Conan: Eternal Darkness

Gin, who was harassed by Kurosawa Silver early in the morning, was lying on the sofa in a daze, next to several children and an old man who seemed to be suffering from obesity. Yes, this is Dr. Agasa's house.

As for why Gin is here, I have to ask Kurosawa Silver. After all, he was the one who pulled Gin out early in the morning, he was the one who brought Gin here, and it was also the one who scared Conan out of a heart attack. he.

Conan felt that his smile was a little stiff, and his heart had been swiped by garbled characters. He also wanted to pretend to be a child and get close to Jinjiu to get information as usual, but whenever Jinjiu's eyes swept over him, he felt blood all over his body. It was like being frozen, and he didn't dare to think about it at all. He finally understood why every time Huiyuan encountered gin, he would tremble with fear, and he wanted to tremble too.

Jin Jiu squinted his eyes, his mind was erratic, commonly known as a daze, he really didn't understand why Kurosawa Yin pulled him here.

Dr. A Li brought some cakes and stopped them before the teenage detectives rushed over. He coughed twice to clear his throat, "You can eat cakes only if you answer my question correctly."

"Ah?" Ayumi and the others rolled their eyes half moon.

Dr. Akasa smiled and started to quiz. Gin covered his eyes with his arms expressionlessly. He really had no interest in this kind of cold joke. After some hints from Miyano Shiho and Kurosawa Gin, Ayumi successfully said the answer.

"Brother Jin En, don't you want to eat it?" Ayumi looked at the decadent gin with a plate of cake.

"No." Gin, as expected, refused, because he didn't like desserts, and because he was not used to eating with strangers, Kurosawa Gin, Miyano Shiho and Conan were not surprised by the result. , they would be surprised if Gin really took over the cake.

While Conan was eating the cake, Yu Guang couldn't help glancing at the black mobile phone on the table, like a cat scratching his heart. The detective's curiosity made him want to see it, but the existence of gin made him dare not act rashly.

Kurosawa Gin looked at Conan, snorted softly, turned to look at someone lying on the sofa, eating cake in his mouth, his voice was a little vague, "Gin, lend me your phone to play with."

Jin Jiu glanced at Kurosawa Silver, raised his chin slightly, Conan's eyes lit up, he took the phone and opened it, he didn't even have the power-on password, Jin Jiu was neither blind nor stupid, how could he not see Conan's careful thoughts, I don't know who gave him the confidence that he could gather information about the organization from him, and the mobile phone that was thrown on the table was for Kurosawa Yin, and the gin was not long after he got it, otherwise the gin would not be so carefree. Just give this to Conan.

Conan flipped through it for a long time but found nothing, except for the built-in software on the mobile phone, there was nothing left, Conan was a little dumbfounded, but he still looked over and over unwillingly.

A ringing sound made Conan turn back subconsciously, and then helplessly watched Gin take out a black mobile phone from his trench coat pocket.

Conan "..."

Looking at the new email, Gin's eyes were instantly clear, like a cheetah flipping off the sofa, all the laziness and decadence disappeared, the dark breath overflowed from him, Miyano Shiho's eyes showed fear, Conan's mind was blank, But it was only a matter of less than a second, "I left beforehand, Kurosawa Silver, that phone is for you." Before he could regain his senses, he stared blankly at the direction Gin had left until he was slapped on the head by Kurosawa Silver.

"Don't look, people are long gone," Kurosawa took the mobile phone in Conan's hand and snorted, "The gap between you is like a cloud of mud, and with such obvious eyes, do you think you are blind for gin? "

Conan ate the cake feebly, ignoring Kurosawa Yin, although he was very unwilling, but he had to admit that what Kurosawa Yin said was correct, just inadvertently revealing murderous intent can make him lose all fighting power, then ...face to face?

Jin Jiu didn't know how his momentary aura showed Conan's feelings. Even if he knew, he wouldn't care. He was already in the car, and it was an email from that person just now——

[Belmode is in danger. 】

With an address attached, pine green pupils shone with wolf-like luster, Belmod's mission this time seems to be to investigate the intelligence of an arms dealer, so that the woman can send a distress signal, tsk...

The organization has already gathered manpower, Chianti, Coron, Calvados, three snipers, and dozens of members whose gins can't be named, looking at the location displayed on the phone, Bi Eyes darkened.

And... it takes half an hour to arrive, which is still calculated at his speed, and others estimate that it takes more than forty minutes.

A black Porsche is blazing fast on the road.

On the other side, Belmod was short of breath, her water-green eyes were full of sternness, her clothes were stained with blood, and her blond hair was a little messy, but this did not affect her appearance at all. There was only one bullet left in the pistol, and There is only one dagger left, this is a trap, a trap to lure her to come, do you want to fall here today?

Belmod doesn't really want to think about what will happen to her after she is caught. From Tokyo to here, at the speed of gin, half an hour is enough, and then add the time to break in to find her... that is Say, she has to hold on for more than 40 minutes, relying only on a dagger?

Belmod smiled bitterly. He knew that this situation would happen. He should have brought the gin when he was performing the mission. Belmod directly ignored the others. Anyway, he came here as a gift. It doesn't matter if he is there. Like an ace and a dozen minions, which would you choose?

Belmod's combat effectiveness is actually not bad, but it can't stand this kind of wheel battle. Using the guns and ammunition in the hands of the dead to shoot accurately, a shot was shot in the calf, a shot in the left arm, and a beautiful face. Stained with someone's blood, a sense of dizziness came. Belmod knew that this was a symptom of excessive blood loss, and bit the tip of her tongue to keep herself awake. She noticed the people who were gradually surrounding her, Belmod's beautiful eyes. In the middle of the flash, he pointed the gun at his temple, and the last bullet of the killer was reserved for himself.

But someone shot the gun in Belmod's hand first. It wasn't gin, but a tall man, who was the object of Belmod's investigation this time - arms dealer Claude, Claude is not ugly. , the facial features are straight and the eyebrows are sharp, the skin is a healthy wheat color, but a deep scratch on the left eye destroys this beauty, making him a little more brutal.

"I didn't expect your organization to do what you want, and send me a great beauty." Claude looked at the dazzling Belmod, who was a little embarrassed but still beautiful, with admiration and admiration flashing in his eyes, no matter the strength of the other party. Still good-looking, it's all very appealing to him.

"Then I really thank you for your compliment." Although he was in trouble, Belmod was still calm and did not seem flustered at all. He was even in the mood to straighten his hair. The dizziness caused by blood loss became more and more serious. Mod's face was also a little pale.

"Are you delaying waiting for your companion?" Claude seemed to see Belmode's intention, with a smile on his face, although the smile was not really kind, "Don't think about it, I sent someone to intercept it halfway. They, there are also a large number of people here, unless it is a ghost, it is impossible to break in."

Belmod's heart sank, "Catch her." Claude didn't want to waste time. The moment he gave the order, the surrounding armed personnel acted directly. Belmod was not kicked as a humanoid weapon. After flying the only dagger left on her body, she was unarmed, and was quickly restrained and unable to move. Women themselves had a gap with men in terms of strength, not to mention that Belmode was not good at fighting.

Claude took off his gloves and touched Belmod's cheek, his eyes flashed with amazement, looking at Belmod up and down as if he were looking at commodities.

Belmod is all too familiar with this kind of look. She knows that she has no resistance at all, and she is thinking about countermeasures while calculating when the gin will arrive.

Then it was sad to find that she had no second way to go, all the weapons on her body were seized, and Claude still left people outside, and Gin would not be able to come over for a while, and she wanted to live. The only way out is to have some relationship with the man in front of her, and use this time to wait for the gin to come, but... she doesn't want to.

Belmod would rather commit suicide than be **** by a strong woman. Her pride and dignity do not allow her to be forced to bear this, but she can't even commit suicide now. The cotton stuffed in her mouth makes it impossible for her to bite her tongue and be restrained. The limbs that were living kept her from moving at all.

Watching Claude take off his shirt, revealing his eight-pack abs, his body lean and full of explosive power, Belmod could feel his shirt being ripped open, and then he was walking with his hands.

The feeling of nausea stimulated the brain for a moment. At that moment, Belmod really wanted to die. Is she destined to escape? Claude was already close to her body, and the people around seemed to take it easy, holding her firmly.

A sense of despair filled her mind, her body was very cold, and even if there was fiery heat close to her, she could not feel the slightest temperature. Belmod's eyes were empty, and Claude was allowed to move.