Conan Dressed As Gin

He opened the bedside table, took out the training-specific protective clothing and helmet, put his hand/gun on his waist, and tied a dagger to his elbow. Then he walked to the training room next door and began to train his skills according to his memory...

At the doctor's house, three people with lingering fears sat facing each other.

- But the doctor who just woke up was leaning on the bed, and Conan Haiyuan was sitting beside the bed.

"It really startled me, I thought I was going to die." Dr. A Li smiled with lingering fears.

Hai Yuan frowned and didn't know what he was thinking, his face was very bad.

Conan had the same solemn expression.

"Do you think Gin's words are credible?" he asked Haiyuan uncertainly.

Haiyuan bit his lip: "Since he said so, it should be like this..."

Her eyes were a little distracted, a sign that she couldn't concentrate at all. It can be seen that the arrival of gin today has brought her much fear.

…

Shan Heqing sat down on the ground panting heavily. After a lot of exercise, his muscles were all shaking and sore. Screaming to stop him.

But as far as I can remember, this kind of exercise is just a warm-up for the gin.

Shan Heqing is not convinced, why can't he do what Jinjiu can easily do, it's just a change of soul! He stood up with difficulty and looked at the obstacle course in front of him.

Hurry up, hurry up! Get used to this body!

He gritted his teeth, stretched his body into an alert posture, and jumped out...

In the same city, there was a man who had traveled through and continued to train his skills hard. And another young man, no, he was still a boy. in a state of restlessness.

"Conan, what happened to you recently?" At the dinner table, Xiaolan looked at Conan suspiciously. He has been eating rice for a long time.

"Ah uh... It's okay! Sister Xiaolan!" Conan concealed a childish smile.

Xiaolan is not good at fooling, she put down the bowl and looked at Conan with concern: "that day your father actually left again... In fact, since he left, Conan, you have become such a soulless look, you think I feel Can't you?"

Seeing Xiaolan's worried but sharply pointing out the truth, Conan had no choice but to raise his hand and surrender: "That's right...Sister Xiaolan, it's really because of...my dad."

He turned his face and showed a helpless half-moon eye to the corner of no one.

...who is my dad!

"I knew it. Conan, do you miss your father..."

Xiaolan sighed, "It's a pity that he took you away that day and didn't leave his mobile phone number, otherwise he would be able to make a call."

Conan continued with half moon eyes.

Counting on Gin to leave a phone number? hehe...hehe...

Conan, who returned to the room after dinner, did not turn on the light, but stood in a daze in front of the dark window.

Speaking of him being so restless recently, there is nothing he can do. The unexpected visit of Jinjiu that day made him mistakenly think that the doctor was dead, and he was so distracted that he only cared about the nervous doctor, but did not follow up. The tracking sticker was not with him, so he was in such a passive situation now.

But the Maori office is here and can't be taken away. All he can do seems to be to believe what Gin says...

Suddenly there was a voice outside the door, accompanied by Xiaolan's laughter.

"Who's here? Sister Xiaolan?" Conan opened the door suspiciously.

On the stairs, Xiao Lan turned her body sideways and said happily, "Conan, who do you think is here? You were still thinking about him just now!"

Behind Xiaolan, a thin man in a black cloak showed Conan a cold expression with a smirk but his voice was soft and moving: "Yo, Conan. Dad came over after a social event. Are you happy to see Dad?"

Conan's eyes twitched twice, but since Xiaolan was still there, he forced himself to relax and ran over to hug the man with open arms: "Dad!"

Conan gritted his teeth and shouted to Shan Heqing: "You can find me, get out of here!"

"I want to pick up Conan to stay for one night. We can go to the park to play together at night." Xiaolan heard the man explain.

"Go, go, Conan, have fun!" Xiao Lan smiled and waved to the father and son who looked very close.

Shan Heqing hugged Conan and turned around and went downstairs, and Conan remained frozen. It wasn't until Xiaolan's vision that he struggled: "Put me down!"

Shan Heqing habitually sneered with the gin sign on the corner of his mouth. He glanced at Conan and put him down.

Conan quickly glanced at the cafe on the first floor of the office, but couldn't find the familiar waiter.

Shan Heqing sneered and said nothing. Just lead Conan to the side of the car.

But he wasted a lot of hands and feet and stumbled on the boy Bourbon, and he didn't have to worry about him causing trouble during this time.

Thinking of Amuro Toru, Shan Heqing was a little depressed. It's all because of Uncle Aoyama, there are so many people related to the organization near Conan's house.

Not to mention bourbon, and the rye whiskey that lives in the new house, or it would be more accurate to call him Shuichi Akai.

This is a bigger trouble. If it wasn't for the task at noon that day involved him and let Shan Heqing know that he was not at home that day, Shan Heqing would not dare to threaten Huiyuan so openly.

Not to mention Belmod, who always looks like I want to betray the organization, making him tie his hands and feet.

Not to mention the other organizational figures who came out. Kiel (Mizuna Rina), and many defectors who died... It seems that only vodka is left in the high-level personnel, Chianti and Cohen are still sticking to it, right?

Now, as the boss of the organization, the last pillar—he Jinjiu, finally has the heart of rebellion. It’s hard to guarantee that the organization won’t be like a bubble, and one day it will burst... Shan Heqing also wants to twitch the corners of his mouth.

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