Conan's winery play house

Gin was a little impatient when he received the news about Bourbon.

The other party is obviously one of Rum's subordinates. Why send him a message? Go ahead and harass Rum. The blind man has plenty to do anyway.

But he still clicked on the news about Bourbon to save face.

After seeing a video file, I sneered and clicked on the video.

His face was flushed, his wet eyes were confused and pitiful, and it was rare for Avicril to look sickly.

In other words...except for the first time I picked up Avicril on the roadside at night four years ago, I had never seen him again.

It's so fragile that it seems like it will lose its life in the next second.

Gin watched the video, which lasted only a few seconds, with an expressionless expression. During this period, his eyes did not change. It was the same as not watching it.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Hearing the voice in the video and curiously leaning over to look at Gin's phone, Vodka was moved to tears.

Use a napkin to wipe your tearful eyes under your sunglasses.

"Avi is actually so seriously ill..."

"Brother..." he said sincerely.

"When Ivey's disease was so serious, you were the only one I thought about so much!" he said, moved but unbearably.

The sound of papa made Vodka's heart melt.

This is my eldest brother’s son!

The eldest brother’s son is my vodka’s son… ah no, he is my vodka’s little eldest brother!

As Vodka spoke, he secretly observed Gin's face. When he saw that the other person's face was still expressionless, a look of admiration appeared in his eyes.

How come the eldest brother is still so indifferent? He is indeed ruthless and ruthless, worthy of being the eldest brother!

"Don't continue to be stupid, vodka." The man with long silver hair said coldly.

"Use your brain and think carefully, will that brat get sick?" Gin asked with a sneer.

He has never seen that kid get sick before, and...

Avril and bo should be the same type of people.

And that bo...

His father, grandfather, and even the elders before him were all subordinates of the other party.

It is hard to say whether such a being who has lived for hundreds of years and whose appearance has not changed at all is a human being.

And will Avicril, who is just like the other person, get sick like ordinary people?

not to mention……

Gin remembered the person who once chatted with him and talked about his father's generation.

Gin had never met his so-called father, and even his mother could not actually be found in Gin's memory.

The other person was dead long before he could remember.

As for how little Gin survived in the slums until he was found by the organization...

It can only be said that his desire to live is very strong.

The person who once said, "The people in your family are exactly the same, not only in appearance, but also in personality." "Your grandfather and father both worked for me, are you surprised?"

"Is it because my face looks too young?"

"Don't be surprised, even when you grow old, I will still be the same as I am now."

"If you find it unbelievable, you don't have to treat me as a human being."

The gentleman who was gentle, elegant and seemingly approachable most of the time once said this to him with a smile.

After all...how can humans live so long?

The young Gin thought this way, and in his poor description vocabulary at the time, he found the most suitable description for the other party - an old and immortal monster.

He also asked questions out of curiosity.

"Won't you die of old age? Then will you die of starvation? Or die of illness? And... kill." Gin, who was very courageous at a young age, asked without fear of death.

In slums, many people will die due to lack of food and medicine, and many people will be killed in the process of obtaining food.

"So I said, don't treat me as a human being." The man just smiled and sighed.

"Hunger, disease, these possibilities have long been stifled by the genes of things like us."

"As for being killed...if I am killed, can I still live to this day? Live to this day when your fathers have already died due to various reasons."

Maybe it was because he was in a good mood, or maybe he was just too lonely, that person explained a lot to him.

Gin's thought at the time was - envy.

You will not get sick, you will not starve to death if you do not eat, you will not die even if you are killed, you will have eternal life.

This is a dream ability for people in the slums.

The man saw his envy, but just sighed.

"This is not a good thing, although no one would believe me even if I said so."

"It's time for you to go train." The young man with black hair and red eyes stood in front of the mirror, looking at his figure that had not changed for hundreds of years. His eyes were obscure, but he still used a slightly softer tone.

Looking back now, Gin understands why the other person said that eternal life is not a good thing, but understanding does not mean agreeing.

The other party obviously doesn't need his approval.

Thinking of this, Gin thought of the photo he had seen on that person before, which was placed in the pocket watch, Aiwe Lier's photo.

As well as the details of the Avic Clear in the photo that did not match the age of the Avic Clear he met.

"What Ivey said..." Vodka thought seriously for a long time.

Even though he wanted to convince himself that Ivey was an ordinary child who would get sick, his brain did not allow him to convince himself.

He recalled how Avicril easily jumped from dozens of floors of a tall building and behaved like nothing happened, and also thought about the "big things" that the other party had done.

Vodka showed a painful expression.

Sorry, Ivy!

I really want to believe that you are really sick!

But I can’t do it——!

"Do you understand?" Gin snorted, his tone unclear whether it was good or bad.

"But! There must be a reason for Ivey to do this!" Vodka's expression was bitter, but he still supported Ivey Clear.

"Even if it's just pretending to be sick! There must be a reason!" Vodka said firmly and seriously.

White Ghost!! His idol!! Everything he does is done for a reason!!!

Idols can't do anything wrong!

"The reason? Huh." Gin hummed in an unclear voice.

"That brat is just acting coquettishly." Gin said coldly.

As for Bourbon...that guy must have noticed it, otherwise he wouldn't have sent him this video.

That guy was probably waiting to see a joke.

"Coquettishly..." Vodka was stuck like a crashed computer.

But soon the idol filter made him recover.

"Avi has worked so hard to be a spoiled brat. Brother, aren't you going to see him?" He even tried to persuade Gin.

"I won't go." Gin said without hesitation.

"If we go this time, that kid will think this method is useful."

And if it works, the other party will use it a second or third time.

"That brat is the best at being arrogant." The silver-haired and red-eyed man closed his eyes, as if he was too lazy to pay attention to all these things.

What brother said makes sense!

Vodka found that he couldn't refute the other party.

But, that’s Ivey’s coquettishness!

and……

"Brother, if you don't go, will Ivy be sick all the time?" Vodka asked seriously.

Gin opened his eyes silently.

Will Avicril do it? Definitely.

After all, that kid is a lunatic who will never give up until he achieves his goal.

Selfish, paranoid, you must get what you want.

"Go to Avril." The man with long silver hair finally ordered coldly.

"Okay." Vodka happily changed his destination.

Ivey! I’m here with my big brother!

It’s my birthday soon hehehe.

End of this chapter