Conan's winery play house

Even though Junerik still didn't forget to subconsciously clean up possible traces when he hurried away with his things, Gin was still able to find some remaining clues.

What's more, when he first entered the door, he had already noticed the movements of Junerik and Avicril, as well as the objects in Junerik's arms when he left.

The two brats were in his room, discussing medicine.

"Who asked you to bring Junerik in?" Gin asked with a soft hum as he patted the back of the boy's head, which was hanging on his body like a pendant.

Did he ever allow Avicril to do this?

No.

but……

"But Papa gave me permission to come in and out, and he never said I couldn't bring anyone in." The white-haired, blue-eyed boy had an innocent face, and his tone was ignorant and matter-of-fact.

Since Gin didn't explicitly say that he couldn't do this, it seemed to him that it was something that could be done.

So simple and clear.

This little devil who confuses right and wrong.

Gin sneered in his heart, and a mocking and arrogant smile appeared on his face.

"Aren't you going to take a look? That guy Junerik should be going to deliver medicine to Herrega. Don't you want the first person Shirley sees to be you?" He looked at the young man with calm eyes and spoke in a tone of voice.

Full of meaning.

He knew Avicril too well, so he naturally understood the other person's paranoia when it came to his family.

If the first person Shirley saw after regaining consciousness was not Avicril... Avicril himself would definitely not accept this.

maybe……

This kid would cry and hold on to the hem of his clothes, while willfully proposing to let Shirley lose her memory and go into a coma again, and then wake up again to ensure that the first thing she saw after waking up was him.

Gin's eyes landed lightly on the heart of Avicril.

The other party must be able to do such strange things.

"Even if I pass now, Shiho-san will not wake up." Aito shook his head, with a smile on his face, and his tone was soft and natural.

He could feel the other person's physical condition and was only one step away from collapse. He was currently relying on instruments to maintain his life. Even if he lost his memory and fed the other party medicine to restore his body, he would not be able to wake up in a short time.

"It will take at least two days for Sister Shiho to wake up." Aito said in a calm but inexplicable tone.

When the boy with white hair and blue eyes calmly recounts the facts, he always gives people the illusion that he is giving an oracle.

Because it fits the image of angels and the Son too much.

"So you think it's a waste of time to go over now?" Gin smiled as if he found it very interesting.

"...There's nothing wrong with saying that, it's correct." Aito thought thoughtfully for a moment, then nodded confidently and admitted.

Sister Shiho who is in a coma will not see his performance, and of course she will not love him because of it. Therefore, no matter how he performs, it is meaningless. In this case, everything he does while the other party is in a coma is redundant and unnecessary.

A waste of time.

Aito can't lie.

Gin stopped talking, and just stretched out his hand again to pull the boy off his body. This time, Avicril did not struggle and was placed on the high chair beside him very obediently.

He sat obediently, with his hands on the chair and his slender white calves dangling in the air.

"When Shiho-san wakes up, she will forget what she experienced with Brother Suzi and Brother Herega, but time cannot lie. She will definitely realize that she has lost a memory. What should I tell her?

"He raised his head, shaking his calves as if out of boredom, or as if he had encountered a difficult and undecidable problem. He looked at Gin with his pale blue eyes with an innocent childishness that was ignorant of the world.

He asked the other party for help as a matter of course and very naturally, and had no doubt that the other party would be able to solve this difficult problem.

Gin picked a bottle of Laphroaig from his wine cabinet, poured himself a glass, and then answered slowly:

"Then don't lie to her. True lies are your strength, aren't they?"

The man with long silver hair held up the goblet and looked at the boy beside him jokingly.

What seems true is not true, what seems false is not false.

Isn't it what Avicril does most often by intertwining, twisting, and confusing truth and falsehood?

What he said was true, so he certainly wasn't lying, but... the words he said were not true.

"I never told a lie." Aito frowned aggrievedly, his face squeezed into a bun, as if he was extremely sad about Gin's evaluation.

Avicril will not lie out of subjective consciousness, but will only subconsciously turn his remarks to his own advantage.

So his gesture was also within Gin's expectation.

This twisted little monster is just asking him for the "right" thing to do.

And when Gin teaches the other party step by step, the little monster can confidently throw all the responsibilities onto Gin.

It was papa who taught me to do this.

Without thinking, Ginjiu thought of what kind of posture, what kind of tone, and what kind of occasion the other party would say this sentence.

but……

Gin doesn't care.

Just like many times before, Avicril also did this, and Gin also cooperated with each other time and time again.

This time, he still chose to cooperate with the other party.

Because it has no impact on him.

At most, it would make those who thought they had discovered the truth hate him even more? But there were too many people who hated Gin in the world, and he didn't care at all.

"Shirley was discovered by the organization not long after taking the medicine. When she woke up, she was tortured by Suzi and Herrega. Because this experience was too painful, her brain chose to actively forget these memories. This is all

It's the truth, isn't it? You just need to tell her the truth." The man with long silver hair said casually, telling the other party the steps in detail.

"And you...are the one who rescued her." At this point, he seemed to be amused by himself, and laughed briefly.

It obviously caused the other party to become such a perpetrator, but it became the salvation in the eyes of the victim.

Ridiculous and ridiculous.

"But after Shirley was let go, this base can no longer be kept." Gin's expression became a little gloomy.

Each base costs a lot of money. If Shirley is let go, if the other party reveals the address, countries will definitely come looking for her.

When he thought of this, Gin felt that it would be better to deal with Shirley directly, or lock him up in the base and continue to be a test subject.

"The lost money is mine." Aito blinked, keenly aware of why his old father was dissatisfied, so he spoke at the right time.

He doesn't use money much and is not short of money.

"Or... I can find a way to prevent Shiho-san from revealing anything about the organization." He murmured thoughtfully.

All it takes is a simple... psychological suggestion.

It may not be very effective on ordinary people, but if it is used on Shiho-san now, the effect will probably be unexpectedly good.

"Do you still remember? Only by showing your value at all times can you be taken seriously." Gin patted Avicril on the head.

"Behave well." He said.

"Yes! I understand!" Aito nodded vigorously, his eyes shining.

He will do well!