Conan, My Neighbor Kurosawa Jin

Today, I was feeling nervous, but I still pretended to be calm.

"This was something I had at home when I was a kid. It's been so long that I can't remember it clearly. It seemed like it was given to me to play with. I seem to remember a few of those badges, but it was too long ago. , it seems like there are some that I don’t know where to put.”

"..." Gin silently glanced at the photo and the badges next to the photo. These things were obviously organized.

However, he believed that this thing was not what Imaguchi meant because these things were too old. For example, the badge was issued by the organization to some old guys many years ago, but later due to some reasons, this badge was no longer issued. Go down.

And although he doesn't know all the people in the photo, he still knows a few. The youngest of those are now in their 40s, and the older ones have retired and died early.

Also, Imaguchi is now in his 20s. A dozen or twenty years ago, he was too young to have anything to do with the organization. If so, it might be because of his elders. After all, the organization is not a kindergarten.

"Well, is this a photo of your parents with someone else?"

Gin had told Imaguchi something about the organization before when he confessed, but he only told him that the organization was a mafia group.

Imaguchi Kokoro was not asked about the fact that the elders in his family were probably members of the organization. After all, Imaguchi Kokoro was already seven or eight years old when he could find out the information. Even if he really was, Imaguchi Kokomo was so young. I probably don't remember anything either.

If his parents really dared to tell him, then he wouldn't be able to stand here properly now and would have been eliminated by the organization long ago.

"No, the person in the photo is my brother's colleague. Most of the things in this box were left to me by my brother. I have very few memories of my parents." Imaguchi shook his head and said seriously.

He doesn't want his brother to be replaced by others, and he doesn't want others to eliminate him from his life.

"Brother?" Gin was stunned for a moment and looked at the photo again. He originally thought that Imaguchi's parents should be someone in the photo.

But as for my brother, there are only three young men in this photo. Could it be that Ah Xin’s parents are not members of the organization, but my brother is?

Or is it that his brother is an excuse, but he is actually his father, but he doesn't know it.

After all, the youngest person in the photo was already in his 20s at the time, and it was normal for the older person in his twenties to have a child of a few years old.

"Do you usually get along with your brother?" Gin said while continuing to look at the contents of the box.

In addition to photos and badges, there are also some various children's paintings below. It seems that the paintings should be of a certain house with mountains or something next to it.

"Yes, I get along with my brother more, and he has been taking care of me." Imaguchi nodded heartily.

Seeing Gin looking at the paintings inside the box, he felt anxious for a moment, wondering if he could see what was inside.

After all, when he was drawing, he directly drew a panoramic view of the organization, as well as the environment around the organization.

If he looked carefully, there were also drawings about various places of the organization, such as laboratories, intelligence departments, and places for practicing combat weapons.

Gin looked at the painting in front of him and felt it was chaos. His head was full of questions. What were these paintings?

The first one was okay. There was a tall house under a mountain, with some trees planted around it.

But now, in this picture, seven or eight little people are piled aside and look like they were scribbled randomly; a group of people are lying on the ground with wooden sticks growing out of them; there are also a group of people standing, holding things in their hands. Want to drink...

Gin glanced at it for a few times and couldn't stand it anymore, so he put the paintings aside and took out almost everything in the box.

"What's wrong? Am I not good at painting?" Imaguchi asked with some uneasiness, hoping that he could see it but also hoping that he couldn't.

But I was just drawing something as a child at the time, so I shouldn’t be able to tell, right?

When Imaguchi looked at these things before, he really didn't pay attention to the paintings he put at the bottom. After all, because these things were not important, he put them at the bottom of the box.

"Well... you were practicing drawing little people. Were they eating or sleeping?" Gin looked at them for a long time and saw only a lot of little people.

"...Yes, you guessed it right!" A polite yet gentle smile appeared on Imaguchi's face, but in his heart he wanted to beat Gin up.

What did he say? Is what he draws really that bad?

But at the same time, I was relieved, but fortunately he didn't notice it.

Seeing the smile on Imaguchi's face, Gin knew that he had guessed wrong, but he didn't say anything. It's better not to offend the now angry Imaguchi.

"Ahem, Vodka is still busy, let's go over and help, otherwise he won't be able to finish it all by himself!" Gin took the initiative to change the subject.

"Okay." After hearing what he said, Imaguchi's heart calmed down. She put all the things in the box and put them back where they were. Imaguchi took Gin and went to other rooms to continue cleaning.

Gin escaped the disaster because he made Imaguchi heart angry, and Imaguchi heart also breathed a sigh of relief. If Gin checked it more carefully, he would find that the box had a mezzanine, but the mezzanine was filled with things, so it was relatively solid.

And there is a hidden compartment just under the box. The hidden compartment contains really important information, such as photos of members of the organization at work, some lists about the organization, and some small souvenirs given to him by members of the organization...

If people see this, they can almost understand part of the organization. After all, except for the dead members of the organization that I have come into contact with in recent years, almost all the rest have reached the middle level or even the top level.

Now Kou Xin had taken a photo with them at that time. If you look up their previous work, you can deduce Im Kou Xin's identity.

That could be said to be very dangerous for him, but fortunately Ah Zhen did not continue to watch.

After cleaning up everything, the three of them sat in the living room and started eating, just like they did four years ago. The three of them ate and drank, as if the four years had never happened before. Imaguchi and Gin sat together, holding hands, and talked to Vodka about their current idols and favorite stars from time to time.

"I still prefer idols who are more innocent, such as Okino Yoko, who is cute and treats people well." Imaguchi took a sip from a glass of beer in his hand.

"I also like Miss Okino Yoko, and I have collected a lot of her peripherals! I have bought tickets for various concerts. I will go to see them whenever I have time, but unfortunately I have not seen them a few times!" Vodka As he spoke, he felt a little discouraged. After all, although he bought a lot of things, he had very few opportunities to see Okino Yoko in person.

After all, when the concert is held, Vodka may be busy with work, and may not even be in Japan. He can only follow his big brother around.

"It's okay, I haven't seen it a few times! If you want to see it, you can go directly to work in her company. Ms. Okino Yoko is quite nice, and she can sign autographs and so on." Imaguchi said that by chance, I actually went to Okino Yoko's company to do some things.

Because of this, I met Okino Yoko who was practicing. Her singing voice was as good as in the album, and she was also very beautiful and gentle. Imaguchi Koko also asked for an autograph and a photo, which can be said to be a good experience.

"Really? Then I can try it next time!" Vodka nodded thoughtfully. Although they were usually busy at work, they still had free time.

Moreover, although Vodka's ability is not outstanding in the organization, it is still relatively outstanding among ordinary people. It is just that it is not difficult for him to apply for Okino Yoko's company, whether it is a technician or a security guard.

Anyway, he couldn't stay long. He just wanted to meet Ms. Okino Yoko. It would be easier to get an autograph and a photo.

Gin sat aside and watched the two people talking about the third woman. He didn't say anything, but when Imaguchi said he was happy, he hugged his waist to stop his increasingly excited words.

Imaguchi looked at his lover next to him with a slightly chilled face, couldn't help but sneered, picked up the wine glass and took a sip to hide it.

Imaguchi took a piece of meat from the table and put it to Gin's mouth so that he could eat it. Gin kept his mouth closed and didn't open his mouth, just looking at Imguchi.

Imaguchi shook Gin's hand coquettishly, his eyes full of begging for mercy. He clamped his hand and brought some to Gin's mouth, touching Gin's lips.

Under Imguchi's coquettishness, Gin finally opened her mouth and ate all the food in one bite, but Imguchi and Vodka didn't dare to make any more mistakes.

Looking at the scene just now, Vodka felt that he was already a little full, and even a little panicked. He once again regretted why he couldn't think of eating with his eldest brother and the others.

Could it be that I didn’t eat enough four years ago?

I drank a little wine and felt a little drunk. I leaned against the door and looked at the moon outside the window, feeling that I didn't want to leave. Although Gin and Vodka were not drunk this time, they drank a lot, and they simply settled across the street.

After all, the house opposite does not belong to the organization's safe house, and is Gin's private property, so they are not afraid of other people from the organization coming over.

Imaguchi Koshin took Gin's hand and played with it, not wanting to let him leave. Gin naturally understood what Imaguchi meant, but he still had some things to do tonight.

The person he killed today hasn't sent a report to the boss yet. He has to be busy for a while in the evening. He doesn't have time to have a romantic relationship with Imaguchi here, so he can only say goodbye.