I Cosplayed as Osamu Dazai and Landed on the Detective Conan Set

"Remember to behave well in front of the boss, kid." The silver-haired man carried the black-haired boy, not caring that his hand was being bitten by the other party.                   "BOSS，，？"， "Put him down." The figure sitting on the high platform said. He was wearing a church robe and holding a Bible in his hand. He looked like a compassionate priest. "Let them tell the truth hidden in their hearts, and then kill them." He said while sitting high. He doesn't look like a priest. The boy with his right eye bandaged was holding a pocket pistol. In front of him were ten tied and kneeling figures with horrified faces. "Are you scared?" The boy pointed the gun at the first man and asked innocently, tilting his head. "Why are you afraid? Because I pointed a gun at you?" The boy said, turning the direction of the gun and pointing it at his temple. "Are you still afraid now?" He asked quietly with no expression on his face. "Are you afraid that someone will find out that you are an undercover agent? But..." "Since you have been kidnapped, you should clearly know that you have been exposed." "Ah... You want to take a gamble, right? You think you won't be exposed so easily, and you think you can cheat... Oh... You are so naive, even a kid like me wouldn't have such expectations." The black-haired boy's right eye was wrapped with a bandage, and the exposed iris-colored left eye was dark and indifferent. "Mr. BND's undercover." He greeted him as if he was very friendly. "Goodbye." Then said goodbye. With his finger pulling the trigger, the man fell to the ground silently, with a trail of blood flowing from the back of his head. Immediately afterwards, he easily revealed the identity and purpose of each person with an expressionless expression. "Do you want to be a member of the organization? Xiu Zhi." The man at the top looked at the indifferent boy standing next to the corpse with a gentle tone. "Is it fun?" The boy tilted his head, not minding the blood spreading to his feet. He even stepped on the blood stains all the way to the high platform, leaving a series of bloody footprints behind him. "Maybe." The man at the top only showed a white corner, which meant something unclear. "Then join." The boy pointed the pocket pistol at the man indifferently. "Are you out of bullets? Do I need to get you a new one?" The man asked in a calm and elegant tone. "No, it's useless anyway." The boy casually threw the pistol to the man. "Then, as my child, I should give you a code name." The man thought. "Let's call it Cahors, precious black wine." He decided. "But I won't call you by your code name. You are my child, Xiuzhi." He reached out and touched the boy's head. "This kind of thing doesn't matter." The boy didn't care. "Gin, come over and say hello to Shuji." The man glanced at the cold-tempered young man below. "Then, swear allegiance to him." He ordered in an elegant and calm tone. Gin remained silent, knelt down on one knee at the foot of the steps where the boy was standing, and lowered his proud head. "He is the first gift I give you. He is a loyal subordinate who will be very useful." The man touched the boy's black hair and introduced him slowly. "When you inherit my position, he will clear all obstacles for you. Of course, it is the same even if you do not inherit my position. As long as you want it, he will be the most obedient gun in your hand." The attitude is scornful. The man below, with his head lowered and kneeling on one knee, never said a word, even if he knew that he was given to that kid as a gift. He listened respectfully from beginning to end. "Like a dog?" The boy looked at the man below expressionlessly. "No, that's too disgusting." He denied it again. "He is a proud but loyal wolf, the most suitable subordinate for you." The man comforted with a chuckle. "Right, Gin." Then he asked casually. "Yes." Gin responded with his head lowered.

[About the cooking skills of BOSS and Yozai in the past] "... Father..." Seven-year-old Tsushima Shuji stood expressionlessly in front of the man, raising his head to look at him. "Have you decided to poison us two?" The boy asked seriously. "Really... How could Xiuzhi think like this..." The man said in a helpless tone. He just wanted to show off his cooking skills to his adopted son, Xiuzhi must be looking forward to it too. "I just want to cook us a dinner with my own hands." The man shook his head. "Speaking of which... What should I add next?" He turned around and rummaged through the contents of the cabinet. "Fennel... Tempeh... Perilla leaves... You should probably need it. By the way, Xiuzhi..." The man turned around and saw the boy standing on the stool with an expressionless face, pouring something into the pot with one hand. "What did you add to it?" The man looked at the contents of the pot. "... Sugar?" The boy looked at him expressionlessly. "Add sugar? What a creative idea... He is indeed the child I am most satisfied with." The man touched his chin and thought, then nodded, expressing his agreement with the addition of sugar. Seven-year-old Tsushima Shuji silently hid the bottle in his hand. "How many eggs do you want to boil?" The man asked, holding out a bowl of eggs. "... Ah." Seven-year-old Tsushima Shuji nodded silently. Watching the man put a whole box of eggs into the microwave. Well, it should be ready soon... "Xiuzhi..." The man suddenly looked serious. "Do you smell anything strange?" He asked seriously. "A burning smell... Where does it come from..." "Bang——" A raging fire burned in the kitchen, triggering the alarm function and fire extinguishing function. The automatic fire extinguishing function in the kitchen was activated in an emergency, flooding the two people inside with water. At the same time, other furniture began to sound alarm warnings. After hearing the alarm, the bodyguards rushed in and protected the two people from escaping. After they escaped, explosions were heard one after another inside. The kitchen was blown up. Seven-year-old Shuji Tsushima: ... "Father..." "What did you do?" The man took the handkerchief handed over by the bodyguard and wiped his hands slowly. "I don't know either." He said softly. Tsujima Shuji:... "Father." His tone was cold. "Huh?" The man looked at him with a puzzled expression. "Can you tell them not to take pictures?" Tsushima Shuji said expressionlessly. A group of bodyguards were pointing cameras at him at 360 degrees. "What does it matter? No matter how cute Xiuzhi is, this is just to record our memories." The man looked gentle. Tsujima Shuji, who was dirty and covered in black and gray:... "Then why did you only take pictures of me." You obviously want to leave my dark history. "Because Xiuzhi is cute." The man answered the question inappropriately.

Dazai's character bar is gone, and the likes he managed to get over 10,000 are gone. I'm too lazy to do it again. I'm crying to death.

1: No heroine (for readers who want to watch dog food plots, this is indeed a surprise.) 2: The private setting is serious, [Bourbon and Scotch are both real wine] [Dazai Osamu has full points in physical skills, and no external forces or factors can affect him. (For example, there is no recoil when shooting, you won't drown if you jump into a river, you won't die if you hang yourself, you won't die even if you jump from a building, and the bullets just can't hit him in the hail of bullets]. And there are too many original elements, such as I am good at organization, I am good at B OSS, I like Dazai Osamu and the like, and there are many original characters and original events that are not in the original work. I admit it! I just want to add people to the organization! 3: The content of crazy batches is too high, and few of the members of the winery in this book are normal people. , You can look forward to it. [Most of them are original characters] [There are also characters from the Black Mud Cult] 4: The author's writing is average and he doesn't understand wine. The protagonist's wine name was found on Baidu, and the other members were wine names and people provided by readers. 5: The author himself is not sure about the plot of the next chapter, because there is no outline, and the plot is written after each chapter. I hope you can leave more comments and think about more cases. I will silently copy the book review! , It will be mine in the next second) 6: [Don't save the red side, don't save Miyano Akemi, don't lick the protagonist group, and don't lick the beauties (Belmode, Miyano Shiho, etc.)] [Conan and Haibara Ai are experiments with observation value in Dazai's eyes. Product! The kind that is freed.] [If you want to watch the story of pampering and coaxing them... Forget it] 7: [The original red character and the traitor Erwuzi have the possibility of death. As for the setting of Black Shizai and the leader Zai, I don't think so. Even if he dies, his character will not be worth it. Maybe the red team will be destroyed.] 8: [Works for self-entertainment, please do not join the party] If the above is not a catch, thank you for reading, I hope my poor work can bring you some happiness.

It is said that Santa Claus every year in the past was a model worker.

It's the priest and Noah Zai from the church. Yeah!

No cp, pure black, real wine, crazy batch, great

1. When I saw him directing an operation Gin (appeared calm but was actually surprised by his inhuman wisdom), he habitually lit a cigarette: He really has this kind of wisdom that counts everything, and he should be born to belong to the organization. (So I searched frantically in my own world but couldn't find it (bu) 2. I saw him standing by the bridge and fell off the bridge in a flash Gin:? Is this the reason why Kaa can't be found in our world. Gin (dissatisfied): As a member of the organization, my physical strength is a bit too weak. What happened to me in that world? 3. I saw him commit suicide many times for various reasons and using various methods but never died. Gin and other members in the other world were really tortured Gin. ... Therefore, within a few days, my attitude toward this world's bourbon has become slightly gentler. My world's bourbon (True Red Fang): I don't feel gentle or even feel more cautious about dangerous actions. (If it's inconvenient, I will directly link to the latest one (?))

"Don't ask such boring questions." "I'm just me." "Whether you say you are an angel or a devil, it still feels sticky and disgusting."

First of all, there is no heroine for sure. Of course, it's impossible to have sex with a boy. And the protagonist is completely black, as black as possible, and is the next BOSS of the winery. Definitely not going to the red square. Of course, even if he sees that he is an undercover agent, he will not take action directly. He will only use the undercover agent to complete the task. And, dismantle CP. I don't like emotional dramas, and I don't want to write them. You all should be treated as social animals for me! ! Are the undercover and organizational tasks not heavy enough? Is there still time for love? I don't save people either, I'm tired of watching rescue dramas. Also, don't ask for a female lead in the comment section! Or which female character I feel is suitable to be the heroine? I don't agree! If you want to watch the main character fall in love, go watch it with a female protagonist. Don't leave it alone and ask for a female protagonist. I started writing it myself because it was not enough to watch without a female protagonist. The author has a bad temper and will curse when he sees irritating comments. It doesn't matter whether I sign or not, and I don't lack the money. I just want to write happily. If I'm not happy, I won't write anymore. Please bear with me.