The Secret of Gin [Conan]

confusion.

Crazy.

out of control.

……

The sound of waves came to my ears, and my vague consciousness instinctively "captured" the "information" around me.

The smell of wood, sea water, residual wine, sweat, and the metallic smell of the wooden warehouse beside the pillow.

No strange smell.

It's just that the touch of the body is extremely sticky, and it seems that after sweating a lot, the sheets were not changed in time.

The vague discomfort and tingling pain were directly ignored, because this was not even considered a minor injury, and could not arouse the instinctive vigilance and subconscious sense of crisis.

The sound... the room was silent, no one was there.

There was no sound in the corridors, courtyards, or swimming pool near the cabin.

But the temperature in the room is rising.

Half of the holiday wooden house is built on the sea, with sea water below. Although there are large palm trees and comfortable sea breeze, the temperature still rises quickly during the day. Even though the sunshade panels and curtains in the wooden house rooms are very effective, the strong light is easy to block, and the temperature is low. Change is inevitable.

Not the right time!

The temperature corresponds to the time. Gin has lived here for a few days, and his subconscious mind can judge that it may be twelve o'clock, which is far beyond the normal sleep time.

Gin is particularly sensitive to the concept of time recently.

The warning sign took effect, and the subconscious immediately forced itself to regain consciousness.

It takes about 1 minute for an ordinary person to fully wake up from a dream. The main reason is that the body muscles and nerve reflexes will be slower. Often the brain is awake but the body is still not in control, and even has to turn over or get out of bed and take two steps to regain consciousness. You have to be flexible, but gin doesn't need to be so troublesome.

In just a few seconds, Gin grabbed Bo | Lai | Tower, jumped out of bed fully awake and looked around the room.

The room was empty, all the furniture except the bed was gone, and even the walls seemed to have been painted over.

"..."

The memory of last night came to mind, accompanied by a faint throbbing discomfort.

Qin Jiu grabbed the clothes beside the bed, put them on quickly, and then kicked open the door.

——This action made his expression even uglier.

There is a beach lounge chair in the corridor, and there is a cocktail with ice cubes and lemon next to it.

Kurosawa, who was wearing a crumpled bathrobe, took off his sunglasses and raised his hand in greeting with a lazy expression that made one want to kill him.

Well, it's GIN's way of saying hello.

Kurosawa was holding the wooden warehouse, Bo|Lai|Ta's black and smooth wooden warehouse body, every part was glowing with a well-maintained metallic luster, and the pale and slender fingers clasped between them gave a strange feeling.

Gin: "..."

The downside of having a good memory is that you can't help remembering all the things this hand has done in the swimming pool at night, in the room filled with sea breeze, on the bed covered with black cotton sheets.

Obviously everything is over, but the remaining sensation in the body will produce some kind of illusion of being touched.

Crazy entanglement, like the overlapping of fighting, like the synchronization of mirror images.

It was an embarrassment like never before.

And a completely out-of-control rationality...

Gin resolutely cut off the memory, and the urge to kill became stronger.

But he didn't pull the trigger. After all, he agreed at the beginning, but Kurosawa, a lunatic, went too far.

A strange anger surged in Qin Jiu's heart, this kind of anger drove him to take revenge for the same embarrassment, and take revenge on this person in front of him.

"..."

Gin suddenly saw the blue bruise on Kurosawa's neck.

It's not an ambiguous mark, but a ferocious circle of pinch marks, and clear finger prints can also be seen.

Heize felt Gin's gaze, he raised his hand to touch the side of his neck, and suddenly smiled maliciously: "Almost died on the bed."

"To shut up."

Gin certainly remembered how the pinch marks came about.

When the completely unfamiliar feeling in the body gnawed at his reason... when the muscles, bones, and nerves seemed to be dominated by the person on his body, Gin couldn't bear it anymore, and instinctively wanted to kill this person who kept attacking his weaknesses.

That is Kurosawa.

Replace it with someone else, and there will be no one at this time.

Kurosawa is also proficient in killing techniques, knows gin better, and knows what kind of posture is more "safe".

"You still have strength?"

Kurosawa raised his head slightly, and said with a half-smile, "I don't even want to move."

Having said that, the arm holding the wooden warehouse is very stable without any shaking.

The same goes for gin.

On the outside, they have absolutely no discomfort.

But Gin knew that his arms, legs, waist, and even every muscle in his body were sore and swollen. Of course he wanted to lie down and rest, but who made Heisawa's words make people want to smash this guy's head? What about making a hole?

But Kurosawa's next sentence made Gin feel ridiculous again.

"I washed the whole wall and the floor." Kurosawa put down the wooden warehouse and sighed.

Gin: "..."

He had never seen such a damn guy.

He suspected that if he stayed any longer, he would be infected with madness by Kurosawa.

Gin took back the wooden warehouse with a blank expression, turned back to the room and continued to put on his clothes.

Kurosawa narrowed his eyes and looked at Gin's back playfully.

On the bare|exposed calf, there are suspicious bruising marks.

One minute later, Gin came to the corridor again because he couldn't find his coat and box.

"...Where's the corpse?"

Gin still remembered that he had killed a thief last night.

"I called Uozuka to deal with it."

"what?"

"Don't be nervous. He didn't enter the house. I threw the body to him. I guess he is driving back from the cliff on the south side of the island right now." Heize leaned on the recliner and threw Gin's cell phone over casually, "You Vodka called just now, but I didn't answer."

Gin wanted to correct Heisawa's "your vodka" which sounded awkward and weird, but after thinking about it, he didn't know how to correct it, so he simply ignored it.

He dialed the phone.

Vodka immediately asked: "Brother, you need to buy the ferry tickets in advance. Shall we buy the ferry at two o'clock?"

"Ah."

Gin found the coat and the suitcase containing the wooden warehouse equipment in another room of the holiday cabin.

At this moment, Vodka reported in a low voice: "Saburo Uozuka went out sneakily in the middle of the night last night. I doubt what they are going to do. Brother, we'd better be more prepared."

"It has nothing to do with you, buy a boat ticket and wait for me at the pier."

After Gin finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Kurosawa, who listened to the whole call by the side, didn't keep him either.

This is their habit.

No matter what happened last night, the established plan will not change.

More stubborn than rocks, when the tide dominated by desire recedes, reason will take over again and let order return to the rules they have mastered.

Gin is even more because the person who was with him last night was Heisawa, so he can even leave the follow-up traces and cleaning work behind.

There is no goodbye, and it is impossible to kiss each other goodbye like in the movie.

Thinking of this kind of picture, Kurosawa would feel disgusted.

Kurosawa leaned against the door and smoked, his eyes fixed on Gin's back.

Of course, Gin felt that kind of staring with unknown meaning. After checking all the wooden warehouses and ammunition, he grabbed Heisawa's collar with his backhand and pushed him against the wall.

"Don't bother me."

"it is good?"

Kurosawa pressed his hand on Gin's right rib.

No matter how fierce the fight was last night, he didn't attack here.

Qin Jiu knew that if this well-healed injury recurred again, he really wouldn't be able to leave today.

So Kurosawa didn't really want to "control" him, wanted to humiliate him, Kurosawa just... wanted to go crazy.

The two stared at each other silently for more than ten seconds, and let go of their hands at the same time.

Gin left without looking back.

Kurosawa was not disappointed at all, he stroked his lips with his fingers, closed his eyes slightly, as if thinking about something.

More satisfying than expected.

It's even more addictive and hard to extricate yourself from.

It was a whisper lingering in the spirit, a longing entwined in the body, as time went by, each memory would deepen the impression, the deadly danger and stimulation could not be satisfied, it would definitely attack like a curse.

But what does that matter?

"You won't find someone who fits better than your other self."

Kurosawa smiled.

No matter in which world, no matter where.

Both the memory of the brain and the body are reminded of the experience over and over again.

"I'm already looking forward to the next meeting." Kurosawa said to himself.

If not,

Dreams are fine too.

***

Gin came to the pier.

Vodka stopped looking at his watch and squeezed over to take out the ticket.

"Brother, you came just in time, and you will be on the boat in 5 minutes."

Gin responded coldly.

Soon he found that Vodka had been watching him with puzzled eyes.

"What are you doing?" Gin asked angrily.

Although the body is uncomfortable, this kind of discomfort is nothing compared to the injuries he suffered in the organization.

Gin can behave the same way.

Gin also looked in the mirror, and there were no marks on his neck and ears.

Moreover, he was also wearing high-necked clothes and gloves in such hot weather, so it was so tightly covered, how could it be possible to tell.As for the smell, just the vodka nose?

Are you kidding me?

If vodka had this ability, gin would not have to worry so much.

"Uh, it's nothing." Vodka's eyes dodged a little.

He always felt that his eldest brother went fooling around last night.

Gin's voice became deeper and hoarse. This kind of situation usually indicates that the elder brother is in a bad mood. Gin's subsequent reaction also proves this. thing?

Although Vodka didn't tell anyone about it, but once organized an emergency mission, some members of the organization mutinied, and when Vodka drove to Gin's safe house in the middle of the night to pick up people, Gin's expression was like this.

As if being disturbed by something, I was in a bad mood, but the aftertaste of immersion did not dissipate.

"Brother, aren't the women on this island nice?" Vodka asked cautiously.

Gin made a move.

As the younger brother who knows the emotions of gin, Vodka asked in shock: "Could it be a man?"

"To shut up."

"Okay, big brother."

Sensing the murderous spirit, Vodka alertly terminated the conversation.

"I got the ticket to Kuala Lumpur, brother, we..."

"Have fun in this world and see how trashy the FBI is."