Gin and Red Fang are brothers

"Wait... that's my bedroom—" Qing Chuanchen tried to struggle one last time.

Of course, Gin doesn't care about the offense to the private domain and the like, he stepped into the bedroom door forcefully, and locked the new wardrobe at the first sight with his sharp eyes.

Spacious, enclosed and private, it's a suitable hideaway.

"..." With dangerous green eyes narrowed, the silver-haired man rested his finger on the trigger, aimed at the cabinet door, and then slowly and cautiously reached the side of the cabinet step by step.

——Yeah! !

Qing Chuanchen already had a premonition that there would be a horrible and chaotic scene later, and the words of crazy explanation rolled up in his stomach, and he was waiting to say it all at once.

The silver-haired man grabbed the doorknob of the closet, and Qing Chuanchen held his breath behind him, and yanked it open!

——In the spacious closet, it was empty, only the neat clothes hung by Qing Chuanchen.

"...!?"

All three of them are gone! ?Did it change places, or—

A guess faintly emerged in Qing Chuanchen's heart.

The three of them probably all went back to the hope school side of the winery.

I haven't had time to see how Akai goes back...but I can tell that Jing Guang should go back from the closet.

But what is a little surprising is that Kudo Shinichi also passed through it?The other party didn't write his name on the friend account... How will he come back when the time comes.

Speaking of which, it was not the first time that Jing Guang came out of the closet.So... Combined with this situation, the wardrobe at home is like a shuttle door connecting two worlds.

But anyway...at least now you can breathe a little easier.

Qing Chuanchen's beating heart gradually calmed down, and he exhaled slowly.

……Great.

Gin looked gloomy, and he scanned the inside of the closet again, then turned to look at Qing Chuanchen: "...you seem to be relieved?"

"Ah?" Qing Chuanchen blinked innocently, "It's just panting normally."

"Hmph." The silver-haired man sneered, he slammed the closet door and continued his carpet search.

At this moment, Qing Chuanchen felt relaxed, but he had some headaches, and it was estimated that it would take a long time to re-clean the house later.

"Brother, there is really no one else, how could I lie to you?" Qing Chuanchen followed behind Qin Jiu, spreading his hands helplessly.

After searching around but finding nothing, the silver-haired man had a calm face, but after confirming that there was no one else in the room, his tense muscles relaxed somewhat.

Now they were back in the living room again.

"You need treatment." Qing Chuanchen opened the medicine cabinet, arranged the bottles and cans on the table, and pointed to the sofa next to him, "Sit down, brother."

"..." There was a distance between the other party and Qing Chuan Chen, and instead of sitting down directly as Qing Chuan imagined, he raised his head slightly, "You can go."

"Huh?" Qing Chuanchen was stunned for a few seconds before realizing what the other party meant, "Oh... yes."

A vigilant lone wolf will not allow others to approach even if it is injured.

Qing Chuanchen got up, took a few steps back, and stood on the spot with his hands down.Still within Gin's line of sight, but kept a safe enough distance.

The silver-haired man took off his somewhat torn black windbreaker, which was mixed with gunpowder smoke and blood, and casually threw it to the side. He lifted the hem of his shirt and skillfully applied medicine to himself.

"That..." After hesitating for a moment, Qing Chuanchen still whispered, "Do you need a rubber band or something else?"

The other party's long straight silver hair, which was hanging down smoothly, became an annoying thing at this moment.Even if it is moved to the back by hand, there are still a few strands of fish that escaped the net hanging down.

Qing Chuanchen has never understood why the other party likes to have long hair... Wouldn't it be difficult to take care of it?

"..." The other party narrowed his dark green eyes and stared at him. After a few seconds, he squeezed out a voice from his throat, "Come here."

……Um?

Eh? ! !

Qing Chuanchen pointed at himself in a daze: "I'll go there?"

"Hmm." The silver-haired man nodded slightly with a cold expression.

"..." The pause was only a second, and Qing Chuanchen quickly followed the other party's intention and walked forward to his side, but also paid attention not to enter the other party's self-protection circle.

Why did you let yourself come here... You were still very vigilant just now?

From a close distance, one can see the hideous and brutal wounds, the whitened muscles and the dark blood clots clearly, making one's breath stagnant.Gin, on the other hand, seemed to have no pain, and his expression was still calm, without any waves.

The other party put the thing in his hand back on the table, and nodded to Qing Chuanchen to pick it up.He put his messy hair back on his head.The blood on his hand inevitably stained his hair, making him frown and click his tongue lightly.

Is this... the meaning of asking myself to help treat and bandage?

Trust yourself so much...?

"Brother?" Qing Chuanchen asked tentatively, "Do you want me to give you medicine?"

"Stop talking nonsense." The silver-haired man said in a deep voice.

"Uh...okay." Qing Chuanchen picked up the utensils on the table, felt the subconscious aura of the person in front of him, and paused, "Then brother...you control your conditioned reflex, don't give me a sudden blow." How many punches?"

People like Qin Jiu have a strong sense of self-protection and territoriality, and Qing Chuanchen doesn't want to be accidentally injured by innocent people.

It's too miserable to help apply medicine and bandage and get beaten up!

"..." The other party squinted his eyes, slightly restrained his cold killing intent, and calmed down the spike-like aura.

Before Qin Jiu said "less nonsense", Qing Chuan Chen had already bowed his head and started to fiddle with the medicine bottle, very consciously and quickly.

In a quiet night like water, there are only the soft sounds of clinking utensils and medicine bottles.

Qing Chuanchen chatted casually: "Speaking of brother... can someone actually hurt you?"

This kind of tearing wound on the abdomen at close range should be difficult for the opponent who has experienced many battles.

"... There are mice." The silver-haired man seemed to be in a bad mood, and there was coldness in his eyes, "But it has been dealt with." He pronounced the death of another person.

Undercover or traitor?Was caught off guard by a backstab?

Although this huge, entrenched underground dark organization is still beautiful and powerful on the outside, Qing Chuanchen knows that it is just a shelf, and its inside is being captured and eroded little by little.

Because there are people from all over the world, for a common belief and goal, they are not afraid of life and death, just to disintegrate it.Of course, this also includes myself who continues to provide internal information to the police and the FBI.

This is enough to form a powerful torrent.

"... Ah, it turned out to be like this." Qing Chuanchen showed a look of surprise on the surface, "I really didn't expect it."

"..."

"However... I feel that they are really persistent and bold." Qing Chuanchen said in a half-joking tone.

"A mouse is a mouse." Gin said impatiently, paused for a while, and then said in a deep voice, "Are you talking for them, Main?"

"Ah, no." Qing Chuanchen shook his head, "I just feel a little emotional."

"...Why, lurking in the police station for so many years has worn out your temper and made you forget who you are." Gin's tone was suffocating and oppressive, leaning forward.

"No." Qing Chuanchen raised his eyes and said in a sincere and confident tone, "I always know where I come from." In another world.

"I keep in mind what was taught me." Crack down on falsehood and ugliness, and promote truth, goodness and beauty.

"I've never forgotten who I am." I'm a policeman.

"There are still tasks that I must complete." Dismantle the organization.

What is said is the truth, even though what is hidden behind these sentences is information that the other party does not know.Qing Chuanchen was sure that the other party could feel the sincerity of the words.

The silver-haired man sneered: "Then, just remember."

The moon was already hanging in the sky, and the flowing cold light reflected half of Gin's side face, giving the cold and hard cheeks a touch of illusory softness.

Qing Chuanchen couldn't help muttering in a low voice: "...Maybe, if we change the beginning, we will have different lives."

"..." The other party glanced at him lightly, but unexpectedly did not interrupt.

Qing Chuanchen followed his heart and continued: "If we were born in the families of ordinary people, maybe we would live a completely different life from now."

He smiled and slowly narrated: "We will grow up together, spend elementary school, middle school, and maybe university together. We will make many friends and meet people with different personalities."

"Then let's work." Qing Chuanchen frowned, "Maybe you will become an excellent forensic doctor, and you will become brothers and sisters with me and my friends who were policemen at that time."

"We would complain about the overtime and cases that followed, and we would laugh at the celebration party and drink at the birthday party throughout the year."

"In my spare time, I would just sit at home eating potato chips and watch TV, or go for a walk on a sunny day."

"Neighbors in the neighborhood will say hello to us, and maybe receive flowers and fruit from someone who came to thank us."

Qing Chuanchen's bright turquoise green eyes were full of brilliance, his eyebrows were curved, and his words were mixed with a smile.

If the camp is the same, maybe we will become very good friends - no, it should be said that we will definitely become friends.

However, it is precisely because of this huge difference that he would never confuse him with Kurosawa.

They are two completely different people.

It was rare for the silver-haired man to finish listening to these words. He lowered his eyes, and the shadow cast by his fine bangs swayed slightly on his face.But he quickly revealed his cold dark green eyes, without any extra color.

"Hmph...boring." Gin Jiu made a mocking arc, "It's really a meaningless imagination."

Life cannot be restarted, and they have no choice in the first place.

There is only one way to go.

Qing Chuanchen blinked, and tentatively said: "Maybe we can try to change from now on? Otherwise, we can only go one way to the dark."

The silver-haired man showed a bloodthirsty smile, powerful and reckless: "—then go all the way to the dark."

"..." There was a brief silence.

Qin Jiu raised his hand suddenly, grabbing Qing Chuanchen's neck with a murderous intent, and blocked his breathing for a moment with his closed hands.

"Wow!"

"... Were you testing me just now, 66?!" Grinding his sharp canine teeth, his voice was hoarse.

"Uh huh..." How can someone answer like this!Qing Chuanchen pointed to his neck, expressing that he could not speak.

The silver-haired man stared at the person in his hand, and quickly let go of his vise-like hand. Qing Chuanchen, who regained the air, took a big breath, accompanied by a cough.

"Cough, cough..." Qing Chuanchen crazily complained about himself in his heart, it was really a brain twitch to think that he could persuade the other party.This guy's loyalty to the organization is simply unparalleled.

He raised his head and put on an innocent and helpless look: "Cough... I misunderstood, brother," he raised his hand, "I'm just like you, I have no second thoughts about the organization, Jiujiu."

The round turquoise eyes looked sincere.

"It's just to make it less embarrassing, just to find something to talk about." Qing Chuanchen put away the things scattered on the ground, and turned his words, "The wound is simply treated and bandaged, it should be almost the same."

"Brother, do you want to take a break? Or is there anything else I need to do?" Qing Chuanchen stood on the side with his hands down, showing the image of a caring and loyal younger brother.

Gin didn't answer, he got up and picked up his black windbreaker, and put the cold Bo/Latta into his pocket.

From the open window came the faint sound of a police siren, which seemed to be docked downstairs.

"!"

The expression of the silver-haired killer changed: "You called the police, Qing Chuanchen?"

"Ah? No!" Qing Chuanchen was really shocked this time, "How is it possible!"

——I didn’t call the police! !

The author has something to say: Kudo Shinichi who is in another world: (The state of trance after being refreshed. jpg)

Jing Guang & Akai: ...What should we do?

Jing Guang: Are you okay, boy?

Shinichi Kudo (suddenly raised his head): ...wait a minute!We need to go back ASAP!

——He has made an appointment with his parents. If he doesn't return at night, he will call the police! _(:з)∠)_

感谢在2021-05-2614:52:50~2021-05-2714:28:47期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Fang Tang, Yiye Qinghuan 1;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: Huaying, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! 10 bottles; named waste 4 bottles;

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