Detective Conan empathy

Kudo Shinichi didn't dare to go forward.

He was afraid that this was a dream—once his fingertips touched this man and the dream was shattered, he would wake up from the dream and face the reality of the man's departure.

So he just needs to stand here and look at him, look at him longer, longer, and engrave the man's appearance in his heart, because he doesn't know when he will dream about him next time.

Qin Jiu saw clearly the unignorable fear in the young detective's eyes, sighed lightly, and simply took a step forward to embrace the young man in his arms.

"Look at me, don't you think I'm fine..." The platinum-blond long-haired man held the boy in his arms with one hand, and stroked the back of the boy's head with the other hand: "It's not a dream, Shinichi... I'm back."

Kudo Shinichi opened his eyes wide.

In front of me was a blue and white striped hospital gown, and what filled his nose was not the faint smell of smoke that he was used to, but the somewhat pungent smell of disinfectant, but this embrace was as familiar as ever, and the man above his head was low-pitched The voice is as familiar as ever.

There is warmth in this embrace, and the sound of the man's heartbeat is right next to his ears, one sound at a time, calm and powerful.

Not a dream.

His Ah Zhen...is back.

Gin stroked the back of the young man's head. This little guy who had been stiff since seeing him finally moved. At first, he sobbed softly, as if he was trying not to let himself make a sound. Later, the young detective seemed to put aside all his scruples, grabbed his clothes tightly, and burst into tears.

Qin Jiu tightened his grip on the boy, even though this action made him frown slightly.

"I'm sorry..." He rested his chin lightly on the top of the young detective's head, "Sorry for making you go through this..."

The way he was... the little guy must have been terrified.Crying so much, it must be hard these days...

"You, hiccup—it's not wrong, and I didn't, hiccup—it's not your fault, hiccup—meaning..." Perhaps because he was crying too fast, Kudo Shinichi began to sob, he said intermittently, Slowly regained his sanity.Realizing that I was crying on the street, I suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

Especially when he felt the wet piece of clothing on the man's chest, he felt even more embarrassed.

Why did he give this man his hospital gown—wait a minute, hospital gown? !

Kudo Shinichi, who realized what was happening, immediately raised his head, with a nervous expression on his face: "Ah Zhen, why are you dressed like this? Were you in the hospital before? How is your body? Does it matter if you run out like this?!"

He remembered very clearly that the man's breathing and heartbeat had stopped that night, and he thought...

Gin shook his head, and was just about to speak, when a voice suddenly sounded beside him interrupted his unspoken words——

"Of course it matters—I don't recall your attending doctor saying you can get out of bed."

Hearing this voice, the man's originally smiling face pulled down instantly, and he squinted at the instant noodle bangs that popped up all of a sudden, and were especially in the way at the moment: "I know my body best, are you the FBI?" Is it too wide?"

That's right, the one who suddenly interrupted the affectionate scene of the two's long-lost reunion was none other than the top-seeded contestant who had been blacklisted by Gin for life—the FBI undercover Shuichi Akai who had worked with him in the organization for a while.

At this moment, the former FBI ace investigator has always had facial nerve necrosis, and only when facing Akemi Miyano, his face showed some subtle expressions—disgust, helplessness, vigilance, and a hint of gin. He thought he was wrong. His worries were mixed together: "No way, I'm just performing a task-although I don't want to accept the task of 'keep an eye on him and don't let him run out as soon as he is out of breath' issued by James."

"Mr. Akai, Ah Zhen...was he seriously injured?" Hearing the back and forth between the two, the young detective keenly collected some information, and couldn't help frowning.

From Akai Shuichi's words, this person seems to have just recovered, and this person is only wearing a black windbreaker, not even a hospital gown...

Could it be that Ah Zhen sneaked out of the hospital?

Looks like the doctor hasn't allowed him to get out of bed yet?

Kudo Shinichi frowned more and more.

Glaring fiercely at the FBI, who was always doing bad things when he came, Gin Jiu looked down at the boy who was still in his arms: "Don't listen to his nonsense, I've already—"

"Just transferred out of the ICU in the morning, before the endotracheal tube was removed, the nurse went out to have a meal, and this guy's bed was empty." Akai Shuichi was also very upset about the task subject who caused his workload to increase a lot. He simply ignored his stare and sold the man's fortune in front of the young detective. Light, you guys think you're almost fine, don't you? It wasn't you who had a defibrillation last night, right?"

Is it... so serious?That's right, the man's heart stopped beating for a while that night.

Kudo Shinichi's face became serious, and he looked at the man with disapproval.

Facing Kudo Shinichi's gaze, the man who didn't even pay attention to the FBI suddenly felt a little guilty: "...I still have a sense of proportion...just...just want to see you."

After waking up, Gin knew that he had been in a coma for several days, but he didn't say anything on the surface, but in fact, he immediately became anxious-he was right in front of Shinichi...how did that little detective come here these days?

Did you have a good meal?

Would you still hide in your room and cry secretly?

He knows Shinichi's personality too well. In order not to worry his family and friends, this little guy will try his best to pretend to be normal, but in his heart...

Thinking of this, Qin Jiu felt that the hospital bed was full of needles, and he couldn't even lie down.

That's why he took advantage of the gap to sneak out, wanting to see his little detective.

"I've seen it, and now I'm going back to the hospital with me." Akai Shuichi looked on coldly at this guy who just woke up and threw dog food unscrupulously.

Qin Jiu squinted: "Why do you say what you say?"

Kudo Shinichi's eyes were somewhat disapproving: "Ah Zhen, I think you really should go back to the hospital..."

Mr. Assassin, who dared even the FBI ace investigator to scold him, pursed his lips, but obediently obeyed the young detective's orders, and followed Akai Shuichi back to the hospital where he didn't want to stay any longer.

——If Sherlock Holmes in the Heisei era hadn't accompanied him all the way, maybe this person would have slipped away again halfway.

Back at the hospital, Gin was caught and scolded by the attending physician as expected. With this person's temper, he would have taken out his white coat long ago after being preached like this, but he was glared at by the young detective. The grumpy Mr. Killer has lost his temper, so he can only lie down on the bed according to the doctor's request, and accept the infusion honestly.

In order to prevent this person from slipping away again, James simply doubled the manpower outside the ward—for the busy FBI who is dealing with a series of things caused by the sudden change of the black organization, this is already It's a big deal.

"Xiuyi, I know that you and Gin are not quite right, but for the sake of the future, I still have to trouble you to keep an eye on him."

Before leaving, James told the former ace investigator.

And this made Kudo Shinichi, who skipped class and stayed in the hospital, narrow his eyes thoughtfully.

from now on?

He had some doubts whether the organization had reached some kind of deal with the FBI, otherwise the always just American police would not have sent so many people just to guard a seriously injured leader of the organization in black.

No, it would be more appropriate to call it a caretaker rather than a caretaker.

Kudo Shin took a look inside the ward, where Gin was lying on the bed like an old man, commanding Michael to switch TV channels with a remote control, and Michael was actually holding the remote control to change channels according to Gin's command. Such a scene made him feel that his My head is a little confused--

Is the FBI actually being so polite to Ah Zhen?Is this the attitude one should have towards class enemies?

"Ah, Shinichi is here too..."

Before the young detective could figure it out, a female voice wafted over accompanied by the smell of Mr. Li's garden perfume. Kudo Shinichi looked up and saw the famous American actress Chrissy Wynyard wearing a little black dress, a sun hat and a big bag. The sunglasses swayed to the door of the ward, and greeted Akai Shuichi along the way: "Long time no see, Rye, that guy Gin has caused you a lot of trouble, right? This is really a sweet burden... "

"I have a girlfriend, Belmode," said Akai Shuichi, who had a conditioned black face when he saw this witch. Guy join me?"

I really don't know what this guy likes, even if that guy is a gay, he still has a girlfriend, and he himself has his baby Mingmei, so what's the matter with keeping the two together?

Kudo Shinichi twitched the corners of his mouth; "Miss Chris..."

"Ah, I'm so sorry, Shinichi, I haven't changed my professional habits and professional habits for a while..." For the mistake of standing on Chiqin in front of Gin's real CP, Belmode admitted quite readily.

Kudo Shinichi: "..."

Why do I feel like you are having a good time?

Then, his eyes were attracted by the unattractive old man standing behind Belmode: "You...you are the old man who gave me Asuka's figure that day!"

"Small it! I'm going to suffer for you..."

When all the innocent people left, and only the young detective, the old man, and Gin half lying on the hospital bed were left in the ward, the little old man, who was very calm, calm and amiable when outsiders were around, switched modes in a second, holding his mouth in his mouth. Two hot tears were about to rush to the hospital bed.

But he was hit hard by the oncoming pillow.

The second generation of the black-clothed organization shrouded in low pressure was furious when he saw this guy, he sneered, and resolutely severed the father-son relationship with this person: "What the hell, I don't have a brazen dad like you !"

Kudo Shinichi: "..."

He seemed to understand why Ah Zhen said "close the door" when everyone was gone.

To be honest, the relationship between the big boss of the black organization and the number one killer that the police have to be cautious about... seems to be different from what he imagined...