Detective Conan empathy

"I said... I just had a fever, and I've already taken antipyretics. Don't make it look like I'm about to die soon..." Mr. Killer, who was forcefully ordered by the young detective to lie on the bed, looked bitterly: "So return my tablet to me, Detective, it's time for the scheduled score..."

He is in a hurry as he is about to release his teammates pigeons...

Kudo Shinichi raised his chin, with a firm attitude: "If you are sick, you should take a good rest. If I watch you, you can't play games."

Do you think he doesn't know how uncomfortable this guy is?

The whole body is sore and cold from time to time, so you still want to score?

It’s not bad if you don’t drop a paragraph!

"...Why are you so cruel..." The second generation of the black-clothed organization hit a snag, grabbed the pillow next to him and hugged it in front of him to relieve his sore arm, and bargained with the young detective, "I don't play much, just play two or three field……"

"That will have to wait until your fever subsides." The high school student detective refused to give up an inch, with a stern face.

Two or three games take 10 minutes, and two or three games take more than an hour, rounded up to half a day, okay? !

"It's about the man's reputation, Detective Shinichi..." Seeing that the appointed time was approaching, Qin Jiu felt anxious, "You don't want me to break my promise, do you?"

"No." After all, it was the protagonist with a stubborn personality. Even so, the young man didn't give in at all. "You have a fever now, and you must stay away from all games."

"Please, Detective Shinichi..." Gin, who put aside his face for the sake of the game, continued to grind, "Two rounds, no, just one round, I should at least tell my teammates... Please, please... "

Unexpectedly, the young detective was determined not to be moved: "If you can't do it, you can't do it."

Is the game more important than the body?Is this guy really an adult?

"...I want to return the goods, this marriage can't be booked!" The second generation of the black-clothed organization where Xianyu lay was full of lovelessness.

Holmes in the Pingcheng era just raised his eyebrows calmly when he heard the words: "Okay, I agree with both hands and feet, as long as you convince my parents, hurry up."

“……………………”

So angry! ...But there is really no way...

Gin Jiu turned over helplessly and angrily, turned his back on the boy, and expressed his "refusal to talk to you" attitude with actions.

Maybe it's because the antipyretics contain sleeping ingredients, or maybe it's because of the fever that you're feeling a little mentally ill. Mr. Killer, who wanted to play games all the time, fell asleep after a while, and of course he still maintained his back to the boy. .

"...Really, are you a kid from kindergarten?" Going around to the other side of the bed, he reached out to touch the man's forehead, and the young detective couldn't help shaking his head: "I was not as childish as you when I became a child." Okay? As an adult, you should have some dignity, right?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his finger angrily and poked the man's face.

Seeing that this person frowned in deep sleep, Kudo Shinichi quickly withdrew his hand guiltily, and slipped out of the bedroom pretending nothing happened.

It was already so late, and the bedroom was occupied by that patient again, it seemed that he had no choice but to make do on the sofa...

Fortunately, the sofa is big enough.

Kudo Shin took a look at the big sofa in the living room that he had enough room to lie on, and sat on it again to feel it, as if he understood the reason why that guy was lying on the sofa all day long.

It's like sitting in a pile of cotton, so comfortable...

No, wait, it looks like he forgot to take that guy's iPad out just now.Who knows if the sick Mr. who is addicted to games will get up in the middle of the night to play games secretly, it's better to keep it under his nose to be safe.By the way, you can also look for extra quilts and pillows.

Thinking this way, the young detective got up from the sofa and walked to the door of the bedroom. As soon as he opened the door, he saw a restless patient standing up and stretching his arms, concentrating on reaching for the tablet on the bedside table. , Hearing the movement, he subconsciously turned his head and looked over.

Holmes in the Heijo era narrowed his eyes for an instant.

Unexpectedly, the second generation member of the black organization who was shot back and killed: "..."

He can explain it, really.

"It seems that you are quite energetic?" Kudo Shinichi folded his arms and sneered, "You don't feel uncomfortable anymore, do you? The fever subsides, right?"

Mr. Killer, who was caught upright, sat down obediently on the bed, and nodded subconsciously when he heard this: "It's almost all gone."

"Are you going to play games at just one o'clock? Can't you take a little rest?! You can just ignore it because of your strong physical fitness, right? How can you still have a fever with such ability?" After staying with Gin for a long time , the young detective who was not very good at talking, his ability to ridicule is now skyrocketing.

Mr. Killer, who was yelled at by the high school student detective, shrank his neck and quickly changed his words: "...It's not all over yet."

"Play games before you recover. Didn't you hear what I said just now that you don't play until you are sick? If I hadn't caught you, would you have stayed all night? Do you remember that you are a sick number?" Kudo Shin With a sneer, he opened his mouth to rebuke again.

The second generation of the black-clothed organization who was scolded all over the place: "..."

How should I answer?

Carefully raising the eyelids to look at the young detective, he happened to meet the pair of blue glass bead-like eyes looking straight at him, and saw the expression in those eyes clearly.So he touched his nose with his hand, and said in a low voice, "Well, I was wrong this time... I shouldn't ignore my body for the sake of the game..."

It seems that this guy knows in his heart that what he did is wrong...

Kudo Shinichi gave him a sideways look.But the man admitted his mistake so straightforwardly that he couldn't say anything, so he could only "hum" dryly.

Keenly aware of the softening of the young man's attitude, Gin Jiu figured out the way, and made a plan in his heart. In order to let the young man calm down, he simply threw the dignity of adults aside without shame, and stretched his arms to grab the young detective. His hands shook: "I promise that I will never make similar mistakes again in the future. If you don't believe me, you can supervise me... Don't be angry, huh?"

"I, I didn't say I was angry..." The man's last subwoofer sounded like a foul, and the young detective was caught off guard by Su's ears, and his originally full momentum instantly softened, and he could only feel ashamed again. She stared at him angrily again, trying to convey the message "I'm super fierce" with her eyes.

The villain in Gin's heart is rubbing his chin thoughtfully—hmm...it seems to be working well?

The anger of the high school student detective was diminishing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the second generation of the black organization simply continued their efforts, taking advantage of the opportunity to pull the boy to him and hugged him, because he was sitting on the bed, he could only look up at Kudo who was standing Shinichi shamelessly added another wave of offensive: "Actually, I know that you didn't let me play games because you were worried about my body...I'm very happy, Shinichi."

When he said the last sentence, he looked at the boy's eyes as clean and blue as the sky, slowed down, and said it word by word.

Kudo Shinichi's face turned red with a "boom", and he hurriedly broke away from Gin's arm: "I, I, I am not worried about you!" As soon as he left the man's imprisonment, the young detective retreated to the door , and finally defended himself with little confidence: "I didn't care about you at all! But why did you hug me without saying a word, I was shocked..." By the way, I also blamed you.

Gin spread his hands, and said with an innocent expression: "But I remember that the "Guidebook" said to do more physical contact. By the way, you won't forget that we haven't done it according to the above, will you?"

The young detective opened his mouth, but didn't know how to refute, so he got annoyed, blushed and glared at him, then angrily slammed the door and left.

Seeing Kudo Shinichi run away, Gin relaxed his body and lay back, reminiscing about the shy and annoyed stare of the boy at the end, couldn't help raising his arms to cover his eyes, and sighed softly:

"It's terrible..."

The beating heart in his chest made him realize clearly that the "Guidebook" seemed unnecessary.

At the same time, the mood of the second generation of the black organization is also somewhat indescribable——

In other words, the development of the villain falling on the protagonist's little ghost...doesn't it really come from Alaya's sinister malice? !

"It's been said that the fever has subsided..."

The sunlight through the window was shining in the living room, Gin Jiu saw the boy holding the thermometer stretch his brows, and muttered in a low voice.

The young detective immediately squinted at him: "Does that mean you can play games?"

"...I didn't say that..." Mr. Killer felt wronged: "Didn't I honestly not play the game afterwards?"

Kudo Shinichi installed the thermometer and raised his chin: "What? Should I give you a little red flower?"

………… Give him back the little rabbit that exploded at the first touch last night.

The villain in Mr. Killer's heart wept silently.

While he was depressed, a flat metal object suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. Gin took a closer look and found that it was the iPad that he had been away from for a night.

Seeing the man looking up, the young detective pouted on the table: "Take the medicine first, and then..." He seemed a little shy and lowered his voice: "I... want to take the game "ICEY" from last night. "Cleared the level, so..."

Gin raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, took the tablet and was about to speak, when the phone that was put aside suddenly rang.He glanced at the screen, with a displeased look on his face when his interest was interrupted: "If there is nothing important, just cut my belly, vodka!"

"Big, big brother..." It seemed that he was taken aback by the man's tone, and a series of messages came over the phone "crackling": "Lawrence suddenly made a movement, and his subordinates began to contact a force. I tracked it down a little bit, but I haven't found out what happened yet. In addition, I also received news from the branch here that the FBI was gathering here before, but for some reason it stopped and there was no movement..."

That fellow Akai Shuichi, is he returning favors?

Gin snickered, and told Vodka, "Don't worry about those idiots. As for Lawrence... it's time to close the net."

After explaining the next action to vodka, Gin hung up the phone, saw the worried expression in the boy's eyes, raised his hand and rubbed his head: "Don't worry, I have a sense of proportion." After finishing speaking, he lowered his head and poked open the game : "Let me teach you the basic operations first, I am also convinced that such a thing as misremembering the key will happen to you..."

Kudo Shin let out an angry "hum".

The two who continued to devote themselves to the great cause of the game stared at the loading of the game interface. Gin Jiu had just called up the move interface to explain to the boy, but was interrupted by the phone.

This time it was Belmode. If this woman wanted to find him, she would come here directly. Entering his house was like going back to her own home.This woman actually called him this time?

Thinking so, Gin picked up the phone.

"I'm sorry to disturb the two-person world between you and the little detective, but this time I really have something urgent to ask you." The woman's tone was still as beating as before, and then she conveyed a not-so-good, which can be said to be quite bad The news came——

"You had to say goodbye to your little detective and came back quickly. Rum took his forces and turned back without warning. The organization was caught off guard and there was chaos. The loss was not small, and the police seemed to be alarmed..."

The remaining smile in Qin Jiu's eyes disappeared instantly, and he said coldly, "Where is Mr.?"

"The person could not be contacted... In other words, Mr. He... disappeared."