Conan: When I Be Gin's Brother

Throw it away?!

Conan's eyes darkened.

The escape plan just now was aborted in an instant. Without the props that Dr. Ali made for himself, now I am just a primary school student with stronger reasoning ability.

Damn! What to do now?

Conan was a little panicked, and suddenly there was a vibrating buzz behind him.

Buzz~

Telephone?

Is it gin and vodka, or the woman from before?

Conan held his breath and listened carefully to the movement behind him. The man seemed to pause for a few seconds. Conan felt an intimidating gaze, and the next second the man answered the phone.

"Well, it's me."

"It just ended. The investigation of Kudo Shinichi's whereabouts after his disappearance has been completed."

Conan was shocked when he heard his name, and his dilated pupils trembled. He was indeed one of theirs!

What should I do? If those people find out that I am still alive, whether I can continue to live or not, I might even become a miserable experiment!

His heart was beating loudly, and Conan's brain was buzzing as he thought of the terrible consequences of being discovered.

"Yes, there is nothing wrong with that guy's investigation results."

"Kudo Shinichi is indeed dead."

Eh?

already dead?

This cold voice instantly awakened Conan's nerves from chaos, and he widened his eyes in disbelief.

This guy...covered it up for himself?

……Why?!

The conversation behind him was not over yet. Kurosawa Rin pretended to recite the lines he had planned in advance into the phone, pausing and humming when thinking from time to time, making this performance for Conan more realistic.

There is only the last part left...

Kurosawa Rin turned his back to Conan and smiled, his voice still calm, "With the last person left, the whereabouts investigation is over. I will confirm it as soon as possible."

Then comes the most crucial sentence.

"Don't worry, gin."

Kurosawa Rin said this word indifferently, with a little irritation in his words, and his emotions were natural and natural, as if he hated this person deep in his soul.

After a pause for a few seconds, Kurosawa Rin took a deep breath, put down the phone, took out the box of milk that had been prepared aside, and slowly sat down in front of Conan.

Now he feels like a child who has secretly done something bad, waiting to be discovered, with that wonderful feeling of tension and anticipation, and a little bit of excitement.

Conan in front of him seemed to be still digesting the phone call that seemed to contain a huge amount of information but actually had no nutritional value at all.

Seeing Kurosawa Rin wearing a red gas mask come back to him, he came to his senses instantly, but the vigilance and suspicion in his eyes were not missing at all.

Taken the bait.

Kurosawa Rin straightened his mask, pretended to rest and leaned back on the chair, silently checking the numbers in his mind.

three...two...one

"Why hide it?" Conan stared closely at the pure black and strange eyes behind the goggles, and could no longer hold back the doubts in his heart.

"Why hide the fact that I'm still alive?"

The man with the red mask in front of him slowly raised his head and looked directly into Conan's eyes, as calm as a puddle of stagnant water.

He didn't answer, but shook the box of milk in his hand, opened the straw in Conan's sight, and inserted it into the box.

He rubbed the stool closer to Conan, reached out and put the straw in front of Conan's mouth.

"Milk, supplement protein."

Conan swallowed a sip of saliva and looked at the milk in front of him nervously.

"You looked at it open, but nothing was added."

The man's voice suddenly turned cold. Conan was stunned, still a little doubtful, "Really?"

"If I want to kill you, you don't know how many times I have to die."

Conan trembled, quickly bit the straw, and quickly sipped the milk.

"Drink quickly, your hands are sore."

It was obvious that his voice had become gentler. Conan drank milk while looking at the strange man holding a milk carton for him.

This person seems...not as scary as imagined?

Conan recalled the horrific memory of taking blood just now, and he choked a mouthful of milk with fear in his heart.

"Ahem...it's okay, it's okay." Conan took a breath and laughed dryly. Looking at the other person's reaction, the man seemed a little surprised.

Conan sighed inwardly, then obediently took the straw in his mouth and drank the remaining half of the carton of milk.

Uh... sure enough.

Even if it is not as scary as imagined, judging from the experience just now, this person is undoubtedly a madman or a pervert.

Conan finished the remaining half of the carton of milk and watched the man take the empty box to the trash can in the distance and throw it away. He took a breath. He didn't answer the question just now, so he might as well change it to another question.

He considered it for a while, then raised his head and said, "Are you going to hand me over to Gin? Or are you going to kill me directly?"

Before he could finish speaking, the man paused when he heard Gin's name, looked back at Conan and shook his head.

"Don't worry, I won't hand you over to Gin, nor will I kill you."

Conan breathed a sigh of relief.

Kurosawa Rin continued what he just said and chuckled, "Even if I have to hand it over, I won't hand it over to Gin. For such an important discovery as rejuvenation, I will definitely hand it over to a higher-level adult..."

The voice was calm and slightly joking. Conan was only panicked for a while, and then calmed down again.

"But you wouldn't do that, would you?"

Conan looked at the movements of the person in front of him and saw that he had no reaction before continuing to analyze, "If you wanted to hand me over, I'm afraid you would have moved me away when I was in a coma. How could I be here with you?"

waste time."

He took a deep breath and said word by word, "In the beginning, you didn't want to hand me over."

"Right?"

Conan stared nervously at the person in front of him, unable to discern his mental activities at all.

"Yes, you guessed it right." Kurosawa Rin just paused for a second and walked towards Conan, "I really didn't want to hand you over."

"But I did this just because I had a little interest in you."

"You know, if you are discovered, there are only two outcomes. One is to be silenced, and then your body is taken back for experimental research. The other is that you are captured and taken back for live research, and then you are silenced."

"It's a pity that I didn't want you to die so early, so I let you go and hid the news that you were still alive."

Kurosawa Rin stared at Conan's face, bent down and straightened Conan's messy hair, but his voice remained calm.

"By the way, I brought you here to avoid investigation by other investigators who may be outside."

"To a certain extent, I saved you."

"You should thank me."

The red gas mask in front of him was less than a few centimeters away from his face. Although he couldn't see his expression, Conan could feel it.

He is laughing.

Was it treated as a toy?

Conan laughed self-deprecatingly and stared into those black eyes through his goggles.

"Oh, thank you?"

"Do not make jokes."

"You haven't handed me over now. In the final analysis, you just have other purposes."

Conan's eyes darkened and he lowered his head, "After saying so much, wouldn't you still lock me here and imprison me and not let me out?"

"What's the difference between this and handing me over directly? It's just that you will die early and die later..."

"Who told you I was going to imprison you?"

"Eh?" Conan was stunned and raised his head blankly.

The man stood up suddenly, turned around and sat on the chair, crossed his legs, and straightened the red gas mask on his face.

"I will let you go..."

"But you have to play a very simple game with me first."