COS Osamu Dazai's me transmigrated into the Conan crew

"There is obviously an exhibition room, why is there a no entry sign..." Mao Lilan looked at the route introduction map in her hand and wondered.

"Miss Xiaolan and Conan, why did you stop here...ah, this exhibition room is not open today?" Shuji Tsushima, who was walking slowly from behind, said hello.

"Well, it's fate that we met. Why don't I treat you all to dinner?"

He looked at the time displayed on his phone.

"Hey...how can this be so embarrassing..." Xiaolan said embarrassedly.

"What are you sorry for? This brat doesn't need money for a meal. He's leaving. Hurry up, I'm so hungry." Mouri Kogoro agreed decisively.

"That is to say, Sister Xiaolan and Brother Tsushima also have good intentions, and they are really hungry." Conan, a primary school student, echoed at the side.

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

"You two! Thank you Tsushima-kun very much!" Mao Lilan shouted towards the backs of the two people.

"Yes, yes." Mouri Kogoro said perfunctorily.

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

Shuji Tsushima: I hope you can still thank me so loudly when you know what you have 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 Tohru-kun drove here. What do you think, Miss Mori?"

"Dad also drove here. If Tsushima-kun treats us, Tsushima-kun will decide everything." Mao Lilan thought for a moment and said.

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

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

Bourbon driving can be described as reckless, rampage, and death route.

The title of Akina Mountain Car God may have been given to him after someone saw him driving.

The way you drive is too organized!

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

Tsushima Shuji got into the car dejectedly.

…

In the art gallery, the righteous knight of approval pierced the devil's throat with his sword.

Just like the scene in the painting.

The two security personnel immediately called the police station.

Officer Megure is rushing to the scene.

Officer Megure arrived at the scene.

Officer Memu checks the surveillance video.

Officer Megure fell into thinking.

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

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

Facts have proved that even if there is no detective present, the policeman's eyes still have a sense of presence.

"Thank you for your hard work, Takagi-kun." Officer Megure stepped forward and picked up the ball pen.

"This is a souvenir for the 50th anniversary of the Mihua Art Museum..." The old curator took a look and told the origin of the ball pen.

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

"The nib of the pen was exposed. The deceased was in extreme panic and was in no mood to take the nib back..."

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

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

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

"Officer! We found bloody armor from Mr. Kubota's cabinet." Two policemen carrying bags ran in.

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

"Do you have any other explanation? Prisoner Mr. Kubota." Officer Megure looked at the bloodstained armor on the ground with a strong voice.

"How could..." Kubota looked at the armor that was said to be found in his cabinet, and his expression became even more horrified.

"Take it away! If you want to explain anything, let's talk about it when we get to the police station." Officer Megure waved his hand.

Two policemen quickly controlled the man and put him in handcuffs.

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

However, he was escorted into a police car by two policemen.

"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 when you say it's not me..." In the police car, Kubota, who was handcuffed, still struggled unremittingly.

"Don't explain. If you have anything to say, let's talk about it when we get to the police station." The two policemen sitting in front said calmly.

The other half, Shuji Tsushima and others.

"Aww, it's delicious!" Conan swallowed a rice ball in one mouthful.

"The food in this restaurant tastes really good." Mouri Kogoro agreed.

"Of course, the chef of this restaurant is a graduate of Totsuki Gakuin, the culinary school." Tsushima Shuji held the drink cup and said with a misty smile.

"That's really good. You guys are really good at finding places." Mouri Kogoro said.

"Of course." Tsushima Shuji replied proudly.

"I'm super good."

"boom--"

In the middle of a moving police car queue, a police car suddenly exploded.

The car was immediately blown to pieces, and the bodies of the prisoners sitting inside and the two policemen responsible for escorting and driving were also blown to pieces.

The entire team came to a standstill.

Officer Mumu and his men stood in front of the burning wreckage, with a very ugly look on his face.

…

"Well, let's say goodbye first." Amuro Toru picked up the dazed boy who had already drank a drink and said to Mao Lilan.

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

"This kid is not good. If I hadn't driven here, I would have shown him the ability to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk." Mouri Kogoro said.

Conan looked at Tsushima Shuji with dead eyes.

Although Mouri Kogoro often looked drunk in the detective agency, the other party did drink a lot to be like this.

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

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

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

Kudo Shinichi: No, no, no one really gets drunk just by hearing about alcohol.

Two cars are traveling in the same direction.

This time, Maorilan and the other three saw the driving skills of Mr. Toru Amuro.

In just one turn, they lost sight of the white Mazda.

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

…

"The Truth About the Art Museum Armor Murder Case"

"Prisoner died in explosion while being escorted"

"We missed the museum case yesterday..." Mao Lilan said while looking at 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 present when the crime occurred yesterday, and missed the best time to find evidence.

Damn it!