The Secret of Gin [Conan]

100.

"I knew there would be a day when my eldest brother abandoned us."

Saburo Uozuka raised his neck in grief and indignation, and downed a glass of whiskey.

Vodka really wanted to press Saburo Uozuka's head on the bar, and then picked up the ice pick to force this guy to be serious and stop embarrassing the code name Vodka.

Well, this movement is also learned from Gin, and Vodka thinks that this sudden violent posture that knocks people down is very handsome.

It's a pity that he just stood up, and before his hand touched the ice pick, Saburo Uozuka raised his head vigilantly.

Vodka: "..."

Vodka casually picked up the ice pick and smashed the ice puck in his glass, expressing that he wanted to drink a glass of rum mixed with crushed ice. Saburo Uozuka's suspicious and vigilant gaze was purely suspicious.

"Hehe." Saburo Uozuka returned him with a mocking expression.

Who are you kidding?You clearly wanted to teach me a lesson just now, don't I know that big brother likes to use ice picks?

Vodka felt uncomfortable all over, because Saburo Uozuka's mocking expression was also learned from Kurosawa. In Vodka's eyes, he was trying hard to imitate gin, but his temperament and appearance were not up to standard. The villain who was beaten in the face by the protagonist.

——You idiot, what are you doing with my face?

Vodka thought angrily.

No, Saburo Uozuka is not him at all!He will not be like a clown, making a poor imitation on the front foot, and showing a pitiful look of grievance on the back foot.

"Hi, I told you, after the elder brother has... the elder brother, he will think that we are dispensable garbage." Saburo Uozuka poured himself another glass of rye whiskey.

Vodka continues to suffer.

Because he knew that gin was not pleasing to Hideichi Akai, so he basically didn't drink rye whiskey, and he didn't dare to touch the taboo of vodka.

"Nothing." Vodka cursed secretly.

It's okay to drink away your worries, what do you mean by ordering rye whiskey?Are you secretly expressing your dissatisfaction with your eldest brother?

Order gin if you can!

Saburo Uozuka was still complaining endlessly, but the vodka finally couldn't hold it anymore.

"You're the trash, I'm not."

"..."

Saburo Uozuka glanced at the vodka inexplicably, and then laughed out loud, as if looking at a clown who couldn’t recognize the truth, and said before the vodka erupted: “This rubbish is in the eyes of the big brother, it’s not our standard, Nor is it the standard of ordinary people. After all, Big Brother thinks that ordinary people are trash, and we are better than trash."

Vodka was tongue-tied, he didn't understand what happened in the three years of fleeing to make Saburo Uozuka so depressed.

Although he is also a brainless big brother, he has dignity and cannot say such shameless words.

"Brother needs us."

Vodka said resolutely, and he reluctantly added plural modifiers to wake up the downcast guy, "If it's like you guessed, we can't sit here and drink now, but lie in the funeral home. "

Saburo Uozuka said sullenly: "How do you know that Big Brother won't call us over and come to Yimucang? Maybe this will be our last meal of wine."

Volt was about to lose control of his fist.

Then his cell phone rang.

Vodka looked at the screen and was overjoyed.

Then he suddenly got hairs on his back, and couldn't help recalling the situation Uozuka Saburo described just now.

——he was driving on the side of the road waiting for gin, as usual.

Gin will always observe him from a certain corner, observe the surrounding situation, and make sure that there is no problem before showing up.

What if what was waiting this time was not the familiar figure, but a bullet fired from the Ber|Ray|Tower?

Vodka was confused, but instinctively pressed the call button.

"Big brother?"

"...Your voice is wrong, what are you doing?"

Gin keenly noticed the abnormality of vodka.

"I, I just drank some wine." The vodka shuddered, and his back straightened instantly.

Looks like a hard worker who gets a call from his boss during off hours.

"You can drink, don't fool around." Gin habitually warned Vodka.

The following words were like a basin of water mixed with ice scum, which quickly sobered the vodka from the wild thoughts.

"...Also, if you count the time, you should also know that we may return to the original world at any time."

Brother is right!Vodka thought excitedly.

He will soon get rid of this unlucky and depressed Saburo Uozuka!

Putting down the phone, Vodka said disdainfully: "Okay, your big brother won't kill you, and we don't need to discuss how to work together to survive, because everything will be back on track."

Uozuka Saburo squinted at him: "Then what if we follow to that world again?"

Vodka: "..."

"Then we brought you with us when we came back? Just tied together like this, traveling between the two worlds over and over again." Uozuka Saburo gestured with his fingers, jumping back and forth between himself and the vodka glass .

Veins popped out of Vodka's forehead.

"Shut up, this is an accident!"

Vodka believes that the root cause of the chaos in the world is earthquakes.

But his point of view was not recognized by Uozuka Saburo.

"...Back then, hiccup, there were no earthquakes when we went there." Uozuka Saburo muttered, "Besides, are there fewer earthquakes in Japan? If you're lucky, you can catch them every year."

Vodka couldn't take it anymore and punched him in the face.

101.

Akita Prefecture.

In front of a certain deserted mountain forest shrine, a group of people were rummaging through the ruins carefully.

Judging from the uniforms and badges they wear, they are from the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, not the Akita Prefectural Police.

The only two county policemen stood in the distance, their faces full of dissatisfaction.

If there is a conflict between the local police station and the Tokyo police station, then it can be said that they are incompatible with the public security police.

Because the Japanese public security will always take all kinds of special orders, forcefully take away their people, suspend the cases they are investigating, and transfer their colleagues and superiors from their original posts, and even make them lose their posts and jobs inexplicably. Work.

Forget it, they still don't get any explanation.

Take this case for example.

The cause of the incident was that four wild boar hunters wanted to blackmail a guide named Yamamoto. The reporter was a fellow guide of Yamamoto, who was just taking tourists into the mountains to find wild hot springs. He accidentally saw the wild boar hunter chasing and killing Yamamoto, and scared Need to report it quickly.

The informant said that there was an abandoned shrine in the direction where Yamamoto fled. Soon after, he saw thick smoke rising in that direction, which seemed to be on fire, but the informant dared not go to check.

By the time the Akita prefectural police arrived here, the fire had already been extinguished.

"...We confirmed that the wild boar hunter's vehicle was still parked at the foot of the mountain, and rushed to the scene of the crime under the guidance of the informant, but only saw five corpses, including Yamamoto. I suspect that they killed Yamamoto Afterwards, they encountered another group of wild boar hunters, and the murderer was probably recruited by Yamamoto, and this was an armed fight over money... We have issued arrest warrants, and we will catch those people soon."

The Akita prefectural police were talking endlessly, and the police station of the police department standing in front of them looked indifferent.

"Bullet marks on the collapsed walls."

"Four men chased one man up the steps, and then..."

The trace expert looked up, looked at the burned ruins in front of him, and sighed, "Then they were killed here, then piled up here, and burned together with other items."

At this time, a man wearing a black knitted hat came out of the dense forest.

His appearance made many people look sideways, but he was not blocked by anything.

"Mr. Akai, did you find anything?" Kazami Yuya took the lead to meet him.

He was not used to cooperating with the FBI, but he saw with his own eyes Akai Shuichi and Furutani Rei analyzing the map of Japan for one night, and circled several locations in Aomori County, Akita Prefecture.Jiang Gu Ling also ordered him to pay attention to the cases that occurred in these places. Whether it was a homicide or not, as long as it was related to Mu Cangzhi and strange sounds, especially the explosion and arson, he must report it immediately.

It didn't take long for such a case to emerge.

Jiang Guling's report to the senior police officer was that it was suspected to be Mu Cangzhi's smuggling and smuggling case.

But Kazami knew that the case that allowed Akai Shuichi to appear could only be related to gin.

"...I found a few places suitable for practicing sniper skills, and saw the traces of sniping wooden warehouse frames. Jiang Gu's guess was correct."

Akai Shuichi's voice was so low that only Kazami could hear it.

Kazami hurriedly called the satellite phone to report.

Akai walked up to the steps and looked at the mess everywhere. He could easily tell from the bloody footprints on the steps how the four hunters played tricks on the guide and drove people to the shrine.

"But they didn't expect that there were people in the shrine."

Instantly killed them.

Akai frowned slightly.

Rationality made him feel that the trip to the parallel world told by Fugu Ling was absurd, but his intuition told him that it might be true.Especially after meeting Kudo Shinichi and talking with Kudo Yusaku, Akai Hideichi realized the seriousness of the problem.

Two gins.

And the other Gin acted more cruelly and created more horrible disasters.

Akai Hideichi agreed to Furutani Rei's proposal without hesitation, but just as they predicted, Gin brought another self to Akita County, probably to practice sniper skills.

After all, in Jiang Gu Ling's mouth, the only shortcoming of the gin in that world is the sniping distance.

Akai Shuichi stopped in front of the collapsed wall, where there were bullet marks drawn by the trace expert.

"No... They didn't join forces, or they still have differences. This is the trace of stray bullets, and there are many."

Shuichi Akai closed his eyes, he could almost imagine the fierce exchange of fire between the two sides before the shrine collapsed.

102.

Sapporo, located in Hokkaido, is the fifth largest city in Japan.

Starting from Akita Prefecture to Sapporo, the road is not close, but it should be there in one day.

But on the evening of the third day, Kurosawa arrived in the Donan area of ​​Hokkaido.

Take a detour to get rid of possible tracking, change the license plate halfway, change the car...

Now Kurosawa drives a red second-hand car, the brand is the most common Honda in Japan.

Gin was very dissatisfied with the color of the car.

"My selection criteria is... a car that others think Gin will never choose." Kurosawa also doesn't like this car, it's a bit old, and the roof is still low.

Gin sneered: "Then you should choose that mini car."

On the side of the road, a red BMW MINI small car speeding past.

Kurosawa glanced at it silently, he doubted that he would not be able to sit in the driver's seat of that car at all.

"There is Luca at the intersection ahead." Qin Jiu narrowed his eyes slightly, and he sensed a strange atmosphere.

It seemed that only two police officers were checking their documents, but there were a lot of vehicles staying in the nearby parking lot, and there was also a bus. A dozen passengers with bags seemed to be moving their bodies and looking around to see the scenery.

"These people have problems."

Although the passengers disguised themselves seriously, both men and women, with cameras hanging around their necks, their expressions and movements could not be hidden from Gin's eyes.

It happened that a white commercial vehicle entered Luka, and the abnormal behavior of passengers and passers-by became more obvious, as if they were ready to pounce on it at any time.

"Looking for us." Qin Jiu sneered.

"No," Heisawa corrected, "They don't know the true identity of the person they are arresting, and they may think they are smugglers or murderers. Their superiors will not tell them the truth."

"Oh, Bourbon sent them to die?" Gin asked with interest.

Although Luka here is heavily guarded, there may be dozens of people, but if the battle of the wooden warehouse is really launched, these good babies from the police academy are not enough to watch.

Only three days after leaving Akita, only Bourbon has such acuity and tracking ability.

Kurosawa picked up a small box from the driver's seat, and then put contact lenses on himself that changed the color of his eyes in the rearview mirror.

"Bourbon, he won't do that. He will appear in front of us directly after confirming our whereabouts. But there will always be interesting changes in the transmission of orders. For example, he can't directly say that he has found the clue of Gin And the tracking can only be done in the name of tracking down other prisoners, and then someone in the Japanese police department thinks they can take credit for a credit, so they act without authorization."

Kurosawa blinked, looked at his black-haired and black-eyed face in the rearview mirror, took out a yellowish concealer and some black powder, and applied it around the eyes.

"There is a box under your seat, which is something I prepared." Kurosawa said without looking back.

When Gin opened it, his face turned dark.

Because it is a women's coat, long red curly hair and sunglasses.

"Rei Furutani has been to your world, and he will definitely describe the target as two or four men, so one of us needs to wear this."

Kurosawa explained frankly, "Letting women drive and men sit in the back seat is too rare in Japan, so we have no choice. You just take it as getting used to it in advance, and when you return to your world in the future, you have to get used to it."

Gin involuntarily imagined the picture of Saburo Uozuka pretending to be the driver and driving while Kurosawa pretending to be a woman sitting in the back seat.

"..."

He would never do that in front of vodka!