COS Dazai Osamu’s I Got Into the Conan Crew

"Obviously there is still an exhibition room, why is there a no-entry sign..." Mao Lilan looked at the route introduction map in his hand and asked in confusion.

"Miss Xiaolan and Conan, why did you stop here...Ah, isn't this exhibition room open today?" Tsujima Shuji, who walked slowly behind, greeted.

"Well, meeting is fate, why don't I invite you all to dinner."

He looked at the time displayed on his phone.

"Hey... how embarrassing it is..." Xiaolan said embarrassedly.

"There's nothing to be embarrassed about. This brat is not short of money for a meal. Let's go. Hurry up, I'm so hungry." Mori Kogoro agreed decisively.

"That's to say, sister Xiaolan, brother Tsushima is also kind, and he is really hungry." Elementary school student Conan echoed.

"That's it...that's fine." Xiaolan agreed.

"You two! Thank you, Mr. Tsushima!" Mao Lilan shouted towards the backs of the two of them.

"Yes." Mori Kogoro said perfunctorily.

"Thank you, Brother Tsushima!" The primary school student said in a loud voice.

Shuji Tsushima: I hope you can thank me so loudly when you know what you missed.

"I know there is a restaurant that tastes great." Shuji Tsushima said in a gentle tone.

"It's just a bit far away, but Mr. Tou came by car, what does Miss Maori think?"

"Father also came by car. If Mr. Tsushima treats you, Mr. Tsushima will decide everything." Mao Lilan thought for a while.

"Well, that's really great." Shuji Tsushima said sincerely.

"Tou-kun, please control the speed of your driving, okay?" The boy looked at Toru Amuro seriously before getting into the car.

Bourbon drove recklessly, on a rampage, on a death-route.

The title of Qiu Mingshan Car God might have been given to him when he was seen driving.

Driving is way too organized!

"I will try my best to control it." Toru Amuro said.

Shuji Tsushima got into the car dejectedly.

...

In the art gallery, the knight of justice pierced the demon's throat with a sword.

Just like the scene in the painting.

Two security personnel immediately called the police station.

Police officer Meguro is rushing to the scene.

Meguro Police Officer arrives at the scene.

Police officer Mu Mu checked the surveillance video.

Police officer Meguro was lost in thought.

"The note in the video was found in the deceased's hand." A police officer took out the note and handed it to Officer Mumu.

"Officer! A ballpoint pen suspected to have been used by the deceased was found here." Another policeman wearing white gloves shouted.

Facts have proved that without the presence of detectives, the eyes of the policeman still have a sense of existence.

"It's really hard work, Takagi-kun." Officer Meguro stepped forward and picked up the ballpoint pen.

"This is a souvenir of the 50th anniversary of the Mihua Art Museum..." The old curator glanced at it, and then told the origin of the ballpoint pen.

"The thickness and color of the pen tip match the font on the paper..." Police Officer Mu Mu wrote a few strokes in his notebook.

"The tip of the pen was exposed, and the deceased was not in the mood to take it back when he was in extreme panic..."

"Other than your surname, Mr. Kubota, there is no other trace on the note..."

"You must be the murderer, Mr. Kubota." Officer Megure said decisively.

"Hey... no... it's not me..." Kubota shook his head frantically, took two steps back in horror, and waved his hands.

"Officer! I found the bloody armor from Mr. Kubota's cabinet." Two police officers carrying bags ran in.

Putting the bag on the ground revealed the blood-stained armor.

"Do you have any explanation? The prisoner, Mr. Kubota." Officer Meguro looked at the blood-stained armor with a powerful voice.

"How could it be..." Kubota looked even more frightened when he looked at the armor that was said to be found from his own cabinet.

"Take it away! If you have anything to explain, let's talk about it at the police station." Officer Mu Mu waved his hand.

Two police officers quickly controlled him and put him in handcuffs.

"It's not me... It's really not me... I didn't kill it..." Kubota struggled frantically and shouted.

But he was escorted into a police car by two police officers.

"Close the team."

Director Ochiai watched them leave and closed the door of the museum.

...

"It's not me, it's really not me, why don't you believe me..." On the police car, Kubota, who was in handcuffs, was still struggling unremittingly.

"Don't explain. If you have anything to say, let's talk about it at the police station." The two policemen sitting in front said in a flat tone.

The other half is Shuji Tsushima and others.

"Ah, it's delicious!" Conan swallowed a rice ball in one gulp.

"The food taste of this restaurant is really good." Mori Kogoro agreed.

"Of course, the chef of this restaurant is a graduate of the Totsuki School of Cookery." Shuji Tsushima said with a smile while holding a drink cup.

"That's really good, you really know how to find a place." Maori Kogoro said.

"Of course." Shuji Tsushima replied triumphantly.

"I'm super good."

"boom--"

In the team of police cars that were moving, a police car suddenly exploded.

Immediately, the car was blown to pieces, and the prisoners sitting inside and the two policemen who were in charge of escorting and driving were also blown to pieces.

The whole team came to a standstill.

Police officer Mumu led the people standing in front of the wreckage that was still burning with flames, his face was very ugly.

...

"Well, let's take our leave first." Toru Amuro said to Mao Lilan while carrying the dazed boy who had already had a drink.

"We are too, please be careful on the road." Mao Liland said.

"This kid can't do it. If I didn't drive here, I'd show him how much he can drink without getting drunk." Maori Kogoro said.

Conan looked at Shuji Tsushima with dead eyes.

Although Mori Kogoro also often looked drunk in the detective agency, but the other party did drink a lot of alcohol to be like this.

Why do you get drunk when you drink non-alcoholic drinks? Brother Tsushima.

He remembered that the other party was not drunk at first, but when the blond and black-skinned Toru Amuro said, "This is an alcoholic drink."

After that, Shuji Tsushima fell into a state of drunkenness.

Kudo Shinichi: No, no, no, no one will get drunk just by hearing about alcohol.

Both cars are traveling in the same direction.

This time, the three of Mao Lilan saw the driving skills of Mr. Amuro Toru.

With just one turn, the white Mazda was lost in front of their eyes.

Kudo Shinichi: I hope Shuji Tsushima in the car is okay.

...

"The Truth About the Museum Armor Murder"

"Prisoner Dies in Explosion on Escort"

"We missed the art gallery case yesterday..." Mao Lilan read the newspaper.

"Yes, what a pity." Conan said.

Kudo Shinichi: Something is wrong, why did the prisoner die on the road.

Unless someone is trying to cover up something.

But he was not there when the case happened yesterday, and he missed the best time to find evidence.

Damn it!