Conan's winery play house

Chapter 14 Gin: Impossible to be free in this life

"It feels like this sunglasses really want me to do street art..." Aito said while looking at the system introduction while touching the cookie.

He doesn't have much feeling for street art, but if Sunglasses thinks so, he can try it.

"But if you're a street performer, what do you perform?" Aituo thought about the skills he knew.

Violin, piano, shakuhachi...

If it is taken outside to perform, it can only be a violin or a shakuhachi that is more convenient to carry.

For the piano...

The grand piano at home weighs about [-] catties.

Normal people shouldn't be able to move it around casually, right?

So that option is definitely ruled out.

"! You should see what other street performers are doing." He thought as if he had an epiphany.

"These existences should be the most in the amusement park..." Miyamoto Ato thought for a while.

But does he want to go to the amusement park alone?
Of course not!
Of course you have to go with your family!
But when there is papa, sister Mingmei and the others are not too willing to get involved, and others are not too willing to get close to papa.

It seems that I can only play with Papa and Uncle Vodka by myself.

After all, papa is the most important family member anyway.

And it's the first family.

"Quick, Cookie, look for the taste of Papa, let's go find him." He patted Cookie on the head and said.

Cookie moved its black nose in a decent manner, and stretched out its front paws in one direction.

Aituo was not surprised why a dog made of paper could smell.

Is it normal for dogs to be able to smell?

He just sped up the speed of his feet and ran towards the place where the cookie pointed.

Disappeared in place in an instant.

……

"Have you found the information?" Gin was in a residence, rummaging through the cabinets around him wearing gloves.

There was a dead body not far from the feet, and two more farther away.

"I can't find it, brother, I don't know where they are hiding..." Vodka said while searching around.

The man with long silver hair looked at the bookshelf.

Then he seemed to pull out a book at random and opened it.

"You don't need to look for it, burn all these books." He flipped through the books and sneered.

"Okay, brother." Vodka asked without saying a word.

"Come out." Suddenly, Qin Jiu looked at the window sill beside him.

"Who is it?" Vodka clenched the gun in his hand and pointed it at the windowsill.

"Do you need me to go over and pick you up?" Gin didn't show the expression of facing an enemy like Vodka did, but curled his lips into a smile.

Vodka also put down his gun amidst the attitude of gin.

The person coming should not be the enemy.

Otherwise, big brother wouldn't have such an expression.

"Papa." The white-haired boy poked his head out, smiling brightly.

"Ivy, why are you here?" Vodka said in surprise.

"Because I want to find you..." The boy smiled and walked in from the window sill.

Turning a blind eye to the grim expressions of the corpse on the ground and the soul that was about to drift away, he stepped over the corpse and came to Qin Jiu.

"Let the three of us go to the amusement park with cookies." He tugged at the sleeves of gin and said expectantly.

"Cookies? Did Ivy make dessert?" Vodka asked in a daze.

Ivy's desserts are still delicious.

"It's not dessert, it's called Cookie, it's the dog I brought back yesterday." Miyamoto Aitto gestured as he touched the Shiba Inu on his shoulder.

Vodka showed a terrified expression.

"Is that so? Hahahaha..." He looked at the dog on the boy's shoulder.

It is no longer the pure white and weird paper man yesterday.

But painted paper... dogs?

The dull black eyes, the upturned and split mouth, and the bright brush coloring, can be seen at a glance as belonging to the texture of paper.

Vodka: It feels even more terrifying...

"Do you want to touch it?" Aituo held the cookie and handed it to Vodka.

Vodka suddenly revealed a mask of pain.

To touch... or not to touch?
I feel sorry for Ivy's enthusiasm if I don't touch it, but I feel sorry for my heart if I touch it.

"Very good, very good..." He stretched out his hand stiffly, touched the cookie lightly, then immediately withdrew his hand, and forced a smile.

"Papa—" Aito held the cookie in front of the gin again.

Qin Jiu looked down at the Shiba Inu in the other party's palm, which was ugly to a new level and had a strange smile, and stretched out his hand expressionlessly to touch it.

"It's cute, isn't it? Let's go to the amusement park together!" Seeing Gin touch the cookie, Aituo's expression became more expectant.

"I don't have time to play house games with you, Ivy." The silver-haired man had a mocking smile on his face.

"For this kind of thing, shouldn't you ask Shirley and the others? They will be happy to play house with you." The tone was also particularly mocking.

"But compared to them, I want to play with Papa and you guys more." The white-haired boy pursed his lips and explained.

"Papa, you are more important than them." The tone was serious and firm.

Gin:  …

who asked this?who cares?
Has Ivy lost his mind by playing tricks?

"Brother is very busy with tasks every day, so don't bother him, Ivy." Vodka persuaded from the side.

"Is it not possible?" The white-haired and blue-eyed boy stared at Qin Jiu with aggrieved face, as if he was about to start crying in the next second.

Gin:  …

"It's useless to cry, there's no time to talk..." The silver-haired man took a deep breath.

I saw the boy shed tears in a second, and opened his mouth to cry.

"Are you a three-year-old who cries when you don't get it?" Qin Jiu's eyes were indescribable.

"I just want to play with you..." Aituo wiped away his tears and continued to cry.

"Don't cry." Qin Jiu warned coldly.

So does vodka, and so does Ivy.

Where did you learn the trick?
Cry as you say?

"Promise me." Aituo tugged on Gin's clothes, using the mode of not giving up until the goal was achieved.

"If you're free." Qin Jiu closed his eyes and didn't want to see the other person's expression, his tone was indifferent.

Free time, oh, there will never be such a day.

"Okay!" Aito smiled immediately, and the tears disappeared instantly.

According to the book, using this set of coquettish tactics with elders is really useful!

Papa promised to take him to the amusement park!

"Is there anything I can do for the mission?" He asked proactively.

"What do you think I need your help with?" Qin Jiu asked with a playful smile.

"You can go." He didn't want to hear Ivy's unexpected answer, so he urged the other party to leave.

"Okay." Aito nodded.

The head of the family always wants to save face. If he asks this question, won't it damage Papa's dignity?
Ask in a different way next time.

Well, like the book says, be tactful.

While thinking this way, Aito jumped over the corpse, came to the window sill again, and jumped off the window sill.

"Brother... this is... the 26th floor." Vodka watched the other party jump down, and looked at Gin with horror on his face.

"What? Do you think that kid is committing suicide? He wouldn't do that kind of thing." Qin Jiu smiled inexplicably.

Vodka rushed to the windowsill and looked down.

Just in time to see the boy wearing a sweater and hat landing lightly, without making a sound.

"Bye bye—" the other party even waved at him.

Vodka: Ivy... so strong.

"This kid is number one on the FBI's most wanted list." Qin Jiu also walked to the window sill, watching the boy's disappearing figure with deep eyes.

"The code name given to him by the FBI is—White Ghost." Qin Jiu smiled meaningfully, as if he was very satisfied.

There were dozens of terrorist bombings in the United States, causing tens of thousands of casualties, but there was no trace of the other party at the scene of the crime.

Even the surveillance cannot capture the figure of the other party, and the other party in the surveillance screen is always a blurred white shadow.

It seems like a ghost or ghost that cannot be captured by human technology.

Hence the code name.

White Ghost, or White Ghost.

White ghost.

PS: I don’t know if everyone can see that Aito is a [no moral concept], [no empathy], [no shame], um... mental illness?

So he [has no sense of distance] / focus!
Can you speak straight balls in a serious manner?Looks like a natural system?If you get touched on the head, you will rub against it, and you will stick to it, but it will not affect him to kill you (?

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　The FBI never dreamed that they would never be able to catch them, and the frightening wanted criminal was actually a cutie who would go to an amusement park with gin and wine, hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

　　 PS: Everyone, please ask me what I think about the triple-play and double-play!I just want to say... In the next life, I will never do it again, can you lend me some livers?The doctor said my liver is not good.

　　
　
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