Soul Chuan Ke Xue: I call gin and wine my wife

"Wow! What a handsome guy!"

As soon as Lancer entered Dr. Ali's house, he was warmly welcomed by several children.

He was surrounded tightly, and those bright eyes barely touched his face.

Lancer looked at Conan with a troubled face, with words written all over his face: Help me.

"Haha..." Conan laughed dryly and asked Dr. A Li: "By the way, why don't you see Haiyuan?"

Dr. Ali, who was paying attention to Lancer, smiled and said, "Oh, Xiao Ai is in the underground laboratory."

"Didn't we agree to go out to play football together? Why are you still so lazy?" Conan's eyelids drooped and he said angrily. "It's already very late. It will already be lunch time when you get back from playing football, right?"

Surrounded, Lancer finally found an excuse to get out, and said impatiently: "In that case, let's go to a restaurant for lunch? I have a VIP card for a high-end restaurant, which happens to be not far from here."

Ka belongs to Gin, and the restaurant is owned by his dead cheap uncle.

Before moving here, in order to allow Lancer to take care of himself, Gin gave him these personal belongings that he might need. No matter what, his identity had an unusual relationship with that gentleman, and it was impossible for Gin to really let him drink the northwest wind.

The fat little man named Genta Kojima asked him enviously: "Wow~ Brother, is your family very rich?"

Lancer chuckled and shrugged unnecessarily: "After all, my family is busy making money all day long, and they don't take me to heart at all."

Hearing what he said, they all had sympathetic expressions on their faces.

[System: Just talk about it. 】

Just when everyone was happy that they could go out to enjoy a big meal, they suddenly heard a loud noise outside, which sounded like a car collision.

Unexpectedly, Conan and his friends all rushed out of the house like a conditioned reflex, and Dr. Ari blurted out: "Be careful! Shinichi!"

Lancer, who stayed indoors, tilted his head and looked at Dr. Ari. Seeing his guilty change of words, he asked doubtfully: "Shinichi?"

"No, you heard wrong, haha..." The doctor laughed dryly.

Lancer, who didn't ask too many questions, put his doubts in the bottom of his heart. He learned from Dr. Ari that the young detective team composed of Conan and several friends was often involved in various incidents, and it was thanks to the blessing of a certain protagonist. Escape safely aroused Lancer's curiosity.

"So, is the person named Haiyuan in Conan's mouth about the same age as him? Is she also a member of the detective team?"

"Of course."

"Then, can I meet her?"

There was a slight sound of footsteps coming from inside the house. Lancer's ears were sensitive, and his eyes instantly shifted from Dr. Ali to the door that was slowly opened.

A little girl with brown hair, wearing an avant-garde and fashionable top and shorts, opened the door and asked while yawning: "Doctor, I seem to hear a loud noise, what happened - huh?"

Haiyuan Ai, who was as sleepy as a night owl, saw Lancer at a glance and was slightly startled.

The two stared at each other for a long time.

Under Hui Yuarai's serious and suspicious eyes, Lancer smiled slightly and secretly clenched his hands.

"Hello, Xiao Ai, my name is Lancer." The crescent-shaped eyes were crescent-shaped, and soon the pupils opened again.

His voice gradually became cold: "I don't know why, but I always feel that you and I... seem to be destined for each other."

Hui Yuan Ai frowned and looked at him, her pupils dilated with nervousness, and her heart was beating fast.

The car accident outside was concluded as premeditated murder. The young detective team was praised by the police for its outstanding performance in this case.

When Lancer proposed to treat them to celebrate, Haihara Ai said unsociably: "You go ahead, I feel a little unwell, so I'd better stay at home."

After saying that, she returned to the basement.

Several children sighed regretfully, and Conan drooped his eyelids, feeling confused: "What's wrong with this guy?"

Dr. A Li didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "She may not be in a good mood recently. I think we should go first and pack her takeout when we come back."

"She... doesn't like me?" Lancer looked aggrieved.

This tea-smelling look would probably make even Lancer disgusted when he looked in the mirror.

Conan saw that he was in a bad mood and hurriedly explained: "No! She has that kind of withdrawn character, but she is actually a very good person!"

"Then can I come over often to play with her?"

Lancer squinted his eyes and smiled: "I quite like her character."

Conan and others were stunned: "Eh?!"

At dusk, the sky is about to end.

After returning to his residence, Lancer noticed a subtle movement on the doormats of the entrance hall, and immediately became wary. Just after smelling the familiar smell of smoke, my mind automatically canceled its alert state.

There was no sign of anyone coming to the empty living room. When Lancer opened the bedroom door, he was not surprised but unexpectedly looked at the silver-haired man lying on the bed.

The smell of smoke in the air was very strong, as if it was hiding something.

Lancer paused for a moment, then stepped forward and opened the coat covering his body, and saw that the man's arm on his abdomen was bandaged.

There were also small marks on the back of the hand that had been scratched by some sharp blade, which obviously did not attract the man's attention. At this moment, blood was dripping from the wound humbly.

"Have you seen enough?"

Gin didn't know when he opened his eyes, and his dark green eyes stared at him coldly, as if he would shoot him at any time.

Lancer retracted his hand and laughed at him: "Flying geese all day long, the geese peck you in the eye. I didn't expect that one day you would be defeated."

The man sat up and put his coat on his body. He didn't say anything, but just lit a cigarette for himself.

Lancer, who was dissatisfied with his smoking, put his hands on his hips and said, "You broke into my home without permission and smoked in my home. Are you polite?"

Unexpectedly, Gin Jiu blew out a smoke ring without hesitation and cast a cold glance at him.

"What's yours is mine, what's there to argue about?"

Although the words were very ambiguous, in terms of the current situation, these words were really appropriate.

Lancer snorted proudly, then opened the laptop on the desk and started typing on the keyboard.

The slender fingers with distinct joints seemed to be dancing.

Not daring to look down upon him, Gin stood barefoot behind the young man. After seeing what he was searching for, his eyes shuddered.

"Kudo Shinichi? Why are you checking him?"

Lancer thought of the weird things and people that appeared around Conan, and couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth and said with interest: "I seem to have discovered something very interesting... Wait a minute, judging from your tone, you seem to know him?"

"I don't know him." The face of the high school student on the computer screen was reflected in his dark green eyes, and Gin said coldly: "It's just a dead person."

"Oh? So you killed him with your own hands?"

"The new drugs developed by the organization just lack test subjects."

Thinking of Conan's appearance, Lancer pretended to regret and said, "You are such a heartless guy!"

In fact, those shining eyes showed a very different interest.