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Chapter 364 Do you think it's a vulgar rebirth revenge essay?

"I won again..." Mao Lilan's excited voice came from the card table nearby.

She has never lost since she sat down.

The expressions of the other people at the winning table changed.

Toru Amuro, who was playing billiards, raised the corners of his mouth when he leaned down.

Although he did not lose to Miss Mao Lilan, but...

He can feel what other people are feeling.

It was the same feeling he had after losing to Kaa countless times.

Toru Amuro: It’s painful to talk about it.

Mr. Ebina pays great attention to time.

Almost every once in a while I have to ask the time or look at my watch.

"Why do you pay so much attention to the time?" The lady, who may be Da Cai's third daughter, asked with a smile.

"Because... tomorrow is a very important day." Ebina replied anxiously.

"Is it the death anniversary of your beloved woman?" The short-haired woman raised her red lips.

"Because of the drink you ordered..."

"It's a Bloody Mary," she said with a smile.

Ebina lost his voice, and after a while, he forced a smile and expressed that he wanted to leave too.

And be prepared to pay.

Only to find that the wallet was missing.

"Is this your wallet?" Kan Jiang was about to leave and took out a wallet.

"Ah yes, thank you." Ebina took the wallet and took out all the money inside and counted it.

"I didn't take anything from you." Xie Jiang frowned.

"Sorry, sorry, I'm used to counting." Ebi said, counting the bills without looking back.

Mr. Kanie walked away with an impatient expression.

Tsujima Shuji was sitting next to the billiard table holding orange juice and watching Toru Amuro and Mu Midorikawa play billiards.

Mr. Jingjing at the card table also stood up at this moment.

It was said that I had to go to the toilet.

Shuji Tsushima looked at his leaving figure and yawned lazily.

"Hey, Tsushima, come and play with us." Hattori Heiji greeted.

"Hey... I'm not interested in playing cards." The black-haired boy waved his hands, looking tired.

I am not interested in pure entertainment activities without stakes at all.

If it were Russian roulette, I would be happy to join~

I happen to have a pistol too.

It's a pity that no one will play with me here.

Let’s play with gin next time.

It should be almost time, right?

He thought to himself.

There was an explosion like fireworks on the deck.

"What--"

"What happened-" Hattori Heiji and others immediately stood up and rushed out.

Shuji Tsushima, who was sitting in a wheelchair, slowly put down the untouched orange juice in his hand and turned the wheelchair around.

Toru Amuro leisurely hit another ball before putting down his club.

Midorikawa Mujo stepped forward to push the wheelchair.

When I came here, it was recommended by Toru Amuro.

This time it was Midorikawa's turn.

Extremely fair and just.

When the three of them slowly arrived on the deck where the explosion was heard, everyone else had already arrived.

The waving flag is burning with flames.

A dagger pierced a ten thousand dollar bill and nailed it to the template.

There is a sentence written on the banknote.

"Poseidon, the god of the sea, has given me life again, and my shadow will be resurrected again." Edogawa Conan read out word by word.

Shuji Tsushima: Wow, that’s awesome, applause/perfunctory.jpg

Resurrection or something...

Not everyone is the protagonist of a rebirth and revenge story——!!!

And he was reborn twenty years later...

No readers will like this kind of slow-burning and fundamentally unpleasant plot.

You should be reborn before those three prisoners killed you, and then kill them neatly and steal 400 million yuan. This is the development of the plot of Shuangwen.

Mr. Whale's eyes widened and he looked very frightened. He walked to the side of the deck and suddenly turned his back to the sea.

"When he came back, I knew he was still alive -" he said with a horrified expression.

Behind him was a sudden explosion of flames.

Shuji Tsushima: Wow, although the acting is a bit exaggerated, the timing is just right./Applause.jpg

When he heard that the old man suspected of being Ye Sancai had disappeared, Shuji Tsushima understood that the shadow planner Ye Sancai was really dead.

The so-called old man who seems to be the other party is just someone else pretending to be him.

As for the person pretending to be Ye Sancai...

Shuji Tsushima focused his attention on Mr. Whalei, who was doing his best to show fear.

It is said that he was the first to mention Da Cai San.

I direct and act myself.

How interesting.

but……

Shuji Tsushima looked at the blazing flames.

Especially the figure that was burned beyond recognition looming in the fire.

It's time for him to start performing too.

After all, he is afraid of fire~

He touched his eyes with one hand, poked his eyeballs without any trace, and swallowed another capsule.

Along with the tears as a physiological reaction, he began to become short of breath.

The hand that poked his eyes was silently pressed on his chest.

"Tsushima...?"

"What's wrong with you, Tsushima?" Edogawa Conan was the first to notice something was wrong with Tsushima Shuji due to his height.

"Breathe, Tsushima...breathe..." He quickly ran to Tsushima Shuji and looked at the boy who looked like he was having trouble breathing.

His eyes were red, and his iris-colored eyes were filled with tears. The deep lake that was usually bottomless was now dripping with water.

It's like a lake has finally been filled and can no longer bear any more weight.

But he still stared at the burnt figure in the fire.

The hand on his chest tugged on his shirt, causing the chest area to become wrinkled.

Shuji Tsushima felt that the tears he had finally shed were almost gone.

He could only think about the sad memories in his heart.

but……

There was absolutely no memory that was so sad that it made him cry.

There is no memory in the chaos, not even in the eleven years he has been in this world.

Fortunately, the burning fire gradually extinguished.

Tsushima Shuji blinked his eyes, and his trembling eyelashes finally couldn't bear the crumbling tears and let them fall silently.

"Master Shuji, are you okay?" Toru Amuro and Mu Midorikawa asked equally anxiously.

Kaa is like this...

Is it real or staged?

"...I'm fine." The young man gasped, as if he had finally regained his composure after the fire was extinguished.

"Sorry, I'm a little..." He forced a smile.

"Afraid of fire." Tears were still hanging on his face.

"As long as you're okay..." Edogawa Conan breathed a sigh of relief.

This can no longer be explained by a simple fear of fire.

Tsushima...

Definitely during the fire eleven years ago...

It left a psychological shadow that cannot be forgotten.

"Sorry for making everyone worry." The young man gasped softly.

"I'll go back first..." He stretched out his hand to signal Toru Amuro behind him.

The next moment, he spit out a large mouthful of blood.

The outstretched hand also dropped heavily.

He tilted his head and leaned silently on the wheelchair.

Everyone:!!!!!

Tsushima Shuji will not die on this ship, right?!!!!

"Sorry, let's take Master Shuuji back to the room first. There are medicines prepared in the room." Midorikawa Mu quickly pushed the wheelchair and left.

Toru Amuro also chased after him.

[Tsujima Shuji is frail and sick, and vomits blood from time to time]

[Tsujima Shuji is afraid of fire]

These concepts have once again deepened their impression in everyone's minds.


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