Conan: Eternal Darkness

Belmod woke up at 2:30 in the afternoon, stretched comfortably, and stepped on the floor with bare feet. Although the balcony was tiled, it was very hot from the sun, and the rest of the place was covered with carpets. , the soft fluff is in close contact with the feet, which is why Gin is reluctant to shoot here, cleaning the blanket is too much trouble.

Belmod saw the fresh green in the brown at a glance, walked over and squatted down and touched the grass that was crawling slowly, pressing the turtle shell to prevent it from moving, the green turtle stretched its neck, and the bean He stared at the woman holding his turtle's shell with dissatisfaction, "Is it interesting for you to bully a turtle?" A cold voice sounded behind him.

With an innocent face, Belmod looked up at the silver-haired man who was looking at her casually. From the perspective of Gin, it was like a little milk cat playing tricks. It made people want to rub two. Well, in fact he did too.

Rubbing the smooth blonde hair, it feels good to the touch, Belmod is stunned by Gin's unexpected behavior, hey, Gin, what do you think of her? !

- He really didn't do it on purpose, he just did it by accident. —by Gin

There was a moment of embarrassment in the atmosphere. Belmod smiled charmingly, but there was still a hint of confusion in his eyes, "Gin, is it comfortable to rub?" Belmod is also someone who has seen strong winds and waves. Although his brain is a little stuck, he is still Laughing at the gin.

"It's alright." Gin replied unexpectedly. Belmod's appearance just now reminded him of a cat he once raised, so he made such a move with his body and brain.

Belmode "..."

Ignoring Belmode's resentful eyes, Jin Jiu sat on the sofa, eyes half-closed, "Is something wrong?"

"What?" Belmod looked blank, as if he didn't understand Gin's sudden and inexplicable words.

"It's okay, you're going to run to me at noon?" Gin didn't bother to pay attention to a woman with a **** upper body, that time was not the time to run out, not to mention, this guy Belmod knew that he had already eaten lunch. , I only ate a little bit at that time, and tried every dish. Although it was not too small, the amount of food was probably that of an ordinary first-grade elementary school student. Belmod took a nap on the rattan chair. She should have slept last night, and there is a faint blue shadow in her eyes. There are really not many things that can make this woman stay up all night. In addition, there are many newcomers in the organization recently. Jiu Guess probably guessed it, "Which mouse was found by you?"

"You are as shrewd as ever," Belmod spreads her hands, her expression is helpless, but her eyes are full of smiles, she is close to Gin's cheek, her voice is gentle, like a lover's lingering, Belmod has her own As the woman approached, the fragrance penetrated into the nose of Gin Wine, Gin Wine opened her eyes and tilted her head slightly, Belmode smiled at him, his figure was reflected in her jewel-like green eyes, and she gently turned towards Gin. Jiu's cheek exhaled and said a code name.

Jin Jiu's eyes flashed slightly, and the corner of his mouth evoked a smile that was not a smile, "Is he..."

"It seems that you have already expected?" Belmod put the green-haired turtle in his hand, leaned on the sofa, with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, gently touched the hairs, the tortoise swayed its limbs, and its head looked around, but Just can't move an inch, "Does it have a name?"

Gin glanced at the green-haired turtle, "No."

"Gin, you're biased, you name the croton but don't name it." Belmod tapped the turtle's head with his index finger and couldn't help laughing as he watched its head stretch and shrink.

"That was made by the stupid bird himself." Gin clearly showed his disgust. Seeing the real smile on Belmod's face, he paused. This woman is too easy to be satisfied, right? Can a turtle amuse her?

"Do you mind if I give it a name?" Belmod poked the green turtle's front paw, happily teasing a green turtle that couldn't make a sound.

"Whatever." Forgive him, he couldn't understand Belmod's thinking. He raised these just for the sake of passing.

"Let's call it longevity," Belmod touched the small claws of the green-haired turtle, frowning, "do you think it's good, longevity?"

Gin half-closed his eyes, looking at Belmod like a child, not the dignified and elegant Sharon Wynyard or the innocent and proud Chris Wynyard, nor the ruthless Witch with Thousand Faces in the organization , Now she seems to have taken off all disguise, revealing her deepest and cleanest side.

Gin listened quietly to her talking to Changshou there, and suddenly realized that Belmod's mysterious charm, grace and charm are all her masks, to protect herself from the outside world, but the mask has been worn for a long time, become a part of itself.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, she will still show some real performances when she is inadvertent. These are clean and mixed in the black, which makes it difficult for people to notice. Even if you notice it, you will only think that it is her performance.

When Belmod regained his senses, it was already half an hour later. He put Changshou back on the carpet and turned to look at Gin. The other party seemed to be taking a nap, "Gin, are you not going to deal with mice?"

"What's the hurry," Jin Jiu said in a lazy voice, "Go directly to the interrogation room later."

"Huh?" Belmod froze for a moment, "You are really fast."

Neither of them mentioned what happened just now, as if it had never happened. Longevity slowly crawled into his nest, and the green mass was unusually conspicuous.

It was not until four o'clock that the two left the apartment together to organize the base, "Big Brother." Vodka first noticed Gin and Belmod, and then reported the situation to Gin, "He refused to say anything."

"You can't be a mouse if you let go of your mouth so easily." Belmod was not surprised. Looking at the blood-soaked mouse, Belmod stepped aside. She was only in charge of intelligence work. As for the rest, basically all Gin is in charge.

Gin sat on the stool slowly, looking at the information that Vodka handed him, turning a blind eye to the hateful eyes. There were not many members of the organization who knew Gin, but there were absolutely no people who didn't know Belmode. All of them were silent.

Belmod lay on the back of the seat with a charming smile, "Ito Shigenobu? The person Martini admires so much is actually a mouse~"

"I don't know anything." Ito Shigenobu glared fiercely at the two apparently high-level personnel, Belmode put his hand on Gin's shoulder with interest, "Gin, he's a tough guy again~ "

Gin quickly flipped through the document and didn't talk to him. He handed the document to Belmod and casually leaned on the chair with his legs folded, "There's no need to ask me for this kind of thing, right?"

"But aren't you in charge of this?" Belmod looked at the members of the surrounding organization, his smile widened.

"The interrogation is not under my control." Jin Jiu's eyes were very light, and he didn't care about the various eyes of the people around him, "Trouble."

"Boss, why did you call us when you found the mouse?" Zhu Xingda looked confused, and his heart sank. The silver-haired man in front of him didn't seem to care about anything, but in fact he knew a lot about many things. If he didn't say it, it didn't mean he I don't know, just because he ignores it doesn't mean he doesn't see it.

"Kill the chickens to warn the monkeys." Jin Jiu didn't care to express his intentions at all, and put them in front of you so openly.

Zhu Xing raised his eyebrows and looked at the bruised hero lightly with a look of understanding. He knew very well that at this time, the more he could not reveal his flaws... He didn't think he was capable of supernatural powers among so many members of the organization. escaped under his eyes.

The corner of Jinjiu's mouth raised a sarcastic arc, and he glanced at Shigenobu Ito, and whispered something to Belmod. The latter smiled mysteriously, and no matter how he looked at it, he felt malicious, "Don't worry, I'm the best at this~"

Jin Jiu was unwilling to stay in the interrogation room, anyway, he couldn't go to the interrogation by himself, at most he came to warn Zhu Xingda and the others.

"It's best not to let me know that you are the same as him." Gin Jiu passed by Zhuxingda and the others, and said coldly with his head turned.

"You think too much, Gin." Bourbon shrugged with disapproval on his face. He glanced at Shigenobu Ito with a smile, hiding the anger in his eyes well. Undercover in such an organization requires a lot of abandonment. Such as conscience, such as justice.

Sacrificing some people is to make a better life for the majority of people, and to maintain justice in the most unjust way. This is the "Zero" organization.

"Hopefully." Jin Jiu looked away, he knew that the identities of these guys were not that simple, but he didn't bother to care about it. The environment of the organization was very good, but the loss rate was a little high.

Compared to living in a daze, Jinjiu doesn't mind how many powerful enemies he has, enemies who can excite him, and opponents who can be evenly matched. Otherwise, life will be too boring, isn't it?

Gin, after all, is a person who walks on the tip of a knife. He ignores life and enjoys danger.

He is a ghost and a demon.