years..."

"It is said that this appearance is due to the flying locomotive that caught fire some time ago..."

A boy in a black suit got out of the car.

The slenderness visible to the naked eye, and the bandages wrapped around his body clearly showed the other party's sickness.

The temperament is cold and reserved, with a calm demeanor.

He came to the background board painted with black and red locomotives and sat in the center of the announcement table.

Feel free to adjust the position of the microphone in front of you.

"Regarding the fact that the flying locomotive that was accidentally photographed some time ago was on the front page of the news, our staff was very surprised when they found out..."

"That time, our staff was actually testing the performance of the locomotive..."

"Chairman Tsushima! Excuse me, what do you think about Mr. Suzuki Shiro's speech?" A reporter raised his hand and asked loudly

"Of course Mr. Suzuki is welcome to purchase after the successful development of our product..." The boy in the black suit said with an unchanged expression.

"In other words, will the flying locomotive become a commodity sold by the Tsushima Club in the future?"

"Of course, the original purpose of researching a product is to sell it..." the youth president nodded without hesitation, and said loudly.

"So, when will it be officially sold?"

"Well... we have to ask our researchers. Well, everyone can look forward to it. Maybe it will be officially sold before the next Valentine's Day." The boy tilted his head and blinked his eyes to hint.

The surrounding flashes are constantly on, and the photographer's behavior of taking pictures is even more non-stop.

Leaving aside the product, the 14-year-old chairman alone is a news worth reporting, especially when the other party looks very good.

Both of his parents died, and his experience of self-reliance and self-improvement added to his popularity.

Who can refuse Mei Qiang Mi?

The answer is, no one.

...

"Those reporters took really good pictures." Toru Amuro said, looking at the black and white newspaper, the calm young man.

"It's because I'm handsome no matter what." Shuji Tsushima shook his head and retorted.

"So, I have a question, can Tsushima-kun answer it for me?" Toru Amuro said slowly.

"? What's your question first?" Tsushima Maomao looked alertly.

"Obviously I asked Tsushima-kun about that motorcycle before, right? How did Tsushima-kun answer me at that time?"

"Well, let me think about it, what Tsushima-kun seemed to be saying at the time was—this is really a great invention... something like that."

"How did it become Tsushima-kun's product?" Toru Amuro's mouth twitched wildly.

"This is indeed a great invention. Everyone thinks so, don't you think so?" Shuji Tsushima answered without hesitation, and even asked back with confidence.

Toru Amuro: ...

Okay, actually, even if you don't tell me, I know it's a product invented by the organization, and I just want to tease you.

Tsk.

Are all the little ghosts this smart now? Not funny.

Amuro shook his head regretfully.

As well as the technological level of the organization, it really feels more and more out of step with the current era.

It's amazing.

...

"Brother, Kayo is on the news again." Vodka held up the newspaper and pointed at the boy in black on it.

"The last time he was on the news with Bourbon, it seems that it was because he cracked a poisoning case..." Vodka said while thinking back.

Gin took a deep breath and exhaled a puff of smoke.

"That pushy, troublesome brat."