MTL - COS Dazai Osamu’s I Got Into the Conan Crew-Chapter 1007 nightmare

The air was filled with the smell of blood, and the sweet, sticky, and damp smell quietly occupied the entire room.

Bourbon and Scotland were awakened by this breath, and they thought they had appeared on a battlefield full of corpses in a trance.

Or an evil sacrificial scene that requires a lot of human blood.

But they also knew that they couldn't be in those places, they should be in the room of Mihua Hotel.

Who does this blood come from?

Who died in the room?

Or did Kayo commit suicide again?

Then if the blood comes from Kayo's body...

You can tell by the smell that there is definitely a lot of bleeding, and no one can maintain life with such a large amount of bleeding.

They wanted to open their eyes to see, and wanted to get up to check the situation for themselves, but they couldn't move anyway.

As if the body is not his own, no matter how the brain issues instructions, it is out of control.

Can't open eyes, can't speak, can't move.

It's like... encountering a nightmare, or being entangled in dirty things.

It seems to be sitting against an invisible existence, and it seems to be resisting itself.

"Tick-tick-" There was the sound of blood dripping.

In their faces, in their mouths.

He even tasted the taste of blood.

They seemed to have fallen into a swamp made of thick blood, unable to escape.

Both of them fell into a **** world overnight.

And at a certain moment, the smell of blood dissipated completely, and the two smelled the coolness in the air and the slight... smell of food.

At this moment, they were finally able to control their bodies, and finally opened their eyes.

What catches the eye is the ceiling of the hotel room, and the sunlight falling in front of him at some unknown time, and in the sunlight, countless dust floats.

Meanwhile the smell of food caught their attention.

The two looked in the direction of the scent, only to see the black-haired boy sitting on a chair with a bucket of instant noodles in front of him, which seemed to have just been cooked.

"Yo~ you guys are awake." He turned his head and greeted the two of them.

"Did you sleep well?" He asked lightly, like a hint of unknown meaning, or just a perfunctory greeting.

"What do you know?" Amuro asked, looking at his palm.

His appearance reveals seriousness that hasn't been seen for a long time.

"What do you mean?" Shuji Tsushima blinked his left eye blankly and innocently, a **** crescent moon seemed to be reflected in the kite-colored eyes.

"I don't understand." He said lightly.

How could he know that Amuro Toru and Midorikawa have no nightmares?

Of course I don't know anything~

Toru Amuro looked at his friend, and from the expression of his friend, he could tell that the other party, like himself, was deeply trapped in a strange dream last night.

It is accidental for one person to dream, but is it also accidental for two people to have the same dream?

No way.

But they have no way to prove that it has something to do with Kao, even if—

They are convinced of it.

It is absolutely inseparable from Kao.

"It seems that you guys had a bad dream, it's really...unfortunate." Shuji Tsushima said in a sympathetic and understatement.

"Do you eat instant noodles in the morning?" Lu Chuanwu didn't mention the dream about last night, but asked as if nothing happened.

"No, I just want to try if I can wake you up with the smell of instant noodles." Tsushima Shuji said without moving after opening the instant noodles.

He doesn't like instant noodles, and of course he doesn't hate them.

It's just that I have no interest in eating at present, and I don't need to eat.

There are times when he eats in front of other people, but not now.

"Then you've succeeded," Scotland said.

They did smell the instant noodles right away.

"But I don't think you guys will eat it." Shuji Tsushima said with his hands on the back of the chair, resting his chin on it.

"The answer is correct, but there is no reward." Bourbon got up and walked towards the pager next to the bedside table, and then picked up the pager.

"Please send three sets of toiletries." He said so, and put down the pager after receiving the answer from the front desk.

Shuji Tsushima sat on the chair with his knees hugged, and began to shake the chair under him like a rocking chair.

"Wednesday...it should be here tomorrow." He suddenly said slowly.

After all, time in this world passes quite quickly.

"Yeah, what are you going to do? The FBI didn't intend to take you to play with him." Bourbon couldn't help but mocked when he thought of the FBI.

"Why did the FBI take me to play? I can go there by myself." Shuji Tsushima said indifferently.

Does he still need permission from the FBI to go there?

Shuji Tsushima has no objection to acting according to the script arranged by others, and is even very willing to cooperate, but if the other party's script collides with his script, there is no way.

After all, he will not give up performing, after all, that is his only pleasure.

At this time, we can only compare whose script is more successful.

"Aren't you worried about being targeted by the FBI's sniper rifle?" Bourbon asked.

"Hey~ It's not so much worrying, it's better to say..." Shuji Tsushima laughed.

"I'm looking forward to it." The tone was full of eagerness.

Of course, it would be better if you are willing to shoot.

"Where's me and Bourbon? Is there anything we need to do?" Scotland asked.

"No, you two don't need to follow me." Shuji Tsushima said lightly.

"Tomorrow's protagonist is me, and I won't let you show up there to steal my limelight." His tone was a bit capricious, but also had a childish air that couldn't be erased.

"You must not go," he said.

Bourbon and Scotland looked at each other and smiled.

"Don't worry." Scotland said very calmly.

"I don't intend to play any games with you two brothers. You two are planning to attract all the FBI to that building, and then catch them all?" Bourbon first sneered, and then seemed to think of something Said like.

With the style of Osamu Dazai and Kayo, maybe they can really do this kind of thing.

But will the two brothers work together?

"Hey~ Maybe. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com" Shuji Tsushima didn't admit or deny it, just smiled inexplicably.

He's like that all the time, never telling the truth.

The fog under the eyes can never be dispelled.

"Boom—"

"Guest, what do you want?" A voice came from outside the door.

It was the toiletries that Bourbon asked for before.

So the three of them returned to their nonchalant postures, as if the previous conversation had never happened.

Toru Amuro went to open the door and brought in the toiletries.

"Get ready to go back." Toru Amuro threw two sets of toiletries to Shuji Tsushima and Muru Midorikawa respectively, and walked into the bathroom first by himself.

"It's really time to go back." Tsushima Shuji stretched out his hand to hold the flying object, stood up and stretched his limbs and said.

If I don't go back, I might not be able to catch up.