COS Dazai Osamu’s I Got Into the Conan Crew

[The explosion at the Mitsui mansion, the reason behind it...]

【Run at large in front of the police, a heinous criminal gang...】

[Mr. Mitsui's family was murdered, and the murderer escaped under the chase of the police...]

[The police once again become a joke...]

Inside the police station.

"Those bloody criminal gangs!"

"They must be arrested!" Someone slapped the table angrily.

...

Tsushima Detective Agency.

Although he stayed up all night doing tasks last night, Scotland, who was still very stable because he was used to this kind of life, brought tea and put it on the coffee table.

Today's client is a man in his twenties, with a black jacket, an ordinary appearance, paranoid eyes, and an all-or-nothing determination.

"This is my...a photo of my wife and her sister..." The man took out a photo from his jacket and placed it on the coffee table.

In the photo, there are two women who look exactly the same, looking like mirror images.

It's just that one is in red and the other is in blue.

"Two years ago, my wife's sister died in a car accident..."

"My wife was worried that the parents who loved my younger sister more than sisters would be sad, so they lied that it was her own sister who died..."

"But...I found that...the situation is not right..." The man said, his hands clenched into fists on his knees, his body trembling.

"Junko...becoming more and more like her dead sister..." His voice was terrified.

"I'm wondering...whether...the one...that died two years ago...is my wife Junko." His voice was hoarse with depression.

"Then, what is your purpose for coming to us?" Zhu Fu Jingguang looked at the young man who was sitting on the sofa with a taciturn and disengaged attitude, and spoke instead of him.

"I just... want to ask you to investigate, who... is the one who died two years ago!" He said with cruelty in his eyes.

Ah, this look...

Zhu Fu Jingguang was silent for a moment.

"Can't you even recognize your own wife?" Shuji Tsushima said helplessly.

"They are twins..." The man seemed to be stimulated by this sentence, and said loudly.

"So I still can't recognize it." The boy was expressionless.

"Would you like to take a closer look? Who is your wife...?" The young man said in a persuasive tone.

"After all, in the case of twins, which one died... I can only know that it was my sister who died just by looking up the information." The boy folded his hands and rested his chin.

"Enough! I shouldn't be looking for a detective like you!" The man put away the photos on the coffee table, turned and left angrily.

"Because I don't want to accept the commission, I made the other party go away..." Scotland sighed and put away the other party's tea set.

"I didn't mean to anger him, I just told the truth."

"It's obviously his own fault that he would be furious because he was poked at the truth." Shuji Tsushima said without any ups and downs.

"Really..." Not everyone likes to hear the truth.

Scotland washed the cup helplessly.

Is the person who directed me to do the mission last night really the other party?

...

"Welcome to today's episode, with Mom..."

puff.

hahahahahahahahahahaha.

"Yosie, let's do it together!"

Scotch Fresh from the Kitchen:  …

"Kyo, what are you... doing?" He asked helplessly.

Wearing a black suit and a black overcoat, the teenager moved his limbs seriously in the living room.

"It's that one, that one." The boy continued to stretch his limbs while pointing at the TV in the living room.

"I am your gymnastics big brother~"

"I am the big sister who sings~"

"I'm the big brother who sings~"

"...Today's song is what everyone was looking forward to... I thought it was a sleeve, but it turned out to be a neckline..."

Scotland watched a group of four and five-year-old children singing and dancing under the leadership of several adult hosts on a TV show.

Look at Kayo who is very cooperative.

Speaking of...

"This big singing brother...has the same voice as yours, Kayo." It was so resembling that he suspected that it was Kayo himself who sang.

But then again.

"Kayo, do you like watching this kind of program?" Scotland's expression was indescribable.

Are you really the reliable and steady commander who has everything under control?

Scotland looked at the boy who was seriously doing the so-called ABC gymnastics in front of the sofa.

Lost in thinking.

"Hey~"

"Scotland, don't you think this host is super interesting?" Shuji Tsushima pointed at the gloomy host on the show, and couldn't help but smile.

Scotland took a serious look.

The cheerful and sunny host one second, the next second with a dark aura and a numb expression, talking about social animals...

Looking at the children who also became gloomy under the other party's social animal breath...

Wait, can these words really be said to children?

Scotland: Will this kind of program really not be complained by parents? !

"This is not edited, the official broadcast is an edited program segment."

"How is it~"

"Isn't it super-interesting~" Shuji Tsushima stopped doing gymnastics and lay down on the sofa.

Scotland:……

Obviously that host's face is full of numbness and lovelessness!

What you said is super interesting...couldn't it just be admiring his lovelessness...

"There's always going to be a lot of involuntary things in the adult world, and you shouldn't..." teases them.

Scotland tries to talk hearts.

Scotland tries to correct the hapless kid's mind.

"Ah, I can't do it anymore, I'm about to die of exhaustion—" the boy on the sofa rolled his eyes and said.

Scotland: Ah, not listening at all.

zero……

Kao really did exactly what you said...

It's very troublesome.

...

"I love Junko..." the man murmured step by step with a fruit knife in his hand.

"You're back, dinner is already..." The woman who opened the door stretched out her hand with a gentle smile, ready to take off the man's coat.

"It's all your fault!!!" The woman's expression froze.

"Why didn't you die in the first place?!!!" The man stabbed the fruit knife deeply into the woman's heart and pulled it out again.

"As long as you die..." The fruit knife stabbed into the woman's body again.

"Junko……"

"Junko will be back..."

"My Junko..." The man sat on the woman's body, and his hands kept moving.

"Give me back my Junko!!!" the man shouted hysterically.

The person lying in a pool of blood could no longer respond to him.

"Clang--"

The fruit knife fell to the ground.

The man looked at the blood on his hands, his body trembling uncontrollably.

"Wheeze—wheeze—"

It opened its mouth wide like a dying fish, panting heavily.

He stood up, picked up the fruit knife, and washed off the blood on it.

"It's you……"

"You lied to me..."

"Damn you..."

He wiped the sticky blood on the floor.

He picked up the dead body that had lost all signs of life, and walked towards the room.

"My Junko..."

"When will you be back?"