Detective Conan empathy

"Has the stuff arrived yet?"

Conan, who once again connected with the number one killer of the black organization, heard the man's low voice asking before he had time to look at the surrounding environment.

Immediately afterwards, Conan heard a strange man's voice, which was somewhat distorted due to the passing of electric current: "I contacted you when I arrived this morning—are you still following the old rules?"

"Well, I just happened to be out on errands, and I'll find you later." The man said, and hung up the phone.

Only then did Conan realize that the man was sitting in the co-pilot's seat while the car was driving on the road. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see Vodka who was concentrating on driving.

The light in front of him was a little dim, and it was the man who raised his hand and pulled down the brim of his hat to block the sunlight coming in from the front.Then the man leaned back on the seat and took out the cigarette case from his pocket: "You go back first when you're done, I'm going to get something."

Vodka agreed: "Okay brother, is that that?"

"Ah, that's right." Conan felt the man's lips curled up, and the relaxed muscles between his brows and eyes made him guess that the man was in a good mood at this time. "After waiting for so long, I finally got it."

Does this person... want something?Judging from the man's tone, it seemed that he had been looking forward to it for a long time.

Conan secretly speculated in his heart, so, what could it be?

pistol?New weapons?Or some confidential document?

The child whose soul is a high school detective unconsciously moved his fingers——

Do you want to... go and have a look?

"By the way, I should have a package today, sent from Norway," said the man who took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth suddenly, "If you encounter it when you go back, please sign for it first."

"No problem." Vodka replied, paused and then said, "Brother, do you need to order lunch for you?"

"Book it, I shouldn't stay outside for too long." The man thought for a moment, then reached out and took out the cigarette lighter.

"Is it still Ushii curry?"

"I want to eat Chinese food today, shredded pork with fish flavor."

"Ok."

"Don't order the one from Hongyunlou. Their egg drop soup smells like rotten eggplant."

"Then let's try the newly opened Taishan restaurant this time. It is said that his food tastes good."

"Ah."

Conan listened to the trivial conversation on the man's side, and twitched the corners of his mouth speechlessly.

I always feel that the image of the organization in black shattered into scum when two big men were discussing the topic of "what to order for lunch"...

"Why do you always have a constipated expression, big detective?"

Haibara's voice suddenly came from next to his ear, Conan came back to his senses, stretched out his hand and scratched his head: "It's still because of that person..."

"It's been so long, haven't you found out the identity of that person?" Hui Yuanai squinted at him, and asked in a low voice while the teacher was writing on the blackboard.

"That person is a very ordinary otaku, there is nothing to pay attention to..." Conan has decided to hide the identity of the man from Haibara Ai to the end, "It's just that the empathy from time to time is a bit troublesome..."

I didn't hear any confidential information about the organization, but I listened to the meaningless conversation...

"Oh?" Hui Yuanai glanced at him contemptuously, then turned to listen to the teacher's lecture.

Although he got the look of "You, a great detective, sometimes lose the chain", Conan made a helpless expression on his face, but he was relieved in his heart.

If Huiyuan learns that the man is the Gin Wine that she has always been afraid of, Huiyuan will probably be frightened to the point of collapse, right?However, although it is a bit risky, this is a great opportunity to snoop on the news of the organization.

So, I'm sorry Haibara, about the fact that Gin is this man, we should keep it a secret for as long as we can.

"I, I will never leak the news of the organization! I can guarantee it!" The middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes faced the muzzle of the gun against his forehead, and cold sweat rolled down his twisted face, "So, please, Do not kill me……"

"Stop rambling, where did you hide that document?" Vodka glanced at the man who was sitting on the sofa beside him with his eyes closed and rested, and his desire to express himself in front of his elder brother prompted him to speak more viciously, "To be honest, I can still give you a good time, otherwise..."

"I, I really don't know!" The man, who was calm even in the face of difficult reporters, had long since lost his composure, and he racked his brains to recall, "The people I have been in contact with... by the way. I remember drinking with an old friend I haven't seen for many years..."

"You go back first, don't forget what I told you." Walking out of the house, Gin lifted his chin towards the vodka, then got into his car, sprayed vodka on his face, and left in a hurry .

"It seems that big brother really can't wait to get what he wants..." Vodka took out his wallet and looked at it. He estimated that it would be more than enough to return to the apartment by Shinkansen, so he walked towards the station, "I can still be patient Listening to that guy's ramblings instead of giving him a shot...Brother seems to be in a really good mood today..."

And over there, recalling what that guy said, Gin curled his lips expectantly: "Thomas Syndora...? What a coincidence..."

I got the news from Belmode that the old man is the adoptee of the developer of Noah's Ark.If that guy really took the information, he must be shut up.

In other words, he has even more reasons to get involved in that holographic game!

In addition to the limited edition BD that he had been looking forward to for a long time, which just arrived today, and the game disc sent by that woman, today is really a happy day...

In a good mood, Gin lightly tapped the steering wheel with his left index finger. Seeing that the destination was in front of him, he raised his foot and stepped on the brake.

Conan found an excuse to slip away from the class with Haibara Ai's suspicious eyes, and stepped on the skateboard all the way, relying on the sympathy of the timeless, coupled with the familiarity with the map of Mihua City, he managed to keep up with it smoothly. that man.

However, as the Porsche walked forward, Conan noticed that the buildings on both sides of the road began to change. More and more posters of anime characters, crowded manga houses, stores selling game CDs, and various anime peripherals appeared. window... It only took Conan less than half an hour to go from doubt at the beginning to astonishment later, to disbelief, to finally recognizing the facts and accepting the facts.

So, when Conan saw the platinum-blonde long-haired man in a black windbreaker and top hat get out of the car and walk into a store selling game discs and comics without hesitation, what thoughts came to his mind Too--

Ahh, I'm not surprised at all...

"Welcome - oh, have you come yet?"

Just as Gin opened the door, the boss, who was busy arranging the game discs, looked up. After seeing the person coming, he hurriedly put down his things and greeted him: "Everything is ready, take a look."

With that said, the boss took out a paper bag from behind the counter and put it on the glass counter.

Gin walked over, put his fingertips on the edge of the paper bag, and after looking at it for a while, tapped lightly with his left index finger: "Well, not bad."

The end of the words rose slightly, and Conan, who was connecting with the man's senses at this time, could easily hear the joy of the man.

Nintendo or something, limited Blu-ray disc or something, game controller or something, Gundam figure in a transparent box or something...

Conan, who originally thought that this person was about to make some major deal, followed him, now felt that he was still too naive...

Really, he is obviously a grumpy, cold-blooded and cruel killer, so he will go on honestly according to the person's design, what's so interesting about Two-dimensional!Don't tell him that this guy turned around and went back to play games after feeding him the poison/drug, this otaku! ! !

...It seems, it seems, probably, there is really such a possibility.

"..."

The high school detective who has always been praised as "Sherlock Holmes of the Heijo Era" is in a delicate mood at this moment. If I have to describe it, it is probably because I feel that I am not as important as games in this man's eyes. This strange psychological gap...

Gin walked out of the store with a bag in hand, and suddenly remembered that there was a pizza restaurant on the next street that had ordered takeout and thought it tasted good. After thinking for a while, he decided to walk there and buy a pizza to go back.

It can be regarded as a celebration of the limited edition BD of Gundam finally available.

Thinking like this, Gin didn't bother to walk across the road to put the bag in the car, so he just carried it and walked to the next street.

Conan looked at the man who didn't realize that the clothes on his body were incompatible with the surroundings and walked forward without even mentioning the car. After hesitating for a moment, he followed.

The only street in this business district sells two-dimensional items such as comics and game discs, and he also wants to find out what else this person has to do.

——You can’t just come here to buy these things!After all, he is also the number one killer of the Black Organization, no matter what, he must take his own reputation into consideration, right?

At this time, Edogawa Conan still had a glimmer of hope for this person.

However, when the corner of his mouth twitched and he saw the figure of the man coming out of the pizza shop with a pizza box, the high school student detective was silent for a moment, and began to feel that his understanding of the world was not deep enough.

Did he get into mapo tofu at the time so he had high expectations for this guy... Obviously, since the beginning of empathy, this guy's otaku attributes have been completely exposed, okay...

"Root, rob, rob—"

Just as he was dazed for a moment, Conan suddenly heard a scream in front of him, and then saw a panicked figure running towards this side.Although I was still thinking "this bag is so familiar, as if I've seen it somewhere", my body has already reacted automatically, skillfully pulled out the football belt around my waist, turned on the switch of the magnetic shoes, and aimed at the football when it hit the ground. It was obvious that the figure of the thief kicked over.

Maybe it was because he was in such a good mood today that he relaxed his vigilance. Gin hadn't reacted when he passed by the person opposite him. He didn't lower his head until the guy had walked a few steps and started running, feeling a little confused Looking at the empty left hand.

Blinking his eyes in a daze, the next second a scream from the people around him brought him back to his senses, and made him realize an extremely serious problem——

The limited edition BD he just bought was robbed by someone.

It is not an exaggeration to describe it as a bolt from the blue.

Qin Jiu raised his eyes murderously, his sharp eyes locked on the panicked figure, his dark green eyes narrowed slowly under the cover of bangs, he put his left hand into his pocket without hesitation, and touched the handle of the gun.

Just a second before he was about to pull out the gun, he saw a black and white sphere flying towards the daring bastard, hitting the mouse directly in the face, with such force that it even brought The body of the wild dog flew a few meters.

...this approach looks genuinely familiar.

The corner of Qin Jiu's mouth twitched, and he suddenly had a bad feeling.

... The little man who stands out in the crowd also looks really familiar.

... The little man also wore a pair of glasses that looked very familiar.

The premonition... came true.

Gin stared blankly at the kid in glasses who picked up the paper bag from the ground and looked at him, thinking extraordinarily calmly.

And Conan, who was holding the paper bag and looking at the man with long platinum hair not far away, had a calm expression on his face. Only he knew how much effort he wasted in pressing down the corners of his twitching mouth.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the thief lying on the ground who hadn't gotten up for a long time, and Conan wailed in his heart——

How can this kind of thing that only nerds like is worth grabbing? !Has the brain been taken away by aliens? ! !

The thief whose brain was taken away by the aliens who was still lying on the ground: "..." He hates it so much, he clearly set his sights on the woman's bag on the left, why did he reach out the wrong hand?