Conan: Eternal Darkness

Chapter 157: Kurosawa Silver's Dream - Fatty Hara Kei

"Why don't we sleep here tonight?" EighthPawnshop was so tired that he didn't want to move, and suggested, "It's not that he hasn't slept anyway."

"It's raining tonight." Gin broke EighthPawnshop's fantasy with a blank face, "Light rain."

"And we have to go back and change clothes at night," Chivas looked at the bloodstains on his body and the sniper rifle behind him, "I don't want to get into trouble."

Jin Jiu stood up first, "Go back and clean up before resting." He put on the sniper rifle and stretched out his hand to pick up EighthPawnshop and Chivas. I believe that after tonight, the relationship between these three will definitely improve to a higher level. After all, they both have Had a friendship buried together.

"Ow," EighthPawnshop screamed, rubbing his waist and arms, "I'm dying, my back is sore."

"Who slept with you?" Chivas couldn't help teasing, and got a bad look from EighthPawnshop. If it wasn't for his lack of energy now, he would definitely fight with Chivas. The three of them didn't have their motorcycles together, so They couldn't walk together, and each went to their own motorcycle.

Gin looked at the dirty clothes on his body, and there was a sticky smell of blood on his body. He started his motorcycle and drove to the villa where they first met. The villa was very empty, not to mention pots and pans, even There is no sofa or bed, just like the kind of house that was just built.

EighthPawnshop and Chivas also arrived one after another, "Why is the island so quiet tonight, no one is seen." Chivas looked outside, not to mention people, not even a lamp.

"Tonight seems to be a ghost day, everyone has to go home before seven o'clock, and it is forbidden to turn on the lights at night." EighthPawnshop has been on the island longer than Gin and Chivas, plus the special nature of his mission Sex, so he knows more, "So, we can't even go back to the hotel now."

Gin: "..."

Chivas:"……"

"Should I be able to turn in?" Chivas said uncertainly. "The houses here are not too high."

"It's said to be Hundred Ghosts Day, Hundred Ghosts! Are you opening the window and waiting for the ghosts to come in?" EighthPawnshop rolled his eyes angrily and grabbed his clothes with disgust, but there was nowhere to take a shower.

Gin returned the sniper rifle to Chivas, took out his mobile phone and glanced at it and was ready to go out.

"Where are you going?" Chivas froze for a moment.

"Belmode is here," Gin shook the phone and replied with a blank face, there was no bragging element, but in this environment, it seemed a bit awkward, "It's about turning over the window."

Two single dogs, EighthPawnshop and Chivas who had to sit on the floor all night: "..." Showing love is dying fast!

Returning to the hotel with ease, Jin Jiu glanced at the room, his figure climbed up the windows flexibly like a cheetah, pushed the window, and it turned out to be unlocked. Take a bath." Knowing the personality of someone's cleanliness, Belmod sighed and didn't ask anything.

Gin didn't talk too much nonsense, he simply went into the bathroom neatly, rinsed briefly, washed away the **** smell, changed his clothes, and then destroyed the original clothes with special methods, and when he walked out, he smelled a strong smell. Aroma, I was hungry for a day. The hungry gin took a bowl of hot noodles from Belmod. I don’t know how to keep it warm until now. The hot noodles entered my stomach and relieved the discomfort caused by hunger. After the bowl was eaten, the gin also recovered a little bit of spirit.

"What task took you so long?" Seeing that the gin was finished, Belmod asked while packing up the disposable tableware.

"It's not about the task," Gin replied as he slumped on the bed and closed his eyes. "It's mainly the follow-up work."

"There are no grassroots personnel on the island, we have to deal with the follow-up ourselves," Jin Jiu's voice did not fluctuate, but in the silent night, there was a little more obvious fatigue, "This time it is to clear an organization."

Belmod understood in an instant, looked at Gin, who was too lazy to move his eyelids, and said with a smile: "It's hard work." That adult really knows how to use resources and let the high-level personnel bury the body? Really overkill.

Although the biological clock made Gin wake up on time at five o'clock, he was too lazy to move. Even if Belmod called him several times, he was reluctant to get up. His body cells were always active, so did the current daily training affect him? The words are the same, besides, the daily tasks are enough for his activities.

A minute before Belmod was about to leave the room, Gin slowly got up, took a minute to get dressed and washed, followed Belmod's body without waking up, and his eyes seemed to be ready at any time. Closing it, one can't help but worry that he'll bump into the wall because he fell asleep while walking.

But that's impossible because he's Gin.

"Good morning," greeted each other, and Gin stood nearby, looking out of place with Maurilan's group.

"September Wen had a great time with Maori Kogoro yesterday, so he invited us to be a guest at his place today." Belmod quietly explained to Gin, who went to perform the mission yesterday, who responded casually to show his understanding.

Yesterday they visited the September Mansion's external exhibition house, and today they directly entered the host's house, "Excuse me." They said hello politely in unison.

"Hello, I'm Yuan Jing." A chubby man in his twenties or thirties greeted with a smile, his chubby body looking very pleasing, like a Maitreya Buddha.

"Haha, you're welcome, it's like being in your own home." Jiuyuewen greeted everyone warmly, "Yuan Jing, go and prepare refreshments."

"Okay." The Maitreya-like man gently supported Ayumi who almost fell.

"Hey, Fatty," a tall and thin man hooked Yuan Jing's neck, looking quite familiar, and called the other party's nickname unceremoniously, "Go out for a while?"

"I said don't call me fat." Yuan Jing replied with a good temper, and he didn't seem to care about the man's words, "I can't do it today, I'm going to greet the guests for the owner of the September Pavilion."

Jin Jiu glanced at the chubby and good-tempered Yuan Jing, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the moment Belmod looked at him, he turned his eyes away again, making a look of lethargy.

Belmod pursed his lips, and reached out to smooth Gin's hair. He was a little helpless for someone who didn't fit in and didn't want to. After all, she also knew that Gin didn't like to get together with people.

After meeting the owner politely, Gin just slipped away and wandered in the yard, "You don't seem to like dealing with people." Yuan Jing didn't know whether it was intentional or coincidence that he met Gin sitting under the shade of a tree. , the fleshy body sat down with difficulty, keeping a certain distance from Gin, but not too far, just above the tolerance line of Gin.

"Yeah." Jin Jiu glanced at Yuan Jing, and he rarely responded to Yuan Jing's words because he didn't like talking to others.

"Actually, it's good to talk to people a lot," Yuan Jing said with a smile, his eyes were very gentle, with a shimmering light, "You don't seem to care about anything, you probably didn't remember my name, I Call……"

"Yuan Jing." Qin Jiu took the conversation lightly, Yuan Jing seemed to be stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect Qin Jiu to be able to call out his name.

"You actually know," Yuan Jing's expression became more sincere and emotional, seeing that Jinjiu had no desire to speak again, Yuan Jing took the initiative to open the topic, "I have lived on the island for twenty years, the residents here They are very friendly. I came here with a fishing boat. I was only eight years old at the time. Mr. September Wen adopted me and named me Yuan Jing. The old gentleman had no other hobbies in his life, so he liked to collect him. No matter if you are famous or not, no matter what your artwork looks like in the eyes of others, as long as he likes it, he will buy it back, and before you know it, a lot of works have been accumulated here.”

Jin Jiu narrowed his eyes slightly, listening to Yuan Jing tell about those past events, but it doesn't seem right. According to Yuan Jing, Jiuyuewen has accumulated works for so many years, but, "I don't seem to have seen it eight years ago. s work."

Yuan Jing's expression was slightly startled, "You looked more carefully than them." Then he sighed, "A fire broke out in the mansion eight years ago, and almost everything was burned down, including Mr. granddaughter."

"It's that elf-like girl. Later, someone gave Mr. Jiuyue Wen a statue of his granddaughter. In order to thank that person, Mr. Jiuyue used gold as his body and diamond as his eyes. The slap-sized doll was given to the other party."

"Take that figurine baby like eye beads," Yuan Jing's expression was a little gloomy, and then he showed an apologetic look, "Ah, I'm sorry, I've said so much, but few people will listen to me, and I feel a little awkward for a while. live."

"It's okay." Qin Jiu glanced at Yuan Jing, with a smile that was not a smile, the pine green eyes slowly opened, and the deep silence also brought clarity that saw through everything, "I'm just a little curious why you specifically came to me. Saying this, after all, you're not a person who likes to talk."

Yuan Jing's pupils dilated suddenly, he was about to say something, but Jin Jiu didn't give him the chance, "It's hard work for a slightly autistic depressed patient to pretend to be an ordinary person?"

Yuan Jing was stunned on the spot, looking at the lonely silver-haired man in horror, his mind went blank.

PS The previous life chapter has about two more chapters.

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