Refuse to allow Conan to join the main storyline

After sending away the guy in the duty room, Koizumi came to the dormitory she had prepared for herself.

The name tag she had hung up was indeed gone, but the nail was still there, and it was obvious that someone had taken it down.

In order to avoid being laughed at by the people at the base, Koizumi decided to be a civilized person.

She reached out and knocked on the door twice.

The room was so quiet that not a sound could be heard, but soon a familiar voice came from the other side of the door.

"Mello?"

Gin's voice sounded very awake, as if he had not slept at all.

Koizumi looked up at the surveillance camera on the door frame and said, "Yes, it's me."

After confirming that it was her, the door was half opened.

Gin was wearing a black high-necked, short-sleeved, tight T-shirt that only revealed half of his body. He leaned his right hand on the door frame, looking at her expressionlessly with a stay-away attitude: "What's the matter?"

Koizumi could guess without thinking that the man hiding behind the door must be holding a gun in his left hand.

She ignored Gin's low mood, pointed to the protruding nails on the door panel, and asked, "Where is the thing that was originally hung here?"

Gin glanced in the direction she pointed: "I don't know."

Koizumi tried to be calm and said, "This is my room."

There was a flash of understanding in Gin's eyes.

He relaxed a little, looked at Koizumi's face, and said lazily, "So?"

Koizumi: ...

She was too lazy to argue with someone who was pretending to be stupid, so she lowered her head and moved sideways to slip under Gin's arm.

"So I'm going to rest in my room."

The layout of the lounge in the base is no different from that of an ordinary three-star hotel.

It was a small room with a living room and a bathroom, and that was all. There was only the minimum space for activities.

Gin's coat and windbreaker were thrown casually on the sofa, and the bed showed obvious signs of use.

The curtains were drawn tightly, the room was dark, and filled with a strong, spicy smell of woody alcohol, which made Koizumi almost breathless.

She strode to the window, drew aside the curtains, and opened the window.

The fresh air from outside the window instantly rushed in, making the smell of gin in the room a little lighter.

Koizumi finally let out a breath, and his head, which had been a little dizzy from the alcohol, felt much clearer.

Light came into the room, but Gin still stood silently in the shadow by the door, his face somewhat gloomy.

Koizumi was already angry, and seeing his look made him even angrier.

She pointed to the standard-sized bed and asked, "Why did you choose this one when there are other rooms with beds that are more suitable for you?"

Gin raised his chin slightly towards the monitor on the desk, the answer was self-evident.

The dormitory at the base was originally just a temporary place to stay.

In order to ensure the personal privacy of the code name members, cameras are only installed in a few necessary locations in the corridor of the dormitory, and there are no surveillance cameras in the rooms.

Of course, if the person living in the room wants to decorate it, that's a personal matter.

Just like Koizumi.

When she first took over the job at the drug research base, she had to go there frequently, so she simply occupied a dormitory as her permanent room.

As a temporary base, long-term occupation was not allowed, but she was the person in charge of the entire base. If she wanted to do something, no one could stop her.

Later, after the base began to operate smoothly, Koizumi no longer came here often.

However, no one dared to touch the personal room she decorated, so it was preserved.

But who would have thought that such a thing would happen now!

Everything in this room was prepared by her for herself!

Including the sofa, curtains, mattress and pillows, all of them were brought by her according to her personal habits and preferences!

Koizumi felt extremely unhappy when she thought about her territory being occupied and her things being used.

Gin silently studied the expression on Koizumi's face for a while before asking, "Is this the room you prepared for yourself?"

Koizumi rolled his eyes at him and said, "Didn't you notice that the things in the room are not a uniform configuration of the base?"

Of course I found it.

But Gin didn't care.

Otherwise, he would not have chosen to sleep in this room just because of the undersized bed.

Comfort is secondary. The only reason he chose this place is...

There are independent monitoring equipment in the room, which provides higher security.

Gin ignored Koizumi's sarcasm and asked again, "Was your name tag originally hanging on the door?"

Koizumi suddenly calmed down.

“…You didn’t pick it?”

"No, I haven't."

"…So you didn't know this was my room?"

"do not know."

Gin nodded slightly, "No wonder Vodka had that expression when I entered the room."

Koizumi: ...

Even Vodka knows it, but you don’t?!

But Gin wouldn't lie about such a small matter.

If he says he doesn't know, then he really doesn't know.

If he says he didn't do it, then it definitely wasn't him.

Who is that?

Who took her name tag away?

A name suddenly flashed through Koizumi's mind.

...By the way, there is a permanent code member in the base now.

Or she ordered him to be locked up...

Sherry.

Miyano Shiho.

This child had a conflict with me in Santa Felina, so he used this prank-like method to retaliate against her?

The probability is high.

Koizumi slapped his forehead helplessly.

She had forgotten about this naughty kid.

"...Okay, I think I know what's going on. Sorry, I misunderstood you.

"I'll find another room. Sorry to bother you."

Having said that, Koizumi stood up and prepared to leave.

But just as she left the window, she saw Gin turn around, close the door casually, and then lock it with a "click".

"Now that you're here, don't leave."

Koizumi:?

Gin walked back into the room and put the gun he had been holding in his hand back into his windbreaker pocket.

"That gentleman never gave up, and he had to continue to perform what he was supposed to perform."

Koizumi: ...

He turned his head and glanced at the single bed.

"Here? Now?"

Gin sneered, "Too many people and too many eyes, that's appropriate, isn't it?"

Koizumi: “…Okay.”

She took off her coat, sat on the bed, took out a pistol from the system and stuffed it under the pillow, then lay down with her clothes on, closed her eyes, and did it all in one go.

"Sakurai, I'll leave the rest to you."

After saying that, he put his head on the pillow and fell asleep.

Gin:......

Listening to the increasingly even and shallow breathing, I stood there for half a minute.

Really asleep?

Doesn't this guy have any vigilance towards him at all?

Gin frowned slightly and took a step towards Koizumi.

However, in the next second, the person on the bed suddenly opened his eyes and looked at him clearly and warily.

That look was clearly the second personality hidden inside Mello's body, that Sakurai.

Gin:......

Oh.

So this is what "Leave it to Sakurai" means.

Under the other person's scrutinizing gaze, Gin walked to the bed, bent down to pick up the quilt that had fallen on the ground and threw it on Koizumi, then closed the window again, drew the curtains, walked back to the sofa, and lay down with the pillow.

Sakurai watched his series of actions in silence. After making sure that Gin would not do anything inappropriate, he returned to the system space to allow his body to completely relax and rest.

Then, she stared at the two people on the screen for a while, covered her face and laughed.

Oh, what can I say?

These two people are really...

But as she laughed, she couldn't laugh anymore.

Ugh……