After bidding farewell to Suzuki Yuanko and Ran Maori, Belmode took Gin to visit Kurosawa Gin again, and happened to meet the children eating barbecue in Dr. Agasa's yard, "Sister Be, Brother Jin En!"

At night, just a few friends were having barbecue and chatting, "Gin, do you have any people or things that are impressive?" Kurosawa Gin suddenly turned the topic to Gin, who was silent. They were all talking here just now, and even Belmode said something interesting, but Gin was a dissatisfied person and didn't say a word.

"Yes." Gin said casually. There are more impressive things than those who are impressed, such as being trapped in a blizzard and fasting, and finally starting to kill and eat human flesh. For example, a living person was broken and thrown into a hungry spotted hyenas, and even eating bones. For example, the person who was still talking in the last second was swallowed up by a group of mutant ants because his speed was not fast enough. For example, a whole person was dug out his eyes and pulled out his intestines by a person with bad taste. He was ripped out of his stomach and pulled out of his intestines... He was very impressed and could not forget at all.

Kurosawa Gin instantly pricked up his ears and said, "Tell me." The children's attention was attracted, and Conan was even more so. If he could find some clues to Gin's identity from Gin's story, it would definitely be a good thing!

"I used to know a little girl, seven or eight years old, and she was pretty." Gin didn't have the hobby of keeping her back. She leaned on the chair and pillowed her hands behind her head. Her tone was dull. Maybe the atmosphere is so good now, maybe the stars are very bright today, Gin easily evoked some memories by Kurosawa Gin's words, some things that happened a long time ago, and noticed the gossip of the children, and added casually, "Blonde hair and green eyes."

That was really a long time ago. When Gin was not alone, and when he had a father and mother, his excellent memory made Gin clearly recall every tree and grass at that time.

"Is it your first love?" Belmode naturally did not ignore the children's obscure look at her, but she also knew that Gin was not talking about her. She was already receiving some professional training when she was seven or eight years old.

"No," Chinjiu's expression was still so casual, so distracting that it made people wonder if it was really an impressive person, "but it was also one of the few peers I had contacted at that time."

The little girl was very cheerful and lively. She often came to play with Gin, lie on the grass to observe ants, catch fish and shrimps by the river, and do things that only children would do. Gin itself is extremely intelligent, and some things made him more mature and calm than ordinary adults.

"She often said she wanted to go to the beach to watch the sunrise." Ginjiu's words were very concise, and one sentence could lead to something. The specific process was all about these children's brains, because in fact there was nothing to say at all. Every time she went out to play, Ginjiu basically watched the little girl play, and she didn't feel involved in the whole process. "Later, she did take the lead by her parents."

"Then you played by the beach for a day?" Gin's story was really straightforward, without any ups and downs. Although Gin's story was rare, Belmode also watched him tell with great interest.

"No, some accident happened in the middle." Gin swept the focused eyes of the children. He overestimated his interest in chatting and wanted to end the topic simply, "It's dead, so no one can go again."

"A murder case?" Conan's detective soul broke out again. Gin told stories without any iconic time and place, and even without even saying the name of the person, there was no way to speculate.

"The little girl suddenly fell ill and died before she even had an ambulance." Gin glanced at Conan, stared at the barbecue stove, and added calmly, "She was originally in the late stage of brain tumor, so she went to see the sea before she died. Unfortunately, she couldn't hold on until that time."

It was really just waiting to die. The medical conditions were underdeveloped at that time, and the cost of treatment was so expensive that ordinary people were afraid of it. Even if they were selling the pot, they could not withstand the cost of treatment once.

"Ah?" The ending was not beautiful, and it was even a bit miserable. It was a bit difficult for the children with very empathy to accept it. Everyone was at the same age. They were having fun at school, while some people wanted to die with the disease.

"She is not the first, nor the last one," Ginji naturally noticed Azumi's eyes that were already red, but he continued, "Some people have recovered, but they found signs of recurrence during daily examinations, some people have no hope of curing at all, and some people can undergo surgery, but they can only give up because they cannot support the cost of medication before and after the operation."

He had seen such scenes at that time. The walls in the hospital had heard more prayers than churches, the beds in the hotels had heard more lies than prisons, the school had witnessed more sincere confessions than weddings, the land in the war had heard more vows than pastors, leaving could see a person's heart better than meeting, separation could witness the love between two people better than getting along, the wind in summer was more bleaker than autumn, the warm sun in winter was warmer than spring, the love in death was more sincere than love in weddings, the white chrysanthemums witnessed more love and longing than red roses, the confession on April Fools' Day was more sincere than Valentine's Day, the regrets in the funeral home were always more than churches, the car windows were written with stories that were more beautiful than the distance, and the separation hugs were always more than when they met, and there were always people who used April Fools' Day lies to tell the truth.

"You chose to tell this kind of story at this time..." Belmode has also seen many cancer patients, but rarely had any interaction with them. In addition, she knew the cruel side of the world, so she didn't have much feeling about this kind of story. The blonde thought about it and found a very suitable word, "It's not appropriate."

"Happy things are easy to forget." Although it is impressive, Gin himself does not feel much in the world. It is really impressive that it cannot be said. They are all extremely cruel and extremely dark things, and there may even be some things that Belmode has never seen or heard of.

Conan is also clear about this kind of thing. The world's cancer patients account for about 1.651% of the global population, which means that about 1 out of every 59 people suffer from cancer, and 2 million new cancer patients are added every year based on the original 13 million. This is not a small number.

"But why did you play with her?" Kurosawa Gin pounced on Gin, "Where did you know each other?"

"It just happened to meet," Gin said lightly, but the age group of children who happened to be admitted to that hospital at that time, "the hospital."

"Which hospital?" Conan raised his ears and was excited, and finally heard some useful information. Even the hospital from more than ten years ago could find some clues to find Gin's identity information.

"Forgot." Gin Jiu guessed Conan's thoughts, sneered in her heart, and said expressionlessly.

The barbecue has been eaten, and the children helped Dr. Agasa to pack up their things. Belmode looked at Gin, "Aren't you afraid that someone can find your identity information based on your story?"

"I didn't mention any information," Gin said carelessly, "and they were incapable of finding it, and they couldn't find it."

"So confident?" Belmode asked with a smile.

"This is an inevitable fact." Gin stood up, his tone was indifferent. No one knew that he was a special case in that situation, so he had no identity information at birth. After waking up, he had been wandering in the abyss, and would not leave any identity information. His past was basically chaotic. Before entering the organization, he would never spend the same identity with the same group of people for more than a month. Every time he changed his place, he would change his face and personality and habits. Therefore, people who knew him only knew a part of the specific experience, even if there was a one-in-a-million possibility that those people united to piece together to piece together his experience of wandering in the dark. What did it have to do with him before he entered the darkness?

I took another ten thousand steps to know him who had not entered the abyss, but even if I had not entered the abyss, because of his parents' identity and some accidents before his birth, no one except his parents knew that there was another life in this world.

How special it is, that he basically has no chance to meet people before he has cognitive ability, and how special it is, that he can remember those things that he encounters afterwards, completely lost the interest in contacting ordinary people, how special it is, how special it is, that he was born in that era, and how special it is, that he was able to live until now and become like this is an irrepeatable miracle. If there is a slight mistake, it will be doomed.

Living is a miracle in itself.

"Is that true~" A curiosity flashed in Belmode's eyes.

After saying hello to Kurosawa Gin, Gin and Belmode evacuated directly. It was originally Belmode who came to meet Kurosawa Gin. As for the subsequent events, it was purely an accident.

So when Belmode returned to the apartment afterwards, he was surprised. It was probably the time that Gin would say things that he would not usually mention.

If I did it again, Gin might not have spoken at all. A sentence of "no" ended the topic, would not talk about the girl, and would not mean that no one could find his identity information.

Gin stared at the blank walls in the apartment room for a while, and finally wiped out the hideous blue scenes that could only appear with special light. The ant was dead and the box was cleaned up by Gin.
Chapter completed!