Conan: About the fact that I have a black brother

The next day, Lin Xiaochen arrived at the police station early. If it were a normal time, except for the three police officers who were on guard last night, the other police officers should not have arrived yet.

But today, the police station is exceptionally "bustling". It is indeed not very nice to say so, but Lin Xiaochen dares to guarantee that, except for participating in joint investigations in the main world, he has never seen so many on-duty police officers.

Lin Xiaochen was carrying a briefcase and had just walked into the sight of several police officers at the door. They rushed to him with excitement and nervousness on their faces, and Lin Xiaochen was pressed to the ground in a daze.

Lin Xiaochen: ???

Then he was dragged into the interrogation room.

The two unfamiliar policemen, both serious, began to interrogate him.

"Name?"

"Lin Xiaochen."

"gender."

"……male."

"age?"

"22."

"Lin Xiaochen, where were you between 1:00 and 3:00 this morning?"

Lin Xiaochen frowned and thought to himself that it was not good, but he decided to tell the truth: "I went out for a walk."

"You went out so late? Where did you go? Can anyone prove it?"

"I went out for some fresh air and walked along the road in front of my apartment. There were no witnesses."

"Road address?"

Lin Xiaochen reported a series of names. That place was actually arranged for him by the higher-ups. The monitoring facilities there were relatively complete. After all, he was now considered a half-dangerous element.

Outside the interrogation room, police officers began to retrieve surveillance footage from the highway and the apartment.

"Going out for some fresh air so late?" The police officer didn't believe it.

"Yes." Lin Xiaochen raised his hand and gently pressed his injured left arm. "I couldn't sleep because of the pain. I thought about going out for a walk. Maybe I can rest after I'm tired."

"Do you know Shotaro Yamada?"

"That's the suspect we arrested yesterday. I participated in the interrogation. What happened to him?" Lin Xiaochen finally asked the question, "Did something happen?"

"This is not your business."

"At 2:47 this morning, we saw you on the surveillance camera. Do you have anything to explain?"

"I didn't come to the police station during that time. I don't know how to explain it."

A young police officer walked into the interrogation room and whispered something in one of the men's ears.

The two police officers' expressions relaxed a lot.

"Thank you for your cooperation, Inspector Lin." A man released Lin Xiaochen from the interrogation chair.

Lin Xiaochen left the interrogation room and happened to meet Uehara Yui who had just been questioned.

Uehara Yui's face was surprisingly ugly. She pulled the puzzled Lin Xiaochen aside and said, "Shotaro Yamada was scared to death yesterday."

"Scared to death?" Lin Xiaochen's eyes widened, and he found it incredible. He lowered his voice and asked, "Last night?"

Uehara Yui: "To be precise, it was early this morning. During that time, Yamada Shotaro kept shouting that someone was there. Agan, Morobushi and I took turns guarding, but we didn't see anyone come in. Just when we were changing shifts, he suddenly screamed, and when we went in, he had already stopped breathing. It was clearly no more than three minutes."

"Agan, Morobushi, and I have all been questioned." Uehara Yui comforted him, "Don't take it to heart, hayasi."

Lin Xiaochen nodded and looked at the unfamiliar faces that suddenly appeared: "So...are these people...here to help solve the case?"

"No." Uehara Yui said, "I'm here to steal the case."

"They are the public security." After handing over the details of the case, Yamato Gansuke walked over to the two and joined the conversation.

"They said they saw me on the surveillance camera. What's going on?"

Yamato Gansuke: "Before he died, Yamada Shotaro said several times that he saw someone, but we checked three or four times and didn't see a single person."

The public security personnel left in a loud voice with the information, leaving the mess on the ground waiting for several people to clean up.

The police and the public security bureau have never gotten along well, and now everyone is furious, but there is nothing else they can do.

The case ended in such a confusing way.

The police station also returned to its usual calm.

On the other side, Lin Yucheng, who had not slept all night, sat blankly on the passenger seat of Gin's Porsche. He had no sense of being someone else's younger brother at all, and let his big brother drive without saying a word.

Gin was too lazy to drive himself, mainly because he treasured his car and didn't want it to be ruined by someone with unknown driving skills.

The old car drove around a sharp bend and headed into the deep forest.

"Good driving skills." Lin Yucheng said suddenly.

"Of course." Gin responded naturally, but as soon as the words came out, he was stunned.

Because of Lin Yucheng's overly familiar and similar voice, even a dark figure like Gin relaxed.

Gin's face instantly turned as dark as ink, and the cold murderous aura was almost as strong as the cold wind outside. He slammed on the brakes and pressed the Beretta against Lin Yucheng's head.

Lin Yucheng was also confused. He said in a daze: "A Zhen..."

"What do you want to do? Imitate him?" Gin gritted his teeth, "Do you really think that just because you got Cointreau's code name, you are him?"

Lin Yucheng didn't understand what he was saying. The scene that just flashed through his mind was too warm. For some reason, he felt a sense of relief that he shouldn't have. The words came out of his mouth without even expecting it.

He had lost many, many memories, and the only thing he remembered was that the person in front of him was his childhood playmate.

But why is there such a feeling that should be between elders and younger generations?

"Why don't you speak? Answer me." Gin's emotions leaked out. "What do you want to do? Do you think it's great that you completed a task, or do you want to remember something for me?"

Gin was very strong and Lin Yucheng's head was hurt by it. Tears appeared in his eyes naturally, making him look very pitiful.

Gin, however, was not a man who sympathized with women. The already cold temperature in his eyes gradually dropped: "Speak! I won't fall for it!"

Lin Yucheng didn't know what to say, but he knew that Gin was angry because of what he said, so he said, "I'm sorry, Zhen."

Gin grinned and said, "Put down the window."

Lin Yucheng did as he was told, and then there was a loud noise in his ears, followed by a brief deafness.

The bullet grazed his ear and shot out of the window, and drops of bright red blood dripped down his earlobe like rubies.

"Get out." Gin ordered, with murderous intent in his voice.

The moment Lin Yucheng got out of the car obediently, the Porsche roared away.

He was at a loss.

There probably won’t be any means of transportation in the deep mountains and forests, so we can only walk back.

As he was thinking this, he received a call from one of his three reserve partners.

"Mr. Fujiwara, I think I saw you. Do you need a way to get around?"

It's Zhu Fujingguang.

Lin Yucheng calculated the distance to walk back and agreed.

"it is good."