Conan and Gin are both my brothers, what's wrong with meeting them once?

The wind howled from the rooftop of the tall building.

The silenced gunshot rang out softly.

As the dawn broke and the sky grew brighter, Kurosawa Jin, with his long, dark golden hair and wearing a black trench coat, snorted softly and slowly walked away from the sniper rifle.

Uozuka Saburo came closer, disassembling the sniper rifle as he asked, "Big brother, is the mission complete?"

Kurosawa Jin nodded and went downstairs first.

Uozuka Saburo quickened his pace, skillfully stuffing the disassembled sniper rifle into his travel bag, slung it over his shoulder, and cleaned up any traces of their presence before catching up with Kurosawa Jin.

The eldest brother has had his code name for almost two years now. As long as he keeps up with the eldest brother, he will definitely get his code name soon too.

After descending to the parking lot, Kurosawa Jin sat in the passenger seat and began to rest with his eyes closed.

Uozuka Saburo wasn't particularly outstanding at anything else, but when he drove, his hands were even steadyer than Kurosawa Jin's when he held a gun. That alone was enough for Kurosawa Jin to keep an outsider member who didn't even have a code name by his side.

What he didn't expect was that Saburo Uozuka would even cause problems while driving today.

The moment the car came to an abrupt stop, Kurosawa Jin involuntarily leaned forward. After regaining his balance, he turned his head slightly and glanced at Uozuka Saburo with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

If he can't even do something this simple, then we might as well not have this underling.

He's not one of the other codenamed members, nor does he necessarily need underlings.

"B-Big brother." Uozuka Saburo was a little nervous, whether because of Kurosawa Jin's glance or something else, "Just now, it seems a child fell in front of our car, um... maybe he was hit."

Kurosawa remained completely calm: "Drive forward."

Uozuka Saburo's eyes widened slightly: "But..."

Kurosawa Jin gave a soft snort and looked ahead, vaguely seeing a small child helping their car to its feet.

"Drive over."

Hearing Kurosawa Jin's unwavering voice, Uozuka Saburo hardened his heart and was about to step on the gas when he noticed that the child was already lying outside the passenger side window, seemingly not worried at all about being dragged by the car. When he saw him looking over, the child even made a face at him.

This child looks to be six or seven years old; surely he can understand, right?

He paused for a moment, his movements involuntarily faltering.

Kurosawa Jin glanced at Uozuka Saburo, who was staring blankly into thought, and couldn't help but frown.

"idiot!"

However, he still subconsciously followed Uozuka Saburo and looked out the car window.

The small-looking child was pressed against the car window, separated from him only by a thin layer of glass.

When the child saw him looking over, his large blue eyes momentarily filled with interest, as if...

It's like a small animal on the hunt that has found its long-awaited prey.

Kurosawa Jin frowned slightly. Upon closer inspection, he noticed that the child blinked and waved at him in the car, but the childlike quality in his bright blue eyes was gone.

But that one moment was definitely not his imagination!

As if possessed, he opened the car window, a hint of coldness gathering in his dark green pupils as he looked at the blue-eyed child.

When the child saw that he had opened the car window, he immediately said, "You just hit me! My arm hurts so much, and my leg hurts so much too. Shouldn't you help me find a doctor to take a look?"

Kurosawa Jin originally wanted to tell him to get lost, but then he saw a look in the child's eyes that didn't belong to a child.

The child was sizing him up.

It wasn't the kind of curious, unfamiliar observation, but rather the way a superior looks at a subordinate. The feeling was very similar to when he first met that gentleman and was being looked at by him.

Even though he was only glanced at, he had the illusion that he had been seen through.

Is that really just an illusion?

When Kurosawa Jin came to his senses again, the child's eyes were filled with curiosity once more.

No, it's not an illusion.

Kurosawa Jin raised an eyebrow, showing some interest in this child who had come to his doorstep, and took a rare moment to examine him closely.

The child's clothes looked a little dirty, and his face had the grime that only homeless children have, but that was all.

Whether it's the fair skin beneath the grime or the decent-looking fabric of the clothes, it all proves that the other person is definitely not a child who has been homeless for a long time and no one wants them.

However, judging from his somewhat weak voice, this child is probably the type who is frequently ill.

Seeing the child staring at him curiously, a malicious thought arose in Kurosawa Jin's mind.

"What's your name? How old are you?"

Uozuka Saburo's eyes widened when he saw his older brother actually asking him a question.

Could it be that the older brother really wants to take the child to the hospital?

The child tilted his head slightly: "My name is Kazuma Edogawa, and I'm eight years old."

Upon hearing the name Edogawa Kazuma, Kurosawa Jin realized that he had been speaking Japanese!

However, Kurosawa Jin spoke in English.

How did the two of them manage to communicate so effortlessly?

That's not the point. The key issue is that he didn't even realize there was something wrong with the child.

It was only then that Kurosawa Jin realized that Edogawa Kazuma actually had black hair and the face of an oriental child—before, his attention had been completely drawn to those blue eyes, and he hadn't noticed anything else about the child!

He really is...an extraordinary child...

Kurosawa Jin gave a light snort before asking, "Where is your family?"

Kazuma Edogawa paused for a moment, then lowered his head sadly and said in a low voice, "I lost them. I lost them when I was four years old..."

"My adoptive father also passed away recently..."

When he looked up again, his eyes were a little red, and he asked cautiously, "Brother, can I... can I come with you? I was hit and it hurts so much. If you don't take care of me, I'm afraid... I'll end up like my adoptive father."

Uozuka Saburo finally came to his senses and looked at the bold child.

This is too outrageous!

Although his elder brother is not old, the chilling aura he exudes is built on the blood of countless lives.

He felt uncomfortable when his older brother stared at him like that. Doesn't this kid feel anything?

What he found even more outrageous was that his older brother spoke up...

"Following me will mean enduring a lot of hardship. You might even die like your adoptive father. Are you sure?"

Kurosawa Jin's voice carried a hint of coldness.

At the same time, they were also quite interested.

Kazuma Edogawa tilted his head, pondered for a moment, and then nodded seriously: "I'm sure! So, could you take me to see a doctor first?"

Kurosawa Jin: "..."

Is this little thing unaware of anything, or is it simply fearless?

He let out a long breath before saying, "Get in the car!"

Upon hearing this, Edogawa Kazuma immediately broke into a bright smile.

Bathed in the morning light, the smile seemed almost too radiant.

The car started again and drove on the road where a few rays of sunlight had fallen.

Kurosawa Jin in the passenger seat chuckled.

He wanted to see if this strange little kid would still be able to laugh after he entered the organization's training camp...