I, the Buddhist who raises leopards in the Conan world

The moment his muscles began to paralyze, he aimed at the wound and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

The severe pain made him suddenly aware.

When I looked up again, the ventilation manhole cover was shaking and I could hear the sound of clothes rubbing against each other from inside.

Gin strode forward and saw only an adult-sized white coat and a pipe so narrow that even a child could barely pass through.

Shirley turned back into Haibara Ai.

Gin stared at his bleeding arm and suddenly burst into laughter.

The laughter echoed in the empty rooftop, startling a flock of night crows.

He truly felt the miracle given by fate that Shen Yuan had mentioned.

Chapter 61 Top Killer's Special Vacation

Shen Yuan stood in the living room, his hands on his hips, looking at "Master Qin" lying lazily on the sofa, and sighed deeply.

"Boss, aren't you going out to get some money?" He pointed to the bright sunshine outside the window. "You've been lying in my house for three days."

"Gin lazily raised his eyelids, raised his bandaged right arm, and said in a flat tone: "I'm injured and on vacation!" Shen Yuan: "..." - Shouldn't you be like Gundam, who can continue to fight even if half of his body is blown off? Shen Yuan held his forehead: "Okay, the boss is injured, and it is natural for him to recuperate, but does the boss still remember that you have been on vacation recently, and you disappeared without reason before, so I haven't received a salary for a long time!" He pointed at Lightning who was lying beside Gin's legs, "If this goes on, Lightning will not be able to eat meat and will have to eat vegetarian food!" Lightning raised his head at the right time, his ice-blue eyes were wet, and he whimpered aggrievedly in his throat. He shook his tail lightly, looking like "I'm really pitiful."

Gin looked at them silently, then took out a black card from the inner pocket of his windbreaker, handed it to Shen Yuan, and said very nicely, "Take it and use it!" Shen Yuan's eyes lit up, he took the black card and looked at it over and over again, as if he had seen such a high-end thing for the first time.

"Boss, is this your 'salary card'?" he asked curiously, "If I use this to make purchases, will I be tracked by people from your organization?" Gin glanced at him sideways, then picked up the cat toy on the coffee table and shook it gently.

Lightning's ears instantly stood up, his ice-blue pupils locked onto the swaying feathers, and his tail swung excitedly.

"This card is clean, no one will find out anything!" Gin said lightly while teasing Lightning, "You can use it with confidence!" Shen Yuan put the black card into his pocket without hesitation, and an attentive smile instantly appeared on his face, like a man who was greedy for money.

He bowed slightly and made an exaggerated "please" gesture.

"Boss, what would you like to eat today?" he asked with a smile, "I can provide you with a full range of ordering services~" Gin leaned lazily on the sofa, his long legs casually crossed, and his black turtleneck sweater outlined his slender waistline.

A few unruly strands of hair fell in front of his forehead, making his cold pale complexion even more striking.

He gently shook the cat toy in his hand, and Lightning immediately pounced over, his claws making a slight rustling sound on the carpet.

He glanced at Shen Yuan and said calmly, "Whatever!"

"You can't just order anything casually, boss~" Shen Yuan drawled out his tone, "You are a wounded soldier and need balanced nutrition!" He counted on his fingers, "A5 Wagyu? Fresh salmon? Chinese hospital meal? Or... do you want some light Japanese food?" Gin raised his eyes slightly, his dark green pupils showing an amber-like transparent texture in the sunlight.

He remembered the braised pork ribs Shen Yuan had made last week, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside; and the mapo tofu from the time before that, spicy and delicious... "Chinese food!" he finally spoke, his voice still cold, but when Shen Yuan turned around, he added, "I want sweet and sour pork ribs!" Shen Yuan raised a smile at the corner of his mouth: "Yes, sir!" Then he hummed a little tune and walked to the kitchen, "Add some winter melon and pork ribs soup, it's perfect for the wounded because it promotes blood circulation and removes blood stasis~" The sunlight shone on Gin through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a soft warm light on his cold features.

Lightning lay at his legs, her icy blue eyes narrowed in contentment.

Soon from the kitchen came the sizzling sound of ingredients being put into the pot, and a rich aroma gradually spread.

This afternoon, Mr. Killer's vacation life unexpectedly had a touch of the real world.

A rich aroma wafted from the kitchen. After Shen Yuan finished making the last dish for him and Gin, he started to lightly fry the steak. The thick-cut steak was fried until golden and slightly charred on the surface, while the inside maintained a perfect pink color. The gravy was firmly locked in, and just looking at it made people's mouths water.

"It's time for dinner~" Shen Yuan placed the steak in front of Lightning's special food bowl. The cheetah immediately came over, its ice-blue eyes sparkling and its tail wagging happily.

Gin sat at the dining table, in front of him were bright red sweet and sour pork ribs, clear and fragrant winter melon and pork ribs soup, and a bowl of crystal clear white rice.

Shen Yuan sat down opposite him and said with a smile: "Try it. I stewed the ribs for a little longer today, so they should be more flavorful!" Gin picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece of ribs gracefully.

The sweet and sour sauce wrapped around the tender meat, which melted in his mouth, tasted just as he remembered.

He raised his eyes slightly, met Shen Yuan's expectant gaze, and said "hmm" lightly: "Not bad!" Shen Yuan smiled even more brightly: "Thank you for your affirmation, boss!" Gin didn't bother to pay attention to him and lowered his head to continue eating.

Shen Yuan didn't care and served Gin a bowl of soup: "Boss, drink more soup, it's good for your wound to heal!" The sunlight shone through the window onto the dining table, reflecting the harmonious shadows of the two people and the leopard.

Lightning immersed himself in enjoying his steak, occasionally letting out a satisfied snort; Shen Yuan lowered his head and ate seriously; although Gin's expression remained cold, his tense shoulders were much more relaxed than usual.

After the meal, Shen Yuan cleared the dishes, wiped his hands and walked out of the kitchen. Seeing Gin standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window looking at the night sky, he casually asked, "Boss, would you like a drink of the Silent Reaper I mixed last time?" Gin turned and walked towards the bar, "Let's have a different one today!" Shen Yuan raised his eyebrows, made a "please" gesture, and watched Gin take out Gin and Chartreuse from the wine cabinet with interest.

Different from the last mixing, this time the gin is poured into the glass first, and then the Chartreuse is slowly injected. The wine appears layered amber under the light.

Then, he picked up the lighter and pressed it lightly - "Boom!" The surface of the Chartreuse instantly ignited with a faint blue flame, jumping in the cup, reflecting Gin's cold profile.

As the flames gradually died down, the two liquors blended completely, exuding a rich aroma of caramel and smoke.

Gin pushed the glass towards Shen Yuan: "Flaming Chartreuse & Gin, which means 'return from hell', try it!" Shen Yuan picked up the glass. This time the color was no longer the weird green, but a light gold, which looked much more normal.

He took a sip and frowned instantly - "Ahem..." He almost vomited, "What the hell is this taste?" The bittersweet taste after the smoke exploded on the tip of his tongue, followed by an intense burning sensation in his throat, like "burnt honey" mixed with the bitterness of herbs, burning all the way to his stomach.

Shen Yuan put down the glass with a look of disgust: "These two bottles of wine really don't match each other. Is there no way to make them taste better?" Gin glanced at him, reached out to take the glass of the despised wine, and drank it all in one gulp.

His Adam's apple rolled, and there was a trace of wine at the corner of his lips, gleaming faintly under the light.

Putting down the cup, he said meaningfully: "The phosphorescent fire rising from the green swamp seems harmless, but it is actually deadly!" He raised his eyes, and looked directly at Shen Yuan with his dark green pupils, "Isn't this wine inappropriate for the occasion?" Shen Yuan was stunned, then chuckled and took a slow step towards Gin.

The light cast an ambiguous shadow between his deep eyebrows and a playful curve appeared at the corner of his lips.

"Boss, what you said..." He took a step closer, his voice a little lazy and hoarse, and his warm breath brushed past Gin's ear faintly, "It seems like you are hinting at something?" Shen Yuan leaned forward slightly, and the collar of his black shirt opened a little with the movement, revealing the delicate lines of his collarbone.

He leaned one hand on the counter beside Gin, tightening the vague encirclement a little, with a cunning light in his eyes.

The two were so close that they could feel each other's body temperature, and the air was filled with the lingering aroma of wine and a vague ambiguity.

Shen Yuan's gaze moved from Gin's silver hair to his thin lips, then slowly moved upwards to meet his bottomless dark green eyes, and raised his eyebrows provocatively.

Chapter 62 Gin's Daily Rest 1

In the early morning, the shrill sound of the alarm clock broke the tranquility of the bedroom.

A slender hand stretched out from the quilt, accurately stopped the alarm clock, and then quickly retracted into the quilt, covering the head tightly, as if determined to go back to sleep.

"If you're not going to get up, why do you set the alarm every day?" A deep male voice came from the other side of the bed.

Gin leaned against the head of the bed, his long silver hair falling like a waterfall, spreading out on his black silk pajamas.

Gin was half leaning against the headboard of the bed. The morning light filtered through the gauze curtains, casting tiny spots of light on his angular profile, making his thin lips look even sharper.

Her long silver hair fell on her black silk pajamas, the collar of which was slightly open, revealing a faint old wound on her collarbone.

His slender fingers were flipping through a hardcover book, and the gold-embossed words "Wheel of Fortune and the Probability Trap" on the cover gleamed slightly in the sunlight.

Shen Yuan squirmed twice in the quilt, and finally gave up and spread his arms down. The quilt then slipped off, revealing his messy black hair and sleepy face.

"Boss, you don't understand this~" His voice, fresh from waking up, was lazy and hoarse, gently tickling the eardrums like a feather. "The happiest feeling of sleep is being able to take a nap after waking up!" Gin didn't even raise his eyelids and continued to flip through the pages of the book: "You are deceiving yourself!"

"Tsk, the 'cold-blooded killer' will never understand the happiness of the students of the Flower Planting Family!" Shen Yuan turned his head and found that the book in Gin's hand was already one-third thick. It was conceivable when Gin started reading.

"Boss, why are you up so early? You don't have any work!" Gin's eyes still didn't move away from the pages of the book, and he said coldly: "Because you are too restless when you sleep, and you always kick me.

"To avoid snapping your neck reflexively and ensuring your safety!" Shen Yuan blinked, an exaggerated expression of regret emerging on his face. "Boss, you've been really hard-working these past few days, having to put up with my unruly sleeping posture." He suddenly raised the corner of his mouth and leaned closer to Gin. "But boss, why do you insist on sleeping in my bed? Even if my house only has one bedroom, you can always go back to your own house if you don't want to sleep on the sofa. It's right across the street, so you can come to dinner without any delay." The sound of pages turning suddenly stopped.

Gin closed the book with a snap, and when he stood up, his silk pajamas outlined a neat line at his waist.

"I can't stay in a safe house for too long!" He walked towards the door, his voice even colder than usual, "Living across the street lately will arouse suspicion from the organization.

There are some disgusting mystics who always want to explore something!" Shen Yuan propped up his chin, watching Gin's almost fleeing back with interest: "Since you don't want to sleep, get up!" The silver-haired killer abruptly changed the subject, "It's time for breakfast!" The bedroom door was gently closed, and Shen Yuan finally couldn't help laughing.

He stretched slowly, and the place where Gin had just lain down - there was still a faint scent of gin on the sheets.

Shen Yuan quickly fried three slices of bread, two fried eggs, and two meat patties, then poured Gin a glass of iced black coffee and himself a glass of avocado milkshake.

Breakfast was served, and the extra piece of bread belonged to Gin.

Lightning squatted aside, slowly chewing his cat rice and venison jerky.

The sun is shining outside the window, the breeze is blowing gently, the leaves are rustling, and it seems that even the air is filled with the warmth of early summer.

Shen Yuan took a bite of bread, his eyes fixed on the clear sky outside the window, and suddenly said, "Boss, look at the weather outside, it's sunny and bright, so different from yesterday!" Gin picked up his coffee, glanced out the window coldly, and looked at Shen Yuan with an idiotic look, "Yesterday was November, winter, and it snowed.

Today is May 11th, so the weather is naturally different!" Shen Yuan: "..." - Listen, listen, is this human language? Yesterday was still a cold winter day, and today it jumped directly to early summer? Shen Yuan sighed silently in his heart. It seems that even if Gin noticed the magic of the "little detective", he could not realize the strange speed of time in this world.

He shook his head and decided not to dwell on this issue anymore. Instead, he asked, "Boss, the weather is so nice today, shall we go out for a picnic?" Gin put down his coffee cup with an indifferent expression, "Sure, you decide!" Shen Yuan supported his chin and thought for a moment, tapping his fingertips on the table twice, "That little detective is like he has a radar, he can run into him everywhere..." He looked up at the bright sunshine outside the window, and suddenly raised the corners of his mouth, "How about we go to the deep mountains and forests for a barbecue buffet? There are few people there, and there is a high probability that we won't encounter any trouble!" Gin's eyelashes drooped slightly, casting a small shadow under his eyes, and his slender fingers unconsciously rubbed the rim of the cup.

"It's really amazing!" After dinner, Shen Yuan stood in the kitchen and began to prepare the ingredients needed for the barbecue.

He skillfully cut the beef, chicken wings, pork belly and various vegetables and marinated them in a special sauce.

The meat pieces are soaked in the sauce, giving off an enticing aroma.

"Lightning, don't eat secretly!" he said without turning his head.

Behind him, a silver-gray cheetah was quietly approaching the cooking table, its ice-blue eyes staring straight at the freshly marinated beef.

Lightning flicked his tail and walked away as if nothing had happened, but he couldn't help but glance at the kitchen counter.

Gin leaned against the door frame, his black turtleneck sweater making him look tall and slender.

He looked at the interaction between the man and the leopard, and said lightly: "Going to the deep mountains and old forests, are you planning to prepare a buffet for Lightning?" Shen Yuan was stunned for a moment, then realized that Gin was asking - would Lightning eat meat in the wild and directly hunt other animals for raw consumption.

He shook his head: "Lightning now only has the hunting instinct and a strong biting ability, but it can't eat raw meat, or it will get sick!" He pointed to a separate fresh-keeping box next to it, "So I have to prepare cooked beef and venison for it!" As he said that, Shen Yuan turned to look at Lightning and said with a smile: "Lightning, you have to show this silver-haired gentleman your skills later. If we see a bear or something, you have to be brave and step forward to help us block it!" Lightning: "..." (Leopard is speechless) Gin snorted lightly, said nothing more, turned around and prepared equipment for going out.

Shen Yuan looked at his back, then lowered his head to continue marinating the ingredients, with a slight smile on his lips.

Chapter 63 Gin's Daily Rest 2

Shen Yuan took the funds provided by Gin, changed to a black SUV, and drove Gin and Lightning into a quiet forest.

The tires rolled over the soft fallen leaves, making a slight rustling sound.

Shen Yuan placed one hand on the steering wheel and casually lowered the car window with the other hand to let in the air filled with the fragrance of grass and trees.

"Isn't this a nice place?" He glanced sideways at Gin who was in the passenger seat, his tone filled with pride, "I found this place specially. Usually, no one comes here. The scenery is beautiful and it's quiet!" Gin looked out the window, his dark green eyes reflecting the layers of tree shadows.

The sunlight was filtered by the dense treetops into tiny golden spots, falling on his cold white profile, like some kind of mysterious totem.

It is indeed a good place - away from the hustle and bustle of the city and away from those "little detectives" who always like to run around.

The car finally stopped beside a clear stream.

Lightning jumped out of the car impatiently. His silver-gray figure left a few afterimages in the sunlight and disappeared into the bushes in the blink of an eye.

"Tsk, you seem to be having fun running!" Shen Yuan smiled and shook his head, then opened the trunk. "Boss, can you give me a hand?" Gin glanced at him, then walked over and picked up the heavy picnic box with one hand.

Shen Yuan was holding a pile of barbecue utensils, and the two of them moved the things to a flat open space by the stream in tacit understanding.

"The charcoal grill is here," Shen Yuan instructed, pushing aside the folding tables and chairs. "Put the grill over there, yes, next to that stone!" Gin cooperated, rarely, in placing the utensils according to his arrangements. Although his expression remained cold, his movements were surprisingly meticulous - he even adjusted the distance between the knives and forks to be exactly right when placing the tableware.

Shen Yuan glanced at his movements and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth: "Boss, your obsessive-compulsive disorder is an occupational disease, right? Besides, barbecue should be eaten with skewers, why do you still need a knife and fork? Why don't you have a glass of red wine?" Gin didn't even raise his head and continued to adjust the angle of the grill: "Shut up!" The stream gurgled and the shadows of the trees swayed.

In the distance came the rustling sound of lightning flashing through the forest, occasionally mixed with the fluttering sound of startled birds taking flight.

Shen Yuan squatted by the stream to wash his hands, the cool water flowing over his wrists.

"Boss," he suddenly asked, "Have you ever had this experience before?" Gin, who was lighting a fire, looked up at him and asked, "What experience?"

"That's it..." Shen Yuan shook off the water droplets on his hands, and the sunlight danced in the corners of his smiling eyes, "Like ordinary people, come out for a picnic or something!" Gin was silent for a moment, his silver hair gently blown by the breeze.

"No!" he finally said, his voice low and calm, but with a hint of imperceptible sarcasm, "I only have the experience of making a fire and roasting food when escaping in the wild!" Shen Yuan paused and looked up at him.

Gin's expression remained cold, but his dark green eyes seemed to be looking through the stream in front of him into a distant past.

——That’s not a pleasant memory.

The purpose of making a fire is to avoid freezing to death, and the purpose of grilling meat is to maintain physical strength to continue escaping, instead of sitting leisurely by the stream like now, waiting for the charcoal fire to slowly heat up, and then slowly putting the meat on it.

Shen Yuan blinked and suddenly threw a cut sugar-apple to him: "Let's commemorate the first time today, Mr. Gin!" Gin subconsciously caught the green fruit, and some cold water droplets touched his fingertips.

He stared at the sugar apple for two seconds. This was a fruit he had never eaten before. Under Shen Yuan's expectant gaze, he took a bite with an expressionless face.

The sweet juice exploded in his mouth, so unfamiliar that he frowned slightly.

"Disgusting!" he commented. How could a fruit that looked so green and unripe be so sweet? Shen Yuan burst into laughter, startling the birds in the treetops. "It seems that the boss is not suitable for enjoying life. You should continue to drink your bittersweet wine and black coffee!" As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly realized something and slapped his thigh. "Wait a minute, boss~ Speaking of wine, we didn't prepare any beer when we went out for the barbecue?!" Gin paused slightly, then took out his phone expressionlessly: "I'll send a message to Vodka and ask him to send some over!" Shen Yuan continued with his work. After listening to Gin's words, he said: "Since he's here, let him buy some more ingredients and then we can eat together!" Shen Yuan thought of the "little detective" who would chase after a Porsche if he saw one on the road, and warned Gin: "Tell him to change cars, don't drive the Porsche!" Gin: "..." He looked at Shen Yuan silently for two seconds, finally lowered his head to edit the message, his fingers tapping quickly on the screen: [Bring beer and ingredients, change cars, don't drive the Porsche.

】After sending the message, Gin put away his phone and said lightly: "He will be here within an hour!" Shen Yuan nodded with satisfaction and turned around to continue fiddling with the grill.

Just set some things up and wait for the vodka to arrive before starting to grill.

About forty minutes later, Vodka arrived in a gray LAND CRUISER and got out of the car carrying two large bags of beer and ingredients.

As soon as he got out of the car, he saw his eldest brother sitting on a folding chair by the stream, his silver hair gleaming coldly in the sun, and in his hands... grilling skewers of meat? Vodka: "???"

"Vodka!" Shen Yuan waved, "Come over and have some barbecue!" Seeing this temporary worker again, Vodka was already stunned.

When his elder brother asked him to bring three servings of beer, he guessed that the third person might be Shen Yuan.

But seeing the two of them sitting together barbecuing still made him a little confused.

Vodka walked over stiffly, carefully placed the beer on the table, and whispered to Gin, "Brother, this is the beer you wanted..." Gin glanced at him coldly and said nothing.

Shen Yuan patted Vodka on the shoulder and said casually: "Don't be polite, sit down, grill whatever you want to eat yourself!" Vodka secretly glanced at Gin, and seeing that his elder brother had no intention of objecting, he sat down carefully, picked up two skewers of meat, put them on the grill and slowly grilled them.

While roasting, he looked around vigilantly, as if he was worried that a wild beast would rush out at any time.