Toru Amuro and Muya Midorikawa changed into jerseys.
Their temperaments have nothing to do with sports.
But the sense of dissonance was not as severe as Shuji Tsushima's.
There doesn't seem to be anything inconsistent, and there's nothing outstanding about it.
"Very good, let's go to the parade tomorrow!" Tsushima Shuji clapped his hands and made a simple and happy decision.
…
"It's not good to imitate anyone, imitate that bastard..." The man wearing sunglasses and slightly curly black hair showed a malicious smile.
Oops, it brings back unpleasant memories.
Although he was not dead at first, the injuries he received were not much lighter.
The smell of gunpowder smoke during the explosion was like a high temperature that could melt people.
And the smell of roasted meat as the flames lick your skin.
Even the pain was completely evaporated under such high temperature.
Not to mention the buzzing head and internal organs on the verge of collapse after facing the impact of the explosion.
At that time, he relied on his desire to survive and ran out while no one was paying attention.
He didn't dare to stay where he was, because if he stayed there, even if the police would send him to the hospital, he would die.
The only way to survive is to escape back to the organization.
The medical level of the organization is much higher than that of the outside world.
But when he saw his ghost-like face in Chablis' laboratory, he almost suffered a mental breakdown.
The breath I almost held was gone.
At that time, Wei Que only felt...
Is that bloody monster without a face my own?
Unbelievable.
If I continue to live like this, I might as well die.
Fortunately, the organization's plastic surgery technology is also very good.
He is still very handsome now, no less handsome than he was then.
But that memory was definitely not a good one for him.
so……
"Pray, don't fall into my hands." He played with the silver lighter, and the flame flickered.
If you like explosions, you must also like dying in explosions.
Action on the day of the parade? In that case...
Then have a hunt on the day of the parade.
…
The day of the championship parade.
The streets are crowded with people.
Japan always has a fanatical pursuit of champions, and of course, the same goes for oirans.
Therefore, the crowd when the champion team parades is similar to the crowd watching when the oiran goes out on the street.
Shuji Tsushima and the other two people were among a group of fans wearing the same jerseys. They looked at the team members who didn't know anyone on the parade car and behaved like crazy fans.
"We are champions! Champions!" he cheered while waving the ribbon in his hand.
At this moment, he turned around and met the eyes of a very ordinary man wearing a knitted hat.
The other party's eyes were very calm, or a little dull.
Shuji Tsushima also looked away very calmly, as if he had never seen the other party, and continued to march with the procession.
Shiratori Rensaburo, who had made eye contact with Tsushima Shuji, followed the team in a daze, still a little confused.
Was that Shuji Tsushima just now?
That lively person with a lively face written all over his face is Tsushima Shuji?
Shouldn't Tsushima Shuji be so ill that he looks like he will be sent to the ICU in the next second?
That one just now...
No matter how sick you look, it doesn’t matter?
He even looked like a delinquent who could beat him from the gate of Diguang School all the way to the gate of Didan School with a steel pipe.
Is this disguise?
This is a qualified disguise!
Compared with the other party's disguise, which only relies on clothes and sunglasses to cover their faces, they are completely incompetent!
Shuji Tsushima continued to march with the team happily, as for the suspicious persons...
He didn't care at all.
After all, he just came to fish in troubled waters to watch the good show, and had no real intention to seriously catch the bad guys.
But after he met three or four members of the police one after another, the excitement on his face gradually disappeared.
Do their disguises really mean anything? Can anyone really not recognize them because of this disguise?
Shuji Tsushima saw the elementary school students who had to stand on the electrical box to watch the parade because they were not tall enough, and Officer Sato who took off his camouflage sunglasses and beard without hesitation in front of the elementary school students.
Of course, I also saw a certain black-haired curly man standing outside the crowd, ready to catch prey at any time.
"Look, police help has appeared." Tsushima Shuji whispered to Amuro Toru and Midorikawa Muichi, while motioning for them to see the elementary school students.
Several primary school students stood outside the crowd, looking at the parade with envy in their eyes.
They couldn't squeeze in any adults and couldn't see much.
"Relying on elementary school students? It is indeed something that the police can do..." Toru Amuro glanced at the five elementary school students and nodded.
Although two of them are not real elementary school students.
Shirley, a former member of the organization, and Shinichi Kudo, a high school student detective.
"Let's go and say hello to them." Shuji Tsushima squeezed out of the crowd.
"Be more enthusiastic." The voice was filled with a cheerful smile.
He just appeared in front of the primary school students with a cheerful and lively atmosphere.
"Hey, you guys are coming to the parade too." He greeted with a bright smile.
"Tsu...Tsu...Tsujima brother!!!" Several elementary school students looked at Tsujima Shuji, who had a completely different style of painting from before, with similar expressions on their faces.
Help! Is Brother Tsushima possessed by some monster?
Why does it feel completely different from before?!
"What are you doing..." Edogawa Conan couldn't help but complain.
Dress up like this.
Are you really just here to join in the fun?
Edogawa Conan looked at Tsushima Shuji.
The opponent was wearing a Souls jersey, the bandage on his face was replaced by a white medical eye mask, a white baseball cap, a band-aid on the bridge of his nose, and a football-looking sticker on his face.
He looks like a very athletic boy, full of youthful vitality.
but……
That’s Tsushima Shuji!!!
How could Tsushima Shuji be like this!
"Ah, are you talking about my outfit today? It's all disguise." Shuji Tsushima waved his hand.
"But it still looks good, right?" He asked confidently with a smile.
"Tsushima-san is indeed handsome no matter what he does!" Ayumi said with great approval.
"Right, that's it." Tsushima Shuji also nodded and accepted the compliment.
"My disguise is great, right?" he said proudly.
"Indeed, I dare not recognize him at all." Edogawa Conan sneered.
If Shuji Tsushima hadn't come over to say hello, he really wouldn't have thought that the other person was Shuji Tsushima!
The most lively guy in the crowd is Shuji Tsushima. Is this some kind of joke?
"You must have some purpose, are you arresting someone?" Conan Edogawa said with a look that saw everything through.
Officer Shiratori and Officer Sato both appeared, as did Shuji Tsushima.
There must be other police officers hiding around.
With so many people dispatched, it must not be easy.
"Ah, speaking of this, there is a suspicious person over there." Shuji Tsushima seemed to have thought of something and suddenly pointed in a direction.