The Secret of Gin [Conan]

The night was quiet, and there were a few dogs barking on the street.

They seemed to have sensed something was wrong, and screamed in panic.

The cry disturbed the people who were not too deep in sleep.

They drew back the curtains and glanced outside, seeing nothing, cursing and complaining that the neighbor's dog had gone mad again.Someone is trying to get back to sleep, someone is looking for a beer in the refrigerator, someone is leaning back on the couch with the TV on to watch a late-night show.

These messy voices all flowed into Kurosawa's ears.

However, Gin's consciousness became slack and hazy under the influence of the drug, and the sobriety he tried his best to maintain could only be focused on the person in front of him.

Losing blood makes you feel thirsty.

The same goes for drug metabolism.

They moved their Adam's apples almost simultaneously and lick|licked their lips.

"..."

They suddenly realized that it was very stupid to continue this confrontation.

"You are not my enemy." Kurosawa whispered.

Gin didn't believe what Heisawa said at all, because if it was him, after the organization disappeared and fell into another world, of course he would choose to kill Gin in that world and replace it himself.

Gin is not interested in parallel time and space, or the paradox of killing himself, what he wants is an organization.

This huge dark force is like an on-call logistics service team, which can provide countless money, weapons, and manpower.Living in an organization is Gin's favorite and most accustomed way of life.

At least Gin didn't find anything wrong.

Even if the organization is doomed to collapse - if you don't make a fortune from the organization, you'd be a fool!

Gin thinks so, so he thinks that Kurosawa also plans.

"……You do not believe?"

Kurosawa substituted his own thinking a little bit, and then looked at Qin Jiu's mocking eyes, and he knew what Qin Jiu was thinking.

He couldn't help laughing.

"Remember the words on the mirror?"

Gin's anger suddenly increased, and he stared at Heisawa, almost wanting to pull the trigger immediately and blow the guy's head off.

But he couldn't do this, because at that moment, the other party would also send him a bullet.

"I'd love to hear you explain what 'stupid' is."

"You already guessed it, why don't you want to admit it?" Kurosawa licked his lower lip, and said with a half-smile, "I've never had long hair, because it's not easy to hide long hair, after all, as long as it's hair, it will fall possible."

Kurosawa also deliberately left a hair for Gin on the Porsche 356A as a reminder.

Gin said coldly: "I don't need to flee, I have enough time to solve the target and erase all traces."

"Use explosives?" Kurosawa asked with raised eyebrows.

They were so close, and the lights were on, that they could see every subtle change in each other's expressions.

However, Kurosawa has a slight advantage.

The bleeding from the wound slowed down, after all, it wasn't a serious injury.

However, the drug on Gin Jiu continued to take effect, and double images began to appear in front of his eyes.

"...It's really a good idea. After the bombing, there will be nothing left." Kurosawa's tone was strange, and he didn't know if he was being sarcastic or admiring.

Because even he doesn't know it.

Reason told Kurosawa that this was so stupid, it didn't fit the secretive style of the organization at all, and it didn't fit the behavior habits of a person who lived in the dark for a long time.

However, in this world, it is very ordinary...very inconspicuous...

Thinking of this, Kurosawa felt very delicate, as if someone had punched him in the face, both painful and angry.

But this world is so unreasonable.

So Kurosawa dismissed the idea of ​​substituting gin and mixing it into the organization early on, because it was difficult for him to disguise the original gin for a long time because of the differences in the world.

Kurosawa clearly knows the difference between the two worlds, but Gin doesn't.

"...Are you sure you don't need to escape?"

Heisawa decided to give full play to his advantages. He emphasized his tone and threatened, "I have the organization's undercover list in my hand, and I also know how the organization was destroyed, but unfortunately, others may also know this information."

Gin's emotions will not be affected at all, and he will not be led away by Kurosawa. He sharply asked: "Is the most deeply hidden undercover agent in the organization a Japanese police?"

"Correct."

Kurosawa chuckled.

Sure enough, his act of sniping senior officials of the police department gave Qin Jiu a lot of clues.

"Bourbon?" Gin asked again.

"Guess." Kurosawa didn't intend to tell Gin the answer directly.

"Is there still Belmode?" Gin's voice became colder.

Kurosawa was surprised, his eyebrows moved:

"Why would you doubt her, she is the most valued woman by BOSS."

Qin Jiu snorted coldly: "You are still the most valued subordinate of BOSS!"

Once they smell the wounded and bloody smell of the organization, this huge giant beast, they will bite without hesitation, they are such people.

Loyalty, how ridiculous!

"Don't mock yourself." Kurosawa smirked and reminded deliberately, "After all, I am you, and you are me."

"I'm about to throw up."

Gin satire.

They had been lying on the ground in this position for several minutes, their arms stiffened and their bodies tensed.

Kurosawa stared at the gin and said slowly:

"I don't need to replace you, we can benefit each other, give me the weapons I need, and I'll give you the undercover list you want - if the organization is destroyed, I can still be your backup, partner... when you can't escape the hunt , you can still kill me and throw the body to those policemen to fake death yourself, how perfect!"

"Ah."

Gin directly ignored the last sentence, he was thinking about the feasibility of the first half of the sentence.

Judging from the current situation, it is obviously not beneficial for them to lose both.

As for allies and partners...

To be honest, Gin has not met a "non-stupid" partner for a long time.

There used to be, but they were either dead or undercover, and in the end Gin was left with just a vodka.

——Anyone who claims to be a genius will have the arrogance in their hearts to drive them to imagine that they have the ability to change their bodies and make life easier.

While the "life" and "work" of gin are a bit unusual, the principle is the same.

Kurosawa's right hand holding the back of Gin's head moved slightly, and the tip of his little finger brushed over a shallow scar at the end of Gin's left eye.This is the trace of being scraped by bullets, and at this position, there is no doubt that it was caused by the sniper duel.

If the evasion is not timely, at least one eye will be lost, and at worst, a life will be lost.

"Is it Akai Shuichi?"

"Hmph." Gin narrowed his eyes to look at Kurosawa, his vision became more blurred.

But he remembered that the first time he saw Kurosawa, he noticed the scar at the corner of Kurosawa's eye.

— Exactly the same as his scar.

Kurosawa's voice became softer, and the people who listened to him felt obviously blurred and distorted due to the influence of drugs.

Like the whisper of a demon in the ear.

"Me too. How about it, are you very angry and want to kill him more strongly?"

"Akai Shuichi!"

Gin instinctively pronounced the name, and his voice coincided with Kurosawa's whisper.

That cunning rat, that loathsome traitor!

"Did you kill him?" Gin asked Kurosawa.

Kurosawa suddenly fell silent.

His silence is the best answer.

Gin unceremoniously sent a sarcasm: "It seems that your sniper skills from [-] yards away failed to crush Akai Shuichi's head."

"I do feel sorry." Kurosawa sighed.

Kurosawa suddenly slightly raised the mouth of the wooden warehouse and pulled the trigger.

The bullet hit the low cabinet, and under the support of the silencer, the sound was dull.

Gin paused for a second, then slightly raised the muzzle of the gun, and the bullet grazed Kurosawa's hair and penetrated into the wall.

They kept such a ridiculous posture, and after firing all the bullets in the wooden warehouse, they let go of their arms, and each staggered back to the corner of the room.

Gin suddenly heard the sound of Kurosawa undressing.

He looked up in shock, and sure enough, he saw Kurosawa throwing off his coat, and untied the weapon holsters tied around his arms and underarms.

Gin also has these weapons, including the high-necked clothes that Gin wears all year round under his black trench coat. The high collar is used to cover the thin metal skin around his neck.

This thing is very common on the battlefield, and its function is to prevent the enemy from cutting the throat.

Kurosawa took off and threw away his clothes and weapons one by one.

Soon all he was left with was a pair of tight-fitting black shorts, a wooden holster tied around his left leg, and a boot he didn't intend to take off.

The living room was filled with the strong smell of gunpowder smoke brought by bullets.

Kurosawa pulled a bandage and tweezers from the medical kit, and looked at the mirror without frowning to take the bullet from the wound on his right arm.

"What are you doing?" Qin Jiu frowned.

"Repay you!"

Kurosawa said without looking back, "I saw you last time."

Gin: "..."

The fact that the world's initial point of overlap is the bathroom is outrageous.

Kurosawa turned his head, his gaze followed Gin Jiu's face and neck all the way down to his chest and abdomen.

Gin knew what he was talking about.

Although the bathroom was filled with hot fog, no one would put on clothes in the shower, and the scars on the exposed body were very conspicuous.

Each path symbolizes a life-and-death struggle experience.

As long as Kurosawa looked at the scar, he knew how much Gin's experience overlapped with his own.

Gin narrowed his eyes, and confirmed that there was still a difference between them, and he didn't have a few scars on Kurosawa's body.

"What's the matter with the position of your right arm?" Kurosawa asked with interest, pointing to the position of his wound.

He remembered that there was a long and narrow scar on Gin's right arm.

"The helicopter crashed." Gin squeezed out a few words through his teeth.

"what!"

Kurosawa uttered a particle word, like surprise.

He put the clothes back on one by one, moving slowly, as if deliberately showing himself.

Gin doesn't matter, Kurosawa doesn't mind explaining himself:

"This one on the back is where I got hurt when I walked through the blasted tunnel when the headquarters of the organization was destroyed... And here, Interpol and the Japanese police followed Vodka and found me. I was shot twice, but They suffered heavy casualties."

"What are you trying to say?" Qin Jiu asked impatiently.

Kurosawa put on the last coat and hat.

"I guess, of all the people who left us with scars, only Shuichi Akai is still alive." Kurosawa pressed the brim of his hat, with an excited and dangerous smile on his lips, "Want to join my game? Give those mice a surprise! "

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The author has something to say:

Kurosawa: Everyone who left me with scars is dead, except Akai Shuichi

Gin: Everyone who left me with scars is dead, except Shuichi Akai...

Wait, Gin suddenly looked up at Heisawa, he seemed to have hit a wooden warehouse in Heisawa just now, wouldn't it leave a scar?

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