"That has nothing to do with you," Borse said indifferently.
After thinking for a moment, he suddenly stopped pursuing the answer to his initial question. Instead, he turned around with extreme casualness, raised his hand, waved it dismissively in the air. "Forget it, just leave."
“You—!” After exposing someone so casually, he was just going to kick them out?!
Because you'll come looking for me again sooner or later," he said with certainty. "However, if you don't leave now, it will be too late.
Lai stared at him in silence for a while, before finally deciding to trust the man's judgment, turning and running toward the other side of the street.
Only after the Boy's figure had gradually disappeared did Borse slightly tilt his head.
He reached out his hand, blocking the light before his eyes, three seconds later, he lowered his left hand and spoke: "Come out."
Nana obediently walked out.
"Zhenjun.." she said slowly, his voice extremely low and light, as if she might vanish into the wind at any moment.
The black-haired youth turned his head to look at her, the obsidian luster that had originally been in his eyes having vanished, replaced by a clear and cold shimmer of green.
..
How did you recognize me?
Gin, still maintaining the appearance of his subordinate, asked his casually, though he had already known the answer in his heart for a long time.
“Zhenjun intentionally let me know, didn't he? It's not like I'm an Idiot.” Nana shrugged, then added, “But.. I really didn't expect that Child to—no wonder Zhenjun interrupted my conversation with him both times.”
“His identity is not that simple,” Gin reminded Nana simply, lest this girl be swallowed whole without a trace.
I know!" Nana stuck out his tongue: "But I actually had a hunch.. after all, you've been watching that boy quite closely—it's not like you're a pedophile.
He gave a playful wink.
“Then stay out of it.” Gin reminded coldly. “However, you can continue to involve yourself in this case—just stay close to Kindaichi and Edogawa.”
"Huh?" Nana's eyes widened in confusion, he let out an unintelligible sound of bewilderment.
The two of them casually found a secluded path that happened to have some seating, so they simply sat down to chat—Nana even bought two drinks from a vending machine by the roadside, handing a Black coffee to Gin.
It had also been a long time since they had seen each other.
"Keep close to them," Gin said, his eyes lowering slightly.
Although the previous black eyes were quite handsome, Nana still felt that Gin's own green eyes suited him better.
The man's low, mellow voice rang out again; no longer using a voice changer, his voice had returned to the version Nana was familiar with: "After this, moving near the Mori Detective Agency, or near the Kindaichi family, would also be fine."
Nana fell silent for a moment, then lifted his eyes to look at Gin beside him. "Zhenjun."
The Black-haired girl's voice was slightly dry: "Are you going to do something.. something dangerous?"
Gin did not answer.
Indeed, what he was about to do was very dangerous.
It was dangerous enough that he would allow, or even guide, Dan Nani and Conan into contact, dangerous enough that he would place Dan Nani in a place where he could not see him.
It was even dangerous enough that—
In front of Akai Shuichi, using his Borse identity, he did not deliberately keep his distance from Nana—he had already been caught by Akai twice while in the same space as Nana, he did not stop Nana's gaze from unconsciously drifting toward him.
And he clearly knew that once he had hinted his identity to Nana, Nana would inevitably pay subconscious attention to him—this kind of attention would not attract the attention of those who were unaware, but it would certainly not escape the eyes of Akai Shuichi, who knew his identity as a Borse member and was secretly watching him.
He is deliberately drawing the F. B. I.'s attention to Nana.
Nana's identity was beyond reproach; even his years of detective career had, to some extent, earned his a certain level of goodwill from the Police. Being noticed at this moment might have cost his a bit of freedom, but it would serve as a line of defense.
Suspicious of him, they would pay attention to Nana, what Nana needed was exactly this kind of attention that could serve as protection when necessary.
However, there was no need to say these things aloud.
He thought.
"It's nothing," he said.
However, Nana shook his head.
This.. Zhenjun, you're being very obvious too!
Nana's clean, cool green eyes reflected his silhouette, carrying a faint hint of bitterness.
I won't ask right now." Nana stood up from his seat, turned toward Gin, said earnestly, "But if there is anywhere you need me, you must, you absolutely must tell me!
“I'm not afraid of danger.” The Girl's eyes were faintly brimming with tears. "But I'm afraid that the people around me.. will disappear again."
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Author's note: (1) The Little boy's illness is similar to the illness of the female lead in Orphan's Resentment.
Everyone should have already guessed Borse's identity.
The most obvious hint was, of course, that time with Nana.. Next were his gun and cigarettes, the "Left hand" I've been emphasizing—Gin is left-handed.
Of course, there were also several other clues that everyone might have missed.
"I have never been one to waste my effort," was Gin's original line.
In addition, when Borse makes his appearance, there are descriptions such as, "He looks to be only twenty-two or twenty-three, with black hair and black eyes, tall with long legs," and "His ink-black eyes are like glass beads, letting no light through."
In reality, Borse's eyes are usually hollow and numb when facing outsiders.
And here, Borse's eyes were "black eyes, exceptionally cold, like a frozen lake that never thaws, exquisite as ice and jade." — they were quite cold and sharp; PS: I have previously used "exquisite as ice and jade" to describe Gin.
Besides these, there are actually more, but those are not very important.
..
Gin had many intentions for using Borse's identity, one of them was Nana.
He did not want his relationship with Nana to be exposed, he also intended to have Nana establish a connection with Conan and the others while drawing the attention of the FBI toward him. Therefore, he used Borse's identity and deliberately gave Nana hints, precisely because once Nana knew, he would unconsciously keep an eye on him.
At the same time, he had also accurately calculated Akai's thoughts.
—Therefore, for Gin, seizing the initiative in the Plot is a terrifying thing.
..
Nana is a good girl, but his luck is actually quite poor; his Family are all dead, she is deaf in his right ear, she had a one-year gap in his identity when she changed his name—she lived through that year in total despair. Although her Boyfriend is powerful, she is unwilling to let him take risks.
In fact, the only two strokes of luck for her were meeting Gin and Yaji. However, every stroke of luck came at the cost of her being tormented.
By comparison, Haibara Ai is actually a bit better off than her, but he is still quite pitiful. Sending a hug to Haibara Ai.
Speaking of which.. if there were really an original character in the Black Organization playing on easy mode.. I personally think it would be Heine.
This guy is basically fine as long as he doesn't go looking for trouble—Gin gets along quite well with him, both his sister and father protect him. He has a way out even if he leaves the Black Organization, his father can't wait for him to come home.
But.. ahem, no more spoilers.
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Afterward, Qinchi will trade insults from a distance, it will be a while before Amuro makes his appearance. Oh, two others who haven't appeared for a long time will also make a brief appearance.
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Thanks to Zuili Hongzhuang Little Angel for the two mines, love you, mwah~
Chapter 142 Chapter 126 "Is there more reinforcement?" Akai..
Having successfully found the files regarding 'Silver Bullet' and the location where the Solution is stored within the USB, Gin held the two newly acquired sealed syringes in his hand, falling into deep thought.
The syringe, with its eerie color, seemed shrouded in an ominous mist under the sunlight; however, considering how incredible its function sounded, it was somewhat understandable.
Gently shaking the syringe, the liquid trembled with the force of Gin's wrist.
The latter rolled her eyes in disgust.
I wonder if this thing even has an expiration date.
She made a phone call to naturally contact Pino, claiming he had something to hand over to her for research. Upon hearing this, the expressionless Researcher's lips twitched, her voice carried a hint of grinding her teeth, while the Finger that pressed the hang-up button turned white at the knuckles from the force.
However, their family's eldest young lady gave a slight smile, she could only yield to him.
However—
Even if you're already working with Sheila, can you please stop bossing me around so effortlessly!
After settling the matters, Gin took the opportunity to give Borse a phone call.
Since his trip to Russia, he had tracked down a great deal of useful information. As it happened, Borse was staying at home, so he took the opportunity to use his subordinate's identity.
And the real Borse—
“I don't know what you are planning, but I was discovered by you, Gentleman,” the black-haired youth on the other end of the communication said, his eyes hollow, yet a slight, involuntary curve formed at the corners of his lips. “I will obey your orders, no matter when they come.”
The Youth's voice, clear and mellow, traveled through invisible radio waves across hundreds of kilometers, sounding slightly distorted. However, the unwavering adoration within it was still clearly conveyed.
Gin had long since grown accustomed to such blatant adoration and trust; however, even now, he let out a soft click of his tongue.
“Continue to keep an eye on Madra—.. just make sure she doesn't find out.” After a brief hesitation, the Silver-haired man spoke the second half of the sentence with a hint of uncertainty.
He rarely spoke in such caring tones, at this moment, his throat even felt a little itchy, but hearing Borse's tone become slightly more cheerful on the other end, his own mood somehow improved a little as well.
He.. had never disliked such wholehearted, positive emotions.
Sincere, genuine, devoid of any expectations or ulterior motives—even after learning of his true nature and coldness, she still offered up his heart so earnestly.
Gin raised his hand to cover his eyes, after a moment, he slightly closed them.
He stood up.
"Borse," called Vermouth, who had not yet shed his disguise.
He nodded slightly in response, maintaining his usual silent and cold demeanor.
Choosing Borse as a target for disguise had one important element: they did indeed share some similarities—and compared to others, he knew this capable subordinate much better.
It would be like if he had to choose an enemy to disguise himself as, he would most likely choose Akai Shuichi—Amuro Tooru is also a possibility, but the latter's personality is not quite consistent with his own.
What a pity.
"Our mission failed, didn't it?" Vermouth, disguised as a gentle youth, walked over leisurely. Even as he spoke of such an unsatisfactory result, he remained calm and composed—as if this mission failed was nothing at all.
Gin gave a cold response, "He is already dead."