Gin and Red Fang are brothers

Conan took the map inside the ship that the host gave everyone, and chatted casually with Qing Chuanchen: "Speaking of which, is Mi Cake-san following his father? It's black hair."

"Huh?" Qing Chuanchen had half-moon eyes, "I don't know, because I picked it up..."

"Oh... I picked it up?!" Conan was startled, and then immediately covered his mouth, "Ah, I'm sorry, I'm not... I'm just a little surprised, and I feel that you two get along very well."

"That's right, mother and younger brother are fine." Qing Chuanchen continued following the script arrangement.

Conan's heart was not at peace.He remembered what the man named Bordeaux had said before, about the boy who looked very similar to the teammate who was killed—in this way, it should be referring to Rice Cake?

Was this boy, like Eli, raised?Conan tilted his head to look at Qing Chuanchen's side face, feeling very complicated.What is it to "resurrect" the dead?Maybe all cells and genes are the same, but they are not the same person after all.

Such a young and fresh life should have a bright future, but because of the organization's experiments, it may be buried in an uncertain dark corner.

……hateful.Conan clenched his fist.Those guys who care about human life...!

Qing Chuanchen didn't know that the boy beside him had gone to a very distant place, and he was still observing the map in his hand.

To tell the truth, if the organization is just a goods transaction, Qing Chuanchen doesn't care.But I'm afraid they will blow up a ship or cause a shipwreck accident.

The friend's account said Sunwa, and the letter added that it was a boat docking.Then there is a hidden condition in it that allows the ship to reach its destination safely.

...Or even if it doesn't reach the intended destination, at least the ship won't sink.Qing Chuanchen twitched the corners of his mouth.

You can use the excuse of a detective game to search around the ship to see if there is any possibility of explosives.

"How is it, have you solved the password?" Qing Chuanchen asked with a smile.

This broke Conan's contemplation and pulled him out of his own world: "Ah, hey? Let me see again." Conan focused his gaze on the map information prompt again.

"According to the rules, we have to unlock the code and find the 'key'. There are also many hidden hints distributed in the ship—we can turn around to find them." Qing Chuanchen proposed.

Qing Chuanchen felt that Gin Jiu would definitely not play this kind of detective game. It stands to reason that the transaction should be carried out at night, and now he should rest in his room when everyone is active—it just happens that he can use this time to search.

"This code is very simple, it should mean that it is on the promenade." Conan quickly unlocked it, "Okay. Let's go to the promenade first to search for the next hint."

There are many pedestrians on the promenade deck, because people who are immersed in playing detective games and people who are walking and chatting will appear on this floor.Qing Chuanchen glanced around, looking for places where explosives might be hidden.

The possibility of putting explosives on this floor should be relatively low.Qing Chuanchen thought so.Might need to search a bit more out of the way and in the lower plywood.

"There seems to be something here!" Conan stopped in front of a white pole, he bent down and looked at the bottom of the white pole, on which there were seemingly messy numbers and letters written in black pen, Conan frowned and analyzed, "...well, It's getting more difficult this time, is it such a rare type of code... It seems to mean that it will go further?"

"Then let's go." This is exactly what Qing Chuanchen wanted, and he searched for the bottom.

The two walked side by side along the shading of the deck, bypassing the crowded viewing platform.There is a gate leading to the lower splint in front, and there is a sign of "pedestrians prohibited" in front of it.

Conan paused: "Go down?"

The secret hint doesn't refer to this place... To be reasonable, it's the place where the cruise ship staff go regularly.Go check the safety of the underside of the hull.

"Since the reminder is written like that, why don't you go down and take a look?" Qing Chuanchen responded.But I was also slightly puzzled.

Will this detective game still let tourists go down to this kind of place?This is not conducive to the safety of tourists and the hull.Conan complained in his heart.Don't know who designed that prompt.

The two carefully climbed the vertical platform to reach the lower inner layer.The scene below is different from the luxurious and high-end one above. It is much more monotonous and gray, and there are criss-crossed pipes and complicated instruments everywhere.

There is no natural light, only yellow lights with low power inside, making it look dark and damp.As Conan walked, he wondered if he had solved the wrong code.

——This doesn't look like a place for games!

Qing Chuanchen glanced around.If you want to blow up a ship, this is really a good place to bury explosives.

There was a faint voice of conversation coming from ahead——

There are others in this place! ?Could it be another player?

Conan and Qing Chuanchen looked at each other, and raised it in their hearts.The two of them lowered their footsteps, carefully approached the box-shaped shield in front, and looked towards the place where the sound came from through the gap on one side.

There were four people standing there, one of them was a foreigner in a jacket.Conan's pupils trembled when he caught a glimpse of three of them-it was gin, vodka, and Bordeaux!

organize--! !

Qing Chuanchen was also shocked.

What a coincidence!How could I bump into...!

Could it be...?At this moment, he suddenly realized why the difficulty of this code increased and where it was located.

It seems that the code that Conan discovered and solved just now may not be the setting of the detective game, but the transaction code of the organization.

I don't know what happened there, Bordeaux suddenly stepped forward, his back blocked the line of sight, the two couldn't see the specific situation, but the body of the foreigner in the jacket hesitated for a moment, as if he lost his strength for a moment, and rushed forward fall.

"!" Conan gritted his teeth and exclaimed.

...Have you killed someone? !

What should be used to record their behavior at this moment, but at the beginning of the detective game at that time, everyone's mobile phones were taken away for the sake of fairness.

"……"hateful!Conan clenched his fists.

There are many containers in it, and they are stuffing the foreigner who is probably dead into one of the boxes.

Conan patted Qing Chuanchen and mouth-shaped him: You go back and find someone first, and I'll watch where they put that person here.

Qing Chuanchen looked back.He is aware of the danger of the organization, and the bespectacled boy in front of him may just think he happened to encounter a crime scene.In this case, it is obviously more appropriate to stay by yourself.

So Qing Chuanchen shook his head, and made a mouthful reply: I feel that my legs are a little weak, and I can't run anymore.You go back and call someone.

This kind of reply really made Conan helpless. He pursed his lips and had no choice but to choose to keep the other party here.Before Conan left, he turned his head again: Don't make a sound, you must hide it.I'll be back soon.

Qing Chuanchen made an OK gesture.

He watched Conan's back gradually go away, retracted his gaze, and carefully lay down next to the box-shaped shelter again.

Qing Chuanchen could see from a distance that they started to install new things after they installed people—is it a time bomb?

No way...the ship is really going to be blown up!

Why do you have to do it so absolutely—!

Bordeaux was inputting something on the monitor, but it was too far away to see clearly.Qingchuan Chen narrowed his eyes.

In order to keep in touch with Sharon and the others, Qing Chuanchen lied that he didn't have a mobile phone, but actually hid it in his pocket.At this moment, it came in handy.

He turned on the phone's camera and zoomed in to use it as a telescope.The image inside is enlarged a little bit, and the other party can see a string of numbers being input on the display.

—Is it a password?

Qing Chuanchen silently memorized the string of numbers in his heart, holding his mobile phone in his right hand.Vodka, who was pacing beside him, leaned to the side at this moment, and his body just blocked the second half of the content.

Qing Chuanchen had no choice but to move his body carefully again, trying to continue looking at it from another angle.The current posture is very uncomfortable, and the other arm supporting the ground protested sorely. Qing Chuanchen wanted to adjust it slightly, but his hand unconsciously brushed the camera button——

The sound of "click" was crisp and loud, and suddenly sounded in the quiet space.

"!!!"

Oh oh oh oh oh! !

Qing Chuanchen ran without hesitation, but no matter what, the child was clearly no match for an adult, and the huge pulling force from the back of his neck lifted him abruptly.

The big vise-like hand clamped his mouth and pinned him against the wall, and Qing Chuanchen's voice was choked up before it could jump out of his throat.

"Well--!"

Hitting the back of his head against a hard wall caused a brief dizziness, and physiological tears gushed out.Being choked tightly made Qing Chuanchen feel a little breathless, but subconsciously struggling in the face of an irresistible force is like a kitten stretching its claws, which is insignificant at all.

The silver-haired man in front of him looked like a god of death shrouded in chill, his expression was very gloomy.The heart in Qing Chuanchen's chest was thumping as if it was about to jump out.

"Oh, where did the kid come from?" Vodka followed, "There is a price to pay for running around."

Bordeaux glanced at Qing Chuanchen, paused for a moment, and said in a tone of helplessness: "Ah... Really, it turned out to be a coincidence..." His words were unclear, which made Vodka frown.

"Brother, what about this kid?" Vodka asked in a normal tone, "Have you dealt with that man together?"

"Hmm!" Qing Chuanchen struggled harder, trying to get his hands into his pockets.

"Don't move around." The ice-cold voice sounded like a warning, making Qing Chuanchen's movements stop.

"Big brother?"

The silver-haired man stared at Qing Chuan Chen's turquoise eyes that were full of tears, paused, snatched Qing Chuan Chen's cell phone, and then let go and threw him on the ground.

Qing Chuanchen was caught off guard and fell to the floor again. He gasped in pain, and before he could get up, the muzzle of the gun was held against his head again.

"……"hateful……!

Qing Chuanchen let out a breath slowly.

"Now," Gin's silver hair hangs down in a half-squat, casting a dark shadow in front of Qing Chuanchen's eyes, his voice is low and hoarse, with sharp canine teeth slightly exposed on his lips, "...I ask, you answer. "

The author has something to say: Japanese mobile phones cannot mute the sound when taking pictures, so if you can’t secretly take pictures of ww, there will be sound.

Qing Chuanchen: Ah, why is the phone so sensitive! _(:з)∠)_

感谢在2021-03-2811:08:38~2021-03-2913:25:19期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Ye Yu Xiaoxiao, R Luo 1;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Qingzhou shallow water; 10 bottles of mochi; 5 bottles of Тhorin-tuu, meow a mi. Chen Xiaoxi; 2 bottles of Weiwei;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!