Conan: Eternal Darkness

Jin Jiu leaned lazily against the tree, lowered his head slightly, and used the brim of his hat to cover his face and dozed off there. Due to his personality, coupled with his self-control, when he was sleepy, Jin Jiu would not yawn, but His eyelids were a little heavy, he leaned against the tree, stood up straight with one leg, half bent with one leg, and folded his arms around his chest. He slept very lightly. It was impossible for him to fall asleep on this occasion. He himself stayed up all night last night. There is still a task. Belmodra came out of sleep time at noon. It is impossible not to fall asleep. After all, he doesn’t need to be nervous now, to guard against everything around him. He sleeps at least once a month. She slept lightly for about ten hours, and spent the rest of the time in high concentration.

There is a golden beach in front, and then there is the seaside, Belmod, Kurosawa Silver, Maurilan, Suzuki Sonoko, Shiliang Zhenjun and Conan play beach volleyball there. Conan is entirely because of the woman who followed Kurosawa Silver. I don’t want to play, so I pulled in to make up the number of people, and it was basically useless. Conan’s mind was not on playing, so he made an excuse to end the game, stared at the gin, and was knocked by Kurosawa Silver during the intermission. Burst, he has never stared at Jinjiu like this, what do you think?

The fine sunlight passed through the gaps between the leaves and hit the gin. Without the usual blackness, the fierce aura was also weakened a lot. The face was blurred due to the sunlight, and the pair were full of The indifferent eyes were closed, the silvery sea fluttered slightly, the slender fingers were casually placed on the elbows, the buttons of the shirt were meticulously fastened, adding an aura of abstinence, Belmod's eyes fell on the gin and could not move away No matter how you look at it, or how long you look at it, you will never feel bored, even more and more unable to extricate yourself, the deeper you sink, the more you know that the other party is heartless, but you can't get out, just because you are drowning in the inadvertent warmth, helpless Indulgent, in the arrogance of arrogance and self-confidence.

Gin keenly captured the subtle breathing sound, and his brain instantly regained clarity. He realized who was coming, and he was too lazy to open his eyes. He continued to lean against the tree and closed his eyes. "Gin, it's time for lunch." Belmod Gently shook Gin's arm and lowered her voice, although she knew very well that Gin had no deep sleep at all, and was definitely awake now.

The next second, two pairs of eyes looked at each other for a moment, Jin Jiu turned his head and glanced at the sun umbrella on the beach and the few familiar and unfamiliar people, "No," knowing that a few people were hostile to him. Let's go, what's he doing in his spare time?

"You eat, I still have a task." Gin stood up straight, glanced at the time, and unquestionably stopped what Belmod wanted to say, and then turned to leave. Belmod just opened his mouth and said nothing. Without saying anything, he shrugged in disappointment and walked towards Maurilan and the others.

All shirts were changed, gin in a black trench coat sat on the Porsche, and vodka, who had already been ordered to wait there, ran to the mission location.

"Tsk..." Gin looked at the messy residence, and his eyes flashed coldly, "Brother, he seems to have run away." Vodka turned around the room and came to Gin, "What should I do next?"

Gin raised his hand to pick up a cut out newspaper, his eyes stopped for a few seconds in the blank, and with his perverted memory, he recalled the contents of the newspaper that he glanced at in the morning, is it a murderer? Pushing aside the piles of newspapers that were thrown at random, his eyes stopped for a few seconds at the cut-out places, and an inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and threw the newspapers back to their original positions, "Go away."

"Brother, where are you going?" Vodka held the steering wheel and looked at the gin on the passenger seat.

"The haunted house near Hokkaido." Gin's voice was indifferent, and he turned his head to look out the window. Vodka responded and started the engine. Gin took out his phone and glanced at it, "Gin, we went to the haunted house to play. 】A cold look appeared in his eyes, he deleted the text message, leaned on the backrest, and just hit the target spot, it was really troublesome, he didn't want to deal with those detectives at all.

Moreover, this time, I encountered a very interesting task object.

Vodka was used by Gin, and it was much more convenient to act alone than to carry a burden. Gin moved silently. In this abandoned villa that was renovated into a haunted house, the villa was huge, even if it was Gin. It also took a little time to visit most of the area, hiding the figure in the shadows, and looking at the people in the villa without a trace, in addition to Belmod and Kurosawa Yin, there are seven strangers. People, and one of them, is the target person of Gin Wine, and the name seems to be called well, a very strange name.

After hearing that one of them was dead, Jin Jiu glanced at Conan strangely, how did he feel that he would die as soon as he met that kid? It's good to have a relationship with the **** of death, isn't it?

However, from this point of view, this kid is just like using a plug-in, kicking a fighter jet with a football, playing bungee jumping with a belt... How could he still live to this day? It's really unusual, the variables are huge, but within the controllable range, after all, there are too many weaknesses, that almost ridiculous strong sense of justice, Jin Jiu has no doubts at all, even if he is going to be killed by others, this kid will Will save people, this is the detective, and they have a completely different and even opposite world view.

Watching Conan climb on the roof and knocking, and then found a brick that was strange, there was a strange look in Gin's eyes. Are all the children now genetically mutated? If someone who knows Gin's past knows what he thinks, he will definitely scold him, genetic mutation? Are you talking about yourself? ! Whose three-year-old TMD can figure out the questions of the World Math Olympiad? ! Whose three-year-old child is proficient in six languages ​​and proficient in Chinese, which is called a hard-to-death foreigner? ! Whose three-year-old child can make money by designing drawings independently? ! ...Who is the genetic mutation? ! Are you too embarrassed to talk to others about you!

It's a pity that no one knows what he thinks except himself, and there is no one who knows his complete past. His past, his childhood, his experience, only he knows best, and Gin will tell others about himself ? The answer is no, his past is too dark, there is no need to let others have any extra emotions because of it, people who care about him, Jinjiu doesn't want them to worry and feel distressed, and people who don't care, there is no need to know.

No matter how dark or painful it was, it was in the past tense, and he was used to it long ago.

Qin Jiu didn't intend to show up, it would be very troublesome to be involved in a murder case, not to mention, he would kill someone later, so there was no need to look for trouble.

"Xiao Yin, did you find anything?" Belmod looked at Kurosawa Yin with a bright smile and narrowed eyes.

"It's a little bit, but it always feels weird." Kurosawa silver scratched his hair, shrugged helplessly, and looked at Belmod, "What did you find?"

"Asecretmakesawomanwoman." Belmod put his hand to his mouth, with a mysterious and charming smile, like a goblin in the depths of the forest, exuding an invisible charm that can easily attract the attention of others.

But Kurosawa Yin didn't dare to have any ideas. He hadn't taken it seriously enough that even his mother had sex, so he just muttered in dissatisfaction. Belmod smiled and rubbed Kurosawa Yin's finely blond hair, which was comfort.

Gin stood quietly in the darkness, the figure and the darkness merged into one, no one noticed that anyone was watching them in the dark, even Belmod didn't notice it at all, and Haihara was extremely sensitive to the dark organization's breath. To the existence of gin, but this is normal.

Gin, after all, is gin.