Gin and Red Fang are brothers

A detective deserves to be a detective, he can deduce some precise conclusions by relying on the small details revealed by others that are not easy to detect.

Qing Chuanchen's complexion gradually calmed down following Kudo Shinichi's narration.

After the detective's instinctive reasoning was completed, Kudo Shinichi hesitated and said, "Um... sorry, is this an invasion of Mr. Kurosawa's privacy?"

"No, it's good." Qing Chuanchen patted him on the shoulder solemnly, "Thank you for your information, it is conducive to early detection and early treatment."

Kudo Shinichi: "Then, does Mr. Kurosawa over here need..."

"No, no, no! He is very healthy here!" Qing Chuanchen clasped his hands together, "You must not say anything like 'I think you should go to the hospital' to him."

"...Of course not. I don't know Mr. Kurosawa here," said the boy with half-moon eyes, "I just mentioned it in passing. You don't need to be so excited."

Shinichi with precious blue eyes winked playfully: "To be honest, I'm still a little curious."

Qing Chuanchen: "...Curiosity killed the cat, great detective."

After bidding farewell to Kudo Shinichi, Qing Chuanchen kept thinking about the matter of Xiao Shuran on the way home.

... color cognitive impairment?

Although I don't know what exactly happened to You Xunran, but in this case, of course I have to see a doctor!

But looking at this situation, it is likely that the other party is hiding it from everyone and does not want others to know.

Could it be... accompanied by some unspeakable illness that Kudo Shinichi didn't see?

But no matter what, how can the disease be delayed!It's wrong to avoid diseases and avoid doctors!

Qing Chuanchen immediately wanted to travel to another world, and grabbed the other party to the hospital no matter what happens.

With this in mind, he held the friend account in his arms, got into the closet and tried to shuttle.Half asleep and half awake all night, except for the pain in my spine, nothing happened.

Qing Chuanchen (slowly making a question mark): ...?

—Very well, wardrobe, you are a rebellious fellow.

The perseverant Qing Chuanchen slept in the closet for the next few days, but nothing happened.

Qing Chuanchen began to suspect that the shuttle door effect before the closet was just a coincidence.

During the daytime, I clocked in at the Metropolitan Police Department to go to work, and my daily work remained the same. I was secretly helping the members of the organization to sell points, and at the same time quietly passing information to the police.

Live an ordinary and stressful daily life.

But on a sunny afternoon, Qing Chuanchen, who was on duty outside, suddenly received an email message from the organization: [Southeast corner of ×× Road ×× Street intersection, guide the vehicle with the license plate number ×××× to the side not far away Abandoned chemical factory warehouse. 】

Eh?Qing Chuanchen was taken aback for a moment.I usually don't participate in the activities of this kind of mission, why this time...

But the order of the organization cannot be violated.

Qing Chuanchen, who was wearing a police uniform, finished the draft, walked to the southeast corner with a smile on his face, and knocked on the target's car window: "Hi sir, parking is not allowed here."

The other party was a middle-aged man with brown-red hair, who seemed to be a foreigner or a mixed race.He opened his eyes wide: "Sorry! But I had to stop for a while..."

"There is a warehouse next to the abandoned chemical factory, not far away. If something really happens, you can temporarily park your car there." Qing Chuanchen smiled.

"Oh okay, thank you." The other party put his hands on the steering wheel, put down the handbrake and drove to the designated location.

"..." Qing Chuanchen looked at the figure of the other party's car. Although he couldn't judge the identity of the other party, he had a faint feeling in his heart that the other party might be in danger.

With a sigh of relief, he memorized the license plate number and decided to tell Bourbon and the others.

The second he took out his phone, he found a new message: 【You too. 】

"...?" Qing Chuanchen stared at the mail, his doubts deepened.

...Forget it, then follow along.

——I don’t know what the organization means.

The warehouse of the abandoned chemical factory next to it is sparsely populated and weeds are growing wildly. Qing Chuanchen walked slowly according to the information given by the organization, bypassing the piled up glove boxes, and the next moment he looked up, he saw sprayed blood flowers—brown red hair The pale man had a shocked expression and fell to the ground with a thump.

"!" Qing Chuanchen took two steps back subconsciously, tiles, bricks and rubble made a sound under his feet, making the muzzle of the black hole point at himself in the next second.

"...Main?" The person who just shot was Gin.He squinted his dark green eyes, staring at the uninvited guest in his mind at this moment.

Qing Chuanchen raised his mobile phone and quickly explained: "The organization asked me to come."

"I asked him to come." Bordeaux, who was standing beside Gin, smiled. He shook his phone, "I am the temporary agent for organizing the mailbox today, and I am responsible for issuing orders."

"..." Qin Jiu said in a low tone, "What did you ask him to do?"

"Of course it is..." Bordeaux spread his hands and looked at Qing Chuanchen with a smile, but his eyes were full of cold scrutiny, "—come to appreciate the fate of the traitor."

"..." Qing Chuanchen's heart was beating like thunder, but he remained calm on the surface, "What do you mean, Bordeaux."

"Literally." Bordeaux raised the corners of his lips, and slowly narrated, "There is an internal core traitor in the organization, and that gentleman is very angry. So this person...is it you?"

Qing Chuanchen: "I'm not."

Gin: "He's not."

Two silent voices sounded at the same time.

Qing Chuanchen looked at the silver-haired man unexpectedly, he didn't expect that the other party would also speak for him.

Bordeaux was also slightly taken aback.

Gin's expression was cold: "It's really boring, Bordeaux." He wiped the few drops of blood splattered on the back of his hand with a handkerchief, "...Next time, if you call someone over casually, I will kill you." A sense of oppression.

"..." Bordeaux paused for a few seconds, and frowned, "Don't be so cruel, Qin Jiu, just test each one."

"Hmph." A disdainful reply.

"However... I still say the same thing," Bordeaux walked slowly past Gin, "—be careful." Lightly dropped a sentence.

The brown-haired man swayed slightly, without even looking at the corpse on the ground, he turned away from the container piled up in front, and passed by Qing Chuanchen.

The scene fell silent again.

Qing Chuanchen raised his eyes and smiled: "Thank you, big brother."

The silver-haired man put the blood-stained handkerchief back into his pocket, and his bony left hand still held Bo/Le/Ta——

In the next second, the howling bullet slammed Qing Chuanchen's cheek and nailed it to the container behind!

"!" Qing Chuanchen's eyes widened, and a few strands of severed hair fluttered down.

"..." Qin Jiu raised his head slightly, revealing the cold green eyes under the top hat, "If you are a traitor..." He narrated in a hoarse voice indifferently.

"—you will-die-very-ugly." The silver-haired killer pulled a bloodthirsty smile on his lips, "I promise."

The sudden cool wind lifted the moonlight-cold silver hair of the other party, and there was a faint smell of blood in the air.

The palms of his hands felt a little cold under the words of the other party, but Qing Chuanchen still calmed down and returned a bright smile: "Don't worry...of course not."

Except for that day, the rest of the time was peaceful.At night, Qing Chuanchen was still nesting in the closet. Just when he thought that his analysis was wrong and that the closet was not a shuttle door, the closet suddenly became crowded one night.

A gentle voice with some hesitation: "...Qingchuan?"

"Huh? Jing Guang!" Qing Chuanchen was relieved instantly.

"...Why are you sleeping in the closet?"

"I should be the one asking you this question." Qing Chuanchen frowned, raised his hand and pushed open the closet door, "Let me see your house..."

Before finishing the second half of the sentence, he swallowed back his throat.

Before him was the familiar scene of his own home.

Qing Chuanchen: "Huh?" Didn't he go back to the world of the winery school by himself?

The skeptical young man showed a half helpless smile: "That's why I asked, why are you sleeping in the closet... I came here to find you."

"..." Qing Chuanchen blinked, "Did you come over smoothly?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang nodded: "Yes, it's very simple. Just enter the closet, thinking about going to another world, and come here."

——how could it be so! !Then why myself...

So this is someone else's wardrobe!

Jing Guang saw Qing Chuanchen's expression, combined with the expression of the other party sleeping in the closet, and quickly understood his inner thoughts: "So, do you also want to shuttle through the closet?"

"That's right...it's been unsuccessful." Qing Chuanchen sighed, then keenly noticed the word "also", he raised his eyes, "also?"

"During the day when you were away, many of us passed through the closet for testing. Kurosawa also wanted to pass through to find you." Jing Guang spread his hands, "However, it has been unsuccessful."

"..." Qing Chuanchen was stunned, "Huh?"

"Let's make a reasonable guess," Jing Guang rested his index finger on his chin, "Maybe it's because you are too abrupt?"

Qing Chuanchen slightly understood what the other party meant.

Whether it is Jingguang or Fugu, or the Miyano sisters and Natsume, the personality differences between the two worlds are not too great.But there is a difference between life and death on both sides of me, and there is also a contrast between the two sides of the Kurosawa formation, so the method of directly shuttling through the door from the closet cannot be successful.

"Okay..." Qing Chuanchen breathed out, "It seems that if you want to go back, you really can only complete the things that were written in the friend account."

Finish what needs to be done here.

"What is it?" Jing Guang's blue-gray eyes were sincere, "Maybe we can help."

"Crack down on fakes, ugliness, and promote truth, goodness and beauty." Qing Chuanchen paused for a second, "I blindly guessed that the winery would close down."

"?" Jing Guang also paused for a second, "Let the school close down?"

A true example of me blowing up school when I grow up? ?

"Ah, no! This winery is not the name of our school!" Qing Chuanchen quickly waved his hands, expressing that he had absolutely no thoughts of treason against the school, "It's the organization here."

"The place where Bourbon and Scotch went undercover."

Jing Guang's expression became serious: "I understand."

"Because it's dangerous, you don't actually need to..."

Before Qing Chuanchen could finish his words, Jing Guang continued with a smile: "Since we are friends, of course we share weal and woe." His pretty cat eyes were shining, "Danger, if we bear it together, it will be dispersed." Yes—I think that's what they'll say."

Qing Chuanchen was slightly startled, silent for a while, and then smiled: "...Thank you."

"You're too polite, Qingchuan." Jing Guang patted him on the shoulder, "Let's discuss the rest after the other people arrive."

"Okay." Qing Chuanchen nodded.

Jing Guang went back into the closet again, and he frowned: "Oh, by the way—do you have anything to say to Kurosawa?"

Ok?

Qing Chuanchen blurted out subconsciously: "If you are sick, treat it as soon as possible."

Jing Guang: "???"

It took Qing Chuanchen a second to fully react: "Ah wait! This is not the meaning of cursing!!"

But it was obviously a step too late, and the scenery in front of him disappeared before he could speak the supplementary words.

Qing Chuanchen slammed the cabinet door violently: "Brother, wardrobe, I call you big brother! Please echo the last explanation—"

"Treat yourself early if you are sick" is really just a literal meaning!

The author has something to say: Jing Guang (hesitating): Ah... Kurosawa, Qingchuan asked me to bring you a sentence.

Kurosawa: What?

Jing Guang (hesitates and pauses): ...

Kurosawa:?

Jing Guang (replying in a flat voice): If you are sick, treat it as soon as possible.

Kurosawa:? ? ?

I remembered the update of the Conan manga not long ago. The eldest brother appeared again after many years. When he committed suicide undercover for the FBI, he actually stuck his hand/gun directly into the opponent's mouth—too strong, worthy of being the eldest brother! (bushi)

At first, I wanted to refer to it, but then I thought it would be too rough to Qingchuan. In a state of temporary trust, it is more appropriate to shoot from a distance and threaten hahh

感谢在2021-05-2916:48:12~2021-05-3017:10:40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 grenade: 3 wood spore;

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 1122; Li Jiuge and Fang Tang 1;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: I love cats, 5 bottles from Aomori; 2 bottles of Xirizhicheng; 1 bottle of Tingfengcry;

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