Conan's winery play house

Chapter 197 Touko: The opportunity to overtake in the corner has come

"Are you in there? Ivy?" Toru Amuro knocked on the door again.

Still no answer.

"If you don't answer, will I come in?" Toru Amuro continued to knock on the door.

Apart from the sound of water, there was no other sound coming from inside.

So Toru Amuro knocked open the bathroom door.

He saw Ai Wei Lier's figure through the semi-frosted glass door.

Avicril, who was wearing pajamas, was sitting under the shower head, holding his knees with his hands, his head lowered, motionless.

He was already soaked by the water.

Even the sound of him breaking through the door and coming in didn't attract the other party's attention at all.

"Avi? What are you doing?" Toru Amuro looked at the boy sitting on the bathroom floor and lowered his voice.

The other party ignored it.

Toru Amuro breathed out slowly, turned off the shower, looked around, took out a dry bath towel from the side, covered the boy from the top, and then carried him out of the bathroom.

He put the boy wrapped in a bath towel on the bed, wiped his hair with a dry towel, and then found a hair dryer to dry his hair and wet clothes.

The warm air from the hair dryer seemed to wake up the boy who was immersed in his own world.

His eyelashes trembled and he looked at Toru Amuro.

"...Brother Tou." His voice was trembling.

The pale blue eyes are like two pieces of beautiful glass. When tears overflow from the eyes, the glass becomes cracked.

Toru Amuro's eyes fell on the boy's neck. His hand holding the hairdryer froze and he looked away.

Avril was not wearing a collar, so the ferocious and uneven scar on his neck was nakedly displayed in front of his eyes.

Such uneven scars may not even be caused by a sharp instrument, but cut out bit by bit with some kind of dull object.

He felt that the scar was a bit too harsh.

It was clear that Avicril was a human being, but when he looked at the other person who was soaked under the shower in the bathroom, he felt that what he was seeing was an animal that had been tortured and killed until it was scarred, and finally abandoned in the

Puppy died in heavy rain.

He blew the other person's hair and clothes with one hand, touched the scar with the other hand, and lowered his eyes to cover up the complicated emotions in it.

"What happened? Can you tell me?" He deliberately lowered his voice.

"The smell of blood is so strong, Brother Tou..." The white-haired boy's eyes were in a trance.

"How can a person bleed so much blood?" His tone was puzzled, as if he was asking Toru Amuro, but also as if he was asking himself.

"Did you kill anyone? Ivy." Toru Amuro continued to ask calmly.

"...I...killed someone..." The white-haired boy seemed to have realized the problem.

"I killed my sister." His expression was a little horrified.

Toru Amuro's eyes became very dark.

"She will never smile at me again, never buy me clothes again, and will never touch my head again and praise me as a good boy..." The white-haired boy murmured softly.

"I'm not a good boy anymore..." His body was shaking slightly uncontrollably.

Big tears fell down his face.

It fell on Toru Amuro's lap.

"Why do you want to kill her?" Toru Amuro continued to ask.

"...Papa means that Sister Mei is a traitor..." The white-haired boy lowered his head and spoke.

"To prove that I have nothing to do with her..."

"...let me kill her with my own hands..."

"He put the gun in my hand..."

"Then I...I fired..." He raised his hands and looked down at them.

"Sister Mingmei fell to the ground..."

"...A lot of blood was shed..." His hands were trembling.

The first thing Toru Amuro saw was the scar on the young man's hand.

A penetrating scar from the palm of the hand to the back of the hand.

"Then... Sister Mingmei touched my face... and said she didn't blame me..." The boy reached out and touched his cheek gently.

"...From warm hands to cold hands..." It seemed to recall the feeling at that time.

"Why would Gin call her a traitor? Ivy." Toru Amuro continued to ask.

"...because Sister Mingmei...had a relationship with an undercover agent sent by the FBI into the organization before, and it was Sister Mingmei who brought him into the organization..." The white-haired boy asked and said something in a panicked tone.

Toru Amuro was silent for a moment.

Did Avicril do something wrong? If he were a normal person, killing someone would definitely be wrong.

But does Avicril have any other choice?

Gin personally put the gun into his hand.

Does he have any other choice?

Avril is very important and very talented, but if he betrays the organization, the organization will definitely deal with him without hesitation.

There is no other option but to shoot.

Otherwise, only one more person will die.

and……

Even the person who was killed said he did not blame Avicril.

What qualifications does an outsider like him have to say that the other person is wrong?

Maybe the person who was killed...

Before she died, she was thankful that Avicril would not have to die with her.

But Bourbon won't comfort Ivy Clear.

"What Gin did was right, Ivy. Since there is a possibility of betrayal, it should be cleared up as soon as possible." The blond man said casually.

"Are you sad about this? You didn't do anything wrong, why are you sad? You made the right choice." There was even a smile in his voice.

"...Correct...?" The white-haired boy's eyes were blank.

"It's just that he shouldn't let you do it yourself. He just needs you to watch from the side..." The blond man looked at the young man with pity.

"From beginning to end, there was only one person who was wrong."

"It was the FBI who used your sister to infiltrate the organization. If it hadn't been for him, your sister wouldn't have been labeled a traitor, and you wouldn't have been in this situation."

"Understand? Ivey, you are not wrong, it is the FBI who is wrong." He pinched the boy's chin and spoke in a soothing tone.

"But... do you feel uncomfortable being forced to kill your sister? Do you hate gin? Do you hate the organization?" he asked.

"...You can't hate Papa." The white-haired boy was silent for a long time before saying aggrievedly.

"Can't hate, rather than not hating, right?" Toru Amuro understood the meaning of this sentence and asked with a smile.

In other words, Avicril still hates this kind of behavior.

"..." The young man remained silent and did not speak.

Toru Amuro took it as the other party's acquiescence.

"If it were me, I would never force you to do such a thing..." He held the boy's cheek with one hand and whispered.

Just continue to hate gin and organizations.

Gin will make you kill, but I won't.

Gin and I are different.

I care about you more than him.

So you should pay more attention to me.

So... instead of accepting Gin as your only master, it's better to accept me as your master.

"Do you need me to help you get revenge? For example...kill that FBI?" Bourbon's voice rose, and his tone was a bit frivolous.

"I can do a lot of things for you, as long as you obey." He said coaxingly.

The young man stared at him with his pale blue eyes.

"Even if you lose a sister, you still have me." The blond man just continued to say this.

"I am also your brother, right?"

"Compared to her, I am less likely to die, so... I can stay with you longer."

"Need help? Ivy." The blond man smiled as he faced the gaze of blue eyes.

Continue to hate gin and forget about my so-called sister.

Stay close to me, rely on me.

Treat me as the only one.

"...Help me, Brother Tou." The young man hugged him and buried his face in his chest.

"I will be obedient."

Bourbon: Why is Gin like this? If it were me, I would definitely not be like this...

Gin:……

Vodka: Bourbon, you, a green tea man, can’t step on my big brother!

Shuichi whose pot fell from the sky:?

PS: The character positioning in this book is so weird, pua master gin, green tea male bourbon, tea appreciator vodka master, active Neptune Aito (?)...

Laughing to death, it’s all my fault that I didn’t have an outline. When I didn’t write these plots, I didn’t expect such a development.

(End of chapter)