Conan Dressed As Gin

When Shan Heqing woke up, he found himself sitting in a noodle shop in China Street, staring at the bowl of fried sauce noodles in front of him.

Before he could understand the situation, he felt a hunger pang in his stomach. Shan Heqing hesitated for a while, took apart the chopsticks, and ate the noodles in front of him.

"Drink—" There was a low, inaudible inhalation sound, and the man's laughter. The laughter was very familiar. Shan Heqing looked up and swept away.

At the next table sat an uncle with a mustache, a young and beautiful girl, and a little boy with glasses.

It was the uncle with the moustache who was laughing strangely. And the reason why this laughter is familiar...

...that's Conan? Xiaolan? Maori Kogoro? !

Shan Heqing's mind was a little confused. Has he actually entered the world of anime? Why is Conan looking at himself in such horror, his pupils are so frightened...

In his mind, memories of guns and assassinations suddenly flashed, as well as boundless black... wine names... The most numerous of them were one name.

Belmod called him with a smile.

Vodka called him cautiously.

BOSS misses him so much.

…Gin.

GIN.

—Shit, have I turned into gin? !

Shan Heqing glanced at Conan in shock. Seeing that he was acting like a child, he stalked Xiaolan and Uncle Maori to leave here.

"Oh? Why! Our noodles are ready! Do you want to pay for nothing? Be quiet, boy!" Mouri Kogoro didn't appreciate it, and punched Conan on the head.

Conan held his head and sat silently. But his anxious and fearful eyes occasionally swept towards Shan Heqing covertly, like sitting on pins and needles.

Shan Heqing held his head to slowly receive the memory, and was distracted to pay attention to Conan's situation.

He sneered in his heart: No wonder Shinichi was so easily discovered by Gin at that time. With the memory of Gin, he can easily spot Conan's seemingly hidden eyes, which are as obvious as the lights in the fog.

He shook his drowsy head, and looked sharply at the wine glass on his left. Then he cast his eyes on the owner of the noodle shop, a middle-aged man.

When the middle-aged man saw his gaze, he turned his eyes in a panic, and the bowl in his hand was so frightened that it overturned.

Shan Heqing subconsciously smiled cruelly at him with a sign of gin. The middle-aged man caught his breath. Shan Heqing felt that the breathing of a little boy next to him was also stagnant.

Shan He Qing, who had received the memory, knew what was going on.

Gin is busy with a task and is sitting in the noodle restaurant wanting to have a meal. Unexpectedly, the owner of the noodle shop seemed to want to kill someone, and happened to choose gin. He smeared a circle of poison on the rim of his drinking glass. After drinking a sip of wine, Jin Jiu, who immediately noticed something was wrong, wanted to save himself quickly, but he didn't expect the sheet Heqing to pass through.

The owner of the noodle restaurant looked at the target who was poisoned by him, took a sip of poisonous wine, and then leisurely... began to eat noodles! !

Shan Heqing stood up, and with a twist of his palm, the gun was already secretly held in his hand.

He approached the shopkeeper and asked in a low voice in his ear, "Are you surprised that you didn't kill me?"

His aura enveloped the shopkeeper, and the shopkeeper couldn't help but start to tremble.

Shan Heqing held his shoulder with one hand, and put the gun on the back of the shopkeeper with the other.

The shopkeeper trembled and followed him away. Shan Heqing glanced around, but didn't see the camera in the store.

On the contrary, it was Conan, who kept clenching his fists and staring at Shan Heqing's movements with gritted teeth, hesitating whether to stop him or not. It looked like he was about to stand up, and Gin stared at him thoughtfully for a few seconds, making Conan look stiff.

When he went out and turned into the toilet next to him, he didn't hesitate any longer. When he turned around, he was shot. The noodle restaurant owner clutched his chest and was speechless. Then he fell to the ground and died of anger.

Shan Heqing put away his gun, only to feel that killing himself is as natural as drinking saliva. It seemed that Gin's memory had an effect on him.

This kind of person who wants to kill him must not live in this world.

He made a phone call according to Gin's habit and reported the address and person. This is the aftermath department of their organization.

Usually they kill people by themselves, but recently the aftermath department has been added. In fact, the main contact with the police is to stop the investigation.

Shan Heqing's move is purely to prevent the difficult Conan.

He put the gun away, returned to the noodle shop as if nothing had happened, glanced around, and saw that Conan's table had already started to eat. Only Conan, who is still in a hurry, looks at the door from time to time. Seeing that Jinjiu came in again and the boss disappeared, he gritted his teeth and clenched his phone, as if he wanted to make a call.

Shan Heqing has been a Conan fan since childhood. Seeing Conan's appearance as an enemy, he couldn't help but have a bad taste - also to divert Conan's attention.

He turned to Conan's table and looked down at Conan: "Conan, it's you." Conan's pupils shrank suddenly, his body tightened, and he forced a smile to pretend to be a child: "Hey, but who are you, uncle? ?"

"Conan, don't make trouble. Dad is just too busy, so he has to foster you. Don't make trouble, okay?"

Shan Heqing rubbed Conan's head.

He looked at Xiao Lan who looked at him suspiciously, put a gentle tone, tried to soften the expression on his face, and melted away the look of a bad person.

"This is Miss Maurilan, and next to him is Mr. Kogoro Mori, the famous detective. When we first met, I was Conan's father, Edogawa Kawasaki. Thank you for your care."

He turned around and crouched down. When he faced Conan, his face was indescribably terrifying and cold, but his tone was softer: "Conan, I have a gift for you when I come back this time. Don't make trouble, okay?"

"Ah, so you are Mr. Edogawa! This child is very good here, and I would like to thank you for the 1.5 million yen hahahaha!"

Mouri Kogoro graciously stood up and shook hands with him, rubbing his head and laughing proudly.

Xiaolan looked at him suspiciously, and asked Conan in a low voice: "Conan? Is this person really... your father? I always feel like I've seen him somewhere?"

Conan is like falling into an ice cave.

Jinjiu clearly investigated Xiaolan and his uncle and him! Damn... If he refuses, maybe uncle and Xiaolan are in danger!

The author has something to say: the new article is open. This article has no cp. But the protagonist Shan Heqing is biased towards Conan, and he is not abusive, everyone can rest assured.

1.5 million yen is equivalent to 100,000 RMB. It's a lot of money for foster care.