Conan Dressed As Gin

...he came here inexplicably to show goodwill, and then left inexplicably.

"But...what is Gin doing here?"

Conan pondered for a while, then winked at Hattori, who understood. The two of them sneaked up to keep up.

Shan Heqing didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

He finally took a day off, what are these two people doing? Forget it, just follow.

The two figures followed sneakily and saw Jin Jiu turn into a tavern.

At a glance, Conan saw Gin sitting alone in the innermost seat of the store, playing with a small bottle of wine in his hand, as if waiting for someone.

"Is there a deal?" Conan conspiracy theory, he and Hattori exchanged glances, rushed in with a cat on his waist, and pretended to speak to the counter in a hoarse voice, focusing on the gin.

"Guest, what do you want?" The fat proprietress looked at Hattori with some hesitation, "I take the liberty to ask... Are you an adult?"

Conan stared closely at Gin's subtle expressions and eyes, and used his brain to search for any suspects in the store. Hattori did the same, and gave the proprietress a perfunctory smile: "Ah, oh what? Yes! Yes!"

"Guest?" The proprietress raised her eyebrows angrily. She stuck her head out and saw a young child standing outside the counter. She finally burst out: "Guest! This is a pub, how can you bring a child here!"

The proprietress was furious, grinned, and her smile was as cold and gloomy as a ghost movie. The two of them were shocked and found the proprietress with a dark background.

"Yes, I'm sorry! Let's go out now!" Seeing that the proprietress had the urge to throw them out, the two of them stuttered and were about to run out.

"Wait." A familiar cold voice suddenly sounded.

"Madam, these two are the guests I'm waiting for." Conan turned around and saw the tall and thin man in black saying so.

"Gin!" Conan was puzzled.

Why does Jinjiu say that they are the guests? Isn't he afraid that his own affairs will be seen by them next? Or...he was just here for a drink?

"Two glasses of water." Conan ordered Gin again.

He kimono followed Gin back to his seat nervously, hesitated for a moment, and sat awkwardly opposite.

"On your own."

Shan Heqing poured himself a small glass of wine and drank it on his own.

- Is he really just here for a drink?

Hattori and Conan looked at each other again, and the idea came up.

...how stupid. Sit in a pub like this and watch your nemesis drink across the table.

Conan stared at Hattori with half moon eyes open.

let's go?

Hattori also asked with his eyes.

- Not reconciled.

Conan frowned.

As the sun went down, Conan and Hattori's eyes were sour, and Gin didn't do anything else. I was in a daze all the time, pouring myself a drink. The point is that he's not drunk yet!

After saying hello, I walked out of the tavern before they could respond, and disappeared into the crowd...

This made Conan, who slept with Xiaolan at night, not caring about excitement, and was full of thoughts about how to treat gin in the future. And guess why gin is in Osaka.

Hattori went back the same way, tossing and turning for most of the night.

He had never encountered such a situation. Obviously the criminal is right in front of him, but because he has concerns, he has to stand still, and even drink wine. You Qi couldn't even catch a clue, couldn't solve the organization, and didn't know how to deal with him at all.

It was not until nine o'clock the next morning when the group came to the banquet scene on the 12th floor of Fuli Building, Conan accidentally saw Gin dressed as a bodyguard in black, and was shocked by what he wanted to do!

The author has something to say: Gin: I also really want to go to the omnipotent Hawaii.