Conan, My Neighbor Kurosawa Jin

After sending Kudo Shinichi and the others away, it wasn't long before Gin also drove up.

"I bought a lot of books, you..."

Imaguchi carried two bags of books and threw himself in front of Gin. He was about to say something when he suddenly noticed the injury on his body.

"Zhen, what's wrong with you? Why are you injured?" Imaguchi's fingers gently brushed the scar on Gin's hand, not daring to touch it at all.

"It's okay, I wasn't careful when practicing fighting." Gin raised his hand, and then he noticed that there were a few wounds on the back and inside of his hand.

Because he didn't feel any pain, he didn't notice that the blood on the wound had dried.

"It's better to apply some medicine and put a band-aid on it!" Seeing that Gin was not going to take care of it, Imaguchi held on to Gin's sleeve and wouldn't let go.

Gin really felt that such a slight injury was not considered an injury at all, and he didn't want to waste time. But Imaguchi's attitude was very determined today. Ginjiu didn't want to attract other people's attention, so he had no choice but to agree.

Imaguchi carefully disinfected the wound on Gin's hand, fearing that it would hurt if he did it too hard.

Gin thought the wounds on his hands were nothing, but in fact the wounds on his hands were not small. The larger ones were 1cm, and the smaller ones were scratches. There were four or five wounds, which looked very serious.

Imaguchi looked at the wound on Gin's hand and thought about the serious consequences of the hand injury.

. The hand was crippled because of a small wound; it looked like nothing was wrong, but in fact the bones were broken; or a small wound led to suppuration and infection, which eventually turned into septicemia...

While Imaguchi was treating the wound very gently, he was also checking Gin's hands, fearing that there was something wrong.

Even though it has been many years since I left the organization, my skills have not been lost at least. Although I cannot fully guarantee this, I can still check it out.

There is nothing wrong with Kurosawa's hands. It is just a simple trauma and cartilage contusion. He can rest for a few days. This also made him relieved, and he finally stopped and put band-aids on several wounds.

"Zhen, do you have any other injuries on your body?" Iko asked him, taking the medicine in his heart, for fear that he would hide it and delay the wound.

The injury on his hand just now should have been caused by a fight. Since it was a fight, it cannot be that only his hand was injured. I just don't know whether the injury on his body is serious or not.

"There are no injuries, it's just a fight, not to mention they can't beat me." Although the people in the organization are not weak, compared to Gin, there are not many who can beat me.

It was a trivial matter for Gin to hit them. The injury on his hand was just because he didn't notice it, and there was no injury on his body.

"That's good." Seeing that Gin was not lying, Imagochi packed up his things and put the medicine box back to its place.

On the sofa, Gin looked at the book Imaguchi put down casually, picked up one and started reading.

"Zhen, do you like to read horror novels, or are you interested in forensic anatomy?" Imaguchi asked curiously after looking at what Gin was reading.

He bought this book. Firstly, he prefers this horror genre. Secondly, he is also interested in forensic medicine and wanted to buy a copy.

I just don’t know what Kurosawa-jin likes?

"I'm more interested in the cases in it. It's very interesting. The various ways of death and the autopsy conditions written on it are very close to reality." Although Gin doesn't like torture, he has also been to the interrogation room in the organization. , even when he was younger, he was one of them.

What is written in this book is very true.

"It seems that the writer must be very careful. He is not a professional, but he must have been researching the information for a long time." Imaguchi Xin sat next to Gin and leaned over to read the contents of the book and nodded.

Although he didn't know much about anatomy, the book was quite detailed, and there were even many professional terms that I didn't even recognize.

Gin didn't say anything. The content in this book could not be written by professionals just by looking up the information. This book is not written from the police or a third-party perspective, but from the direction of the murderer's crime. It is full of the murderer's cold-bloodedness and disdain for human life.

The process of each victim's murder and the method of committing the crime are written in great detail. There is also the murderer's excited and crazy psychological process and his enjoyment of killing, all of which are written in great detail.

It can even be read as a guide to criminal methods.

It would be impossible to write such a detailed book without actually doing it.

However, Gin didn't pay too much attention to it. Crime was too common for people like them. Gin didn't have a strong sense of justice. The other party didn't offend him, so he didn't bother to take care of it.

As Imaguchi read along with Gin's reading rhythm, he accidentally picked up a strand of Gin's hair and twisted it around his fingers.

The two of them stayed like this until the sky gradually darkened, and then they stopped.

Imaguchi stretched himself and felt that his whole body was stiff.

"Zhen, is there anything you want to eat? There seems to be no food at home. There are only some eggs, meat, and drinks left." After looking at the empty refrigerator, Imagination felt a little worried. He didn't know what to do tonight. What to eat.

"Let's go out to eat!" He looked at the time on his phone. It was too late to finish cooking now.

"Okay, let's drive there?" Imaguchi put on his coat and looked at Gin.

"Ah."

"The rice bowl I ate at last time was very delicious and the portion was very generous. I just don't know if it's open today. There are quite a lot of people there. There's also a ramen shop, and their seafood noodles are very fresh. The barbecued pork noodles are also very delicious, but there are too few seats inside, and you often can't get a place. There seems to be a new one nearby..." Imaguchi said while asking about Gin.

Gin's appetite was also whetted by him. Although he had lived here for a long time, he didn't pay much attention to what food was sold around him.

After all, he rarely eats around. Even if he lives here, Vodka will help bring food or make it himself. The main reason is that he usually doesn't care much about what he eats.

"Zhen, which one do you want to eat?" Imagination became more and more hungry, and my stomach hurt a little.

"Both are fine, which one is faster?"

"Rice bowl and ramen."

"Then choose ramen!"

"it is good."