PFC Chapter 321 Double Standard Gin
Chapter 321 Double Standard Gin
It was just a nice thought, there wasn't even a single hair on his body.
In order to facilitate the experiments, my skin was prepared as soon as I entered the laboratory, leaving not even a hair, let alone contacting the police.
"What are you talking about with this experiment? Didn't Binga say this thing is dangerous?"
When Kavist passed by, he reminded Bordeaux that there was no point in talking about a defective experimental subject. He should cut and disassemble it. As long as the slices were made, any danger would be nipped in the bud.
"Do you know Binga? He brought us here." Conan has not yet realized his fate and is still thinking about how to convince and convert the other party.
"You know Binga? Who are you, kid?"
Bordeaux felt that this experimental subject could survive being corroded by so many poisons, so he could be used to test the drugs.
"My name is Edogawa Conan, and I'm a detective." Conan was still full of confidence when he talked about himself.
This really confused Bordeaux. He turned around and glanced at Shirley, wondering if APTX-4869 also had an effect on the brain. He was just daydreaming.
Let's cut it open and see what's going on!
"Oh, Kudo Shinichi." Bordeaux rolled his eyes, certain that this man had a mental illness.
"You are Shinichi, why?" Xiaolan looked at Conan with tears in her eyes. She didn't understand why she had to hide it from him, even at this time.
......
Binga came to the underground garage humming a song, carrying several boxes in his hands, and put the things in his hands in the car. He looked at Gin with disdain, but still took the boxes he was carrying and put them in the car.
Sitting in the passenger seat, he motioned for Gin to drive, "Take me to the safe house."
"Go to yours or to mine?" Gin asked. It would be better to go to the safe house. After his rebirth, he immediately moved the safe house next to Binga's safe house.
In fact, it doesn’t matter whether you go to his safe house or your own safe house.
It's just that it's not fully equipped now, it's just a house, and he plans to ask Binga to help him decorate it so that they can live there themselves in the future.
There are two safe houses. If Binga stays there with some people for a party again, they will be forced to live next door. Anyway, he will not allow Binga to live with others.
Especially those various types of girlfriends.
In order to prevent himself from getting angry, he didn't investigate what Binga had done in the past. As a result, when Binga was mentioned once, Vodka shot Binga all over.
I just found out that Binga likes to have parties with a bunch of monsters, and then they get so drunk that even their own mother doesn’t recognize them, and they live together as a group.
Sure enough, in order not to make myself even angrier, I couldn't ask about it, otherwise I would get so angry that I would have a heart attack.
It’s so worrying.
"Of course I'll go to my safe house. What are you thinking about?!" Binga was immediately unhappy when he heard Gin's words with a hidden meaning. "Don't think about it. I'm just putting my things down and I still have to go back to Beika Town."
He still felt that Kurosawa Jin made him happier. He was an emotional value extractor. Even if he was unhappy, he would be happy to hear him talking.
Unlike Gin, who can make people angry with just one sentence.
It's ridiculous to praise someone's lower eyelashes for being beautiful, and even to have ambitions growing on them.
"Are you still going to look for your little lover?" Gin's face suddenly fell and he became unhappy. The temperature in the car dropped by several degrees.
Why does Binga have such a special liking for one vest? They look the same, but why does the vest, who is a gigolo and can't do anything, get the upper hand?
He agreed to use this vest because it was useless. He believed that Binga was only attracted by the face. Without this face, Binga would not even look at it.
What's going on now?
How is he going to blow up his own vest?
"You cheated on me in front of me, don't you think it's too much?" Gin gritted his teeth, unable to figure out what the problem was. He went back to ask Vodka, as this relationship coach wasn't doing his job properly lately.
Reducing his tasks does not mean that he can chase stars.
"Oh, if you think it's too much, there's nothing I can do."
Binga didn't care at all and didn't even let him touch it. It didn't make sense for him to be the only one to take advantage. Whatever he wanted, he just liked this face.
The grudge between the two was known in the previous life.
Now I just simply don't like him.
Gin took a deep breath and said, "Don't be angry, don't be angry. It's all my fault." He kept comforting himself, but he was really angry.
He actually doesn't care about himself.
He drove Binga to the safe house at high speed, sat in the car and waited for Binga to invite him for a cup of tea.
"Go ahead, I'll go back by myself later." Binga ignored him and sent him away directly, which made Gin even more angry.
Since Binga didn't invite him, he invited himself to have a cup of tea, parked the car, got out himself, and followed Binga into the safe house.
"What are you doing here? Is it appropriate for you to travel around with your identity?"
Binga didn't expect Gin to follow him on his own. Anyway, he would never listen to his nonsense without letting him attack.
The little lover is so considerate. When he goes back, he will definitely prepare meals for himself and coax him to eat. Then he will massage his legs and act cute. He will also act coquettishly and be as adorable as Sable.
Maybe now the man and the cat are already sleeping on the tatami.
Look at Gin again, he has a stern face, as if he owes him millions.
Tui!
Nothing!
Gin had no idea that while he was complaining about his vest being useless except for a face, Binga was also complaining about him being nothing but a face.
"I drink black tea." Gin sat on the sofa, waiting for Binga to offer him a sip of water. If he gave him a little face, he would not be angry anymore.
"Don't you have hands? Can't you soak it yourself?!"
Binga rolled his eyes at him, put the things in the basement storage room and ignored him. Who did he expect to serve him? He was not allowed to touch anything. Forget it.
"I..." Gin was speechless for a moment. He was so angry that he went to the tea room to make a cup of black tea, added ice to cool it down and drank it in one gulp. When he left, he did not forget to make a cup for Binga and put it hard on the coffee table.
It was just a rage, I got angry for a while.
There was nothing Nabinga could do.
"You know how to make tea!" Binga sat on the sofa, picked up the cup and took a sip. Hmm, his tea was really fragrant.
I will never admit that gin is the best drink.
Gin got even angrier.
He began to wonder if he and Binga were incompatible.
But on second thought, she was only angry at Binga, so she must like him, and the two of them were a good match.
Thinking of this, I am no longer angry and feel in a good mood.
But he himself ignored the fact that anyone who made him angry in the past was instantly defeated by him with his Beretta by lowering his head.
The double standards are clearly played out.
"Your birthday is coming soon." Binga remembered Gin's birthday. In fact, they didn't know whether it was his real birthday, and they didn't care about it.
When Gin heard that there was a gift for him, he was in a good mood and immediately agreed, "Well, I want a Porsche."
"Hmph, you're dreaming." I originally wanted to give him something, but when I heard him being so shameless to ask me for a gift, I decided not to give him anything and just prepare something for his little lover.