The appointment was a coffee shop. When Gin came in, Ayumi had already arrived. Perhaps for the sake of convenience, the girl chose the corner of the coffee shop.

He came to Aomi quietly and knocked on the table, causing the dazed little girl to come back to her senses, "Brother Jin Eun!"

"Sir, do you need anything?" The waiter who had been paying attention to the little girl who came to the coffee shop alone came to Gin with the menu, with a professional smile on her face.

"A cup of iced coffee," Gin added in a faint tone, "Give her a piece of cake."

The stuff was on the table quickly. After the waiter left, Gin picked up the coffee cup and took a sip, then put it on the table and stopped moving.

"Brother Jin En, are you really Xiaoyin's father?" Ao Mei obviously had something to worry about and her emotions were clearly reflected on her face.

"I am indeed related to him." Gin never denied this. As for the father-son relationship? Gin didn't think he was suitable to be a father. There would be no father who ignored his children for many years, nor would any father who could watch his children remain indifferent in a dangerous situation with peace of mind. So Gin actually didn't like Kurosawa Gin to call him "father". He couldn't afford this title, but he never said it.

"But why did you let Xiaoyin live in the doctor's house? Don't the children live with their parents?" The confusion in Arimi's eyes became increasingly intense.

Gin leaned against the back of the seat, looking at the little girl who had not yet talked about her main purpose for a long time, "Do you want to talk about this when you ask me?"

"Xiaoyin was injured and hospitalized, and you haven't seen him." Azumi didn't know what she thought of, and her eyes couldn't help but turn red.

"Injured? What's the injury?" Gin really didn't know this. He was busy organizing things recently and didn't pay attention to Kurosawa Gin's situation at all.

"Koin and Conan were both shot by pistols and had a lot of blood." Ayumi said that when they went out to camp, they accidentally discovered a cave, went in to explore but broke through someone else's burial site. The other party had a gun, and Conan and Kurosawa Gin were both injured. The two little ghosts who were both sick were still in the hospital.

Ginjiu was silent for two seconds. Whenever he went out for camping, he could encounter robbers with guns and murder people and bury corpses. This luck... Is it a temple to worship another day?

Then Gin was led by Azumi to Mihua General Hospital. In the double suite, two little kids were fighting.

"You saw that the other party didn't hide with a gun, and asked me to save you! Edogawa, what about your alertness as a detective?!"

"You know the other party has a gun but you still come over to see it. Do you have a sense of safety?!"

Gin, who had just arrived at the door of the ward, had a step. With his hearing, the dialogue in the ward was clearly heard, so if these two little guys were just trying to kill themselves if they were bullets?

"Edogawa, you are spreading rumors!!!"

"Injury is a fact." A cold voice interrupted the bickering between the two. Conan and Gin Kurosawa looked at the door of the ward. A silver-haired man in black stood in front and behind. Arimi poked her head out and greeted the two patients.

Gin looked at Kurosawa Gin's right arm, which was tightly wrapped in bandages, and Kurosawa Gin was surprised and happy for a moment, "Gin? When did you come back?"

"Yesterday." Kurosawa Gin was still energetic and seemed to be seriously injured. He looked at Conan, who was wearing a hospital gown and still had a bandage, which was much worse than Kurosawa Gin.

"Edogawa was hit in the abdomen by a bullet and almost couldn't be rescued." Gin Kurosawa glanced at Conan, his tone full of gloating.

Conan Edogawa Half Moon Eye: "What's so much for you to gloat?"

Ginju, who originally thought that Kurosawa Gin was hit by something and came to see the situation, didn't want to stay too long when he saw that he had just a simple penetration injury. He could give himself several bullets without any hesitation, which was more common than usual.

"Are you leaving?" Kurosawa Gin turned around and saw Ginji intending to leave, and he was stunned for a moment.

"What are you left for?" Gin's voice was calm. The smell of pungent disinfectant in the hospital made people uncomfortable. Moreover, Kurosawa Gin was just suffering from some skin trauma. Is there anything worth keeping him?

"I'm injured!" Kurosawa Gin raised his bandaged arm and widened his eyes and accused him: "It's still a gunshot wound!"

Gin: “…I didn’t play it.”

Kurosawa Gin: "..." Is there any possibility of survival if you beat me?

Although Gin Kurosawa had never seen Ginju shoot seriously, he knew that the sight of the game would definitely not be bad.

The two men with a very similar appearance stared at each other, and finally Gin Kurosawa took a step back. He also knew that this kind of injury was not worth mentioning in Gin's eyes, "Take me some food tomorrow."

Kurosawa Gin added worriedly: "Don't be greasy, avoid spicy, and be lighter." He is just an ordinary first-grade elementary school student, not a killer like Gin who can resist the rain of bullets and endure cruel punishment.

"There are so many requirements." Ginju glanced at Kurosawa Gin, but he also considered that Kurosawa Gin was just a first-grade elementary school student who had not been trained. If Belmode had so many requests for this injury, he would have been ridiculed long ago, "...I just care about lunch."

Kurosawa Gin was not too arrogant, he still knew his father's personality, "Okay."

Gin came and left quickly. In the hospital parking lot, the Lexus LC window fell down a small crack, and a few wisps of smoke floated out of the car and quickly dissipated. Gin held a cigarette in her right hand and flexibly tapped on the phone screen with her left hand.

He went to Paris to perform a mission, and he did not pay much attention to Kurosawa Gin's daily life, so it was normal for Kurosawa Gin to suffer a gunshot injury, but it was surprising that Belmode didn't know.

Belmode's phone call came quickly, and he couldn't tell what the woman was doing or thinking from her tone, "hello, gin, do you know Dinokaba?"

Belmode continued without waiting for Gin to answer, saying in the tone of a newscaster: "Last night, the leader of the Italian robber group, Dinokabana, was arrested. The whereabouts of the 15,000 maple leaf gold coins they robbed a year ago were unknown. The police are currently pursuing all their efforts to hunt down three of Dikabana's accomplices. That person means, let us find those maple leaf gold coins before they are arrested."

15,000 maple leaf gold coins, which is about 600 million yuan if converted into yen, is not a big number, but it is not small either. At least they can get so much after completing one or two large extortions or four or five small extortions. Now they have the opportunity to get it for free, so why not do it?

"I got the note of the code that their leader puts gold coins." Belmode's tone was slow. Shortly after he finished speaking, a new email appeared on Gin's phone, which was a photo of a small note.

The top is a tower pattern, next to it is a crescent moon, below is a rectangle with a semicircle added on top, next to it is an inverted triangle, then an umbrella, then a circle covered outside the five-pointed star, then a flat character "sun", with an arrow next to it, and a fish at the bottom is a

"Have you got the stuff?" Gin glanced and thought for a few seconds. Oro means gold in Italian, so gold is hidden in the penultimate pattern.

"I just got the note," Belmode was speechless. Gin was too high for her efficiency, and... "It would be better to get these things at night?"

"You go and get it that night." Belmode was relieved. The code was not difficult. You can see that a few foreigners who were not familiar with Japan could mark it simply by signing it. These patterns should be made up of neon lights at night, and it was not easy to find during the day.

Belmode looked at the three bodies on the ground with disgust, hung up Gin's phone number, notifying the outside members of the organization to deal with the bodies. These three people were killed by guns, and it would be a little trouble to be discovered by the police. Belmode does not have the hobby of Gin's "art is explosion".

If it weren't for the fact that Gin was too sleepy yesterday, this task should be made by Gin. She chose to pour it on her behalf, so it wouldn't be too much for Gin to get a gold coin?

After all, the police are also tracking down the whereabouts of maple leaf gold coins. The earlier they get, the better. Ordinary women came out of the rental house with a vegetable basket and then entered the mall to change their faces.

On the other hand, Gin saw that it was still early, so she went back to the retreat first and waited until 7 o'clock in the evening before leaving the apartment.

The neon lights at night are colorful, the first pattern is a tower, the only thing you can think of is the Tokyo Tower. If you start looking for it from the Tokyo Tower...

Those neon lights with similar images can be easily found. The black Porsche 356a finally stopped in front of an abandoned building. Vodka followed the gin to the upper floor and looked around, "Brother, no."

Gin came to the window and saw the neon lights on the viaduct opposite and the reflection on the water surface forming a fish. She took two steps back but stepped on something. She moved her feet away and a shiny maple leaf gold coin appeared in her sight.

If the gold coins fell here, Gin looked up at the rooftop. Three black woven bags were hung on two steel wires. Vodka broke the steel wires with his hands and feet. The three woven bags were thrown on the ground. When he opened the seal, he saw a full bag of gold coins. "Brother, they are those gold coins."

"Let's go." I didn't want to keep the gin after getting the things. Vodka carried three bags of maple leaf gold coins into the trunk of the Porsche 356a.
Chapter completed!