Conan, My Neighbor Kurosawa Jin

There were two piles of books piled on the wooden table, and there were many papers scattered beside it. Imaguchi put the papers away one by one in his heart, and suddenly heard the sound of the door outside, thinking that Gin must have come back.

Imaguchi quickly put down the papers in his hand and walked out with the notebook he just found, wanting to share the good stuff he just found with Gin.

But he saw a scar on Gin's face, and he was walking with a limp. It was obvious that there was also an injury on his leg. Frowning, he walked over quickly, picked up Gin's arm, and asked him to put it on his shoulders.

"Azhen, why are you injured!"

Imaguchi said as he helped Gin to the sofa.

Sitting aside, he lifted the left side of Gin's hair and looked at the scars on his face. Imguchi felt a surge of anger in his heart.

"Ah Zhen, how did you get injured? You shouldn't need to take action in today's mission!"

Obviously when he saw it before, wasn't Gin still conducting the command in the car? Moreover, the mission target should be those political officials. Although they are surrounded by bodyguards, it should not be difficult for the Kurosawa Formation to solve them.

No matter what, I won't hurt myself.

The wound on Gin's face was not deep, nor was it particularly long. It looked more like a scratch than a stab wound. Imaguchi couldn't tell how the wound was caused.

"It's nothing. I was careless. I was shot and it was just a cut." Although Gin was angry about Akai Shuichi injuring himself, the injury was not serious. He probably wouldn't be angry even if he said it on his face.

"The foot was injured too?" Imaguchi said as he reached out and poked Gin's injured leg.

There was no reaction on the thigh or calf of the leg. It seemed that the foot was injured.

"Your feet are injured, why don't you change a pair of shoes!" Looking at the shoes on Gin's feet, Imaguchi's previously suppressed anger suddenly burst out. His feet are injured, but you still don't change them. shoe!

Could it be that slippers are a valuable resource? So hard to buy?

Seeing Imaguchi's eyes burning, Gin, who was originally disapproving, also lowered his voice.

"It's just a few steps, and it's not a serious injury. I came here by car all the time."

Imaguchi took a deep breath, quickly took off the shoes on Gin's feet, and threw them aside, but the movement of taking off the shoes was very gentle.

"How's it going? Does it hurt?" Renqi opened the bandage on his wound and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the wound inside was not particularly serious.

"A bit." Gin nodded. Although the injury was not serious to him, he knew at this time that he could never say that.

Seeing Imaguchi's face full of anger, but carefully helping him apply the medicine, Gin felt inexplicably happy. Even when Imaguchi scolded him and threw his shoes, he found it very pleasing to his eyes.

Seeing Imaguchi's worried expression, Gin took Imaguchi's arm and asked him to sit on the sofa.

"The injuries on my body are nothing, not even minor injuries, they just hinder my movement."

"Huh, you haven't told me yet, how did you get injured?" Imaguchi exhaled from his heart, frowning and looking at the scratch on Gin's cheek. This wound almost hurt his eyes, even if it was If you move a little further, Gin will no longer want this eye.

"It's the FBI. The organization recruited a few members a few years ago...it turned out that there were a lot of rats, and the one who injured me was one of them. He was from the FBI. I should have killed him long ago, but it happened again and again. He escaped again and again.

His marksmanship is very good and he is my love rival this time. "Gin touched Imaguchi's loose hair.

However, the wanted notice for Imaguchi that he saw when he was checking information within the organization came to mind.

His name was not written on the wanted poster, but only a photo. Imaguchi stood there expressionless, holding a rabbit doll in his hand and wearing a hat on his head. He looked very well-behaved and also It does look like a girl.

"FBI, what's his name?" Imaguchi's heart sank and his face looked a little ugly. He really still hated these people.

"Akai Shuichi, the organization's code name is Rye. He is very powerful and has a low sense of morality. If you meet him, ignore him." Looking at Imaguchi's gloomy face, although I don't think Imaguchi can find out what he is. Akai Shuichi was hiding, but Gin still reminded him.

If Shuichi Akai finds out, although he will not kill Axin, after all Axin is not a member of the organization on the surface (he has defected for more than ten years, and the members of the organization cannot recognize him), Shuichi Akai does not have the ability to do it. A heart's identity.

But judging from Akai Shuichi's morality, he would definitely not let Axin go like this, and he might do something.

"Well, you couldn't find him, how could I meet him so easily." Imaguchi pouted and refused to speak until after a while, he reluctantly nodded.

"Be obedient." Gin smiled and patted Imaguchi's arm, then looked at the notebook that fell to the ground. He was a little confused. When he just came in, he seemed to have seen Axin holding this notebook. He should be showing it to himself. .

"By the way, what is this."

"This, this is what I dug out when I was sorting things out. It's a notebook from when I was a sophomore in college." Imaguchi walked over and picked up the notebook, patted the non-existent dust on it, and held the notebook in front of Gin. He shook it and asked him to guess what the book was.

"Four years ago?" Ginjiu understood his hint. The book should have been there before they separated. Now that Tou Shi would show it to him specifically like this, there was only one possibility, "This was when we were dating. The diary you wrote?"

Imaguchi has always been interested in writing, and Gin had accidentally seen his diary before. Although it contained some running accounts, judging from the time span, he had written it over a long period of time.

Therefore, it is really possible that this diary is a love diary written specifically by Imaguchi Kokoro, or a diary that includes their love process.

"No!" Imaguchi waved his hands quickly. Is he crazy? What love diary should I write?

With Gin's ability, even if he built the diary into the wall, Gin would definitely be able to find it. Wouldn't it be very embarrassing if he saw it?

After all, the best way to hide something is to hide it and not move it again, so that no one can find traces of looking at it!

"Is it a picture album?" Gin remembered that Imaguchi loved drawing, and had painted many portraits of him in the past, although they didn't look much like each other.

"That's not right." Imaguchi shook his head inwardly. Although there was a picture album in it, this one was not.

"What is that?" Gin also became interested at this time. Regarding the things the two of them had four years ago, if it wasn't these, what else could it be?

"It's a strategy I made before, including when and where to go, when to live together, when to meet parents, etc." Imaguchi looked at the book in his hand with some nostalgia. He was full of expectations at the time, because he didn't know Zhen is a member of the organization, and he has made a lot of preparations.

For example, his parents don't accept what he wants to do, for example, what their future life will be like. He has already planned for them to retire in the future, open a shop, and raise a few cats. But now it seems that all of them are gone. use.

"Let me take a look!" Gin was also stunned for a moment, then reached out to take the book in Imaguchi's hand, and slowly started to read it himself.

Travel to various places every year (regardless of location)

Eat meals together at least three times a week.

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About one to three years later, meet the parents and confirm the relationship.

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Within seven years, write a love novel between two people.

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Open a store of my own in 15 years and raise a few cats and dogs (number to be determined)

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Looking at the ring drawn on the notebook, Gin felt a little depressed. He recognized the ring on it, it was the one he had found in his pocket before.

Imaguchi stood behind Gin, bent over and hugged his neck, looking at the notebook in Gin's hand through Gin's hair.

"What a pity. I originally wanted to propose to you!"

There was a trace of regret and a hint of grievance in the voice of today's mouth.

The room was filled with silence for a while. The sunlight outside the window spilled into the room and shone on the notebook. Gin raised his head and reached out to pat Imaguchi's heart.

"It won't be a pity."

At this moment, Gin felt regretful for the first time that he had been too gentle with those two people and should have spared their lives.

If I had known this would happen, I shouldn't have killed them so simply. Instead, I should have sent them to the research center to be used as experimental subjects.