COS Osamu Dazai's me transmigrated into the Conan crew

The weather is cloudy today, with no wind, no rain and no light.

A gloomy and gloomy day.

Very suitable for tasks.

In a small alley, Gin stood in front of two corpses, looking ugly.

They were two ordinary-looking men and women.

Death makeup is extremely miserable.

"What's going on?" Gin's voice was so cold that it made people shiver.

The other members standing aside were all wearing black suits.

When he heard Gin's question, he just shook his head in silence.

"We don't know, but these two were killed just after we came out," someone said.

"Could it be the police hounds..." someone speculated.

"It can't be the police. Those hounds will only chase the smell of the organization instead of directly killing these two people." Gin interrupted his speculation.

"Cha, the person who died was a member of the organization. No matter who did it, they will have to pay the price." The silver-haired man said without any fluctuation in his tone.

"yes."

…

Shuji Tsushima returned to school honestly today.

After experiencing being hit in the face by the love letters in the shoe cabinet, not being able to find the textbooks weighed down by the lunch boxes stuffed in the desk, and the confessions lined up.

School is finally over.

He couldn't wait in his heart, but he still pretended not to care and packed things slowly.

Even if he wished he could just run away without taking anything with him.

Fortunately, no one stopped him after school, and he left the school smoothly.

He arrived in front of the car where Amuro Toru picked him up.

Get in the car quickly.

"Hurry, hurry, drive quickly." He urged hurriedly.

I was afraid that someone would stop me if I was too late.

Toru Amuro didn't ask why and just did it silently.

Although it was interesting to see Kaa being stopped by his classmates at school and then facing them with a different attitude.

But not today.

Toru Amuro thought of the message Gin sent him and sighed.

Well, there will be many more opportunities like this in the future. After all, Kao cannot escape the fate of going to school.

Amuro laughed inwardly.

"Bourbon——"

A head suddenly poked out from beside him and called him in a faint tone.

Toru Amuro's hand shook when he was driving, and the car drove straight out of an S-shaped route.

"Don't scare me suddenly while I'm driving." He said with lingering fear.

"You were snickering just now." The young man's eyes were dark, his tone was faint, and he stared at him blankly.

How can I admit that I'm laughing at you?

No, I am a mature adult and there is no way I would do such a thing.

"No." Toru Amuro smiled cheerfully and kindly.

"whispering sound."

As long as Tsushima Shuji stared at him, he maintained that smiling look. For so long, Tsushima Shuji felt bored and silently retreated.

Toru Amuro breathed a sigh of relief quietly.

He reached out and rubbed his face.

My face almost froze with laughter.

"Speaking of which, Gin asked me to take you to find him." Toru Amuro got down to business.

"Huh?" Tsushima Shuji raised his head.

"Well, he didn't say the reason, he just asked me to take you there." Toru Amuro said helplessly.

"Then I'll be very busy tonight." Tsushima Shuji said tiredly.

"I haven't finished the game yet!! Damn it!" He sighed sadly.

So you're worried that you haven't finished the game?

Is the game more important to you than the mission?

Bourbon, who worked conscientiously on his tasks with a level of professionalism comparable to that of Gin, finally became a member of Codename and was asking crazy questions in his heart.

Toru Amuro: You should talk to Kaa less, otherwise you will get angry to death if you talk too much.

…

"Gin asked us to come here..." Toru Amuro looked at the old neighborhood around him.

Wandering around, I walked into a small alley.

I saw Gin and Vodka standing in front, with two bodies lying at their feet.

"What is this?" Toru Amuro stepped forward and asked.

"Peripheral members of the organization."

"He was found dead here today." Gin replied indifferently.

"Where's the kid Kaa?" he asked.

"Here, here." The young man suddenly appeared on the container nearby, playing the game obsessively with his head lowered, and responded absentmindedly.

"Come and take a look at these two corpses." Gin ordered, not caring about the other party's behavior in playing games.

"Yes." He stood up and squatted in front of the body while playing the game.

I took a moment to look at the body.

"It's just an ordinary gangster organization. These two guys must have offended some gangster. Really, the combat capabilities of the peripheral members are too poor." He frowned and said impatiently.

"After all, they are just ordinary peripheral members. Most of them are ordinary people. They cannot require the same combat power as full members." Toru Amuro explained at the side.

"Can you tell which organization it belongs to?" Gin asked.

"Huh? How could I have heard of such a small organization? Why don't we ask someone to find out which gangster these two people have offended recently?" Tsushima Shuji said casually.

"Forget it, with your efficiency, I don't want to work overtime." He looked at the two characters "victory" displayed on the screen of his mobile phone and stood up.

"Zhongya, investigate the surveillance videos of these two members' companies and homes, and find the target who had a dispute with them." He said to the mobile phone.

"I know." The young man's irritable response came from the other end of the phone.

Shuji Tsushima sat lazily on a container nearby, looking at the distinct gin, vodka and bourbon standing on the left and right.

"Huh? Is this competition within the organization? Give up the bourbon, you can't compete with the gin."

"Gin is a workaholic who only sleeps four hours a day and spends the rest of the time doing tasks. You have to work as a waiter in a cafe every day. No matter how you think about it, you can't compare to him." Tsushima Shuji said.

"How will you know this kind of thing if you don't try it?" Bourbon smiled provocatively at Gin.

Gin Jiu also smiled with murderous intent and said coldly: "Then just give it a try."

Shuji Tsushima looked at the two people who were at war with each other and Vodka, who was naive and confused about the situation, and fell into silence.

It turns out that as an organization model worker, does anyone still want to compete with Gin?

"I found the video of the two guys arguing with someone." The voice from the mobile phone interrupted the smoke-filled atmosphere.

"Ah, this pattern..." Shuji Tsushima looked at the man in the video with a tattoo on his arm...a loach? Or a dragon, and touched his chin.

"I really haven't seen it before." He said with a cheerful and optimistic smile.

Gin & Bourbon: Then why are you smiling so happily!

Vodka: It is indeed Kaa.

"Ask those street gangsters, they will know after all." Shuji Tsushima jumped off the container and said nonchalantly.

"Let's go, let's go find a place with a lot of gangsters. I know where it is." He said mysteriously.

"Let someone collect their bodies for them. After all, they are members of the organization. It would be too pitiful if no one cares about them." He said with compassion.

Neither Gin nor Bourbon had any intention of refuting him. These two were definitely going to collect the corpse.

After all, he is a member of the organization, so it would be inappropriate for someone to follow these two people and trace him to the organization.

"Sa, this is it. Wait for me here and I'll go ask." He jumped out of the car happily.

Gin and Bourbon looked at where he went and fell into silence.

Pachinko...Kaa...really didn't just go there to play?

But they have already noticed that there are many gangsters here.

After all, there are young people with colorfully dyed hair in and around the store, all of them showing the tattoos on their arms.

Not long after, Kaa ran out of the store.

"After asking, this tattoo belongs to the Mud Dragon Society."

"It's just a small gang of forty people." He said boredly as he got into the car.

"We might as well get rid of them tonight." He suggested flatly.

No one raised any objection.