Detective Conan empathy

"How's Lawrence doing?"

Gin, who unbuttoned his suit with one hand and pulled off his tie, took out his mobile phone and made a call, asking about the progress over there.

"Brother, I'll return the car." Vodka said in a low voice and walked out the door. Before going out, he thought about it, and said to Kudo Shin who came in behind Gin: "I just plugged in my brother's iPad when I went out. Charge it, it should be almost done now, go over and check it is full, remember to unplug it. I won’t be coming back tonight, if the elder brother stays up all night, remember to order supper for him, there is a Thai restaurant that the elder brother prefers..."

After all, they are young couples who have just decided to get engaged, so he won't wink and join in the fun...

I really want to call this kid "Sister-in-Law", I'm not reconciled...

Vodka, who has always advertised himself as the number one younger brother, shook his head in his heart, and then told the young detective who nodded in response, "Take care of my elder brother" and walked into the night with the mood of Baidi entrusting his loneliness.

"..." The high school student detective blinked, and suddenly felt that his back was inexplicably bleak, and then shook his head thinking it was an illusion. Seeing that Gin Jiu pulled off his tie and threw it away after making the phone call, he couldn't help it. Zhu Zhu twitched the corner of his mouth: "You also throw the tie casually..."

Gin shrugged indifferently, turned around and found that there was no one in the room, and was taken aback for a moment: "Where's the vodka?"

"They said they were going to return the car... and they said they wouldn't be coming back tonight..."

Probably went to the night market...

Don't think about the vodka of that man's body and girl's heart, Gin found a pair of clean slippers in the shoe cabinet in the entrance, and kicked him in front of the boy: "Would you like something to drink? - Let me tell you first, I definitely won't I'll give you another drink."

Leaving aside the good wine he treasured that was almost completely ruined by this guy, the lethality of a drunk young detective is comparable to that of violently injuring an uncle, and he is still full of violent power...

Mr. Killer, who had experienced the "Kudo Shinichi drunk incident", refused to recall the tragic situation at that time.

"...I will never drink alcohol again..." The high school student detective who was mentioned about the black history lowered his head and put on his slippers honestly: "So white water is good..."

Gin, who had already changed into home clothes at the speed of light, went to the sofa, picked up his mobile phone and logged in to the game, raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "I heard your promise—there is a kettle in the kitchen, and the cups are in the cupboard. Pour me a glass too."

"...you are quite self-conscious." The young detective obediently went to boil the water after casting a sideways glance at the man, "Do you want hot or cold?"

"Warm." Gin said without raising his head.

"…………"

It took a lot of effort for Kudo Shinichi to resist the urge to smash the cup on the man's head.

If he hadn't been ruthlessly abandoned by his parents after eating, and Uncle Maori and Lan were still letting themselves go freely in Las Vegas, causing him to have nowhere to go, he wouldn't have chosen to follow this lazy and hard-to-serve The guy went back to his place!

The mother is also true, she obviously called him to the United States to play, but after seeing his father, he was thrown aside...

As if feeling the resentment emanating from the young man, Qin Jiu took advantage of the gap between the opponent's moves and looked up: "Do you want to have a game?"

"I'm an idiot so I can seek abuse on my own, okay?" The young detective rolled his eyes: "Do you have the nerve to abuse me, a rookie with eighth-level fighting skills? I might as well play a solo game by myself..."

Gin Jiu controlled Huaniao Makiping A for a while, and successfully triggered the Japanese girl to push the opponent's Kamaitachi: "I just downloaded a new game on my iPad, stand-alone ACT, I can play it for you first."

The high school student detective who just happened to be a little bored immediately ran to the bedroom to find the tablet, then ran to Gin Jiu, grabbed his finger and pressed the home button to unlock it, and found the so-called new game: "ICEY?"

"Well, that's the one," Gin, who allowed the boy to unlock the screen with his fingerprint, manipulated Kagura with the other hand to make a blast. Tell the boy: "If you want to play, remember to switch to easy mode."

"..." Kudo Shin felt a little pricked for a moment, so he opened the game angrily, and then changed the mode to simple.

... The game is useless or something, he is still very self-aware, okay?

3 minute later.

"I'm dead." Kudo Shinichi put down the tablet.

Qin Jiu, who had reached a critical juncture in his fighting skills, raised his eyebrows: "Just start over, it doesn't matter."

"Oh." The young detective lowered his head and poked open the icon.

5 minute later.

"...I'm dead again."

"...Have you adjusted the mode?" After commanding Yuzao to harvest a wave of residual blood, Gin twitched his mouth.

"It's tuned... I'll try again." Kudo Shinichi said, and opened the game again.

8 minute later.

"…………"

Kudo Shinichi threw the iPad aside with a sulky face.

"……………………"

Shaking his head silently, after this victory, Gin retired from his fighting skills and picked up the tablet thrown aside by the young detective: "Are you still playing? I'll teach you."

"it is good."

However, Qin Jiu felt that he still underestimated how powerful the boy's "game waste" attribute was.

"Go right, turn right, you're left!"

"Jump up! Jump up before the mobs make a move!"

"Use flash! Standing where you are, did you deliberately give away the head?!"

"Jump and attack! Why are you always attacking hard?! How can you reach the people on top if you don't jump up?!"

Qin Jiu felt a little dizzy, probably because of this guy's anger.

The young detective was also very wronged: "Why is the heavy attack button at the top? According to common sense, it should be the jump button, right?"

"..." Gin was at a loss for words.Is this why you don't jump when you should jump, but rush to the monster pile to seek death?

"...Forget it, you'd better watch me demonstrate it to you." Mr. Killer gave up the entanglement, took the ipad from the young detective and decided to personally teach him how to operate it.

"Slow down, slow down, I haven't seen it yet!" Kudo Shinichi felt that the speed of Gin's fingers dazzled him, and quickly pulled his arm to slow him down.

Mr. Killer twitched the corner of his mouth, and his fingers slowed down: "This way - use dodge to avoid the attack, then jump - heavy attack, after hitting down, hit in a row..." After manipulating the villain to eliminate a wave of monsters, he turned his head Glancing at the boy next to him: "Do you see clearly?"

Kudo Shinichi held his forehead that was blown by the man's breath, and shook his head with a bitter face: "It feels so hard..." How did this man's fingers grow?How can it be so flexible?

Gin: "..."

It’s already 0.25 times faster, what else do you want? !

"Ah Zhen..." However, Kudo Shinichi was more concerned about another matter at the moment, "Do you feel that there is something wrong with your body?"

"Huh?" Qin Jiu was at a loss.

"I don't know if it's my illusion..." The young detective frowned, "Your breathing seems to be very hot..."

As he spoke, he simply stretched out his hand towards the man's forehead. Although he didn't quite understand what was going on, Gin still tilted his head in front of the young man in cooperation.

"It's so hot!" As soon as his hand touched the man's forehead, the young detective cried out, his brows furrowed even tighter: "Ah Zhen, you have a fever!"

Such an obvious temperature should not be a low-grade fever.

Wen Yanqin also touched the temperature of his forehead with his hands, and raised his eyebrows after a while: "I said why I felt a little dizzy from just now, so it's not because you are angry..."

Kudo Shinichi didn't smile, but his expression became more serious: "What time is it and you are still in the mood to joke, where is the thermometer?"

"It seems to be in the medicine box in the drawer of the bedside table? I'm not sure if I have such a thing." Qin Jiu thought for a while, after all, most of the things he usually uses are gauze wound medicine and other bandages, such as thermometers He wasn't really sure.

"You get up and go to the bedroom to lie down first, really, you don't take your body seriously at all..." The young detective, who suddenly got up after learning that Qin Jiu was in trouble, frowned and ordered, and then entered In the bedroom, he went to find the medicine box where Gin pointed.

"What a..." Gin Jiu couldn't help shaking his head and laughing after being silent for a moment, put down the tablet in his hand, and stood up from the sofa, "What a great detective—"

The darkness and dizziness that fell before him without warning made him sway, and he quickly supported the back of the sofa by feeling.

His whole body felt chills, his muscles were sore and his arms felt hard to breathe when he lifted his arms. His forehead was burning hot. All the symptoms indicated that he was running a fever at the moment—however, the strange thing is that it is summer with a temperature of more than 30 degrees outside...

With his body comparable to a humanoid weapon, why did he suddenly have a fever?

"I didn't find a thermometer, and I didn't even have any general antipyretics. You go to the bedroom and lie down, I'll go downstairs to buy it..." The young detective walked out while talking, and immediately rushed when he saw Gin's appearance at this moment. He came over and held the man's arm, "Ah Zhen, you..."

Gaining his mind, Gin, whose dizziness subsided a little, let go of the hand supporting the backrest and stood up straight: "I'm fine, just go and lie down."

After all, it's been done this way before.

"But..." The young detective frowned. He just happened to be in touch with the man's senses at the moment, and he knew how uncomfortable this man was, but he couldn't say it out, so he could only say: "Why don't you call a doctor to come and see?"

"Go and buy me some antipyretics." Considering his identity, Mr. Killer said, "I'll lie down for a while, and you remember to log in to the game for me later, otherwise the rewards for consecutive logins will be lost."

"...All right, all right, you game madman..." Regarding this guy's obsession with games, Kudo Shinichi could only roll his eyes, and reluctantly went out to buy medicine.

When the door was closed by the boy from the outside, the second generation of the black organization restrained the smile in their eyes. After thinking for a while, he picked up the mobile phone on the sofa and made a call: "It's me. Check out who Lawrence recently contacted in the organization." People... yes, any level, especially... related to 'that'..."