Soul Chuan Ke Xue: I call gin and wine my wife

A case made everyone in the hotel exhausted physically and mentally.

In order to watch the prisoner, the man named Yuki Teramoto and Dr. Ali stayed up all night.

Lancer and Gin were different. The two of them were fast asleep in their rooms.

Although it started to get dark outside within two or three hours, Lancer had a good sleep.

Gin, on the other hand, was sitting cross-legged on the tatami next to him, alternating between smoking and napping, which was somewhat unsettling.

Even early in the morning, the police had not arrived in time.

After putting down Lancer who was sleeping in the room, Gin put on the mask that could instantly change his appearance and went for a walk in the mountains.

When he came back, he was carrying a basket of wild vegetables and bamboo shoots in his hand. At this time, he returned to the role of Lancer's companion and became a passerby who had little to do with this case.

Edogawa Conan and Okiya Subaru came here with the police.

As soon as he landed, he rushed into the hotel. After seeing the doctor, Conan hurriedly asked: "Doctor! Where is Haiyuan?"

Hearing this, Dr. Ali pointed to the room and said: "She has been staying in the room, but it is already this time in the morning, so she should have gotten up by now."

Conan had no choice but to withdraw from the place where the murder occurred and planned to go to the room to find someone.

As a result, while running in the corridor, I bumped into a man who had just walked out of the kitchen.

His face was unfamiliar, and Conan was sure that he had never seen him before.

But the pressure overflowing from this man's body made his scalp feel numb.

what happened……

Why do I suddenly feel my heart beating fast and feeling nervous?

"Conan, I've already asked, the children's rooms are at-"

Okiya Subaru's calm voice stopped suddenly.

He also saw the man with short brown hair, with three-dimensional facial features and deep eye sockets. The moment their eyes met, both of them felt a strange sense of conflict.

If Lancer were here, he would probably die laughing.

Isn't it funny that two people who are also pretending want to see through each other?

"Are you okay?" After Gin casually withdrew his gaze, his eyes glanced at the primary school student in front of him.

After hearing Conan's hesitant hum, Gin said nothing, carried a kettle and returned to his room, then closed the door.

After he heard the footsteps of the two people disappearing, he placed the thermos with hot water on the small table in the room.

Hearing the slight movement, the person lying on the tatami first moved and then turned over.

Lancer poked his head out and reluctantly opened his sleepy eyes, but he still couldn't help but let his upper and lower eyelids fight.

"What's wrong?" He asked hoarsely.

The man prepared a tea bag in the empty cup, and then made a cup of tea with hot water.

"It's nothing, a few uninvited guests came."

Lancer didn't think much, just thinking that the rescue police had finally arrived, yawned, sat up and crawled over to where Gin was.

The man was sitting cross-legged, and soon he leaned against a warm body.

Lancer pushed his slightly longer, somewhat obstructive hair behind his ears, lowered his head and took a sip from the teacup in the man's hand.

After drinking the first glass of water in the morning, his thirsty throat was relieved, and the young man let out a sigh of satisfaction.

Gin was taller and stronger than him, and his clothes were much looser. Lancer wore his shirt as pajamas. The hem was very long, and now it was wrinkled from sleeping all night.

Gin raised the tea cup in front of him with his left hand, "Don't be lazy, take it yourself."

Lancer narrowed his eyes, sighed silently in his heart, and said: "Ruthless."

"Don't leave the hotel today. The kid you've always been afraid of, Kudo Shinichi, came here specifically to see Shirley."

Lancer wasn't surprised by this at all.

He said nonchalantly in the smoky heat: "Fortunately, I took off her watch, badges and even her jewelry wallet. Otherwise, if there was any tracking device on it, your trip would have been in vain. "

Gin snorted coldly, "You reminded me that Bermod and Bourbon tracked down Shirley's whereabouts several times and even made an assassination plan, but in the end nothing was done. Do you think they did it intentionally or unintentionally? "

"I think Belmode really hates Shirley."

After all, that time in the Dusk Annex, she seemed to really want to kill Haihara Ai.

Gin twitched the corners of his lips and said mockingly: "Then you mean, it's because their abilities are not good enough that they behave like this?"

[System: There is no way. There is an imbalance in the combat power between the pros and cons. This is inevitable. 】

Lancer put down the tea cup and exhaled comfortably.

"I do not know anything."

Looking at the latest message, Gin showed him the phone.

The content of the text message was to entrust Gin to investigate Bourbon's recent actions, and the sender's message only contained three capital letters.

RUM.

Lancer's eyelids twitched, feeling that this old guy was digging a hole.

"He finally couldn't sit still? But why did he suddenly think of investigating Bourbon?"

Gin said: "Unlike me, it is difficult for Bourbon to get in touch with senior management. He usually only listens to Rum's instructions and has one-way communication with Rum."

That's really sad.

Just seeing how Gin easily formed gangs to go on missions in the organization, and bombarded and executed them regardless of whether they were inside or outside, he was indeed freer and more powerful than Bourbon.

Thinking of the troubling relationship between Amuro Toru and Akai Shuichi, Lancer sighed regretfully: "After all, he is an outsider, so there is no way for the organization to completely trust him."

He asked seriously: "What are you going to do if Bo Ben really has a problem? Kill him?"

Gin asked back, "What if? Apart from giving him a polite and decent way to die, I don't think there is any need to do so much else, right?"

"No, what I mean is...since Bourbon and Rum have always had a one-way connection, can we take this opportunity to give Rum, the big boss behind the scenes, a little shock? ?”

When it came to the organization, Gin's tone was a bit colder.

"What do you want to do?"

"There are so many things I want to do." Lancer raised his eyebrows, "If you could only choose between Rum and me, who would you choose?"

"..." Gin paused.

Three seconds later, Gin's neck was pinched by Lancer's outstretched hand.

"Damn it! Don't hesitate!" Lancer was furious. "I've been cleaning up your mess all day long, and I'm still devoted to you. How dare you hesitate between me and that bad old man?!"

Gin was pushed down on the tatami and laughed softly.

"what!"