The Secret of Gin [Conan]

7.

The sun shines on the floor through the gaps in the curtains.

The room was empty, with little furniture.

The sunlight slowly climbed along the grain of the wooden floor, and soon came to a black leather boot.

One minute later, the owner of the leather boot seemed to sense the change in the outside temperature, and moved three centimeters keenly, and put the foot back in a dark place without sunlight.

Five minutes later, the man sitting on the sofa suddenly raised his head.

The pair of dark green pupils hidden behind the long hair shrank sharply, he straightened his waist, and his gaze swept across the narrow room like a sharp knife.

The confusion and sleepiness from waking up from sleep disappeared faster than dew in the sun.

His left hand was resting slightly sideways on the sofa, and he was loosely holding a Ber|Ray|Ta M92F. The safety was open, and the dark wooden hatch was facing the front of the sofa.

This uncomfortable-looking sofa was placed in front of the wall behind the door.

If someone breaks in, this is the blind spot for the intruder.

Although well-trained agents and policemen would quickly roll over after entering the door, and raise their weapons to point at the blind spot, but before that, the entrance of the Bo|Lai|Tumu warehouse in the dark had already been raised.

——The more well-trained and standard-moving elites, the faster they would die in front of Gin.

Because they are facing a thoughtful, cruel and terrifying enemy.

The blood sprayed by the bullets will precisely disrupt the intruder's fighting rhythm; the possible actions of the intruder have already been simulated countless times in Qin Jiu's mind.

Those pair of cold dark green eyes seemed to be able to see through the opponent's next move.

Now these eyes are scanning every corner of the room, even the fine dust flying under the light is not spared.

"Crack."

Gin closed Mu Cangzhi's insurance.

He confirmed that in the six hours between last night and early this morning, no one had entered the safe house.

Gin picked up the black phone from his pocket, and pressed a few numbers.

He puts the earphones to his ears.

Just as Qin Jiu expected, the phone only rang twice, and the other side quickly answered it.

Gin waited expressionlessly for the receiver to speak first.

"Big brother?"

"...Send the car to Tokyo and wait for my call."

Gin hung up the phone.

8.

Nine o'clock in the morning, the port.

A crimson van pulls out of the ferry and joins the traffic.

After counting for 10 minutes, it entered the underground parking lot of an abandoned building, which was deserted and deserted, and the monitoring system had long been scrapped.

The truck came to a slow stop, and then the driver opened the loading door of the van, and the modified compartment began to tilt, and a black Porsche 356A started its engine and drove out of it.

The truck driver bowed respectfully towards the person inside the window.

Sitting in the driver's seat of the Porsche sedan was a burly man with a broad chin.

He was wearing black clothes, a black hat, and a pair of sunglasses on the bridge of his nose.

***

Dossier, Vodka, vodka.

Aged between 25 and 35 years old, with a stubby neck and a height of about 1.8 meters five.

Before joining the black organization, he had a mercenary experience.

He has a vicious personality and cruel methods of crime, but he is easily impulsive.

In this mysterious criminal organization, he appeared as Gin's partner or respondent, and rarely acted alone.

(Note: often drives for gin)

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"Actually, you can sit in the passenger seat of the truck, and you don't need to stay in the car all the time."

The truck driver took out a cigarette and handed it obsequiously to the man in the dark glasses in the black Porsche.

Vodka took the cigarette, sniffed it under his nose, and said bluntly, "No! I have to stay in the car."

The expression of the truck driver was weird, Vodka knew what this guy was thinking, he stretched out his hand and patted the truck driver's right shoulder heavily: "There is no secret that can be kept from Gin, for example, I left this car halfway... Big brother, what? You all know, so you have to behave yourself, obey orders, and don't make your own decisions, understand?"

"That's it, that's it!" The truck driver nodded quickly.

Vodka stepped on the accelerator, and the black Porsche made a quick circle and a half, and left from another exit of the parking lot.

Looking at the shadow of the black antique car, the truck driver smoked a cigarette and muttered in a low voice:

"What are you blowing? How could Gin know that you sneaked out halfway, and he's not here."

9.

The black Porsche precisely avoided the surveillance cameras on the road and arrived near a park.

Vodka glanced at the time, he was not in a hurry, but lowered the car window to light a cigarette.

A few minutes later, a tall and familiar figure stepped out from the shadow of the trees on the side of the road.

A gust of autumn wind blows suddenly, and the dead leaves fly around,

Gin raised his hand to press the black top hat, and his long silver hair blocked his sight.

But he seemed to be able to see everything around him, and he walked directly towards the black car without pausing at all.

The car door opens and closes.

Vodka turned his head a little uneasily, looking at the silent gin in the back seat of the car.

"Big brother?"

"...what did you do yesterday?"

"what?"

Vodka subconsciously clenched the steering wheel, he met those dark green eyes in the rearview mirror, immediately shivered, and stammered, "I drank too much yesterday, no, not yesterday, actually the night before yesterday , I woke up from drinking yesterday afternoon. I have been living in the organization's training base this week, and I have no tasks, so I drank two more glasses..."

Vodka's face was filled with apprehension, and beads of sweat had already appeared on his forehead.

He was very puzzled, he took two showers after waking up, and took another shower when he went out today. Even if there was really a little residual smell, how could Gin know that he was drunk or drank two glasses every day?

"Sure enough, it's big brother, you can find all of this."

Vodka habitually turns to blind faith in gin for things he can't figure out.

Gin: "..."

No, he didn't know about getting drunk with vodka.

Even a dog can't smell it after several baths!

He just used this sentence to test vodka.

Before getting into the car, Gin had carefully observed the car in the shadow of the trees, as well as vodka.

All indications are that there is no abnormality.

Looking at Vodka's reaction now, there shouldn't be any strange things happening around Vodka, such as the words that suddenly appeared on the bathroom mirror.

Of course, it is not ruled out that there is an abnormal phenomenon, but there is no possibility that vodka will find it.

"……drive."

Gin said expressionlessly.

10.

As night falls, the bustling streets of Shinjuku are very noisy.

The neon lights of various colors are flashing, filling every space above the city's head layer by layer.

Under the illumination of the light, people and objects seem to lose their original color, become blurred and illusory, and a bit strange.

A black-skinned girl wearing platform shoes was attracted by a tall man in a black windbreaker in front of her. When she was about to call for her companions to come over, a group of young people with colorful hair and strange clothes ran across the street. , blocking her view.

In the blink of an eye, the man in the black windbreaker who seemed to be a foreigner disappeared into the crowd.

"...Is it golden hair, or silver?"

The girl in platform shoes muttered, under the changing neon lights, it was too difficult to distinguish.

"what--"

There seemed to be a hissing and lung-cracking cry from ahead.

"what happened?"

"Someone is dead!"

"Dead people, those who suddenly fell down are all blood!"

The terrified cries broke through the rock bombardment of the loudspeakers in the street shops.

Some people timidly wanted to run away, others eagerly joined in to watch the excitement, and the raging crowd became even more chaotic.

A man in a long black trench coat turned into an alley.

Vodka, wearing sunglasses, followed behind Gin, carrying a heavy box in his hand, he said with a hey smile, "That guy is so stupid, does he think it's safe enough to do business on the street where people come and go?" ?”

Gin didn't speak.

They walked to the parking place.

Vodka was about to open the door when Gin suddenly reached out and grabbed him.

"Big brother?"

Vodka was startled, and then quickly pulled out the wooden bin, looking at the black Porsche vigilantly.

"Someone got in the car."

"what?"

Vodka immediately looked down at the car door, there was no sign of being pried.

Vodka, which had been used to bomb countless times on different models of cars, quickly lay on the ground, carefully observed the car, and concluded that there was no danger.

At this time, Gin had strode to the car door and reached out to open it.

A faint smell of smoke wafted out.

It was the brand of gin that was often smoked.

Gin suddenly reached out his hand and touched a silver hair from the leather seat.

"Brother, this is not yours..."

The voice of vodka stopped abruptly because the hair was too short.

Gin obviously has long hair.

But in terms of hair color, luster... and even the feeling, it was very similar to Gin's hair.

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The author has something to say:

This article clearly establishes that the sensitivity of the five senses of gin is different from that of ordinary people, including hearing, touch, smell, vision, and taste.

The original book didn’t say this exactly, it only showed signs, such as knowing Shirley’s visit from a hair, for example, his sniping ability is very good...

In this derivative work, Gin will know many clues through the smell in the car, especially the people he knows

Especially when he deliberately distinguishes and observes

For example, vodka (inner): Strange, why did my brother know that I didn't stay in the car, but slipped out?

Gin (silent): Because you eat chewing gum when you’re bored and waiting, you don’t eat it when you’re driving. I don’t smell it. What do you think?