Gin held the package in one hand and a box of black kids in the other, looking coldly at the truck rushing towards him, with two FBIs and an innocent crowd around him.

Not to mention anything else, this driver's ability to seek death is awesome.

Gin is not in the mood to save innocent lives now. With his ability, he is more than enough to dodge before the truck hits. He also did the same. The truck that was rushing around was stopped by a football. The powerful impact force caused many innocent people to fly out, but at least no one died.

Ginji glanced at Conan Edogawa who was rushing towards him with a serious expression, and then looked at the football that forced the truck to stop him. His eyes narrowed slightly and disappeared into the crowd quietly.

The shoddy package was filled with a box of exquisite wine-hearted chocolate. Gin sat in the coffee shop and listened quietly to the real-time news broadcast. Whether the driver wanted to retaliate against the society or his anger was out of control, what was waiting for him was legal sanctions.

"Brother Zhen, is it unforgivable to kill people?" Song Yongyuki stared at the TV screen, and a little confused appeared in her eyes. She knew very well that her brother had killed people and Brother Zhen had killed people. They were definitely not considered good people.

"Of course, no one's life is allowed to be deprived of it at will!" Before Gin could reply, a serious voice rang out on the side. The little boy who had just stopped a truck injury had a serious look on his face, and there were several other children standing beside him.

Kurosawa Gin threw herself into Gin's arms in a few steps. He didn't agree with Conan's idea, nor did he think there was anything wrong with killing people, but it was better to have a relationship with Gin than to argue with Conan.

Yuki Matsunaga only thought it was a child's innocent thought, and did not take Conan's words to heart. Gin pushed a box of dark tricks in front of Yuki Matsunaga. Matsunaga's green eyes seemed to have insight into everything, "Don't you have the answer in your heart?"

Although I asked this question, it was actually because of my suspicion of myself after being with people like Maori Ran for a long time. Matsunaga Yuki is a very stubborn person. What she believed would not change easily, otherwise she would not have come here to try to find out the truth about her brother's death.

Yuki Matsunaga does not think that murder is an unforgivable sin. Compared to Ran Maori and Shinichi Kudo who have lived in the sun since childhood, Yuki Matsunaga is more like living in a gray area. She has seen darkness because of her brother, but also lived in the sun because of her brother.

"Sister Xuexi, killing is illegal!" Conan seemed to notice Yuki Matsunaga's thoughts and hurriedly spoke.

"I know," Matsunaga Yuki said with a smile in a tone of comforting the child, "but if my life is seriously threatened and killing someone is called self-defense, right Brother Zhen?"

"The law is good." Gin glanced at Yuki Matsunaga. In capitalist countries like RB, capital sometimes surpassed the law, which is an inevitable thing in capitalist society. However, there is no need to tell these little kids that they are just a group of children who have not experienced social beatings.

Putting aside these things, killing cannot be generalized. Human beings themselves are extremely complex creatures, and they cannot be explained simply by right or wrong. For example, for the police shooting and killing drug dealers, it is to destroy their chain of interests for drug dealers, but for ordinary people, it reduces potential dangers.

"Gin, you haven't come to me for a long time." Kurosawa Gin had no interest in the topic of "Is it right or wrong to kill someone?"

"What are you doing?" Gin looked down at the blond boy who hadn't reached his waist.

Kurosawa Gin raised his head: "You are so ruthless."

Gin did not refute, and everything in the pine green pupils was silent.

"Let's go to Kiyomizu Temple in two days." Kurosawa Gin changed the subject and concealed the anxiety in his eyes.

"What are you going to the temple?"

Having said that, Gin was still pulled to Kiyomizu Temple by Kurosawa Gin, and the well-informed Belmode was also followed by.

"Gin, do you believe in gods and Buddhas?" Belmode looked at all kinds of blessings such as "marriage talisman", "good luck talisman", "peace talisman", etc., bored. Gin looked at Kurosawa Gin asking for blessings, with a lazy expression. Although there was no answer, his expression had already explained everything. Belmode didn't know what he thought of, and laughed out loud, "Yes, you are God."

Gin looked slightly sideways, not sure, so Belmode didn't explain. He saw Kurosawa Yin running over and bent down and rub Kurosawa Yin's broken hair, "Give it." The blonde little boy handed Gin and Belmode two beautifully decorated bags, "This is a peace talisman, you must carry it with you!"

The two who were killed, looked at the small bag that looked colorful and nothing special. Gin threw his peace tale into Belmode's hands in disgust, "Give you two peace."

Ginza is really disgusting, and it doesn't hide it at all. Kurosawa Gin was staring at Ginza halfway through his eyes. He hadn't left yet. The gift he gave was so disgusted by someone else's child. But Ginza had been mentally prepared for this scene. He could even guess that Belmode left the two peace talismans because of his face. After he went back, he would definitely put some dust in some corner.

As expected, Kurosawa Gin naturally made preparations. One was the peace talisman that was sent out, and the other was the peace tree. Looking at the ancient trees with red belts, Kurosawa Gin touched his nose.

Kurosawa Gin was sent back to Dr. Agasa's house by Ginji. Belmode had other things to do. "See you tomorrow!" Kurosawa Ginji jumped out of the car, waved at Ginji, holding the steering wheel with one hand and holding the silver-haired man with his head with the other hand turned his head and looked at the sunny little boy with a smile. He held the steering wheel and stretched out of the window. When his wrist turned, something similar to a sachet appeared in his hand. Kurosawa Ginji took it curiously, "What is this?"

The man tapped Kurosawa Yin's head with distinct joints and "Sleep well." There were Chinese herbal medicines in the sachet, which were used to help sleep. It was originally for the woman who sleeps on sleeping pills, but Ginju discovered it last time she saw Kurosawa Yin. There was a faint dark circle in her eyes. I don't know why a primary school student could have insomnia, so I threw it to Kurosawa Yin. Anyway, this thing is not difficult to make, and it is much better at one time.

Pure natural and pollution-free Chinese herbal medicines are also first-class in making sachets.

Anyway, Gin is not interested in perfume and other things. It has extremely keen senses. Its taste is a bit rich for ordinary people.

The sports car was parked in the underground garage, and the gin leaned against the balcony lounge chair, basking in the sun. There was a pot of tea on the round table next to it. The fragrance of tea was swaying, fresh and elegant, and loose casual suit, which was the leisure life of the elderly.

Buzz —

The silver-haired man who was taking a nap was too lazy to open his eyes and reached out to grab the phone that was thrown on the round table. He opened his eyes and glanced at the new email address. Who?

From being lazy to sitting on a lounge chair, opening the email and looking at the freshly baked long email, it was not important to take a look. Gin was lying back on the chair, with long legs half bent, watching the email with a mobile phone in her left hand, and holding a teacup in her right hand to drink tea.

It is related to the famous puppet master Mimizu Yoshiemon, "Niwang Stone?" Ginju looked slightly and recalled the relevant information. To be honest, he was not very interested in diamonds. His eyes fell on the last paragraph of the email. There was also a hot spring restaurant near the place where the Niwang Stone was placed. The man said that he could take his subordinates to take his hot springs while visiting the Niwang Stone.

Take a hot spring...

Belmode should have greater interest in this kind of thing. He handed the email to Belmode casually, took a sip of tea from Gin, and after a few seconds, he received a new email without any surprise.

[I have invited Bourbon to leave at 6:00 tomorrow morning. - vermouth]

Ginju was silent for two seconds. He never said he was going there, and he didn't think that Mimizu Yoshiemon would let someone take away the diamonds so easily, so this trip is likely to be relaxed.

After a little consideration, the members of the organization I am a little familiar with seemed to be at the point where I could make an appointment to take a hot spring bath. The most important thing is that he didn't want to take a hot spring bath with others at all.

Then... just let Belmode and Bourbon join in the fun.

Gin released Belmode pigeons without any psychological pressure, and in order to prevent Belmode from coming to the apartment to block him, Gin simply went to the organization training room to stay.

Conventional training can only be considered a warm-up for Gin. In the private training room, Gin covered her eyes with white strips and assembled the gun in front of her very quickly. Then she held a gun in both hands, and finished the magazine with a "slap" and threw the hot pistol back to the table, pulled off the white strips, and saw the black hole on the moving target. It was not surprising at all. All the bullets hit the same place accurately without any deviation.

"Gin, let's compete." Gin, who had just left the training room, met Colun who came over with a sniper rifle. Although he already knew the result, challenging the strong is fun in itself.

Gin had nothing to do, so she took a sniper rifle and stood on the shooting platform. Coren was training seriously. Gin was just to pass the time. Chianti, who came over, also joined the sniper game.
Chapter completed!