Conan: About the fact that I have a black brother

Of course Gin wasn't that kind. The lives of the three newcomers had nothing to do with him. He was just annoyed by Lin Yucheng's half-dead appearance, and he was in a good mood when he saw the other party's slightly lively expression after he gave him the number.

Lin Yucheng was a little depressed and sat in the back seat without saying a word.

Gin wanted to smoke, but remembered that the smell of smoke would be hard to dissipate in a closed space, so he just held the cigarette in his mouth and said in a vague voice: "You don't like them?"

Lin Yucheng: "Is it useful if I don't like it?"

"No." Gin said bluntly. Seeing Lin Yucheng turned his head away with an angry look, he said a few more words in a good mood, "You have a mission to go to Nagano. Nagano has a small flow of people. It is easy to be suspected if you go there rashly."

He was rarely patient: "I'm helping you."

Lin Yucheng ignored him, and Gin didn't want to make trouble anymore. He chose to threaten directly: "I am your boss. You should know the consequences of disobeying your boss's orders."

"Got it." Lin Yucheng's voice was muffled.

"You can find the mission details in the email." Gin glanced at the street view and said, "Vodka, get off the car and go back by yourself."

Vodka stopped the car in a daze and got out of the driver's seat. Then he saw Gin move his foot to the driver's seat and step on the accelerator. The Porsche rushed away like a black lightning.

Vodka glanced at the bus stop not far away, then looked at the 23:07 displayed on his phone.

I didn't know how to evaluate my eldest brother's behavior.

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Three days later, at dusk.

Lin Yucheng hung up the call from Zhu Fu Jingguang and let his left hand hang loosely by his side.

He lifted his weak left arm with his right hand and squeezed it gently.

A fracture and a dislocation, there is no difference between putting it back or not putting it back, right? Lin Yucheng asked himself and answered himself, so he chose to just leave it hanging.

He took out the sniper rifle from the bushes, carried it and left. Gin called soon after. When Lin Yucheng picked up the phone, he heard the other party's slightly angry voice: "What's the matter, Jundu, how did your left arm get injured?"

Lin Yucheng was not surprised at all that Gin knew about this. A chip was installed in his body that could detect his vital signs at any time. This authority used to be in the laboratory, but now it belonged to Gin.

"I fell accidentally." Lin Yucheng said.

This is the truth. The scene in the sniper scope just now was too shocking. Lin Yucheng was not careful for a moment and rolled down the cliff, injuring his hand.

It seems that the lie detector in Gin's phone did not sound the alarm, and Gin condoned his mistake: "Be careful next time. Go to the hospital at the foot of the mountain first, someone will help you treat your wound." Then he hung up the phone.

Lin Yucheng silently wiped the fingerprints off the gun, threw it aside, and walked down the mountain carefully.

hospital.

As soon as Lin Xiaochen arrived, someone came to greet him. Several experienced doctors helped to remove the bullet, wrapped him with bandages, and brought blood collection needles to try to draw blood for testing.

Lin Xiaochen squeezed the doctor's hand holding the blood collection needle and asked, "Does the gunshot wound require a blood test?"

The doctor was sweating profusely: "We are also following the rules."

"Is there such a rule? Why don't I remember it?" Lin Xiaochen's voice was cold.

Uehara Yui, who was following him, also had a serious expression on her face: "Please don't do too much, we still have official business to attend to."

The doctor whispered a few words to another doctor behind him, and nodded to Lin Xiaochen with difficulty: "Okay, sir... You can leave first."

The situation was urgent, and Lin Xiaochen was in no mood to dwell on the doctor's strange address. He nodded at Uehara Yui and stood up to leave.

After the two paid the fee and left, several doctors in white coats looked at each other.

"We won't be punished by the higher-ups for doing this, will we?"

"The master said there is a mission. If we delay the mission, we will be blamed... It's better to listen to the master. What if... What if this master pleads for us?"

"The data this time..."

"no solution anymore……"

Half an hour later, Lin Yucheng hurried in and looked at the doctors who were gathered together, nervously trying to find excuses to avoid punishment: "What are you doing? Come and bandage me. My hand is broken."

The doctor looked at Lin Yucheng who had returned and said, "Okay, sir, we'll get ready now."

Lin Yucheng nodded, sat on the treatment bed, and watched the doctor busy.

The doctor briefly assessed the severity of the fracture and tentatively asked Lin Yucheng if he would like to take an X-ray to facilitate diagnosis.

Lin Yucheng did not refuse.

While waiting, another doctor approached with iodine: "Sir... have you completed your mission?"

Lin Yucheng was reluctant to say more: "Just tell me what you want to do."

"Do you mind if we take a blood sample from you..." The doctor asked cautiously, "If you don't want to..."

"Okay." Lin Yucheng was puzzled by the strange attitudes of the few people, but still agreed.

He said, holding out his right arm, "You decide."

The doctor was overjoyed and quickly disinfected and took blood.

The results of the X-ray came out quickly. The doctors prepared the materials and helped Lin Yucheng fix his arm.

Lin Yucheng looked at his left hand that was tangled like a dumpling: "...Are you sure it's like this?"

"My lord, this will be more conducive to recovery."

"OK then."

"By the way, sir, did you remove the bandage you just applied? Do you need me to re-wrap it for you?"

"……No."

……

Lin Xiaochen, who was sitting in the police car returning to the police station, seemed to suddenly think of something. He sat up straight with a sit-up. Uehara Yui, who was driving next to him, was startled by him: "Hayasi, what's wrong with you?"

"broken!"

Lin Xiaochen said.

"Sister Uehara, turn around and go back to the hospital, quickly!"

Uehara Yui didn't understand what was going on, but seeing Lin Xiaochen's serious expression, she immediately did as he asked.

The vehicle drove towards the hospital again, and within sight, a raging fire dyed half the sky red.

"It's too late."

Lin Xiaochen said.