Conan: When I Be Gin's Brother

"Tsk."

……who is it?

After 0.3 seconds of response time, Gin reached out from his windbreaker pocket and took out a mobile phone that was as thick as a brick. He opened his eyelids in confusion and glanced at the phone number on it with an unhappy expression.

.

Not vodka…

The boredom subsided a little, and the finger that was about to press the hangup button paused for a moment. Gin sobered up a little and thought about this number.

The only one who knows this secret number and is willing to contact him by mobile phone is Vodka. Most other people in the organization prefer to use more secure and confidential emails to contact him, and usually do not use the phone.

who is it?

Big Brother's monotonous tone was still ringing tirelessly. Gin seemed to have remembered something at this time, and after a while of silence and hesitation, he finally answered the call.

He sat up and threw aside the windbreaker covering his body. Gin picked up the phone and heard a strange woman's voice:

"Hello? This is the head teacher of Class B, the first grade of Tedan High School. Are you Kurosawa Rin's parent?"

"..."

There was silence on the other side.

The head teacher lowered his head in surprise and looked at the file in his hand. He confirmed again and again that the phone number was correct, and then asked tentatively:

"Uh... is this Kurosawa Rin's parent... Kurosawa... Jiro?"

Erlang?

Gin listened to the name strangely, and after thinking about it for a while, he remembered that this was the name he had chosen casually when he was asked to fill in his parents' information...

By the way, why did you choose this name...

Maybe it was because I happened to see vodka when I turned around?

Distracted thoughts flashed through his mind, and Gin responded to the teacher on the other end of the phone with a faint "hmm".

"Huh..." came an inaudible sigh from the head teacher from the other side.

She finally replied. If she didn't speak, she would probably think that the parent opposite was a mute...

After the embarrassment was over, she brought up the business, "Kurosawa-kun should have called you yesterday and told you about this, right?"

"There is something about suggesting to drop out of school..."

"..."

The other side remained silent.

When there was no response, the head teacher had no choice but to continue speaking.

"Although Kurosawa-san's situation is special, with his current level, it is really too reluctant to study in the first grade of high school."

The teacher paused for a moment, then laughed twice as if to explain, "I'm not treating him differently, it's just... for the sake of Kurosawa-san, I really don't recommend that he continue to study here..."

There was still no sound from the other side, as if he was stunned. After a long time, he asked: "He... asked for leave today?"

The head teacher was stunned and said, "Uh, yes, you...don't you know?"

"I just finished talking to him yesterday and asked for leave today, so I was wondering if I had discussed it with my parents and prepared to study at home..."

"Any questions?"

Gin's focus was obviously not on this. His face became a little gloomy, he put down the phone and walked straight to the computer.

He skillfully turned on the surveillance camera, and on the screen, his petite and fragile brother was trying hard to curl up into the quilt.

With his eyes closed tightly, he looked a bit painful, his pale skin was covered with a layer of red, and his hair seemed to have been soaked with sweat and stuck together in strands.

Dr. Narumi, who was brought back by his brother, was watching over him conscientiously, changing towels for Kurosawa Rin from time to time and wiping his sweat.

He also had a worried expression.

Got a fever?

Gin frowned slightly, and the fingers holding the mobile phone could not help but tighten. Now he could not help but make up the scene in his mind:

The younger brother who was persuaded to quit by his class teacher returned home sadly. He looked at the phone number the teacher gave him, hesitated several times and wanted to call, but finally gave up because of fear.

You were kicked out of school, how dare you tell your brother about such a thing?

How dare you tell your brother who hates you so much?

Gin's eyes darkened.

I was so sad and worried that I fell ill overnight.

Maybe that's true...

There was a sudden silence on the other end of the phone. Through the phone, the head teacher could feel the sudden drop in air pressure on the other side.

Should I say something now to break the silence?

But faced with this silence that seemed to be suppressed in the water, her words were stuck in her throat, but she couldn't say anything.

After a long time, I only heard a sigh from the other side, and then there was a "pop" sound, the phone was hung up, and the indescribable feeling of depression disappeared instantly like a tide.

Snap.

Putting down the phone as if he was relieved, the head teacher lay on the table like a puddle of soft mud.

"What kind of parent is this?"

As if complaining, the head teacher muttered in a low voice. The teacher on the side looked over with concern, "What's wrong? The quality of the parents this time is very poor?"

"That's not true." The head teacher snorted a few times, "How should I put it... I'm not the kind of parent who would scold people for their poor quality, but I always feel a bit scary."

"Scary?" The teacher next to him had a strange expression, "What a strange description... By the way, you won't be able to attend the next class?"

The class teacher raised his eyes to look at the clock aside, stood up and sighed again, "I feel like I won't be able to cheer up for the next whole class..."

"I think you just want to find an excuse to be lazy!" the teacher next to him teased speechlessly.

"Humph, whatever you say, I'm going to class!"

The head teacher picked up the lesson plan and trotted all the way to the classroom of Class B, Grade One.

When she entered the classroom, she seemed to be back to her usual serious self.

…………

Vodka, who was also catching up on his sleep, received a call.

After seeing it was Gin, he reluctantly cheered up and picked it up, "Boss? What's the matter?"

"..." Gin on the other side seemed to have made the call without thinking about what to say.

There was silence for a while, and Vodka yawned. He didn't know what happened to the boss. Didn't the two of them just come back from a mission? Did they have any other missions?

Gin who was opposite him seemed to have finally remembered what he was going to say, "Don't take a rest yet. Go investigate the corruption evidence of Director Didan. Leave it to me tonight."

"Oh." Vodka blinked and asked again, "Boss, what if he is not corrupt?"

Gin Jiu snorted coldly, "How can a private school director not have power-for-money transactions?"

"Even if it really doesn't happen, don't you know what to do?"

Vodka immediately realized that he had done this kind of thing many times. Since there was no handle, he would create one.

However, the reason why the boss is causing trouble with the Didan school director at this time is because something happened to Rin?

The more Vodka thought about it, the more he realized that this was the case. You know, Gin was very angry when he woke up.

Frequently staying up late, coupled with his ability to wake up easily and his sensitive nerves, the time it takes to catch up on sleep almost becomes the second most annoying thing besides Rin Kurosawa.

I once accidentally woke up my boss when he was catching up on his sleep. Even now, recalling the terrifying scene of my boss at that time, I still break out in a cold sweat.

For Gin like this, apart from organizational tasks and Rin's matters, what else could keep him from getting angry when he was woken up during his catch-up time?

"Is there anything else, boss?"

"Gone."

"Oh." Vodka waited quietly for the boss to hang up the phone, but Gin hesitated and asked him a very strange question.

"By the way, vodka."

"What's the matter, boss?"

"Are you... called Sanlang or Erlang?"

The vodka fan remained silent, "...it's Saburo, the boss."

There was silence on the phone for a while.

"Humph." His voice seemed a little unhappy.

With a snap, Gin hung up the phone.

I left vodka with a question mark on the other side of the phone.

"...???"