Conan: Eternal Darkness

Scotland was an undercover police officer and died at the hands of Rye. This incident made the already high-status Zhu Xingda work more smoothly in the organization. At the same time, he was also able to contact many high-level personnel. Bourbon was not unexpected. The ground has escaped the search, and the status has also risen, but anyone with a discerning eye can see that Bourbon and Rye are at odds.

Gin kept a wait-and-see attitude, even Belmod couldn't figure out what Gin was thinking, let alone other people.

"Gin, you've always been mysterious lately." Belmod put his arm on Gin's shoulder and watched the silver-haired man drank glasses of spirits expressionlessly, with a touch of inquiry and curiosity in his tone , not annoying.

Gin casually knocked on the cup in his hand, his eyes narrowed slightly, his expression seemed to be drunk, and his eyes were slightly hazy, but also, Gin has no idea how many glasses of wine he has drunk, and those are all real For spirits, a normal person might become unconscious after three or four drinks.

"Gin," an unfamiliar voice suddenly came from the side, Belmod took advantage of the situation to look over, a man with reddish-brown hair came over, he had a plain face, and threw it into the crowd. The kind of public face that disappeared in minutes, but Belmod, who is proficient in disguising, naturally knows that the man in front of him is disguised, and that is not his true appearance. "You have been really leisurely recently." Come. The man sat on a chair not far from the gin without any hesitation, grabbed a cocktail and swallowed it in two or three gulps, just like a gesture of quenching his thirst.

Gin knocked on the wine glass expressionlessly, his eyes were half-closed, his eyes were no longer indifferent, hazy drunk, the current Gin looked extremely harmless, as we all know, drunk people generally don’t think clearly, and they drink alcohol. After waking up, I basically don't remember what happened when I was drunk. In short, it is temporary amnesia.

"Gin, you're drunk." Watching Gin pick up a glass of gin, Belmod frowned slightly, and pressed his white hand on Gin's wrist.

"No." Gin speaks clearly, and can't hear any drunkenness. If it weren't for those misty eyes, if it wasn't for the question he answered after a pause for a few seconds, Belmod would think that Gin was really not drunk. .

"Okay, okay, you're not drunk," Belmod reluctantly took the glass in Gin's hand and drank it, as if coaxing a child, and handed Gin a glass of juice by the way, completely killing a certain devil-like man As a kindergarten child, "Don't drink too much."

Gin silently glanced at the juice in his hand "..."

The reddish-brown-haired man watched the interaction between the two with interest, and his dark pupils flashed a strange brilliance, "Gin, I'm going to the Baltic Sea for a vacation, please help with the follow-up work. "

Gin's expression was indifferent, the wine glass holding the juice swayed slightly in his hand, and his eyes were hazy, as if with a thin layer of water mist, innocent and harmless, he didn't seem to hear the question from the reddish-brown-haired man, his eyes It's half closed, as if you can fall asleep in the next second.

"If you don't speak, I'll take it as your agreement." The reddish-brown-haired man smirked, full of malicious intent. Belmod's mouth had a shallow smile, and his aqua-green eyes were full of gentleness and tenderness.

"You know he's drunk, it's not good to take advantage of others' danger," Belmod's voice had a gentle smile, and his white fingers with clear knuckles gently pulled the silver hair of the gin behind him, looking at the other party's obvious Unclear eyes, voice mixed with honey, honey with poison, "Right, Bors?"

"Bermode, you don't need to protect him so obviously, right?" Poles looked depressed, but his tone was ridiculed, "Does this guy have any advantages other than a good-looking face?"

"Ah la," Belmod's mouth had a charming smile, she was a manzhushahua blooming in blood and lies, and her sweet words came at her fingertips, "Who made me love him?" Belmod's voice was lingering. , just like the words of affection between lovers, and the eyes looking at Jinjiu are full of love.

Poles was choked, raised his hand in surrender, picked up a glass of wine and took a few sips, can't he admit defeat? The title of the Thousand-faced Witch is truly worthy of the name. How did Gin win this kind of witch in the game world? It would be fine if the two of them were just on good terms, but how could gin allow Belmod to have a child with him? ! My God, this is like Mars hitting the Earth! One is a lone wolf in the snowy land, arrogant and indifferent; the other is a witch who is a disaster for the country, charming and mysterious, how did these two get together? Boers couldn't think of the reason even if he wanted to break his scalp, so he could only give up in the end. Forget it, the immortals fight, it's fine for mortals like them to see.

Poles gave up teasing Belmod, turned his eyes to the two people who were standing quietly, raised his eyebrows, "Are they the two people who have been in the limelight recently?"

"Yeah," Belmod's aqua-green eyes gleamed in the light, "it's all whisky."

"Rye and Bourbon?" Poles asked knowingly, focusing on the two members of the organization who were obviously at odds with each other. "I heard that there is also a female first person, Kiel, right?"

"Hmm," Belmode gathered his blond hair and stared at Poles with a half-smile, "what, which one did you like?"

"Don't," Poles' eyes fell on Gin, who seemed to have fallen asleep, his eyes wandering, "I don't dare to care about his people."

"Rye's reputation in the organization is greater than that of gin," Belmod said with a smile, "almost the middle and high-level people in the organization will say hello when they see him." But gin is ignored by most people. That one, even if he is so close to her, even if Rye can only be regarded as his subordinate, even if he has the name of a core member on his body, but Jinjiu has almost no prestige in the organization, almost everyone It was because he was a core member that he reluctantly obeyed his orders, and some people even doubted the authenticity of the sentence "Gin is a core member".

Poles sneered, disapproving, he was someone who knew something about what happened back then, and he wouldn't dare to provoke gin if given ten more courage, and suddenly envied Belmod, because the other party practiced his acting skills outside. She learned to change face, learn to change her voice, and did not appear in the organization at all. She perfectly avoided the period when gin and wine washed the organization. Later, no one told her the specific things of that year. After all, a group of middle-aged and even elderly members of the organization Being suppressed to such an extent by a child in the age group from elementary school to junior high school, although Jinjiu doesn't care, but they have to face it, okay? For the sake of their own face, of course, they would not mention it, and even actively blocked the events of the year. Those people are eager to maintain the current appearance of the gin. After all, once the gin is used, it will definitely be an epic disaster. "If the wolf turns back, it is not Repayment is revenge, how could a group of rabble attract the attention of the wolf king?" If it wasn't for the good relationship between Bors and Rum, he would not have access to gin. The mode of getting along, making fun of each other and joking with each other is indispensable, but it is also happy and carefree.

Belmod raised his eyebrows, glanced at Poles, his eyes flashed with brilliance, and Poles instantly felt a chill on his back. He couldn't compare to Belmod when playing with his IQ and thinking, and he was about to leave after laughing twice.

Just after walking a few steps, a slightly hoarse low voice sounded behind him, the tone was as flat as water, without the slightest fluctuation, "You only have three months." To solve your troubles, I can help you deal with the follow-up of that matter. .

Poles took a step, his eyes were dark and unclear, but the moment he turned around, he perfectly restrained, "Thank you." Speeding up and leaving this place of right and wrong, I don't know how long it took before Poles took a deep breath. His back was soaked in cold sweat, and what Rum said was true.

"Pors, that guy is not as simple as you see, his smartness is unimaginable."

Jinjiu glanced at the juice that didn't move, and her eyes were still drunk, but the sentence just now didn't sound like what a drunk person would say. Belmod's expression was also slightly stunned, and she was a little unsure about the piano. Are you drunk?

If he was drunk, what happened to that sentence just now? If he wasn't drunk, what he looks like now...

No, no, the gin was never drunk at all! This man's vigilance and self-control Belmod has seen before. It is impossible for the other party to let his brain be controlled by alcohol in this kind of place and environment. Therefore, his current appearance is simply pretending!

"Gin, is it fun to pretend to be drunk?" Belmod's voice was full of false complaints, full of grievances, and that kind of voice easily evoked a man's sense of guilt.

Gin was unmoved, his voice was clear and calm, "I told you I wasn't drunk."

Belmod "..." Which drunk person would say he was drunk?

"It's your own subjective assumption." There are no words like Lianxiangxiyu in Jinjiu's life dictionary at all, so don't expect him to have any kind of gentleman's demeanor.

Belmode "..."

Jin Jiu stood up expressionlessly, put his hands in his pockets, and his eyes fell on Zhu Xingda, "Rye, I have a mission tomorrow."

"Received, boss." Zhu Xing raised his arm, indicating that he heard it, but he soon realized that the other party didn't care whether he responded, because Jin Jiu turned his head and left after saying that.

Zhu Xing looked at the glass of juice on the table, thinking of the other party's eyes full of drunkenness, and the hidden war intent in his eyes, oh, his dear... dear old enemy.

On the other side, Jin Jiu raised his head and glanced at the night sky, his eyes were as calm as stagnant water, as dark as a black hole, as deep as the sea, and in his eyes, there was darkness.