Conan: Eternal Darkness

In fact, Kiel didn't notice Gin when he got in the car, and the latter was so silently leaning on the passenger seat that he didn't attract anyone's attention at all.

"I was surrounded by the FBI..." Kiel briefly explained his experience that day. Thinking of the transaction with the FBI, he paused in his heart. Forget it, it's enough for his brother to be protected. Just send an extra piece of information. But who is that little boy? She actually saw through her identity completely! He even used Hondo Yingyou to force her to admit her identity.

"What's next?" Jimlet didn't say anything more after hearing Kiel's words, but asked instead, Kiel raised his head with a bewildered face, what's next? What's the meaning?

"Don't you have a plan by yourself? Ask me what to do?" Keir didn't notice that there was someone languidly leaning on the passenger seat until the gin came out. The alarm bell in her heart rang instantly, and she actually went from head to toe. Didn't even notice someone in the passenger seat? ! It's not that she is weak, but the opponent is too strong!

"I really can't hide anything from you." Jimlet laughed, seeing the shock on Kiel's face from the rearview mirror, holding the steering wheel with one hand, the white Porsche 911 parked steadily at the organization's sub-base forward.

Seeing the silver-haired man who suddenly appeared, Belmode was also stunned for a moment, but she was as smart as she was, and instantly realized who gave the chase order at that time, "Ah, Gin, I didn't expect you to intervene in this matter. Ah~"

Gin glanced at Belmod, "By the way." He didn't plan to say anything, he simply turned and entered the base. Belmod looked at Gin's back thoughtfully, and then the corners of his mouth hung up again. Charming smile, what is the matter with that adult looking for gin?

...

"Dongdu Aquarium?" Jin Jiu lowered his eyes and looked at the little boy whose legs were not as tall as his, with high interest.

"That's the world's first double Ferris wheel!" Kurosawa Yin was lying on Gin's lap with anticipation in his eyes, just like a real child, but he is indeed only a seven-year-old first-year primary school student. , Jinjiu raised his eyelids and saw the news of "large-scale power outage on the coastline of the capital's high bay" reported on TV, his eyes were deep, if he remembered correctly, Curacao was dispatched to steal the undercover list yesterday. Bar?

"Ginjiu~" Kurosawa Gin played the unique move of the youngest child - acting like a spoiled child and being cute is omnipotent - "Anyway, you're free to play, can you play with us~"

"You can go by yourself." Gin leaned on the sofa, still looking like a lazy and sloppy, but after all, he didn't carry Kurosawa Silver's soft and hard bubbles, and took three little devils to the amusement park, Although Miyano Akemi is a few years older than Gin, she is not a "little devil" at all.

It is impossible for Gin to be interested in those entertainment facilities, so only Miyano Akemi brought Miyano Shiho and Kurosawa Gin to laugh at the entertainment facilities. Gin is paid at most, and he is not short of these two anyway. Qian, the brim of the peaked cap was lowered to cover his face, and his long silver hair was tied into a ponytail, but you didn't think he was a girl strangely. This was probably a temperament issue.

The bright sunlight passed through the gaps between the leaves, leaving spots of light. Gin looked at the aquarium brochure in his hand, heard footsteps, and raised his eyes lazily, only to see Miyano Akimi, the two. What about a kid?

"They have met their classmates." Miyano Akemi has a gentle temperament, and her blue pupils are always shining with a demure luster. This is a woman who is extremely gentle. "I heard that they are helping a sister who has lost her memory to regain her memory."

Jin Jiu responded, but he had no interest at all. Since he was going to play with his classmates, he would have nothing to do with him. Jin Jiu turned around and left very neatly. He was not interested in the entertainment facilities here. Because of Kurosawa Silver's stubborn pull.

At the same time, in a warehouse in the suburbs, Bourbon and Kiel were tied to a post and handcuffed, and Jimlet, vodka and Belmore were surrounded in three directions by Kiel in a triangle. , "It seems that we are suspected of being undercover." Although the current situation is not very good, but the two undercover agents still clean up for themselves without changing their faces. Good psychological quality is the most basic requirement of undercover agents.

"The undercover list sent by Curacao seems to have your names." Jimlet sat on a wooden box in the warehouse, with a cigarette in his mouth, brown pupils with cold killing intent.

Bourbon looked around, no matter how heavy his heart was, he still had a casual chat on the surface: "Curaçao is Rum's confidant."

"Yes, she is a special person who collects information." Kiel took Bourbon's words. In this way, both of them knew that the other was undercover, and they were brothers who were in trouble.

Belmod, who was wearing a motorcycle suit, raised his eyebrows, but he didn't think it was too surprising. After all, the organized party Curacao occasionally appeared, and the two intelligence team members knew it was normal: "It seems that you know. "

In the parking lot, Belmod secretly pointed a gun at Bourbon who threatened: "Her appearance is characterized by the different colors of her eyes, that is, heterochromatic pupils."

Kiel, who had just been rescued and became suspicious because of the Curacao incident: "This is quite a famous legend in the organization."

Vodka sneered: "Looking at the past relationship, as long as you explain honestly, I will make you die a little more happy."

Neither Bourbon nor Kiel are fools. At this time, there may still be a way to live if they refuse to admit it. If they really let go, it will definitely be a dead end. They don't think Jimlet is someone who speaks his mind: "Humph , did not assassinate us but kidnapped us, it seems that the information provided by the person named Curacao is not complete, am I right?"

"Oh," Jimlet sat on the wooden box in the warehouse and raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard Bourbon's reasoning: "It's really amazing, Bourbon."

Belmod stood on the other side of the warehouse, her black tight motorcycle suit showed her beautiful figure vividly: "Before I got the list, everything went smoothly, but it was discovered by the police later, and there was an accident on the way to escape..."

Vodka took Belmode's words: "It turned out to be a memory loss."

Kiel may not know about this, but it is impossible for Bourbon to not know. After all, he was the one who desperately pursued Curaçao yesterday, although there was also Shuichi Akai.

"Then what we want to do now is not to take back the undercover list obtained by Curacao?" While Kiel tried to make Jimlet change his mind, he secretly straightened a wire in his hand, trying to open the handcuffs and escape, "Gimlet, It's not too late to confirm whether we are undercover until you read the undercover list."

"It's true, but..." Jimlet stood up from the wooden box, took out the pistol in his arms and aimed at Bourbon and Kiel, with a cruel smile on his mouth, his eyes filled with the excitement of the hunter before hunting, "I would rather This is my rule, so it's time to punish the traitors."

A bullet unceremoniously pierced through Kiel's shoulder. The severe pain caused Kiel to groan. The rest of the man slumped on the ground, panting heavily against the pillar behind him. Blood dripped on the ground, making a "tick". The sound, the faint smell of blood drifted away, and the iron wire in his hand fell to the ground, making a crisp sound, "What's the matter? Kiel, continue." Keir, who was in cold sweat, said, "You just wanted to remove the handcuffs, right?"

Bourbon looked down at Kiel, who had to squat down because of the pain, and his purple-gray pupils flashed with dissatisfaction: "Just treat your companions like this at the stage of suspicion!"

Jimlet dismissed this, and still pointed his gun at Bourbon and Kiel rudely: "It's not up to you whether we are companions or not, I'll give you a minute at the end, I'll only let the one who betrayed each other first. Watch the traitor die."

"Vodka, start the timer."

Vodka lifted his sleeves and watched the watch on his wrist enter the countdown phase: "Received, 60 seconds..."

Life is threatened, not everyone can keep their face and heart beating, and they can even talk and laugh. Although they have long been prepared to sacrifice their lives, it is difficult for them to accept it calmly when they really face it, especially It is a meaningless sacrifice, and Sherlock Holmes is only willing to accept death for the sake of the public. It is impossible to put an end to his own life for no reason. Bourbon and Keele are now in this state: "You thought I would play with you. Is this a game?"

Bourbon tried to break free from the handcuffs, and his purple-gray pupils flashed with obvious anxiety: "If I say she is an undercover, it does not mean that I am an undercover. If so, how could you find out now."

Vodka: "50 seconds."

Jimlet sneered, and didn't intend to listen to Bourbon's sophistry. What he determined would not be easily changed. Although Curacao's email could not be sent completely, their suspicions were firmly established: "Is that really the case? It seems that I am a little too gentle, Kiel." The black muzzle was aimed at Kiel's head, and the supposedly warm brown pupils were now shining with bloodthirsty luster, just like in the jungle lone wolf.

Belmod glanced at Jimlet. Although his status was not as good as them, his strength was really powerful, but he didn't know what that lord was doing recently. He kept improving the status of Jimlet and Rum. The power to cut the gin, now Rum seems to be holding her and the gin firmly.

The balance of powers is also on the verge of being broken. Originally, Rum was in charge of the research department, she was in charge of the intelligence team, and Gin was the action team. Now, Rum's status is constantly improving, and Gin is directly replaced by Gimlet. What does an adult want to do?