[Conan] My years at the winery

the next day.

I get out of bed.

A new day begins.

By the way, what did I want to do last night?

Oh, I asked Gin if he knew me when I was a child.

It's just a pity that I didn't get through the phone later, and I wasn't in a hurry to know the answer, so I decided to ask Gin Jiu tomorrow to find out.

Yesterday was Saturday, so today is Sunday, so the answer is, I can sleep a little longer………………

Thinking of this, I stretched out on the bed, and then I planned to nest under the quilt and continue to sleep.

Instead, I see the words "Thursday" below the date on the calendar.

I:……………………

Yesterday was Saturday and today is Thursday, yes, this is very scientific.

I should have known a long time ago that in Conan, a world where the main timeline does not know what kind of chaos it is, things like time cannot be inferred according to common sense at all.

So what can I do?Of course he got up.

However, I seem to have forgotten something?

I didn't remember what I forgot until after school, and I didn't remember what I forgot until I saw gin in the new stronghold.

Oh, I forgot to ask Gin if he knew me as a kid.

"Gin, let me ask you something." I was sure that no one was eavesdropping nearby, and he and I didn't have bugs, I looked up at Gin (every time I looked up, I felt embarrassed, although I knew I ten centimeters shorter than Gin), "Did you know me when I was a child?"

"Huh? Why do you ask that?" Gin looked at me, "Did you remember something?"

So, did Gin really know me when I was a child?

Otherwise, he wouldn't ask me the question of what I remembered, unless it was because, Gin knew that he himself was part of my lost memory.

"No, I don't remember anything." This is the truth. My understanding of what I experienced before I was ten years old is only from the data in those documents. "It just suddenly occurred to me that when you first met me, your attitude was a little different from meeting someone you met for the first time."

"However, Gin, what you said just now means that you knew me when I was a child, right?"

"Yes." Gin admitted directly, after all Martini came to ask, he would naturally answer.

Then Qin Jiu noticed that the young man standing in front of him was silent.

At this time, I was brainstorming the information I had seen, hoping to find out the code name of gin, but I found nothing.

Like Curacao, there are no records.

But it doesn't mean that Gin doesn't know me.

"Can you tell me something about my childhood?" I looked at Gin with sparkling eyes, and then said to Gin, "Also, my relationship with you at that time."

Then Gin spoke.

Including gin, he exchanged a hamburger and Coke for a gunship helicopter from me.

etc……………………

It seems that there is something wrong......

The model and value of the armed helicopter that Gin Jiu told me, why does it sound so familiar to me?

Well, isn't this the gunship that Gin gave me for my 13th birthday?Put the gin on the table and pour it back to me?Haven't spent any money yet?

If I remember correctly, this gunship seems to have been scrapped by Conan in the theatrical version of the dark tracker.

And in order to return a birthday gift worth more than a gunship helicopter, I deliberately emptied my small coffers on Gin's 30th birthday (although the coffers that can afford an Osprey helicopter cannot be said to be small), buy An Osprey helicopter.

Now tell me, I paid for both helicopters………………

And until now, the Osprey is still lying in the organization's new stronghold waiting for maintenance. When I think about it, my heart aches.

My Little Money…………………

For the first time, I felt that raising my Master Qin cost so much money.

"Gin..." Would you like to show some face?

Are you embarrassed to cheat a child of seven or eight years old?

Gin was not only kind, he also sent this gunship back as a birthday present a few years later.

I suddenly felt that Gin's dog can't be cultivated overnight.

Because gin he started ten years ago is enough for dogs and misfits.

I looked at Gin with a complicated expression.

I used to think that Conan was a waste of money, but now that I think about it, my Master Qin is definitely not bad.

Although it's not a good thing.

Gold Swallowing Beast!

dog man! ! !

As I was grinding my teeth, I saw Gin looking at me with concerned eyes.

And at this time, I also wanted to understand why the Gin Club was keen to take me to eat beef burgers in Italy.

The co-author is that he thought I liked it.

"You have a bad expression," Qin Jiu looked at me, "What's wrong?"

Me: ".........It's nothing. I'm just calculating in my head how much money I spent on you."

"Oh, did that work out?"

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how to say?

This is a number that I can't believe myself.

This number is so large that it accounts for the vast majority of my wealth spent over the years (of course there are others, such as Scotch and Bourbon, who don't like me spending too much money on them).

That is, I didn't spend much of my own money, but spent it all on gin.

I mentally calculated the income and expenditure of the past few years, and in the item of expenditure, Gin ran at the front with the posture of riding the dust, followed by a certain high school detective with the physique of a elementary school student of death.

"Is it short of money?" Qin Jiu asked me.

Me: "………………No shortage."

Just thinking about the amount of money makes me feel distressed.

It is several times the size of the small treasury I have now (I just paid for the maintenance of the Osprey helicopter damaged by Akai Shuichi a few days ago, so my current small treasury has shrunk a lot.).

But to be honest, I, the heir to the Karasuma consortium, do not need money.

But even if I am the heir of the Karasuma consortium, I can't tamper with the money of the Karasuma consortium.

"Gin Jiu, did you come to find me yourself when I was 11 years old because you felt guilty about taking over the helicopter gunship I had when I was young?"

"...Why do you think I have such a thing as guilt?" You know, Gin has done countless times to kill people and steal goods, but Gin, he has never treated those who were raped by him. People who play tricks and take their lives and money feel guilty.

"Then why your attitude towards me is completely different from that towards other people?" I asked him curiously.

To be honest, I still want to know why Gin at that time took an hour every day to train (beat) me.

You know, there is never enough time for a model worker to drink gin, but even so, he has to spend an hour every day to train (beat) me.

"Probably because," Gin looked at me and said, with rare tenderness in his blue eyes, "whether it was you when you were young (seven or eight years old), or you at that time (from 11 years old to later), Are they all so cute?"

Me: "……………… Huh?"

I'm cute?

So you hit me?

Is this a little too much?