Conan's winery play house

Chapter 267 Self-Hypnosis
Great?
Amuro looked at the joyful young man whose face was full of true feelings, and felt the absurdity.

Aveklear was really happy that he was able to play the so-called game of mouse and mouse.

this is not right.

Aveklear is still a child of the organization after all.

No matter how innocent and ignorant he looks, he is indifferent to human life.

The young man who became a lagging dog after murder was only because the person who was killed was someone whom Aveklear valued.

If it were someone else who had nothing to do with Avik Lear...

Will the other party still feel pain because of the murder?

"Ivy, you..." The blond man lowered his eyes to avoid being directly seen the emotions in his eyes.

"Do you feel pain because you killed someone, or because you killed your sister?" His voice was low and calm.

"If it were someone else you didn't know, would you feel pain for killing them?" There was even a faint smile.

Are you smiling when you ask yourself a question?

Jiang Gu Ling listened to his own voice, his mind was in a trance.

What are you laughing at?

Laughing at the wrong person?

"...No." Aito tilted his head, remained silent for a moment, and gave the answer.

He will not lie to his family, even if he knows that the answer he says may not please the other party.

"...You know what the organization uses for what you invented, right?" Toru Amuro continued to ask.

"Yes, I know." Aito nodded.

He even made some things because of the needs of everyone in the organization.

"Really, that's it, that's really... great." The blond man showed a gesture of relief, as if genuinely happy.

Sure enough, Aveklear was actually... essentially assimilated by the organization long ago.

After all, he was raised by the organization when his memory was blank, and...maybe even raised by that Gin guy.

Raised by demons... Naturally, they are also demons.

The little devil is also a devil, and there are no real angels in the organization.

Why did he think that the other party would be that kind of innocent and kind existence?

Jiang Gu Ling felt nauseated for a while, but also a little relieved.

It's actually pretty good, isn't it?
In this way, he won't feel so much guilt when he uses Aveklear.

Aveklear was not innocent.

He voluntarily provided inventions for the organization, knowing that the organization would use those things to commit crimes.

Laissez-faire and connivance are inherently sinful.

Accompanied by this cognition, there was a change in his feelings for Aveklear. Before, there was always some pity, because the other party was young, ignorant, and seemed innocent and ignorant of the world, but now it has turned into disgust.

Like he loathed the rest of the organization.

Aveklear was no different than those who helped organize crime.

Just younger criminals.

"I like you more." Amuro Toru said with a chuckle.

Disgusting, disgusting.

When the image he had given to the other party was shattered, everything he saw about the other party seemed to become hideous.

But not.

No display of dislike for Aveklear is allowed.

Bourbon only liked each other more for it.

Because of the other party's proposal, Bourbon can enjoy the joy of catching mice, so Bourbon should be happy.

So Toru Amuro just smiled lazily and took the initiative to hug the boy who asked "Really?" with surprise on his face, and pressed the other's head to his chest, so as not to be seen by the other party.

The emotions in the opaque blue eyes are complex and repulsive.

"Go to bed early." He stroked the boy's soft white hair and said in a natural tone.

"Can I have a bedtime story today?" Aito asked nervously and expectantly.

Since Brother Tou said he was very happy today, he should be willing to tell him a bedtime story.

"Of course." Amuro said.

"Great!" The boy's voice was joyful and excited.

Jiang Gu Ling seemed to be standing in front of a mirror, looking at himself in the mirror with a casual smile, and telling Aviclear a bedtime story in a soothing and patient tone.

After seeing the boy close his eyes, he turned off the bedside lamp, put down the fairy tale book and left.

"I'm... Bourbon." Jiang Guling stood in front of the half-length mirror in the bathroom, with a calm expression.

"A lunatic who hates the world, hates undercover agents, and likes to kill."

"Don't hate Aveklear."

"Bourbon doesn't hate Aveklear." The blond man looked at himself in the mirror and said word by word.

Then he repeated these words hundreds of times, engraving them deeply in his mind.

It was as if he had thought so in the first place.

Jiang Gu Ling was lying on the bed, thinking that he might not be able to fall asleep tonight, but he didn't expect that as soon as he lay on the bed, his consciousness sank uncontrollably and he closed his eyes.

He fell into a deep sleep.

Bourbon opened his eyes.

"A lunatic who hates the world, hates undercover agents, and likes to torture and kill is what Bourbon should have. Remember it like this." The blond man spoke with satisfaction, and his aura was quietly filled with unscrupulous madness.

He came to Aveklear's room.

"Well done." Bourbon said to the boy on the bed, with a complimenting tone.

The efficiency is quite high. This policeman has a task to do. If the undercover agent is caught...

When the time comes, I will show the policeman how Bourbon treats undercover agents.

Don't want to be a bourbon?Then make it more real.

"Papa did it." Aito shook his head.

He just mentioned it to Papa. The reason why Brother Tou received the mission was Papa's negotiation with Uncle Rum.

No, it should be said...it was a negotiation between Uncle Vodka and Uncle Rum.

Uncle Vodka told himself that Papa didn't want to talk to Uncle Rum, so all exchanges were relayed by Uncle Vodka.

Uncle Vodka told Uncle Rum that he wanted to see the strength of the highly anticipated members of the intelligence department, and said something about the existence of undercover agents in the organization, so Uncle Rum gave Brother Tou a task.

For the face of the intelligence service.

"This police officer suddenly hates you very much." Bourbon didn't care who was responsible for it, as long as his goal was achieved, nothing else mattered, so he just picked an interesting topic and said.

"That's what the undercover family is like." The white-haired and blue-eyed teenager sat on the bed, his eyes were depressed, and his tone sounded a bit calm as usual, looking like a pitiful little boy.

I won't like him easily, I won't give him love easily, but I will hate him easily.

This is the usual style of undercover family members.

"It looks so pathetic... Ivy." Bourbon said with a chuckle.

"So you can better understand that it's a good thing to bring us back?" The tone was meaningful.

"At least we will be your real family, and we won't be like double-faced undercover agents, only thinking about how to deceive and use you." He lowered his voice, leaned over and reached out to touch the boy's cheek.

"So don't feel bad about being undercover, they don't deserve it."

"Of course, if it's just playing with them, then it doesn't matter."

"For undercover agents, they will never show true affection to you. You should really learn from them." He said with emotion.

　Touzi saw that Aito's filter was broken.

　　Start hypnotizing yourself.

　　Touzi: I don't hate Avik Lear, absolutely not (repeat a hundred times)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)