Conan Dressed As Gin

After lurking for several days, Shan Heqing carefully identified the people entering and leaving.

There are many faces he is familiar with.

He also saw Chianti and Kiel's car.

But he couldn't be at ease with these two people, so he didn't come forward.

He's waiting for gin—or vodka.

But it's been so long... these two people haven't shown each other yet. Could it be that there is no other gin? After becoming small and disappearing, let the vodka and the others fall into chaos?

Shan Heqing decided to observe for a few more days. He will be patient and not rash.

On Saturday and Sunday, he stayed in the office obediently, so that Conan would not be suspicious.

But Conan is only confused about the outrageous things that he has never experienced before, and he is still very keen at ordinary times. Although Shan Heqing is cold and expressionless every day, he just quietly reads books or TV.

Conan still sensed something was wrong.

When Shan Heqing went out again on Monday, he found with a headache that Conan was sneaking behind him.

"What are you going to do?" he asked, turning around.

This kid, actually asking for a leave? Where did he reveal his flaws and was discovered by him? It's obvious that he behaves well every day.

"This is what I want to ask you." Seeing that Conan could no longer hide, he simply walked out. He was astonished at the same sensitivity as Qing Zhang and Qin Jiu, "I asked you before, did something happen to Qin Jiu? I asked my uncle, you go out every day. Are you inquiring about him?"

Shan Heqing raised his brows and acquiesced.

Although there is something wrong with what Conan said in the middle, it is generally right.

- In fact, what Conan found out about him was because he acted too well.

As a child whose father seemed to have an accident and escaped alone, shouldn't he rush to find his father after he recovers? How can he be patient and stay at home obediently every day, acting like nothing unusual.

No exception is the biggest exception.

"I want to go with you." Conan decided.

"You?" Shan Heqing frowned and scanned Conan from head to toe.

He really didn't want to take Conan with him, trouble.

"I'm very capable." Conan was a little unconvinced. He was actually despised by a child? Considered a burden?

"If you don't take me, I will always follow you." Conan added slyly, "Please, I too..."

Conan raised his face, coughed dryly, and said in a flat tone of reading the news: "I'm also a little worried about him."

"Really?" Shan Heqing's face was a little unnatural. He was a little surprised, and there was a hint of warmth in his heart.

"Thanks then." He acquiesced dryly.

Shan Heqing took Conan to base A.

There's no other way... When he tells Conan who he is, let's make his stand.

Let Conan not be in a hurry to alert the people in the organization, and get ready to catch them all.

Now, Shan Heqing just vaguely expressed the position of 'his father', and then said that he needed to observe the building.

Conan volunteered to go in search.

- After all, he is just an ordinary child.

No one at the bottom of the organization knew him. The top people who knew him were allies—Belmode, vodka.

Shan Heqing was more moved, but did not agree.

What if the base is real gin?

If Conan goes up and opens his mouth, he will be playing a role: "Dad!"

It's no wonder that the gin doesn't crash with a single shot!

But speaking of who you are...

Facing Conan is always very embarrassing, and Shan Heqing subconsciously doesn't want to do it.

The fourth floor of the building.

The sales lady at the jewelry counter received a report call as usual. She silently went up to the twelfth floor and told the news to a man with broad shoulders and sunglasses.

The broad-shouldered man immediately relayed the message to the people in the room.

The blond man in black stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass, overlooking the crowded street below. From here, people are small dots, like ants.

"Really? It's been a week." His voice was as cold as ice.

Vodka is puzzled: "Brother, that child is so like you, is it really..."

Gin was silent.

After a while, a sneer suddenly appeared on his always cold face:

"Maybe, who really gave me a gift."

There was a hint of surprise on Vodka's face - does the big brother have any idea of ​​recognizing the child?

However, Gin took out the gun in the windbreaker, installed the muffler/silencer/device, and then opened the safety.

Vodka looked at his movements in confusion and didn't ask any questions.

Gin finally took the gun in his left hand and hung it down, hiding under his trench coat, and he stood up:

"Let's go, since he's been waiting for a week. Time to see him too."

"Oh, okay, big brother."

The author has something to say: the next chapter should be the last chapter of the miniaturization event~ Because I couldn’t finish after seeing the gin, I had to make a fortune and run 2333

Thank you Lu Sheng's mine!