Conan: Eternal Darkness

Jinjiu put medicine on his right hand with a blank face. This medicine is specially made for their special physique that is extremely resistant to drugs. The effect is very good, but the process is a little painful.

"Do you still have this medicine? Give me some." Belmod was lying on the bed, raising his eyebrows and looking at the right hand that seemed to be intact on the surface of the gin. , looking at the bow, Gin's forehead jumped.

Throw the medicine bottle in the drawer, take out a small box and throw it to Belmore, "What's this for?" There's a small brown bottle that looks exactly like gin, and a can of spray-like thing, Belmore De shook the spray with it.

"Disinfectant." Gin moved his fingers, and Belmod replied lazily, "Thank you." He reached out and poked Gin's spine, looked at Gin's suspicious eyes, smiled playfully, and did not explain. .

…

Belmode is probably the only one who will organize team activities, but this time they are in the billiards room.

Gin unbuttoned his windbreaker, his right hand wrapped in white bandages stood out in black, standing aside with a billiard cue, watching Bourbon play billiards there, a white shirt and black bottoms, his handsome appearance was enough to attract those face controls. Screaming, with a warm smile on the corner of his mouth, no matter how you look at it, it has nothing to do with black. The blue billiard ball was hit into the hole, and Zhu Xing held a cigarette in his mouth, looking at the few billiards left on the table. , not in a hurry, "Boss," the sudden address made Jin Jiu raise his eyelids and look at the unsmiling black-haired man, "No assignments recently?"

"You haven't finished the second period yet?" Jin Jiu's eyes fell on the stage, and his voice was lazy, unable to hear joy, anger, sorrow or joy.

"I just think this name sounds better." Zhu Xingda is not as eloquent as Bourbon, but in the face of such a taciturn boss, he can only be cold if he doesn't speak. .

Jin Jiu glanced at Zhu Xingda, and didn't discuss the question about this strange name again, "Yes," this was answering the question just now, "The day after tomorrow, there is a mission."

"Gin, how could you be injured?" Bourbon put the last billiard ball into the hole, looked at Gin's right hand, and asked without thinking.

Gin "…"

"What kind of image am I in your heart?" Gin asked blankly as he watched Keren put the billiard ball back on the table.

Bourbon also realized that there was something wrong with what he said just now, and was a little embarrassed. He heard Jin Jiu's questioning, and thought for a while, "Demon King..."

Gin disrupted the triangular billiard **** with one stroke, and slammed the **** into the holes in sequence, without giving others a chance to intervene. In the hole, he responded to Bourbon's words, "Thank you for your compliment." Leaning against the pool table, holding the cue in his right hand, tossing and catching the billiard ball with his left hand, his green eyes stared at the balls, no Know what to think.

"You said, if I jumped into a pit more than ten meters deep, how would I get out?" On the bar next to the pool table, Belmode asked casually while mixing drinks. The bartending skills are very high, and he put a lemon as a decoration, and looked up at the group of men who were playing.

"Dig a hole on the edge of the pit, and climb up along the small hole." A silver-haired woman with two-colored eyes shook the glass. Her left eye was blue and her right eye was transparent, and she proposed a reasonable method.

"What if the pit is surrounded by cement? Then it's not easy to dig a hole." Belmod raised his hand and tied the loose blond hair with a rubber band, his aqua-green eyes shone in the light, and asked with a smile, " Curacao."

"You can call someone for help." Bourbon supported the table with one hand, and replied casually, his eyes flickering over Curacao.

"You can't ask for help," Belmod denied Bourbon's answer again. In fact, she didn't have a standard answer herself, it was just to adjust the atmosphere.

"It's impossible to come up by yourself, right?" Vodka is not a brain worker, and he can't think of a good answer. "Belmode, then how do you say it comes up?"

"Heh..." Gin sneered, pointed the tip of the billiard cue at the white ball, aimed at his target, and made a hole in one, "Find a needle, make a hole in the brain, release the water inside, and you can swim. go up."

"Gin, are you stupid? Where did you get so much water in your head?" Belmode was probably the only one who dared to talk to Gin in this way. She watched Gin wipe the tip of the club, and scolded it unceremoniously. .

"I don't have so much water in my head, why jump into such a deep pit?" Gin glanced at Belmod, and replied with a nobility and glamour, putting the club back in place.

Belmod "..." I always think you're scolding me, but I have no proof.

The rest of the people "..." could not refute.

"It's getting late, let's go," Belmod stretched and changed the subject simply, "Gin, please send me back."

"Aren't you riding a bike?" Jin Jiu's tone was indifferent, he moved his wrist and tilted his head when he heard the words.

"Aren't you afraid that I will be robbed halfway?" Belmod touched his chin and raised his eyebrows. The black tights he wore for the convenience of cycling perfectly showed Belmod's well-developed figure. The low-neck clothes The slender and fair neck is exposed, the collarbone is half exposed, and the gully can even be faintly seen, and there is a charming smile on that beautiful face.

Gin leaned against the billiard table, with his right hand in his pocket, and his left hand holding a mobile phone. He didn't know what he was doing. His back turned to the light, casting a black blurry shadow on the ground. Breath, elegant and dangerous, handsome and indifferent, he replied casually, "That robber is really unlucky."

The robber was so unlucky...

unlucky...

mold…

Belmod's smile froze, his fingers strained slightly, the cup in his hand cracked a few times, and his eyes shifted from the gin, "Bourbon, can I trouble you to send me back?"

"Myplsasure." With a warm smile on Bourbon's face, he performed a gentleman's etiquette. Having a good relationship with the core members will help him gain a firm foothold in the organization. Bourbon will not refuse such an opportunity. The two of them walked quickly. Leave.

Gin calmly put away the phone, looked at Chianti and the others, "Do you want someone to deliver it too?"

"I came with Coron." Chianti waved and left with her partner, Gin's gaze turned to Kiel and Curacao.

"I'm driving." Curacao shook the car key in her hand. She and Bourbon were not familiar with them at all. If it wasn't for Belmod's invitation, she wouldn't have been able to come over. She greeted Gin and left.

Now only Kiel remains.

"Scotland, you send her." Gin glanced at Zhu Xingda, and made a simple decision, stood up and left directly, you ask Zhu Xingda? What's the matter with him, wouldn't a big man take care of himself?

Gin sent his little brother away and walked slowly by the side of the road, letting the cold wind of the night blow his silver hair, and the silver lighter in his hand clacked.

Even if his right hand is injured, it cannot be defeated by anyone.

Mainly, Jin Jiu is now thinking about Ling Tian's affairs, that is Zero's name, Z is known as the Killing God, and fell three years ago. At the same time, Purgatory collapsed and countless kings perished.

Purgatory is the real hell, and the people who can survive there are all geniuses with strength and brains, but with the fall of purgatory, they all died.

But Gin is very clear that most people are definitely still alive, hidden in every corner of the world, maybe it is the boss of a multinational company, maybe it is the janitor who cleans the house, maybe even the hawker who sets up a roadside stall. Passed, indifferent, completely dormant.

"Hey, Z, you said that one day we will become one of the common people, living an ordinary life, having a lover, having children, not having to be in the company of darkness, not dyeing blood with our hands, and not having to go through hell." Wearing a mask The black-haired man leaned on his hands and looked at the place where the sea and the sky meet.

"It's impossible in this life, let's see it in the next life! Z, have you ever thought about the life of an ordinary person?" Another man sneered, his tone disapproved, but his eyes showed yearning.

"Do you want to be normal? It's enough if you die." The little boy wearing glasses had an evil smile on the corner of his mouth, "If you want, I can help."

"Fake death?" The masked man turned his head, "So many of us died together, it would be strange to be believed."

"What if... Purgatory is gone?" The little boy pushed his glasses, his dark pupils shone with a chilling luster, "Then, no one will doubt it, right?"

"Huh?" The man touched his chin, "It's not easy to destroy an island as big as purgatory, right?"

"Don't doubt my ability," the little boy smoothed the shattered hair in front of his forehead and looked at the rising sun, "I dare say that I can do it naturally."

"Then... please, I'll ask others for their opinions." The masked man smiled, looking at the sunrise, a flame called hope ignited in his eyes.

Later, purgatory was destroyed, and countless demons who were forced into **** restrained themselves and roamed the world silently and silently.

Gin held a cigarette in his mouth, and the moment he lowered his head and lit the cigarette, his eyes were dark. He knew the identities of those guys. Some of them even had grandchildren. Life was very warm and had nothing to do with darkness, because there will always be people in the world. redeemed them.

So, who is his redemption? Who can pull him out of the dark abyss?

Does this person exist?

Z, you are a complete demon, you are not qualified to be trusted by others, let alone redemption, you just wait to perish in the dark...

The curse-like words echoed in his ears, and Gin tugged, revealing a mocking smile.

Forget it, the devil is the devil, who cares.

The black figure is inconspicuous in the dark, neither dissolves in the light nor distinguishes it from other darkness.