Conan: About the fact that I have a black brother

The person in charge was bleeding from deep in his ear canal. He suppressed his fear and said, "Master Gin, please don't embarrass me. Researching new drugs is the boss's order."

"Are you threatening me?" Gin narrowed his eyes dangerously and pointed the gun at the person in charge's head. "Cointreau is the property of the organization. The boss has never asked to sacrifice the organization's property in exchange for insignificant drug research."

"Lord Gin..." The person in charge's voice trembled with pain.

Gin looked at a dead object, and he slowly played with his fingers. Just as he was about to pull the trigger, a slightly old voice came from behind him: "Gin, please stop."

The person in charge seemed to have seen a savior, and shouted in a trembling voice: "Master Brandy! You are here!"

Brandy's entire face was disfigured due to an explosion many years ago, but there is no scar on his face at the moment.

Gin knew that this was the human skin mask made by Mr. Tobermode, and he immediately felt disgusted and said in a bad tone: "What are you doing here?"

Brandy didn't even bother to look at the person in charge. He looked at Gin and said, "Cointreau doesn't belong to the action team. He has a scientific research mission."

Gin sneered: "He doesn't belong to the research team either. He has a clearing mission."

The two men faced each other, and there was a stalemate for a while.

Suddenly, something unexpected happened to Cointreau, and he began to struggle violently again. His breathing became extremely disordered, like a stranded fish, and it seemed that he would suffocate to death from lack of oxygen in the next second.

As the dispute between Gin and Brandy had not yet ended, the medical staff stood still for a while, not daring to move.

Gin turned the gun around: "What are you all standing there for?"

The medical staff subconsciously glanced at Brandy, and seeing that he had no intention of objecting, they began to rescue him in a hurry.

Gin put away his gun unhappily, and stood aside watching the medical staff busying around. A long-lost feeling of powerlessness surged in his heart - this was a very rare experience. At least, in the next ten years, this feeling only appeared twice, once when he learned of a person's death, and once when Kobayashi Yucheng, who was not yet Cointreau, was sent to the training base.

Kobayashi Ameshiro, Fujiwara Ame, Cointreau...

Gin was absent-minded for the first time in a long time. Perhaps it was because he was without the black windbreaker he wore all year round, he actually felt a little cold.

It took a whole day and a night to rescue Cointreau. During this period, he experienced low blood oxygen, irregular heartbeat, atrial fibrillation, ventricular fibrillation, cerebral fibrillation, etc. It was as if the god of death was wandering in this small medical room, trying to take away Cointreau's already fragile life.

Gin stood quietly not far away, watching the medical staff busying around.

The medical staff dared not relax at all, because once Cointreau showed the slightest pain or an uncontrollable groan, Gin's eyes, flashing coldly like a tiger or wolf, would fall on them.

They had no doubt that if they didn't do one step perfectly, Gin would shoot them afterwards - even if Brandy was there.

After Cointreau's condition stabilized, the medical staff, all sweating profusely, left the medical room with Gin's tacit consent, leaving the space to the two of them.

Brandy also retreated and disappeared without a trace.

Gin walked to the bedside, and Cointreau's eyes moved, but he still showed no sign of waking up.

Gin's gaze cut across Cointreau's face like a knife, as if he was looking through him at another person. Finally, he left the room, warned the medical team members guarding the door to do their best, and took the elevator to the meeting room.

Vodka has been watching over Midorikawa Hikaru diligently and reports his every move to Gin.

Midorikawa Hikaru didn't know what Gin was planning to do, but he thought it wouldn't be a bad thing, so he waited patiently.

Gin came in wearing a brown turtleneck sweater. He glanced at Midorikawa who stood up from the sofa and said, "Tell me what happened that night."

Midorikawa Hikaru didn't understand why, but still did as he was told.

Gin listened carefully, frowning slightly. After Midorikawa Hikaru finished speaking, he asked, "You said Cointreau made dinner?"

"Yes, Lord Jundu suddenly became interested in cooking and made two dishes and a soup - the food should still be in the safe house and has not been cleaned up yet."

Green River Light Road.

"What are you doing?" Gin looked at Vodka and motioned for him to pass the thing to him.

Vodka has been with Gin for many years and has become much more sophisticated in his style of doing things. After sending Midorikawa Hikaru to the base, he arranged for trusted members of the organization to seal the dishes. The test reports and photos of the food have been sent to him.

"Stir-fried cabbage and pork, braised fish, and a bowl of tomato and egg drop soup." Midorikawa Hikaru said truthfully.

Gin glanced at the information provided by Vodka, and after confirming that there were no other problems, he sneered: "You are really sincere to Cointreau. The most important thing for a sniper is his hands. You actually risked injuring your fingers to make Cointreau stop biting his tongue - I really look at you with new eyes."

Midorikawa Hikaru heard the suspicion and sarcasm in Gin's tone, and he said neither humbly nor arrogantly: "Lord Jundu is my superior and partner. I feel I have an obligation to protect him. At the same time, Lord Jundu is also the examiner." This is in line with the characterization of a quasi-code member in the organization.

Gin's attitude really became much more normal, from suspicion at the beginning to ridicule, he sneered.

He is indeed an ambitious person. Jundu is afraid that he will be deceived by him.

"Should I praise you?" Gin asked him.

Midorikawa said: "This is your freedom."

"You have to remember one thing, your boss has always been me." Gin lit a cigarette and changed the subject, "Keep an eye on Cointreau and don't let him try anything dangerous. His life is more valuable than yours."

"Yes." Midorikawa Hikaru responded, "How is Lord Jundu now?"

"I won't die for a while." Gin took a deep breath, "I'll let Vodka arrange a new safe house, you can go now."

After saying that, he crushed the half-smoked cigarette in his hand into the ashtray.

Midorikawa Hikaru didn't understand why Gin suddenly became so hostile, but when he thought about the fact that it was Gin that Cointreau called out before he fell into a coma, he guessed that the two had a special relationship - there were no good guys or good girls in the organization, so Midorikawa Hikaru was not surprised by this.

Vodka glanced at Gin and said to Midorikawa Hikaru, "Come out with me."