[Comprehensive] Arabian Nights

Alas, I actually understand that Gin and I broke up. He probably thinks that I can't help much and is holding back.

Putting myself aside, if I want to do bad things, I must be stretched all day long, but I found a partner who is stupid and sweet, and I guess I can kill that partner.

I understand the truth, but I feel very lost, and I hang my head and don't speak.

Gin patted my head after a while, and softened his voice like a little girl: "Shall I send you back to China?"

"I'm not from this world, what's the use of going back." I said slowly, "I don't know what to do if I'm not by your side."

Gin didn't speak, he took two steps, picked up the briefcase I threw on the ground, stuffed the briefcase into my arms again, and patted my head: "We are not suitable."

I threw the briefcase on the ground again, and Gin picked it up for me patiently.

"What are you doing! You make me look very unreasonable!" I puffed my face, feeling that although Gin Jiu had recovered his memory, he still dotes on me very much, so I felt confident, "If you say it's not suitable, it's not suitable. ah."

Gin was biting his cigarette, because he didn't smoke because I was next to him, but "tsk" from between his teeth, pulled out the gun and pointed it at my head and shot.

The bullet flew past my hair, I blinked but didn't realize it, turned my head to look at the bullet hole in the garage wall, and then realized what this man had done.

God damn it!

"You, you still hit me!" Tears spewed out of my eyes, "Why! Break up as soon as you break up, I didn't even call you a scumbag, you still want to hit me with a gun!"

"It's like this with me, you may die at any time." Qin Jiu put the gun away again, "You don't have the ability to detect danger at all."

I kind of want to say that I am not afraid of death, but after thinking about it carefully, I find that I am still afraid of death.

Mainly because of the fear of pain!

I seemed to hear Gin Jiu smile, but when I looked up, I saw that his face was still indifferent.

"...All right, what you said makes sense." I admitted painfully, "I'm really good at it."

"You don't need to understand these things." Gin Jiu answered me.

"Yeah, I think so too." I admitted frankly, "But I really like you, otherwise, even though I'm gone, you can still come to me when you have time, and we can still Continue to love love!"

Qin Jiu couldn't help laughing now: "Is that all you think about?"

"This, these are not important!" I puffed up, "I really like having sex with you! If you insist on breaking up, then wait until I find someone who is more handsome and skilled than you." Okay!"

"..." With Qin Jiu's expression, I felt that he wanted to hit me a little bit, but he didn't say anything in the end, and patted my head directly.

Alas, none of this responds.

I don't know if Xiao Hei likes me or not.

Let’s say he doesn’t like it. He treats me really, really well. If I don’t want him to smoke, he doesn’t smoke. I say what I want, and he buys me what I want, and he didn’t kill me after recovering my memory.

Say he likes it, and I think he has many, many more important things than me.

That's right, after all, he is a member of the organization. There must be more important things. After all, reality is different from comics. It is impossible to meet a young, handsome, rich and domineering president. That president will forget everything , the whole world only loves me.

"A grown-up world." I sighed, tiptoed and kissed the corner of Gin's mouth, "Okay, let's break up."

I agreed, and Gin didn't look too happy. He opened the briefcase and counted for me what was in it.

He didn't get impatient and told me about the foreigner's long-term residence certificate, passbook, bank card, driver's license, change, and other bits and pieces.

"Driver's license, but I can't drive." I said distressedly.

"Learn by yourself in the future." Qin Jiu said to me.

Fine……

I ended up taking that briefcase and being pushed by gin out of the small house where I lived for a few months and walking the streets of Japan.

The surroundings are actually quite familiar to me, because I have also been out these days, but this place is a bit strange at this time.

I walked slowly to the nearby hotel, paid the fee to check in, and began to wonder where I was going next.

To be honest, after feeling that this is Conan's world, I really don't want to go out. After all, I always feel that my life is in danger anytime and anywhere. Now that I am driven out of the house by gin, I am a little at a loss.

I am now in Ota, Gunma, Japan, a Japanese city that is completely different from the Japan I imagined. There are no convenience stores full of streets like those in comics, expensive buses to get in and out, and there is not even a high-speed rail.

The Internet fee is too expensive to tremble, and the food is also outrageously expensive.

To be honest, when I saw the price of a hotel for one night, I had the urge to turn around and let Gin immediately send me back to China.

But one item is now 1996, the first year Conan was released, and I really don't want to go back to China where even bp machines are rare.

How angry, why do you let me travel to this kind of time, I would rather go to 2100 than live in an era when there is no app order for takeout.

The first day I left Gin, I started to feel a sense of urgency because of the high prices in Japan.

I'm looking for a job.

When I was looking for a job, I found out that there is no place to recruit workers in this small place!Those who need it are also given priority to the Japanese!

Oh my god... what should I do.

Although I found that Gin also remits money to my bank card every month, I still have a sense of crisis. If Gin dies or goes to jail in the future, then I will have no source of income!

So I bid farewell to Gunma, a rookie city, and prepared to go to a big city to find a job, but before I could leave, a murder occurred in the hotel where I was staying.

...Forgive me, this is really the iron-clad world of Conan.

Unfortunately, I became a suspected criminal suspect and watched a detective named White Horse Detective solve the murder case.

I didn't take this matter seriously. After all, this is the world of Conan. It's normal to encounter murder cases, so I didn't care about this matter. I planned to avoid the crime scene in Tokyo and go to Osaka first. .

In Osaka, I encountered the second homicide case, and was met by Hattori Heiji passing by. Hattori Heiji solved the murder case with his excellent reasoning ability.

I said goodbye to the second homicide in my life in a low-key way, and I was going to rent a house.

There are quite a lot of agents here in Osaka. After I made a request, they notified me to see the house after a few days.

...If not four of the ten rooms are the rooms where the murder took place, I would also be very happy.

Apart from these four murder scenes, what other murders happened next to them, the neighbors are released prisoners and so on.

Although these made the house price a lot cheaper, I still felt bald for a while.

After choosing for a long time, I finally chose a house where nothing happened to live in.

As a result, the next day, a robbery and homicide occurred in the room next to the house I rented.

...To be honest, I kind of miss gin.

Now I really want him to send me out of Japan quickly, any country is good, I feel better than here...

But in the past two months, Gin really never came to look for me. If it wasn't for the money in the bank card, I almost thought this person would disappear.

Now I work in a coffee shop and try to learn how to make desserts.

My dream is to make the most delicious dessert, and then wait until the next time I see Gin, stuff his least favorite flavor into his mouth, and watch him eat with a constipated face!

With such anticipation, I live happily every day.

Until I met Toru Amuro.

It was a rainy afternoon, and a mugger came to our coffee shop (I am not surprised at all), and when the mugger pointed a knife at us and asked us to withdraw money for him, a customer who was dining directly from The robber grabbed his wrist from behind and subdued the robber.

When the store manager rushed to call the police, I went to thank the kind person: "Thank you for saving us, we would be in danger if it weren't for you."

"Protecting girls is what I should do." The kind-hearted man was wearing a peaked cap, and when he said this, he lifted the brim of the hat, revealing his light-colored hair and brown skin, "You're welcome."

At first I thought it was just a kind passer-by, so I gave him several desserts from our store, and after the store manager agreed to give him a [-]% off card.

The store manager praised my ingenuity: "Customers who can call like this will feel very safe when they eat here! Well done!"

So there are more regular customers in our store.

After going back and forth, we gradually became familiar with each other. Once I asked the name of this kind-hearted person who could fight.

"My name?" The kind-hearted man laughed, and replied very clearly, "My name is Bourbon."

Bourbon?

what is this?

I didn't respond: "Aren't you Japanese?"

"No, I'm Japanese." Bourbon said with a smile.

At this time, the store manager just asked me to go back to make donuts. After I apologized, I ran to the back kitchen. When I finished the donuts and put them on the plate, I realized that Bourbon...wasn't it Toru Amuro in Conan's comics!

Oh, I understand, although I watched Conan after this person appeared, I didn't care about it at all, but Toru Amuro, I know!

"My lover is this country."

"I hate Akai Shuichi the most."

"I drive like cxk."

The man who turned the movie version of Detective Conan into the initial D and Fast and Furious, although I haven't read the original work, I have already admired his name for a long time!

But why did he suddenly appear next to me, and still say his name is Bourbon?

I have been thinking hard for a long time but I can't figure it out, but I feel like the undercover of this kind of undercover, the master of infernal affairs, I really can't understand their thinking.

Just don't think about it if you can't figure it out, it has nothing to do with me anyway.

I put the donuts away, happily took one and put it on a plate, and went to warm up my Japanese lover Toru Amuro.

I don't care about bourbon, organizations, undercover agents, etc. These have nothing to do with me.

I only know that Toru Amuro is very handsome!The kind that is more handsome than gin!

I must properly set up the green hat for Gin!