Although he feels that he is a good person in his heart and has no habit of being a werewolf, in the game, Edogawa Conan uses the identity of a werewolf like a fish in water.
And as his techniques became more proficient, he became quicker and faster at picking out targets to kill at night.
It becomes more and more natural to lie to others and frame others.
Hattori Heiji, who had been watching the game from the sidelines, had to agree that Kudo Shinichi did have the talent to play werewolf.
Such talent and luck also resulted in Edogawa Conan being thrown away without hesitation even after he obtained the identity of a prophet.
"I am really a prophet...Although I have been a werewolf several times, I am a good person this time." Edogawa Conan saw that he finally got rid of the werewolf identity, but was voted out at the beginning.
, feeling very depressed inside.
"Your words are no longer credible." Toyama and Ye turned their heads and glared at Edogawa Conan.
"..." Edogawa Conan was submissive.
Isn't it just that when I was a werewolf, I lied to you a few times and killed you a few times?
This is a game! Why don’t you hold a grudge?
Do you have a game mentality? You have to be serious when playing games. You can do whatever you get with your status.
Of course, if it were reality, it would be impossible for him to become a werewolf. Even if he became a werewolf, he would not kill anyone.
"Are you feeling better now? You have killed everyone here once." Tsushima Shuji sat aside, supporting his chin with one hand and looking at the primary school student with a smile.
"I'm not in such a bad mood, right... Don't tell me, I look like a perverted murderer..." Edogawa Conan muttered with wandering eyes.
It's just a game.
Talk about whether killing everyone else will make you feel better...
Although...although it's quite fun...
But killing someone will never bring you happiness!
Except for the kind of relaxing competitive games, except for those where the death of the game character does not affect the real situation.
When I think of the game, I think of the previous life restricted area, where only half of the 10,000 players died. They all lost their memories when they entered the game. Even now, it is not who created the game.
However, it is said that the police have found suspicious targets among those people and are monitoring them.
Hope you'll find some clues.
"In that case... seeing as you are in a bad mood, is there anything you want? Brother Tsushima can just make a wishing pool once." Shuji Tsushima said with a chuckle.
"If you like football so much, how about giving you a football club? The most expensive football club seems to be... let me see..." Shuji Tsushima said and picked up the phone.
"The purchase price is five billion US dollars..." He found a pile of information.
"Wait... wait... why are you suddenly giving me a football club?! I don't need it! Stop it——!
!" Edogawa Conan was stunned for a moment, then threw himself on Shuji Tsushima to grab his cell phone, trying to stop him.
"Ahem...you..." Shuji Tsushima coughed and vomited blood in order to express his gratitude after enduring the behavior of an elementary school student.
"Tsushima——" Atobe Keigo and Akashi Seijuro stood up.
"Master Shuji—" Toru Amuro and Muya Midorikawa stood up.
Edogawa Conan was picked up by Atobe Keigo with a frown and thrust into the hands of Hattori Heiji.
"...cough...I'm fine...are you trying to murder me because you're too excited?" The black-haired boy with wild eyes tilted his head and spit blood onto the ground, then wiped the corners of his mouth and face with a handkerchief.
asked the primary school student with a teasing smile.
"I won't do that——!" Edogawa Conan had a complicated expression.
"I don't need you to give me a football club! I'm not interested in the club!" he said nervously and annoyed.
"Why are you angry again... You really don't take teasing..." Tsushima Shuji said with a smile on his face.
If he was given a mirror, he could see his own expression. At this moment, he looked exactly the same as his adoptive father.
"Have you brought your medicine? Stop talking." Atobe Keigo frowned and looked at Tsushima Shuji who was vomiting blood but seemed fine.
"Don't be nervous, it will be fine soon." The black-haired boy's posture was very calm and unhurried. It would be more convincing if he didn't vomit blood while talking.
"It's a bit troublesome..." He wiped the corners of his mouth again.
My body had just collapsed again, and now it was being reorganized internally. It was being pieced together while being broken, and there were even many fragments that were incompatible and mutually exclusive, so this process would be a bit long.
Before the reorganization is completed, he will probably vomit blood from time to time.
"It's okay." He swallowed back the blood that surged into his throat and smiled lightly.
"What are we going to do next? Are there any other arrangements? Or continue playing games in another place?" Tsushima Shuji naturally changed the topic.
"Since you have all come to Osaka, this is my home stadium, so let me, as the host, entertain you." Hattori Heiji said, patting his chest.
"The aunt in my family told me to invite you to our house when she has time. What do you think? Come back with me this time?" Hattori Heiji looked at Tsushima Shuji and extended the invitation.
"Ah... Aunt Jinghua is obviously a young and beautiful lady, calling her an old woman is too much." Tsushima Shuji said with disapproval.
Even for a lady in her 70s or 80s, calling her aunt is not a good description.
"You take care of me, I can scream as much as I want for my mother," Hattori Heiji said nonchalantly.
"I'm going to complain to Aunt Jinghua." Tsushima Shuji said lightly.
"???Are you serious? Aren't we friends?" Hattori Heiji's eyes widened.
"I don't want to do this to you, but because Aunt Jinghua is so beautiful, so..." Tsushima Shuji looked hesitant to speak.
"What you said is not what I thought..." Hattori Heiji's expression changed.
"What ulterior things are you thinking about? Wow~" Tsushima Shuji narrowed his eyes and complained.
"It's your tone that's so bad!" Hattori Heiji became angry.
It’s easy to think that Tsushima is interested in young people, or even married women!
Can you blame yourself for this?
"So are you going or not?" Hattori Heiji asked with a numb expression.
"Well..." Tsushima Shuji looked at Atobe Keigo and others.
"Go, Ms. Shizuka Hattori, or Ms. Shizuka Ikeha, the former queen of kata, wouldn't it be nice to have the opportunity to meet her?" Keigo Atobe said, tapping his tear mole with his finger.
"But Tsushima, you actually know each other..." Akashi Seijuro sighed.
"No, I don't know Ms. Jinghua." Tsushima Shuji retorted.
I just know that there is such a person, but I have never even met him.