Gin, he ran away with Mr.

"You have to... live...!"

He held the hand of the man in his arms tightly, but his body began to tremble involuntarily.

"No! Please open your eyes and look at me again! Please don't die!"

He desperately pressed the wound on his chest that was gushing blood, but the blood couldn't stop, and the warm blood stained his hands red.

The man seemed to want to say something, but he couldn't even touch his face with his hands, so he fell powerlessly.

he died.

All I could do was watch him, dead.

Just like the moment when countless other comrades-in-arms died that I had witnessed, there was obviously still a lot to say to him, so he just died like this.

The bullet hit the aorta, and the shrapnel shattered the heart.

The blond man just lay quietly in his arms and stopped breathing forever.

Before going to the battlefield, Mingming said that when the war is over, he will find a place where no one is around to live his life.

Hey, wake up... You are joking, right... Because I made you angry again, right... I beg you to open your eyes and look at me again. .....

Obviously we went drinking together last night, we have survived so many battles together, and the war is coming to an end soon, why, why did you leave me alone in this world...

He begged almost desperately, his voice hoarse.

A drop of rain fell from mid-air and landed on the man's peaceful face.

Then another drop of rain fell.

He wiped it off for the man with trembling hands, as if it took all his strength to withdraw his hand.Unexpectedly, there were more drops of water dripping down.

Is it raining?

He raised his head in confusion, only to find that tears were streaming down his face at some point.

Yes.

He is really dead.

"Well......"

Akira Kurosawa opened his eyes, reached out to wipe his face, but found that his palm was wet.

tears?

He is...

He tried hard to recall the blond man in his dream, but he couldn't recall his face no matter what.

I only remember that the man was tall and had smooth long golden hair. Even if he was tied high into a ponytail on the battlefield, he couldn't hide the golden color.

His memory still hasn't recovered.

Kurosawa got up from the big soft bed, ready to go downstairs to the living room.

The number one killer of the black organization that was taken in yesterday was still sleeping peacefully on the sofa, lightly covered with a thin blanket. The 1.9-meter-tall man had to shrink his body to lie on the sofa. It seemed that he was not sleeping soundly, and half of the blanket slipped and fell to the ground.

Just as Kurosawa walked down the stairs, Gin woke up vigilantly.

He raised his head, and his slightly messy long blond hair was sticking softly behind him.His body was covered with bandages, and the seemingly messy binding method effectively stopped the bleeding. It seemed to be an emergency binding method that was spread on the battlefield a long time ago.

The blood-stained and broken clothes on his body were burned to ashes as early as last night, destroying the body and obliterating the traces.Even the black trousers he was wearing had several large holes cut due to the treatment of the wound, leaving only a clean-looking black windbreaker draped beside the sofa.

Now he is really in a mess.

He looked at Akira Kurosawa who was walking towards him without saying a word, his eyes darkened slightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Akira Kurosawa has not yet recovered his memory, and he thinks that he is definitely not the gentleman Gin was looking for.

Now he is not so kind, taking in a most wanted criminal who is well-known in the world at will.

But this time, he didn't point the gun at the gin. Instead, he poured out a glass of water from the kettle on the side and handed it over.

Gin didn't hesitate, took the water and drank it, and the dry lips were finally moisturized by the water.From last night until now, he hasn't eaten anything, nor drank a sip of water.

"You are big-hearted, aren't you afraid that I will poison you?" Akira Kurosawa sat leisurely across from him, with a smile in his eyes and crossed his legs.

Without the cover of the top hat, the originally gloomy face seemed not so pleasing to the eye.Qin Jiu's expression at this time was like a wronged big dog who couldn't find its owner, no, even if it was, it was still a wronged wolf dog.

"You won't." Gin's voice was still hoarse, he put down his water glass and looked at him steadily.

"But you know, I'm not him." Akira Kurosawa suddenly suppressed his smile, and his tone was indifferent.

"You are you." Qin Jiu said firmly.

Akira Kurosawa didn't bother to argue with him, anyway, he is now an ordinary 17-year-old high school student, and he doesn't want to have anything to do with the so-called black organization at all.

Even if he was approached, it would be a big deal for him to find a quieter place.He doesn't have the memory of Mr. What, so what does the organization have to do with him?Even if it was, it was only once.

"I guess there should be chaos in the organization right now? If you don't deal with the traitors and undercover agents of the organization, what are you going to do with a leader who has disappeared long ago?" Akira Kurosawa stroked his smooth chin with his slender fingers, "There is no leader. Naturally, there will be a second head of the family, I think, for an organization with such a large sphere of influence, it's not impossible to find a leader, right?"

Gin was silent.

"It's getting late, I should go to school, and I don't have breakfast. I know you have a way to contact the organization, so leave quickly. If I come back from school and see that you are still here, don't blame me for driving you away."

Kurosawa stood up and walked to the door to change his shoes, then went out with his schoolbag.

Gin lay on the sofa for a while.Seemingly recovering a bit of strength, he endured the pain in his wound, walked to the landline phone placed on the cabinet in the living room, and dialed a number.

After a brief conversation with the person on the phone, he went back to the sofa and sat down.

That boy... he is clearly the husband, why is he unwilling to go back?

Could it be that, as he said before he disappeared, he decided to leave the organization alone and run away?

This is impossible.

How could he, who could sit in that position, say no to the organization?

What made him feel most uncomfortable was that the man's eyes were no longer full of trust in him, but an indifferent look at the enemy.

It feels very strange.

He was right, even if the leader of the organization was gone, there was still Rum.Her ability is enough to stabilize the entire organization.

The "new high-level" forces that were originally in trouble have indeed reined in a lot recently. What needs to be solved now is the undercover agents who took advantage of the chaos to sneak into the organization and the garbage who took the opportunity to betray the organization.

But... if there is no organization of that gentleman, can it still be regarded as the organization he is loyal to?

Not long after, a familiar black Porsche stopped outside the house.

Gin stood up, and looked back at the thin blanket that was somewhat dirty due to the dust and blood stains on his body.

After hesitating for a while, he picked it up and left.

"Jingle Bell--!"

After school, all the students in the class are packing up their things and preparing to go home.

Akira Kurosawa was carrying a schoolbag with a few books stuffed casually, ready to go home.

"Kurosawa-kun! Thank you for your help last time! Fortunately, you reminded me to find Conan, so Conan was not in danger." Mao Lilan also quickly packed her schoolbag and followed.

The smile on Kurosawa's face froze, what help?What happened?What did he do?Hey Hey hey!Please make it clear!

Although he complained wildly in his heart, he still responded calmly on his face.

"Ah, it's all trivial things, don't worry about them."

Maybe it's just what happened when I wanted to get rid of Conan and dumped it to Xiaolan, but it turned out to be wrong.

Sure enough, as long as you meet Conan, something will happen!

Mao Lilan still excitedly told Akira Kurosawa what happened recently, and it seemed that he had many wonderful experiences recently.

"It's just a pity that Shinichi wasn't around when these cases happened." She was suddenly a little disappointed, and the light that was originally shining in her eyes dimmed a little. One!' and find the culprit at once!"

"maybe."

Unknowingly, we came to a fork in parting.

Akira Kurosawa turned his gaze away from the regretful girl, and quietly glanced at the glass window of the Mori Detective Agency with the words on it. A figure of a little boy was lying by the window, as if waiting for someone.

"Don't worry too much, don't you still have Conan now? That little guy's ingenuity is no less than Kudo's." Kurosawa joked with a smile.

"He! Although he is a bit rash, he is indeed a very cute boy! There will be many girls who will like him in the future, no, maybe now."

Mao Lilan also said goodbye to Akira Kurosawa with a smile, and then saw Conan's small figure running down the stairs in front of Xiaolan in a hurry.

Oh, could it be... he was considered a rival in love by Conan, so he felt jealous because of the sense of crisis?Akira Kurosawa squinted his eyes, but the curvature of the corners of his mouth rose a bit.

He moved his gaze up again, and a small figure appeared at the window where Conan was lying on his stomach.

Oh yeah, that's not...

Akira Kurosawa smiled unabated, turned around, and went home.

After pressing the fingerprint lock on the door of his own house, the wounded man who was still lying on the sofa in the morning had already left.The gauze and medical kits that were originally scattered on the ground were also neatly packed and placed aside.

There is still time to do hygiene for him?

Kurosawa stretched lazily, and nestled on the sofa again.

Ah, living at home with good wine and taking a bath every day is simply a paradise on earth!It's such a comfortable day!

The sky gradually darkened, and all the lively scenes disappeared in the silent night.

"Hui Yuan, what's the matter with you? You've been looking a little bit wrong since the evening, are you feeling unwell?"

Haibara Ai is a girl who recently boarded at Dr. Ali's house. After going through a series of cases with Conan, she really let go of her guard against outsiders.

But today, he obviously just went to the Maori Detective Agency with Conan as a guest, so there is something wrong with his expression.

Conan looked at Haibara Ai with a pale face beside him, feeling a little puzzled.

"That man..." Hui Yuanai tremblingly said, "He has an organized aura about him."

"Ah? You mean Kurosawa?"

Conan, who was thinking about the new equipment Dr. Ali gave him, was slightly dumbfounded, "Did you make a mistake, how could he..."

The movement of his hands suddenly stopped and he shut his mouth.

It's not entirely impossible.

He remembered that Kurosawa's skill even his own parents couldn't detect his true details, and his identity information was perfect without any flaws.

Judging from the thickness and position of the gun cocoon in his hand, if he is not a member of some special organization in the world that chases fugitives, then there is only one possibility...

No, no, the Kurosawa Akira I met at that time was obviously only a 17-year-old high school student, and even after more than half a year now, he is still not yet an adult.How could a teenager of this age have the opportunity to use guns all year round?

Is he just an ordinary shooting enthusiast?

Conan frowned, seeming to be in a state of reasoning.

"My feeling is definitely not wrong. Although the organizational aura on his body is not obvious, I can feel that horrible sense of oppression. No...even..." Hui Yuanai The pupils dilated slightly, and the voice suddenly raised, "They, they must have found me..."

"Haibara!" Conan yelled, trying to get Huihara Ai to recover from the dazed state.

"Conan! Xiao Ai! What are you doing? Why are you so loud all of a sudden?"

Mao Lilan knocked on the door of the room, as if she wanted to open the door and come in.

Conan hurriedly put away the equipment.

"Ah! Elder Sister Xiaolan, we... we are just discussing a math problem! Ah... Ah, it seems that the result of Huiyuan's calculation is correct... Ah, Hahaha......"

Mao Lilan, who was wearing an apron, stood at the door, looking helplessly at Conan who was scratching his hair in embarrassment.

"Really, you have to be gentle with girls, why are you so loud." She smiled, "Dinner will be ready soon, you guys go wash your hands and get ready to eat!"

"it is good!"

"Ok!"

The street lights on the street began to light up, and the bustling street was still full of people.

And the real night was just beginning.

The author has something to say:

A certain unscrupulous leader: Gin Jiu, run away with me!

Gin: No.

one year later.

Gin: Sir, come back with me!

Kurosawa: No.

Gin: Even if you lose your memory, you are still my husband!

Kurosawa: Go away, go away, don't disturb my leisurely life.

Gin: ...Then I'll go and pack my luggage.

Kurosawa:? ? ?

Ah Chen was about to faint from crying, why the web version was fine, but there were garbled characters on the mobile phone, and it turned out to be just an extra space!Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

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