The murderer of Mr. Aramaki, Shimojo Noboru, listened to the words of Tsushima-san, who was a primary school student, and his face became extremely distorted.
All his methods and plans were told by such a primary school student in a joking tone, which was funny and ridiculous.
simply……
simply……
"You guy..." Noboru Shimojo looked at Tsushima Shuji on the side.
The young man with black hair and wild eyes has a delicate appearance and a distant expression.
To Noboru Shimojo, it was a naked mockery.
The other party was not even willing to expose him himself, but chose to let a primary school student expose him in such a ridiculous tone.
It's definitely meant to be sarcastic.
"Ah, are you actually getting angry from embarrassment? Is it so hard for you to accept being told about your tactics by a primary school student?" The black-haired boy tilted his head and stared at him coldly and deadly with his iris-colored left eye.
Under such a gaze, Shimojo took a few steps back uncontrollably.
"You are obviously a detective! Why don't you tell the truth yourself! Instead, you leave it to an elementary school student?!" Noboru Shimojo gritted his teeth and said with dissatisfaction.
Do you look down on him? Or do you look down on his modus operandi?
Either way, it's very unpleasant.
"If I had to speak out about a case of this caliber, I would die of depression." The black-haired young man said with a smile on his face.
But in an instant, Noboru Shimojo felt extremely humiliated.
"Okay, okay, don't be angry. Our eldest young master has such a willful temper. If you lose your mind and take action because of anger, we will have no choice but to beat you up and hand you over to Officer Henggou." Toru Amuro smiled.
He cheerfully stretched out his hand and pressed Shimojo Noboru's shoulder, speaking in a very friendly tone.
Noboru Shimojo opened his eyes wide.
There was a sharp pain in his shoulder that was pressed, so painful that he wanted to curse.
"Come on, handcuff him quickly." Toru Amuro pushed him in front of Officer Henggou and urged him to take out the handcuffs.
"Oh, okay." Officer Henggou was stunned for a moment, then took out the handcuffs and handcuffed the man.
Toru Amuro then retracted his hand and returned behind Tsushima Shuji.
"I always feel like something is missing." Shuji Tsushima touched his chin thoughtfully.
"Are there any details missing?" Edogawa Conan asked curiously after hearing this.
"Hmm... I thought of it!" Tsushima Shuji made a fist with his left hand and smashed it into the palm of his right hand, his tone suddenly enlightened.
"He didn't plop down on his knees and cried bitterly, saying Mr. Aramaki deserves to die!" Shuji Tsushima said with a pity look on his face.
Noboru Shimojo, who originally planned to do this:...
Edogawa Conan, who thought Tsushima Shuji was going to add details of the case, pricked up his ears and prepared to listen carefully:...
Let the prisoner go, Tsushima.
His mentality will be broken by you!
The body had been taken away by the police a long time ago, and now the prisoner was also taken away by the police.
Shuji Tsushima and others were still standing on the beach.
"Another person died on the beach. The business of the Queen Hotel will not be affected, right? Cousin Ritsuya." Tsushima Shuji seemed to be very worried.
Maeda Ritsuya, who finally gave away his adoptive parents and inherited their inheritance:...
"It doesn't matter. There are so many places where people have died. People always die in the sea every year. There is still an endless stream of people coming to the beach to play. The Empress Hotel is the biggest and best hotel here." Ritsuya Maeda said calmly and rationally.
There are too many murder cases.
There are at least five or six incidents a day. If one person died and it was impossible to do business, Japan would have completely shut down.
"Indeed, murder cases often occur in our hotels and restaurants." Suzuki Sonoko said with great agreement.
But it's still business as usual.
There was no boycott.
So the case that happened at the Queen's Hotel was nothing at all.
"It seems that everyone is used to it." The black-haired boy with wild eyes said with a smile.
After all, the world is ultimately chaotic.
Whether it's time or the humans living in this world.
"It's time to go back to bed. I remember there are rumors that you have to go to bed at ten o'clock, right? It's already past that time. What will happen if you go to bed late? You won't vomit blood tomorrow, right?" Suzuki Sonoko stretched and said
He looked at Tsushima Shuji curiously.
For night owls like them, the rumor that Tsushima Shuji goes to bed at ten o'clock is a bit unbelievable.
"...Maybe." Tsushima Shuji said softly.
If you're in a good mood, it's not a big deal to spit out a few mouthfuls of blood for everyone to see.
Well, if you're in a bad mood, it's okay to vomit a few mouthfuls of blood and scare everyone.
Well, he can't die anyway.
This is really a good thing.
I’ve decided, next time I’ll shoot myself in the head in front of that guy!
You have to splash your brains on the other person.
It disgusts him to death, hehe~
Shuji Tsushima thought divergently.
"Please, go to bed early." Edogawa Conan said with a look of despair.
Please go back to sleep.
He was scared every time he saw Shuji Tsushima vomiting blood.
I have been thinking about what terrible things would happen if Shuji Tsushima died just like that while vomiting.
Dazai Osamu has not told other people in that organization about their existence, but he has given Edogawa Conan several warnings.
Edogawa Conan recalled the feeling when he was on the verge of death, and couldn't help shaking his head, trying to get rid of that feeling.
This is all because Tsushima Shuji is still alive. If Tsushima Shuji had died, I don’t know what that lunatic Dazai Osamu would have done.
Edogawa Conan has no doubt that Dazai Osamu will directly find him and Haibara Ai, and then...
Images of himself and Haibara Ai's tragic deaths flashed through Edogawa Conan's mind, including images of other people related to him who died tragically.
Shuji Tsushima cannot die.
Dazai Osamu cannot go crazy.
Furthermore, as a friend of Tsushima Shuji, Kudo Shinichi did not want to see anything happen to him.
"Okay, good night then." Tsushima Shuji replied in a very talkative manner.
A group of people returned to the hotel.
As soon as he entered the room and closed the door, Tsushima Shuji opened the balcony window and jumped out of the window without hesitation.
He landed lightly, and then walked towards the beach quietly humming a tune.
There is no one else on the beach now.
It's time for him to be alone.
The boy wearing a white short-sleeved shirt walked step by step towards the depths of the sea under the moonlight.
He even had rocks tied to his arms and legs.
The sea water gradually covered his feet, calves, knees, thighs, shoulders...
It finally went over his head.
He disappeared over the sea.
"Gululu..." Tsushima Shuji continued to walk deeper into the ocean, spitting out a few bubbles.
He took out a knife from his waist and cut several wounds on himself, letting the blood spread in the sea water.
Maybe we can attract some big guys?
It seems not bad to be swallowed by a shark or other animal.
Shuji Tsushima thought so and closed his eyes with a smile.
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