SunShine

Conan stays in this room full of cameras and bugs every day, and he feels that he will grow hair if this continues.Although his body has almost recovered, because GIN has been here for the past few days, he can't find any respite to contact the outside world.Besides, although there is a telephone in his room, it is obvious that a bug has been installed on it, and there is no way to communicate with the outside world.This guy really used this place as a cage to lock him up.

On this day, GIN came back from outside as usual, but unexpectedly brought back a small gift, which surprised Conan very much.Of course, there are people who are more frightened than him, such as VODKA, such as the servants up and down the whole villa.

Because the little gift that GIN brought back was nothing else, it was a little milk cat that could only crawl when it was born.

"Vermouth asked me to bring it to you, don't kill me."

GIN threw the kitten with no teeth into Conan's arms so rudely with a blank face, and then left without saying anything.

So, what's going on here?Want him to keep the cat?

Conan really can't figure out what GIN is thinking at this time, just like Akai Shuichi said, he will never guess what GIN is thinking, he is too fickle.

And this cat is from Vermouth?Does that mean she is also in Germany?

Conan began to become thoughtful thinking about this possibility.

In the corridor not far from the door, Vermouth looked at GIN walking towards her, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

"It's really surprising. I didn't expect GIN to borrow my name to give the silver bullet gift. Should I feel honored?"

The smile on the corner of Vermouth's mouth couldn't stop. Thinking of GIN's serious nonsense to the silver bullet just now, she felt that this made her feel happier than any joke, isn't it so rare?

"You talk too much."

GIN gave her a cold sideways glance, and almost pulled out the gun and killed her.

"I have no objection if you want to make Silver Bullet happy, but you can't just lock him up like this for the rest of your life. GIN, you can't lock Silver Bullet's heart away."

"Don't think I'm afraid to kill you, Vermouth."

Speaking of GIN, he took out a gun and directly pressed it on Vermouth's head.

"I hope you won't regret it then."

Not paying attention to the gun on his forehead, Vermouth left after speaking.

Good luck with the silver bullet.

In the room, Conan put the toddling kitten on the carpet. Looking at its wobbly appearance, it should have been brought here before weaning, which is really what this group of people will do.Seeing its 'meow meow' like it was hungry, he sighed helplessly, and pressed the electric bell on the table. After a while, someone opened the door and came in, but it wasn't the servant who came, but GIN.

Conan looked at GIN who appeared at his door again in a daze. Shouldn't this guy leave? Why did he come back again?

"What's the matter?"

GIN remained expressionless, looked at Conan coldly and asked.

Isn't that what he should ask?What's your business!He obviously called a servant, so what are you doing here is none of your business!

Conan felt that his blood pressure was about to rise.

"It's hungry, and I want to ask someone to send a feeding bottle and diluted milk." Conan said as he bent down and hugged the little milk cat that was still flopping on the carpet back into his arms, smoothing its fur.

"It seems that you like it very much." GIN looked at Conan who was holding the cat and said, then habitually took out the Seven Star cigarette and lit it.

"It is indeed much cuter than some people."

Conan rolled his eyes as he spoke, then frowned slightly when he smelled the smoke, turned his head away reflexively, and took a step back.

"The things will be delivered later."

He didn't overlook Conan's actions, and seeing the kid want to cough but didn't dare to cough, GIN didn't expose it, but left the room with a cigarette in his mouth after leaving a sentence.

The moment he left the room, he heard a small coughing sound from the room, mixed with a curse or two.Something like 'pervert, bastard, bastard'.

GIN had an imperceptible smile in his eyes when he heard this, but he was not angry.After ordering the people in the kitchen to deliver the things, GIN called VODKA and told him to stay at the villa, but he booked a plane ticket and flew to France.

No one knows what he does in France, but it seems to be a matter of course. GIN will fly to France every two months to supervise the organization's underground business, so no one will find out what he will do besides doing these things.

But the only one who really knew what he was going to do was Bourbon.

In this way, the two lived peacefully for three days without seeing each other. Three days later, GIN returned to the villa late at night, almost knocked open the door of Conan's room, and took Conan who was still sleeping on the bed with the kitten in his arms. Woke up straight away.

Before Conan could react, he felt a black shadow falling towards him. With great difficulty, he resisted the heavy body weight of the opponent, and the little milk cat in his arms crawled out quietly, staggering along the The edge of the bed sheet slid to the floor, and he nestled into the small nest under the bed with an aggrieved face, curled up into a ball and fell asleep in a daze.

"Gin, what's wrong with you?"

Conan pushed hard, but there was no response. He suddenly felt something was wrong, and then felt a little sticky under his hands. He opened his hands and saw that they were covered with dark red blood.

Frowning, Conan took a lot of effort to push the person off his body, looking at GIN who fell on the bed and passed out from exhaustion, Conan struggled a little.

The current GIN has no power to resist at all, he can take advantage of this moment to ignore him and let him bleed to death like this.However, he couldn't do it.

Just like what he once said himself.

Maybe there is a reason for killing people, but there is no reason for saving people.

Even though he really didn't like this person, he couldn't see a person who was seriously injured and refused to save him. Maybe this was really his weakness, so he couldn't escape from this person's grasp.

Sighing helplessly, Conan got out of bed and found the medicine box. The moment he opened GIN's clothes, Conan couldn't help gasping.

The wounds on his arms were not serious, but the wounds on his abdomen and shoulders were not so serious. His shoulder was pierced through, and he was shot in the abdomen, but the bullet was stuck inside. If he didn't take it out Definitely life threatening.

Conan's hands were trembling a little, and he fumbled nervously to grab a pair of tweezers from the medicine box. Looking at GIN's pale face, which had lost too much blood, Conan closed his eyes to calm himself down desperately.

Using some techniques he had learned in forensic science, Conan concentrated and took a long time to get the bullet out, but it also made him a little bit exhausted, after all, this was the first time he did such a thing thing.Until now, the trembling feeling can't be calmed down.

After the bullet was taken out, Conan quickly stopped the bleeding of GIN, and then covered all the wounds on his body with medicinal gauze and tied them up. He also managed to fix the wound on his shoulder.

After working hard all night, Conan was a little tired.But it's not over yet.

Bringing a basin of water, he wiped off the blood stains on the other party with a towel. Conan, who really didn't have the energy to change the other party's clothes, simply put him on the bed and covered the other party with a quilt. Fell asleep on the side.

Conan woke up very early the next morning, but GIN still hadn't woken up. He raised his hand and touched the other's forehead in a daze. It seemed that he had a high fever.

Conan couldn't help but sighed deeply.

What evil did he do in his previous life? It's okay for this guy to torment him normally, but now he's even worse to make himself unable to relax.

He helped him up and gave him antipyretics. By the way, he found ice patches to put on him, and wiped him again with a towel.After doing all this, Conan felt that he was a bit too great.

"You are really capable of torturing people... Please hurry up and stop torturing me."

Conan angrily threw the towel into the washbasin, then fell back on the bed and continued to sleep.

It was already noon when GIN woke up, and he felt his head hurt a little, but it wasn't so painful, but the injury on his body didn't hurt as much as it did at the beginning.

After thinking about it, he sat up and saw Conan sleeping soundly beside him at a glance. Looking at the bandaged wound on his body and the bullets and washbasin towels that were taken out aside, he thought this kid was taking care of himself. night.

Pulling back the quilt, gently covered Conan with the quilt, and GIN got out of bed.

His head is still a little dizzy, which should be the sequelae of fever. He has torn off the ice patch on his forehead, and the injury on his left shoulder has healed a lot, but it will take some time to recover.

Finding a white shirt and trousers from the closet, GIN went straight into the bathroom, completely ignoring the horrific wounds on his body, took a shower, put on his clothes, and left the room.

But after a while he appeared in the room again, only with an extra tray in his hand.Followed by VODKA.

"Clean up here and don't tell anyone about my injury."

"yes, Sir."

VODKA didn't ask GIN why, because he knew that the elder brother must have his reasons for doing things.

After VODKA finished packing and left, GIN walked to the bed, looked at Conan's sleeping face for a while, and decided to wake him up.

"Wake up and eat."

Gently patted Conan's face to try to wake him up, but some people didn't buy it. Conan, who was tired all night, couldn't wake up so easily. He is a person who likes to sleep. It must be very annoying to be disturbed in his sleep. Displeased.

Conan frowned and buried his face in the quilt as if to escape, and purred in a daze like a baby, no different from the little milk cat sleeping under the bed.

"Woke up."

"Five more minutes..."

Conan continued to bury himself in the quilt as he spoke, curling up his whole body.

GIN looked at the little detective who was wrapped in a quilt and began to act coquettishly, and raised his eyebrows in disbelief. Is this being coquettish?unconscious?

Thinking about it, GIN did something that would surprise anyone.

"Hey, get up quickly, there is lemon pie today."

GIN sat on the edge of the bed, bent down and stroked Conan's hair, and whispered in his ear.That voice sounded unexpectedly gentle and... sexy?

If his gentle and pampering appearance is seen by his subordinates, they will definitely feel that the end of the world is not far away, even Vermouth will have goosebumps.

Looking at Conan who was still huddled into a ball and refused to move, GIN sighed helplessly, and carried him out of the bed without saying a word. Feeling a bit cold without the quilt, Conan subconsciously leaned towards the source of warmth. He walked over, buried his face in GIN's arms and refused to come out, and he had no intention of waking up.It can't be his fault, who made him really overwhelmed last night.

GIN didn't have any adverse reactions to Conan's burrowing into his arms. Instead, he held someone's body with one hand and came to the dining table, letting the other person lean into his arms, and then he fed it like feeding a small animal. Feed food into Conan's mouth, and the person in his arms cooperated. He obviously didn't wake up, but subconsciously opened his mouth and bit the spoon that was stretched out.Such a quiet time to eat is also rare, so GIN is not impatient, but enjoys it, and it is about feeding small animals.

After feeding Conan, GIN didn't ask for the other party's opinion, but directly called Vermouth.

"Take two pieces of children's clothes and wait until you return to Japan."

After speaking, he hung up the phone regardless of the other party's reaction.

Then he called VODKA to bring the little milk cat under the bed, covered Conan with his coat, and the two left the German villa.

VODKA is holding the bamboo cage containing the kitten in his hand, with a row of black lines behind his head.

Brother, what's the matter with you recently? !

Seeing the kitten in the cage poking out its head curiously and staring at him innocently, VODKA felt that the world was too scary.

And Vermouth, who was hung up by GIN, now felt that he was in the mood to beat him up, but when he thought that those two clothes were for the silver bullet, he regained his good mood.

It’s not without reason that GIN decided to return to Japan suddenly. He took Conan out of the country and now has to go back to Japan. GIN is very upset about this.But there is no way, the adult seems to have noticed something, and he wants to find Shirley's trace as soon as possible, because he suspects that Shirley's disappearance has something to do with Kudo Shinichi's disappearance.After all, if such a famous detective really died, the news would not be reported.

Although he didn't want to put Conan back, but if he stayed by his side, the gentleman would notice one day, which was not something that would make people happy.

Kudo Shinichi is his prey, and he will never let him fall into the hands of anyone else.

"How could coolguy sleep so deeply?"

Vermouth looked with interest at Conan who was sleeping comfortably in GIN's arms.

"I was tired last night." GIN explained concisely.

But this explanation is like a blockbuster, and it blows Vermouth's mind.

"Tired? Why are you tired? Last night? What did you do to coolguy last night?" Vermouth looked at GIN as if he had thought of something, "You are not GIN, you know Coolguy is still a child now, you are too hungry and dissatisfied! I didn't expect you to be this kind of person! Beast!"

GIN squinted his eyes, and then gave Vermouth a hard look. Will this woman die if she doesn't speak?

"I think it's time to fill up your brain hole."

Hugging the obediently sleeping kitten in his arms, GIN didn't bother to pay attention to Vermouth, a crazy woman.

Is he one of those hungry people?He also knew that the kitten in his arms was a child, and he was not so beastly yet.

No, who said he was a beast.