Chapter 116 Kill Me 17

Suspicious, very suspicious.

Conan Edogawa was sitting on a chair, and because of his height, his two feet couldn't touch the ground and were shaking.

The maid stood by and rubbed his head, "You are so cute, little boy!"

He tried to resist, but when that failed he just let her flatten and round him.

Professor Agasa and Jinpei Matsuda are repairing a prop - a pair of handcuffs with strange additional functions.

The silver-haired young man said that this was used to tie up a bird, because the bird was too disobedient and always wanted to escape from the cage, so special measures had to be taken.

No matter how you look at it, the size and shape of it are handcuffs!

"Don't worry!" Dr. Agasa patted his chest, "This time I added a new mechanism to it - you see, after it is installed, you can adjust the size by pressing this button. The one next to it is used to adjust the temperature."

"Wow, it's really good." The silver-haired young man clapped his hands and exclaimed. He sat on the long sofa at the door of the repair room, looking relaxed.

The maid finally let Conan go and prepared tea for the guests again under the instructions of Kurosawa Shun.

Edogawa Conan judged the distance between the people and was sure that Kurosawa Shun could not hear him. He pulled Dr. Agasa's ear and whispered, "Doctor, how could you invent these things for him! This is too suspicious!"

Dr. Agasa scratched his head, "But... he gave too much. You know, with this money, I can continue the research and development projects I want to do." Facing Conan's accusing eyes, Dr. Agasa added: "Don't worry, although these props look strange, they have no lethality at all."

Conan sighed, looked up and found Officer Matsuda looking at them.

Since Conan had promised Ai that he would not drag Officer Matsuda into this, he quickly asked, "Officer Matsuda, are you done?"

The black-haired police officer raised the object in his hand and shook it. "Well, Dr. Agasa, we can start the next step."

Before lowering his head to continue working, he glanced at the silver-haired young man on the sofa.

The young man noticed his gaze sharply and smiled at him gently.

After repairing some strange props, Dr. Agasa began to repair the broken surveillance console.

Conan is already numb.

What's going on? This is already the level of participating in illegal crimes!

Dr. Agasa pretended not to notice his gaze.

If I had known I wouldn't have let Shinichi come with me.

Kurosawa Kanade looked at the time, left the maid Kanade to monitor these people, and returned to the "Silver Sparrow in the Cage", and found that his brother had indeed woken up.

He sat on the bed, looking a little dazed, and still confused as if he hadn't woken up yet. Kurosawa Kanade poured a glass of water, and Gin took it out of habit.

"Brother, what do you want to eat tonight? Can I cook it for you?" Kurosawa Kanade ran his hands through the other's long hair. The touch was as silky as silk, and he always couldn't let it go.

Gin leaned sideways, letting his fingers slide out of his hair, showing a slightly defensive state.

This was a subconscious reaction. After realizing his own actions, Gin looked at his younger brother. He didn't seem to mind and smiled with his head tilted. "Brother, have you heard of the legend of the wishing well?"

Gin answered this question with his expression.

Kurosawa Kanade's mouth twitched, "Well, I knew my brother wouldn't believe it. But the legend is true." He leaned forward, and placed his hands on Gin's side. The skin on the inside of his arms slightly touched the skin on the outside of his arms, transmitting each other's warmth. At a distance where they could smell each other's breath, he lowered his voice mysteriously, "I made a wish to God, I hope my brother can turn into a cat. Just thinking about it makes me feel that he must be very cute. Will God fulfill my wish?"

It's not a bird, but a cat? Gin thought to himself as he sneered.

By the time Dr. Agasa had finished repairing everything, it was almost dusk. Kurosawa Kanade politely asked them to stay here for one night, and Matsuda Jinpei was the first to agree readily. Dr. Agasa and Conan followed closely.

Kurosawa Kanade looked at Conan, who was obviously holding back bad intentions. If he was forbidden to run around in the villa, it would only make this rebellious guy more excited, and he would think that there was a secret here, and then start his night exploration.

There really is no secret, but my brother does have one.

... Never mind, let him be. Children are just curious. When he was this old—wait, how old was he before he died?

Dinner was prepared by Kurosawa Kanade himself. When he brought the food out from the kitchen, Conan's mouth was already wide open enough to fit an egg.

Matsuda Jinpei took a bite of the curry rice and his eyes lit up. "I never knew Mr. Kurosawa's cooking skills were so good."

Kurosawa Kanade said in a cheerful tone, "Of course! My brother has a very picky taste. If something doesn't taste good, he won't behave well." He sighed, "My brother is so hard to raise."

Conan struggled to resist the urge to cough up the rice in his mouth.

Is it his illusion?

...No, it shouldn't be an illusion.

Anyway... that pair of handcuffs and many other things with strange uses in this room couldn't have been prepared by this guy for his brother, Gin, right?

Could it be that Gin is also in this villa now?

Conan shuddered at his own imagination.

Haha, that's impossible. That's gin.

The silver-haired young man noticed Conan, who was having trouble swallowing his food, and asked, "Conan-kun, what's wrong?"

"Nothing." Conan picked up a piece of sushi and laughed, "Mr. Kurosawa and his brother have a really good relationship."

The silver-haired young man smiled as if he was being praised, "Of course, we are twins." He patted Conan's head, "Brother likes me the most, and I... like brother the most."

Matsuda Jinpei interrupted, looking around, "You and your brother are twins? Why can't I see him anywhere?"

"As for my brother, he has his own things to do and can't be with me all the time." The silver-haired young man's voice trailed off softly and regretfully.

After dinner, the maid took the three of them to the lounge. Dr. Agasa and Conan shared a room, while Jinpei Matsuda had a separate room.

Conan tried to ask, "Sister, does Mr. Kurosawa's brother often come here to see him?"

The maid ignored him, and Conan asked repeatedly. The woman finally responded. She lifted her maid's long skirt, pulled out a knife from her thigh, stabbed into the wall, and stabbed the knife to the handle. She looked down at Conan and said, "Boy, is there anything else you want to ask?"

Conan: "...No more."

Not long ago, she was calling him a cutie. This woman is so fickle! She can be said to have a mental illness!

Even people who don't have mental illness probably can't stand living in an isolated villa with a hidden lunatic like Kurosawa Shun.

Jinpei Matsuda laughed out loud as he watched from the side.

You are a policeman after all! How can you turn a blind eye to crime? Conan thought to himself.

In order to prevent Conan from wandering at night, the maid Kanade placed sleeping incense in their room and added something to their bedtime drinks to ensure that the two of them would sleep until dawn.

As for Officer Matsuda, he is not as reckless as Conan. Officer Matsuda is civilized, polite, and handsome, so why would he wander around private homes at night?

"Sorry, I'm just curious who you're hiding here?"

Kurosawa Kanade was slapped in the face.

Because all the servants were dismissed and the only one left was a spare, Kurosawa Kanade had to do the work of the villa himself or call them temporarily.

At night, after all the guests had gone to bed, he went to the garden to weed, water, fertilize, and trim branches. When he returned to the bedroom, he found that the combination lock had been torn into pieces and there was an uninvited guest in the room.

The black-clad police officer grabbed the silver-haired man's neck, his eyes burning with anger. The silver-haired man, whose neck was being grabbed, smiled softly.

Well, it was obvious that his brother had steadily aroused the hatred of Officer Matsuda.

After seeing Kurosawa Kanade, Matsuda Jinpei regained his senses. He loosened his hands, pressed his temples, and said the above words.

Kurosawa Kanade didn't blame him.

His brother was still fanning the flames, "That traitor is really good at lying. Even after his death, he still makes people believe that he is a good person. Hey, police, do you know how he likes to kill people the most?"

Matsuda Jinpei clenched his fists.

Let's beat him up. Kurosawa Kanade just stood by and watched. To be honest, he had wanted to beat Gin up for a long time. But due to his personality, he couldn't bear to do it.

Matsuda Jinpei actually endured it. He looked at Kurosawa Kanade and asked seriously, "You are not from the Black Organization, right?"

Kurosawa Kanade nodded.

Gin choked weakly. At night, the chains of his handcuffs and leg cuffs would be shortened, limiting his range of movement to the bed. He lay back down, with his back to the two people who were talking.

"You want to..." Matsuda Jinpei pondered, "destroy the organization?"

"Is it that obvious?"

Matsuda Jinpei glanced at the silver-haired man who was shocked and jumped up on the bed, and shrugged, "I used to think so." He paused, "I still think so now. I want to cooperate with you."