Conan's winery play house

Chapter 83

The smile froze on Bourbon's face.

Is there something wrong with vodka?
Why do you suddenly have a brain?

"If you can do it, just try it." Gin raised the corners of his mouth and watched Bourbon from the rearview mirror.

"Let this kid stay away from me." He said with great interest.

"Don't!" The white-haired boy sat in a well-behaved posture, with the corners of his mouth pressed down, and said unhappily.

Although Brother Tou is also a family member, there are differences between family members.

At least Papa's status is different from other family members.

"So I'll let him try it if he can, Ivy." The smile on Gin's face grew wider.

Bourbon trying to sow discord?That's up to him.

If possible, the other party can also take the role of father in the play house, and Gin doesn't mind at all.

That one was very angry because Aveklear called him his father, but he didn't dare to say anything to Avekleel.

The attitude towards Avik Lear was simply scrupulously cautious.

But he didn't dare to face Aveklear.

Most of the time, I only dare to communicate by text message, and occasionally even use a voice changer when talking on the phone.

It is completely different from the cruel and bloody way of treating other people and the attitude of disregarding human life.

If only Bourbon had become the father in the house-playing game...

He will definitely be targeted by that one.

Thinking of this, the smile on Gin's face got bigger.

He was the first person the kid met after he ran away, and at that time, he had received the mission from that person to go to that place to deal with a traitor.

As a result, a puppy stumbled and bumped into it.

Even if the other party was covered in wounds, covered in blood, and even looked blind and unable to speak, Qin Jiu was not prepared to survive.

Instead, he raised his gun and prepared to kill him.

Until the other party raised his head.

Blank blue eyes stared in his direction.

Gin was silent for a moment, then smiled.

The gun resting on the boy's forehead slid down little by little, outlining his face, and staring at it for a moment.

Then Gin put away his gun.

"Like a homeless stray dog," he remarked.

"If it wasn't for his face..." Qin Jiu looked down at the boy.

If the face was not clean and intact, he would not have recognized it.

Gin had seen this face for at least 20 years.

Even if the boy was only eight or nine years old at the time.

He had seen this face earlier.

It's just that it's not a real person, but a photo.

He thought the other party was already dead.

The result is still alive?
And...it looks exactly the same age as in the photo.

It was as if the 20 years that Gin had witnessed did not exist for the other party at all.

He frowned and looked at the boy with blood on his clothes and wounds on his body. After a moment of silence, he took off his coat, wrapped him up and took him away.

"He actually survived."

"It seems that the organization can't give you, Gin."

"I want to watch him grow up."

That said when he learned that the other party was still alive.

At the beginning, that person said to Gin, [If one day I die, the organization will be handed over to you. ]
Qin Jiu also made preparations for the other party to commit suicide suddenly one day.

But that day, that person said that the organization could not be handed over to him.

In other words, that person is not planning to commit suicide.

Just because I want to watch this kid grow up.

……

"You're really confident, Gin." The blond man sat in the back seat and stroked the boy's hair.

"But I'm not interested in the role of your father." He said indifferently.

Someone already took the position, unless Gin died, no one could take his place.

Even if Gin died, there might be no way to replace it.

The dead are always better than the living.

It is more valuable because it is lost.

So it is more appropriate to find an identity that no one has ever assumed.

Being the owner is great, isn't it?
Thinking of those trained police dogs, Jiang Gu Ling smiled.

"Heh." Looking at the smile of the man behind him, Qin Jiu also sneered.

Since Bourbon wants to try it, he can do whatever he wants.

You can't blame others when you die.

Aveklear's feelings for his so-called family...

It's more like a curse than a love.

Twisted, cursed love.

I look forward to the death of my family every day.

The undercover agents who died under Aveklear also thought they could change Avekleel at first.

The black Porsche stopped in front of Miyamoto's house.

"Get out of the car." Qin Jiu's voice was indifferent.

"Yes--" the blond man opened the car door with a long voice.

"Let's go, Ivy, go home." He stood at the door of the car and said to the boy in the car.

"Will you take more chances to see me?" Aituo asked, grabbing Gin's clothes.

"You can do the mission, as long as you can see Uncle Vodka and Papa..."

The boy's blue eyes under the sunglasses stared at the silver-haired man.

Vodka on the side was about to show a moved expression again.

He even wanted to agree to Ivy's request for Brother Gin.

Gin glanced over, and Vodka turned his head, as if he didn't exist.

Forget it, don't meddle in the affairs between the eldest brother and Ivy and his son.

"If you are obedient." Qin Jiu said with his eyes closed.

"I'll be obedient." Aituo said seriously.

"Then now, get out of the car and go back." Qin Jiu opened his eyes and said.

"...Oh." Ai Tuo let go of the other party's clothes, and got out of the car obediently despite his aggrieved expression.

"Goodbye Uncle Vodka, goodbye Papa." He stood outside the car and waved.

Watching the black Porsche drive away.

"You are really, you can't see others at all when you have gin." The blond man said with a smile on his face.

"Because papa is special." Aituo replied confidently.

He never hides it.

Gin was special to him.

"Why is he special?" Toru Amuro asked curiously.

Gin, did he do something that made him special to Aveklear?
"If you have to say..." The white-haired boy looked thoughtful.

Trying to find a word to describe gin.

Then he found it.

"Because Papa is my angel!" He nodded affirmatively.

Amuro Toru's eyes froze.

Angel……

Gin...

Angel……

Avik Lear, would you like to reformulate the language again?

Are you serious?

Angel and Gin can't be connected anyway, can they? !
"It is said in the book that God sent angels to save the suffering world, and Papa saved me, so he must be my angel!" Aituo said again with certainty.

If he hadn't met Gin then, where would he be now?
Probably already dead in a corner.

Maybe he lost too much blood, maybe he died of freezing, maybe he died of starvation, or some other way of death.

Without the company of his family, he died alone.

Aituo hopes to have his family by his side even when he dies.

It is clearly stated in the book that the police are good people and will help everyone in need.

But he has never encountered it.

　Angel Papa Gin Jun hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.

　　I'm laughing so loud, help.

　　 PS: The predecessor of the Japanese police is the super high class emmmmm. In the original book, he also used Mori Kogoro to get Edogawa Conan to help. Kazami Yuya also said that the police are unscrupulous. Mr. Furuya is a terrible person, the bottom line and so on ... I think his bottom line may be Japan.

　　Moreover, he has been undercover in the organization for seven years, and he has definitely killed many people, and the code name is not given away for nothing.

　　Let him soften his heart because he is underage... I don't think it is very realistic.

　　I wrote www according to the unscrupulous public security character with a bit of bourbon character added.

　　If he was nice to Aito from the beginning because he was underage, I would suspect that his brain is broken.

　　But don't worry, he will be taught to be a man, to be the good family member that Aituo wants/speaks earnestly.

　　As you all know, I am a cool author/confirmed.jpg
　　
　
(End of this chapter)