The Secret of Gin [Conan]

A month later, Kurosawa talked about it in bed.

"...They actually discussed this?"

Gin's expression became very dangerous, and at the same time, deep disgust flashed in his eyes.

Whether it's vodka or Saburo Uozuka, they never figured out one thing. The "less casual" style of gin is neither because of his high morals, nor because of his "cleanliness and suspicion", but because of his arrogance.

Just like a normal human being would not want to have an intimate relationship with things like rabbits, cows and sheep.

Gin never saw most of humanity as the same kind.

Unlike serial murderers, gin is not hostile to ordinary people, and ordinary people do not deserve to own it.

That was a disregard, Gin had no interest in hunting these fragile creatures.

Unless required by organizational tasks.

The best agents of those secret agencies are nothing but flies and mice to Gin's mouth, and the sharp detectives are foxes.

It sounds like Gin has a habit of taking nicknames, but Gin really thinks so.

There are not many powerful people recognized by him, and most of them are within the organization.

But the same kind does not mean that it can meet the aesthetics of gin.

When Gin talked about Belmode, the word he used was "that woman".

This was a good example. He admitted that Belmode belonged to the same category and was a very attractive woman, but Gin felt that she was troublesome and was not happy to meet her.

If Belmode is like this, what is that CIA agent?

So Uozuka Saburo's proposal was a failure, to the point where even Kurosawa felt uncomfortable hearing it.

It's even worse when you think about it.

He was so disgusted that Kurosawa didn't bother to ask for information, and dealt with the person directly.

Gin Jiu could have watched Kurosawa's jokes, but his younger brother was also involved in this matter, which made him feel particularly bad.

Correction, Gin was in a bad mood today.

He came with the "maliciousness" of revenge on Kurosawa, but the result was not ideal.

Hei Ze seems to have a sufficient understanding of the two of them, and he can always grasp some key advantages. Although these things can be learned by Gin through temporary setbacks and failures, when it comes to using them, it is still Hei Ze's choice. Ze is more precise and efficient, like a sniper duel, won by the one who can't make mistakes.

This made Gin suspicious. Is he going to study some video data?

On the one hand, he felt that this idea was absurd and not worth encroaching on his precious time, and on the other hand, he suspected that Kurosawa had already done so.

Gin looked at Kurosawa.

But at this time, Kurosawa told him such an outrageous thing.

"..."

Gin wanted to push Vodka's head into the sink to wake him up.

——Usually slandering and complaining that Uozuka is a waste in front of himself, how dare he do something even stupider with such a waste?

"It seems that life is too smooth." Qin Jiu said with a sneer.

If it was like in the organization back then, with bosses urging tasks, rum tossing, and vodka driving every day as soon as he opened his eyes, would he be so boring and worry about things that had nothing to do with him?

Kurosawa objected to this statement, because Uozuka Saburo's side was really not going well.

Uozuka almost ran into Kudo Shinichi head-on, a nearly perfect new identity was dug out by the Japanese police, and even Kurosawa lost a long-term safe house.

"Is it the identity of the musician?"

Gin frowned slightly, but he didn't care too much.

After all, the identity is just a "residence certificate", which is a reasonable excuse to the outside world. When Kurosawa lived there, he used his career as a freelance musician as a cover, and he didn't really create music.

If one identity is lost, another identity can be used.

After all, these are all cover, not real, and Gin and Kurosawa will not invest too much energy and time in it.

What Kudo thought was a major discovery was nothing in the eyes of Gin and Kurosawa.

There are so many people in Japan. If everyone who lives alone and withdrawn is suspected, the amount of investigation is astonishing. It will take more than three years, and a complete form will be prepared by the household registration police stations all over Japan.

Then update the information according to this form at any time.

Suspect every new suspicious person who moves in, and record the recent life of the "unsuspected" solitary person, because death, serious illness, marriage, fame, etc. will happen at any time to leave the solitary state.

It's not impossible to do something like this, but...

It's impossible in Japan.

In other words, it is impossible in most countries.

Even if the target of the investigation is GIN, it is a dangerous element that all state secret agencies want to catch.

However, such an investigation consumes too much energy, takes a long time, and requires the cooperation of too many grassroots police officers.These police officers are already very busy with their work, and their salaries are still very meager. It is really difficult to guarantee their dedication.

If the attitude of the grassroots police officers is disgusted and the Japanese public security implements it by itself, the loss outweighs the gain.

A large number of people are caught up in the investigation, what about other cases?

Is GIN the only trouble this country needs to face?

of course not.

A long-term task that is difficult to achieve, and once "achievements" appear, it means danger. Is there anyone really willing to do such a task?

"...Hmph, if it wasn't for Rei Fuguya, the Japanese public security would have deliberately 'forgot' our existence."

Gin glanced at Kurosawa, obviously still thinking that he should find a chance to kill Furutani Rei.

Kurosawa lit a cigarette indifferently.

Since entering the "new life" with another self, the feeling of desolation and loneliness has never appeared again, so he doesn't care much about Bourbon's life or death.

"If you have a plan, I can also cooperate." Kurosawa leaned close to Gin's ear, and put his fingers between the long silver hair, feeling the damp and sweaty breath.

The blush on the pinnae and neck hadn't completely faded away.

Finger marks stood out between the pale skin and the scars.

Sliding of Adam's apple.

And the beating of the heart under the skin.

……

……

The accident happened at this moment.

The bed began to vibrate slightly, like an earthquake that happens every month.

But everything around suddenly became distorted and weird. The furniture and walls seemed to melt, dragging and hanging in mid-air.

Qin Jiu subconsciously grabbed the wooden warehouse, he felt the familiar drowsiness and headache.

He tried his best to stay awake, and in a blur he felt someone "wrapping" him tightly.

The strength is terrifying.

He instinctively struggled to fight back, because this kind of strength was almost killing people. Fortunately, the familiar breath awakened his reason, and Gin didn't open the safety of the wooden warehouse, but allowed himself to be "imprisoned".

In the next second, he lost consciousness.

I don't know how long he was in a coma, anyway, when Gin Jiu woke up again, he immediately turned over quickly...

Couldn't get up.

One of the reasons for the soreness and numbness of the muscles is that it is not easy to exert force, and it is mainly because of Kurosawa.

Kurosawa is also regaining consciousness, but the difference is - he is holding on tighter.

"let go."

Gin endured without pressing Bo|Lai|Ta against Kurosawa's chest.

After all, the situation is unknown.

Kurosawa's headache still hasn't gone away, he frowned and asked:

"……What is this place?"

In an empty room, the floor was clean and the curtains were tightly drawn. Although it was daytime, the room was still dark.

"Probably one of my safe houses."

Gin guessed from the environment, this pattern is very similar.

Kurosawa rubbed his forehead and laughed lowly: "At least it's not the worst situation."

For example, appearing in the streets and alleys.

Gin Jiu really wanted to punch Heisawa in the face, he thought he was already in a bad mood today, but he didn't expect to be able to break through the bottom line again.

In fact, ever since Gin had the experience of returning to the original world inexplicably after falling asleep, he was very vigilant every time he took a rest, and he would never wear pajamas. will be removed.

Fortunately, this time, he "returned" like this, with his whole body... only the Bo | Lai | Tower that he grabbed in time.

Not to mention clothes, not even socks.

This guy Kurosawa was even more outrageous, he didn't even take the wooden warehouse, he only cared about hugging people.

Now there are clear strangle marks on Qin Jiu's shoulders, arms, and thighs, and it can be seen at a glance that a person lay on him and strangled him with all his limbs.

Facing Gin's gloomy and angry eyes, Kurosawa decided to pretend he didn't see it, and went to the cabinet to find clothes familiarly.

very smooth.

Spare weapons, clothing, medical bandages, small binoculars, magazines and other "essentials".

Just when they were halfway through their clothes, a voice suddenly came from outside the door.

The sound of a key opening the door.

Kurosawa and Gin exchanged a suspicious look, and then Kurosawa hid in a dark corner, and Gin raised the wooden barn first, and pressed it against the wall silently, waiting for people from outside to enter the house.

The door was opened.

Then it didn't close.

The people outside the door noticed something strange.

Gin knows that he and Heisawa have left traces in the house. After all, this is his safe house, and he is not searching for clues in a strange house, and he wants to keep the items as they are.

But who will have his safe house key?

Sometimes, even Gin had to pick the lock to enter his safe house. After all, he couldn't carry so many keys with him.

"Brother, what's going on?"

At this time, the voice of vodka came in from the corridor.

Gin's dark green pupils shrank violently, because he heard a very familiar sneer again.

"Hmph, there's a strange mouse coming into the house."

"what?"

The vodka outside the door was furious, and Gin could imagine him pulling out the barn in anger.

Gin and Kurosawa's minds were running fast, and they immediately came up with their own reactions in this situation.

—Turn around and detonate the bomb placed in the safe house.

This will not work.

Kurosawa kicked out of the cabinet, hitting the door just right.

Qin Jiu rushed out, avoiding the bullets, and raised the wooden warehouse to face the familiar face outside the door.

"Snapped."

A man with pale blond hair and a black trench coat dropped a cigarette from his mouth.

He stared at Gin in disbelief.

Gin disappeared into the darkness again in the next second.

"Big brother..."

"Leave immediately."

"What?" Vodka outside the door was confused.

Probably can't explain it clearly, and can't deal with the situation.

The man with pale blond hair suddenly turned around, slapped his palm unconsciously and stretched out his head trying to get rid of the intruder's vodka for his elder brother, then threw him outside the door and closed the door behind his backhand.

"come out."

The voice was full of violence.

The man in black with light blond hair was holding the Bo | Lai | Tower, facing exactly where Gin was hiding.

Gin came out slowly. He was only half dressed, with only shorts and a shirt on his body, and the shirt hadn't been buttoned yet.

But this does not affect his movements, the raised wooden warehouse is also facing the owner of this room.

"you……"

The master's expression was distorted. Before he finished speaking, he keenly felt another aura that was not right. He immediately took a step back and leaned his back against the wall. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw——

Kurosawa, in his trousers and no shirt, pointed the safehouse's spare weapon at his head.

All three were silent.

Countless words churned in my mind, and turned into thick smoke of a violent explosion.

So what the hell is going on here?

Just when the owner of the house couldn't bear it anymore, suddenly the ground shook violently, and people shouted in panic everywhere.

"earthquake!"

"Run!"

The man with pale blond hair held on to the wall and watched as the two people who had exactly the same appearance and breath as him "disappeared".

It really disappeared out of thin air.

The figure gradually faded in the air.

It was so outrageous that he suspected it was a dream.

Immediately afterwards, the crackling and falling debris and the ceiling woke him up instantly. He kicked open the door, grabbed the vodka and rushed out of the building.

"Brother, what's going on..."

The vodka was woken up by the gravel, and asked drowsily.

"There was an earthquake and people ran away."

After hesitating for a few seconds, the man was sullen and didn't say what he saw.

Saw two "selves" with suspicious marks messing around in a safehouse?

Although it was very faint, he did smell something, which came from those two people.

What kind of absurd illusion is this?