Gin is doing charity again today [Comprehensive]

The place where Baima Tan hit the bullet was less than two centimeters away from the heart. It can even be said that the bullet was shot out of the body obliquely across the back by rubbing the atrium. Fortunately, no bullet head was left in the wound.

The wound was burnt by the bullet, except for the heavy bleeding at the beginning of the bullet, which has stopped now, so Hideichi Akai needs to take care of him to ensure that there will be no infection for the time being. Just let him last until the ambulance arrives.

During the waiting period, the gin who sat leisurely and browsed the information became the object of bombardment to pass the time, and the person who bombarded him was naturally ignorant of the world of magic. Conan and Hattori Heiji still immersed in ungrounded science.

Possessing the power of the god of death, dedicated to bombing wherever he goes, the little detective, dressed in advanced equipment comparable to magic items, sat on the single sofa about three meters away from the gin.Under the lens reflecting the strange luster, a pair of light blue pupils squinted slightly, constantly looking at the enemy not far away who had driven him to death several times, his brain was running fast, thinking secretly.

Hattori Heiji, on the other hand, was leaning on the edge of the sofa where White Horse Tan was lying, rubbing his chin gently with his right hand, looking at Gin with one-third of confusion and seven-point vigilance, and the remaining [-]% of hostility—for him who hates hatred like hatred As far as people are concerned, it is best to see and kill the heinous people like Qin Jiu, so as not to harm the innocent and cause disaster to the world.

However, Akai Shuichi and Amuro Toru's attitude towards him is too intriguing, they are not good, and they dare not act rashly.Gin, on the other hand, is calm and unhurried. Not only does it not feel nervous, but its attitude is so calm that it seems that it is not confronting the enemy, but sitting in Starbucks with friends in a leisurely afternoon and ordering a cup of "heartache" of [-] yen. "Feeling" (boiled water), while tasting and chatting about life ideals.

In fact, it was reasonable. When they really fought, the two of them were just delivering food to Gin. He didn't even need to do anything. He turned the power of the water gun to the second gear and fired at them, and the whole world became quiet.In other words, they have no value in being guarded by gin at all.

As a result, the living room was clearly divided into four factions.

One is gin, and he does not lift his head, his expression is indifferent, and he regards everyone as correct.

One group is the detective team. Conan and Hattori Heiji looked at the terrifying enemy opposite with the same mood and expression. Although their hearts were about to move, their inexplicable sense of crisis and the importance they always attached to gin made them dare not act rashly and could only die. Keep an eye on him.

One is the neutral party, Toru Amuro and Hideichi Akai, who live between the above two, each doing their own thing, not helping each other, and ready to mediate at any time.It seems to be as stable as an old dog, but in fact it panics a lot.

The last faction is the lying gun group. "Lying" refers to the injured white horse, and "gun" refers to Kidd's poker gun.One of the two tried to live with a smile on their pillows, and the other took the opportunity to recover their strength to deal with the chaos that might arise next. They both looked quite busy.

Everyone in the room invisibly outlined a square with their aura, guarding each other in various senses, and failed to break this weird pattern for a long time.

"Have you seen enough?"

I don't know how long it took until Gin Jiu finished reading the materials at hand, rubbed his sore eye sockets and raised his head, and found that two detectives were still staring at him, as if enthusiasts of alien civilizations had finally found it after untold hardships. The evidence for the existence of aliens seems unsatisfactory no matter how you look at it.Although Gin was not afraid of them, he hated the feeling of being exposed to others for a long time, which probably had something to do with his experience in the organization.

Conan pushed his glasses calmly, not afraid of his cold and bloody aura: "Before you explain the reasons and consequences of your appearance here, look, no, enough."

"Oh, I understand you, so I don't explain it." Qin Jiu's stern brows showed an astonishingly cold light, and his restrained aura was released instantly. The whole person was like a sword drawn from its sheath. Murderous intent, wrapped in a light and breezy smile, "It doesn't feel good to have broken views, are you sure you want to listen?"

Conan frowned hard, feeling puzzled and displeased with his vague words: "What do you mean?"

"The truth is often cruel, Conan." Akai Shuichi couldn't listen anymore, and reminded out of kindness, "Especially for you and Hattori who are firm materialists."

"But people have to face reality, don't they?" Conan smiled indifferently, unmoved, "Tell us, we want to hear the truth. No matter what, I don't believe that you and Amuro will be turned against by Gin. Are you The person who should not be instigated by him. The thing that allows you to live in peace with him must be important... or something that is far more bizarre than imagined, and I am also very curious."

Hearing this, Akai Shuichi and Amuro Toru looked at each other, then they both smiled wryly and shook their heads at the same time.

"I don't know if it's important or not, but it's really weird." Hideichi Akai made a "stop" gesture, and Toru Amuro took the conversation away, and decided to personally impose on the other two the former's actions that shattered his three views. A little friend, "If you want to listen, I can tell you in detail, I hope you will not regret it after listening."

"Of course." Conan's eyes lit up, and he nodded without hesitation.

Toru Amuro's eyes became deep and painful, as if Conan was about to die heroically in the next second, he couldn't help but sighed.Before he could tell, this series of "preludes" made Conan and Hattori Heiji, who were full of anticipation, shudder and faintly had a bad premonition.

Is it too late for them to stop now?

The two seriously thought about this question for a few seconds, and Toru Amuro was already full of words, and excitedly ran towards the direction of destroying the three views of his friends.

Lele alone is not as good as Lele with others, but it can be regarded as a disaster for him... Oh no, give others a chance to popularize science!

As expected by the two detectives, in the next 10 minutes, Toru Amuro told them a story that was full of horror and horror, and metaphysics.There is no extra embellishment, no cumbersome foreshadowing, he just narrates in a straightforward manner, and even added some explanations related to science, hoping to buffer them a bit, lest the three views are too broken and difficult to rebuild, but this is of no use.

Conan and Hattori Heiji's expressions ranged from indifference, to surprise, to shock, and when they finally heard that today's celestial phenomenon that turned the world's weather bureaus upside down was created by the water gun beside Gin, their expressions changed to Horrified.

magic?

Alien universe?

The water gun that ruined the world?

It turns out that their world is filled with so many wonderful, grotesque, people and things that science can't explain?

It turned out that when they were busy working for a black organization, the former second in command of the organization had reached the point where it was only one spaceship away from breaking out of the galaxy?

It turns out that the science they have been insisting on is actually just a cover for those more weird and mysterious fields?

The two of them suddenly felt dizzy and couldn't recover from their heads for a long time.

Of course, when they subconsciously looked at the water gun that An Jing put in Gin's hand, the roaring horror and dizziness in their hearts miraculously subsided by more than half... probably because it was too down-to-earth.

So, the water gun is really a good thing, no matter how great the surprise or fear is, just look at it and all will be resolved.

"...That's how it happened. Qin Jiu betrayed the organization and handed over the organization's secrets to us. In addition, he has been saving people for the past few days, so we chose to help him." Taking a sip of water to moisten his dry throat, Amuro said, taking a long breath, "Don't doubt, I witnessed those things with my own eyes, and I don't need to make up such silly excuses to deceive you."

Conan, whose mind was blank, didn't answer. His face was already so stiff that he couldn't see any emotion. It took him a long time to react. With trembling hands, he picked up the tea from Akai Hideo and drank most of it in one gulp.

Hattori Heiji wasn't much better than him, with ever-changing expressions, but he couldn't find one that suits his current state of mind. After a long time, he couldn't help but patted his forehead, and then held Baima's cold wrist.

"I'll accompany you to the hospital in a while." He folded his palms together in despair, catching the fingers of Bai Matan, who couldn't show much emotion due to the injury, "This is not suitable for me."

Pulling the corners of his mouth and smiling, Tan Baima half laughed at himself and half said with emotion: "You used to dislike me so much, but now you are willing to accompany me to the hospital. It seems that Mr. Amuro's words really hit you hard."

Hearing this, Hattori Heiji was inexplicably unhappy. He withdrew from the shock, rolled his dead fish eyes and said, "Do you still remember what I said to mock you before? Why are you so mean?"

"...I don't have the energy to argue with you, Hattori." Tan Baima's voice was low and weak, as if it would dissipate when the wind blows.

"...Sorry." Hattori Heiji was taken aback, and bowed his head to him rarely.

In the past, they always quarreled when they met, especially Hattori Heiji, who seemed to find Hakuma Tan distasteful no matter how they looked at it, and they spent at least 10 minutes in each other's 8 minutes of meeting each other.Therefore, in Hattori Heiji's view, Hakuba Tan is a very energetic and vigorous person.

But today, he is so weak that he can hardly even speak.

"I should be the one to say this apology." Rubbing his face stiffened by astonishment, Kidd came back to his senses, sighed secretly in his heart, and then squinted at Hattori Heiji, who pushed him away, and finally found the person who interrupted. Chance, unceremoniously stepped forward and pushed him aside, and slapped his hand holding Baima Tan off, "Sorry, and thank you for blocking that shot for me."

Hearing this, Conan, who had just come out of the last three-point blow, spat out the tea in his mouth with a "pop" in surprise, and stared at the two people who had been ignored by him intentionally or unintentionally: "White horse... ...you blocked a shot for Kidd?"

Hattori Heiji was so shocked that he was completely speechless.

Is today the day of smashing the three views?First a gin to save lives, and then a white horse detective who blocked a gun for his old enemy?Are these two dating?

Akai Hideo, who had been watching the play for a long time, saw that some two detectives had begun to doubt their lives, touched the tip of their noses helplessly, stepped forward, and asked them the question they most want to know the answer at present: "Why did you save him?"

"Because he's not a bad guy." Baima fumbled for a long time before gathering the strength to speak again, "He has always had the heart to redeem his sins. What's more, I won't...watch anyone...die in front of me .”

Conan and Hattori Heiji darkened their eyes at the same time, bowed their heads in silence.

He was right, if it was them, they would probably do the same thing in a hurry.

Who made them detectives, or the most responsible part?

Thinking of this, there seemed to be a flash of lightning in Conan's mind, and the thoughts that were blocked due to excessive shock suddenly became clear, and because of this, he remembered the question he had been wanting to ask him since he saw Gin.

"Gin." Putting aside Kidd's affairs for the time being, Conan turned to look at Gin with a surprisingly solemn expression.And his sudden call made others follow him to look at the gin.

"Huh?" At that time, Gin Jiu was submitting the investigation report to No. 97 in the high-dimensional universe by text message, and he simply responded when he called his name.

"You saved Kidd and Hakuba Detective, you also saved Akai, Kinomoto Momoya, and indirectly saved the entire Tomoedachi. I want to know why you have changed so much?" Conan tried hard to ask It needs to be clearer, but no matter how he chooses the wording, he feels that the words don't convey the meaning, "Could it be that something happened to the organization that made you intolerable, or were you moved by someone?"

Immersed in my own world all night, I hardly paid much attention to Gin of the others present. At this moment, I was finally willing to put down what I was doing and look at them.

Because Conan asked a question that everyone in the know was curious about, but had no chance and dared not ask.

"No, I'm for myself." Resting his chin on the back of his hand, he tilted his head slightly, his bangs slid to his temples, revealing the dark green pupils that seldom appear in front of others, with a faint brilliance flowing under the thick eyelashes, "For One day, I can go to the beach to watch the sunrise in a fair manner.”

The answer was child's play, but it couldn't be more real and stronger.

Otherwise, how could he be included in Yu Saki's "commutation personnel list"?

Hearing this, everyone present had different thoughts, but one thought was highly similar—his appearance seemed really believable.

Can you really believe it?

The room suddenly fell silent.

Just at this time, the ambulance, which had been dragging for a whole chapter, finally arrived.