MTL - COS Dazai Osamu’s I Got Into the Conan Crew-Chapter 40 About the reason

At the police station, Shuji Tsushima met Mr. Watanabe.

That is, the murderer who killed Aiko-san.

But he showed a gesture of refusal.

Let his interrogating officers realize what it means to be helpless.

"It's okay, leave it to me." The boy moved his palms with a smile on his lips.

After all, there hasn't been a single prisoner who could remain silent in his hands.

"You and Miss Aiko, are you friends?" The black-haired boy sat on the chair in the interrogation room and asked, tapping his fingers on the table.

"I don't know who Aiko Kyoko is! Don't slander people!"

"And this is the police station, isn't it? When will it be a kid's turn to ask questions?" said Mr. Watanabe, who had dyed blond hair and was condescending.

"It's because of money." Ignoring his provocation, the black-haired boy continued to tap the table lightly and spoke with a firm tone.

"Gu Dong—" The man with dyed blond hair swallowed.

"It's said that I don't know that woman at all! Hurry up and let me out!" He stubbornly retorted.

"You just wanted to ask her to borrow some money, but she told you that as an underground idol, she has no savings, and you think that Miss Aiko deceived you, she was deliberately unwilling to lend you money, so you killed it in anger. took her."

"Of course, in the end you found out that she did not have any money in her bank card, but everyone has been killed. What can I do?"

"You were afraid of being discovered, so you threw Miss Aiko's body into the sea, and even feared that the body would float on the water and be discovered, so you put several large stones in the bag containing the body. "

"Then go back to the room, clean up all the blood and hair on the ground, and rush into the sewer." The boy's tone was flat, and the words made people immersive, as if he really understood the emotions and thoughts of the murderer when he committed the crime. .

"I'm right, Mr. Watanabe." At the end, at the end, the boy asked coldly.

"Do you want me to tell you where you threw your body?" He seemed to ask politely.

Watanabe looked at the boy's eyes, met the kite-colored right eye that seemed to have a bottomless abyss, and began to sweat frantically, panting heavily, and scolding like a maniac.

"That bitch! I just wanted to ask her to borrow some money! She told me she had no money, huh? She's obviously an idol, isn't she? Isn't it as much as she wants? As long as she stretches out her hand, more It's the dead house that paid for her!"

Shuji Tsushima looked at the man in front of him who seemed to have mental problems and lowered his eyes.

"It's really boring."

He stood up and walked out of the interrogation room.

"Now go in and make a record, Mr. Watanabe will be very cooperative." He said to the little policeman standing outside the door.

Then he nodded to Officer Mumu again.

"Then, let's say goodbye today."

"Thanks to you today, as expected of a well-known young detective." Officer Mumu praised with a smile from behind.

The black-haired youth left the police station with another blond youth without turning his head.

…

"How did you get the prisoner to speak?" Amuro asked as he started the car.

"This kind of thing, it's very simple." The young man looked at the scenery outside the window with empty eyes.

"No, that's something that many police officers can't do." So it's not easy at all.

"It's easy for me," the boy just said.

Toru Amuro: ...I felt a... subtle... atmosphere.

"Ah, over-exerted, Dazai said he was so tired, and Kao said he wanted to eat oranges and canned crab meat!" The melancholy boy suddenly lay in the back seat and said in a willful tone.

Toru Amuro: …

Again, think about whether the other person really has multiple personalities.

"Hey, did you hear that? Bourbon, I want to eat crab meat and canned oranges!" Shuji Tsushima stretched out his hand and pulled at his golden hair with a puffed face.

"Hey... I know, I know, let go of Kao soon!" Amuro felt exhausted when he felt his hair was pulled out.

Shuji Tsushima quietly threw the golden hair on his hand under the seat: Nothing happened~ No hair! No!

The result was another trip to the supermarket on the way back to the apartment.

"This, this, and this..."

"Tsujima-kun, I remember the canned crab meat in the refrigerator. It seems that I haven't finished eating yet?" Amuro looked at the high pile of canned crab meat in the shopping cart with a smile.

"Ah? Haven't you finished eating? Forgot." The boy turned around and continued throwing things into the shopping cart.

Amuro Toru silently put the canned crabmeat in the shopping cart back on the shelf one by one.

In the end, I went back with a bag of crab meat and canned oranges.

Toru Amuro: Forget it, I gave up.

"I also want kelp soup today! Tou Jun rushes to rush~" The boy sat on the sofa and silently took out his mobile phone, ready to play games.

Before that, he shouted to Amuro Toru in a perfunctory tone.

Toru Amuro: …

…

[How many personalities does Kaa have? —bourbon]

Gin looked at the news on the phone and snuffed out the cigarette at his fingertips.

[Did he tell you? —gin]

[That kid is a troublesome lunatic, the boss has arranged a doctor for him, and I will pick him up in a few days. —gin]

[OK. —bourbon]

Deleting the message, putting away the phone, looking at the completed pattern behind another task on the task list, Jin Jiu smiled with satisfaction.

The thought of taking that kid to see a doctor is not right.

Both Kaa and Belmod are the types he hates the most.

Kaa talks a lot of nonsense, is a willful kid, barely within the range that can be tolerated.

Belmod is a woman who always speaks one sentence and three sentences in secret, secretive and sneaky.

Like an undercover.

Why are there not many normal people in the organization?

He thought so, and shot an enemy's head with another shot~www.novelbuddy.com~ and arranged a new doctor for you. —gin]

Shuji Tsushima, who was drinking kelp soup, closed his eyes, but Kwon Tang didn't see it.

As long as he doesn't go, what can they do with him~

Tsushima Shuji: Hey~

[I will take you there myself. —gin]

Shuji Tsushima: The smile suddenly disappeared.

I'm not sick! I'm really not sick! I'm a normal normal person who can't be normal anymore!

If you don't find out who the new doctor is, just get rid of him.

Tsushima Shuji thought with deep eyes.

The next day, the case he solved made the news again.

Since the missing person is a well-known underground idol, and the police didn't find out the truth for a few days, but he saw through the incident within a few hours, and it was a topic of hype.

So the headlines in the newspapers are so exaggerated.

"After Kudo Shinichi disappeared, a new Sherlock Holmes appeared"

"The Incredible Young Detective Has an Incredible Genius Brain"

"The president of the Tsushima Society cracks a murder case again"

Shuji Tsushima: What the **** are these titles? Just looking at it makes me feel embarrassed, **** it.

But when he saw the words "President of Tsushima Society" on the last title, he fell silent.

Turns out I was still the president.

Wait a minute, I remember I seemed to have said that I was going to get a new flying locomotive?

It's getting cold, it's time to let the bigwigs make money.

Thinking so, he called Butler Tanaka.

"The first version of the flying locomotive can be officially opened for sale."

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