Conan Dressed As Gin

Conan woke up groggy.

In front of Xiaolan's worried face: "Conan, you finally woke up!"

"Is it heat stroke? It's so hot." A voice with a cold voice said, the voice was a little familiar.

Conan shook his head, sat up and muttered, "Maybe it's heatstroke—"

His words came to an abrupt end, he raised his head suddenly, and stared at someone in the room incredulously.

The thin man in black clothes and silver hair was standing not far from the bed, looking over coldly.

The words just now came from his mouth.

"Qin, Qinqin, Qinjiu?! Why are you here! Sister Xiaolan, go away!" Conan lost his voice.

"What kind of wine? What's wrong with you, Conan?" Xiaolan thought that Conan wasn't quite sober. "Is this your father? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Take a break?"

Conan was about to get angry, but seeing that there was no scene of tearing his face now, he didn't dare to shout any more, just stared at the figure, terrified and frightened.

He couldn't figure it out, he suddenly woke up... How could Gin be in the office?

And—who is his father!

Shan Heqing raised his eyebrows.

He felt something was wrong with Conan.

Why do you wake up like you don't know him anymore? Appears to be sleepy.

Could it be that the amount of training he has been training recently is too large for his body to accept? So you suddenly fainted?

"Conan, since you're not feeling well, we won't go out this afternoon. I'll pick you up tomorrow." Shan Heqing said.

Conan is on pins and needles, where can he leave gin alone?

"I'm going too! I'm going too!" he hurriedly said coquettishly.

"Conan misses his father." Xiaolan smiled.

"Then I'll take Conan back to stay for one night."

His expression was so kind that Conan was taken aback.

Is he still dreaming...?

Before Conan could react, the figure in black came over and hugged him.

Conan was about to scream when suddenly his body froze.

This feeling... what's going on here? !

The body... The body is actually very used to holding such a child? There is also the smell on Gin, which is also very familiar... He is used to being hugged by Gin? ! isn't it?

"Then let's go back, goodbye." The tall man hugged Conan in his arms and said goodbye.

"Mr. Edogawa, goodbye." Xiaolan's tone was also very familiar.

Conan was still in a trance, and Jin Jiu carried him downstairs, as if he wanted to leave on foot.

"Conan, what's wrong with you?" Gin put him down and held him by hand instead.

Conan didn't answer nervously.

He felt that this action felt better, but being held by the gin, he felt uncomfortable. But there was no physical discomfort at all, and in my memory... it seemed that it was normal to walk hand in hand with Gin like this.

How could he think it was normal to walk holding hands with Gin!

Is he broken? !

Shan Heqing felt that Conan was a little weird, but he just pursed his lips and continued: "Vodka bought food at home. Dai Kudo is also here. Let's have dinner together in the evening. Are you too tired? It's good to relax for a day today."

Conan: "…"

vodka.

at home? ?

Who is Dai Kudo?

Is your father Yusaku Kudo? !

let's have dinner tonight.

Gin, Vodka, Papa Yusaku, myself.

let's have dinner tonight.

...however he knows all the words, but he can't understand them when they are combined together...

Conan smirked: "Haha, haha, I'm sure I haven't woken up yet."

Shan Heqing's eyes became deeper.

Conan's reaction was really wrong.

Could a fainting still make him lose his memory? But it seemed that he just couldn't accept himself.

just forget yourself?

Rather, it's like...

Conan followed Gin cautiously and vigilantly, but he didn't expect to only walk one street and stopped at the fourth chome.

He followed Jinjiu's eyes towards the roadside shop, and couldn't help but reluctantly.

…Butcher shop, Gin, do you want to buy meat for dinner?

...I can't associate buying ingredients with gin.

Shan Heqing took the first step to confirm the thoughts in his mind. Sure enough, Conan didn't even know No. 26.

"Mr. Edogawa is back, yo, isn't this Conan! Come to accompany your father again!" The butcher's uncle smiled.

Conan grinned reluctantly.

So... why does everyone think Gin is his father...

The two went upstairs.

The moment he entered the door, Conan's nerves were the most tense, he threw Gin's hand away, and hid behind the sofa in the living room - this is a good cover. He thought that Gin was going to attack him.

"Conan, what are you doing?" The back of the sofa was facing the kitchen door, with a clear view.

Vodka stood at the kitchen door - behind Conan, looking at him strangely.

Conan: "…"

He turned his head and saw vodka without hostility.

Awkward.

Vodka didn't care, put the cold dish on the table in the living room, and said to the gin: "Mr. Kudo said he would bring a bottle of 'Hei Wushuang', so I didn't prepare wine."

Gin didn't do anything to Conan, but naturally talked to vodka: "Buy some food from Chinatown. Last time he seemed to be interested in them. The taste of fish-flavored pork shreds is good."

"I know, big brother, I will buy fish-flavored shredded pork."

Conan felt like he was going crazy.

How did the gin and vodka conversation... turn out like this? ! Parents are short, firewood, rice, oil and salt? !

What the two said should clearly be:

"Brother, that person has already been killed."

"Well done, stay vigilant. Take a night off."

"Got it, big brother."

...that's how it should be!

Conan was stunned to confirm that Jin Jiu didn't want his life for the time being, and sat on the sofa in confusion and trembling.

After a while, there was a knock on the door.

Vodka went to buy food, so Gin opened the door in person. The moment that figure walked in, Conan almost burst into tears.

...why, really dad? !

Kudo Yusaku walked in with a normal face, greeted Gin and Conan, and put the wine on the table.

The two of them chatted about the bottle of Hei Wushuang wine without anyone else.

Conan: "…"

Dad, in fact, you knew that I was kidnapped here by gin, so you came to have this meal. Including the current chatter, it's all just to save me, right?

But until the vodka came back with the food, the four of them sat around the table, and the atmosphere was very harmonious and began to eat - the gin and vodka did not worry about Dad's drug in the wine, and Dad didn't worry about the two of them in the meal. poisoned. Three people kiss like this! cut! ate...

There is no bow at all, the knife is hidden in the smile, and the food cannot be swallowed. You come and I go...

Conan stared blankly at his father's implicit smile and raised a glass of wine. Gin's expression was cold, and he looked at him with disdain, but the cup in his hand was also raised? ? !

The vodka was gobbling down, and depending on the situation, he hurriedly chewed and raised his glass.

Conan was in a trance.

He finally couldn't help pinching his thigh secretly.

- It hurts!

He almost didn't cry out in pain, but he was still in a trance.

He couldn't figure it out.

Not a dream.

...Then why are Dad and Gin clinking glasses in front of me?

[End of the fifth episode]

The author has something to say: yes 2333, this is the original Conan crossed over. I really screwed them all up. Who proposed this? Completely satisfied~