Conan's organization will end sooner or later without me

Then let him test it one last time.

Yin Jiu pulled the corner of Amuro Toru's clothes with a tired expression. After someone pushed him back to the B&B room from Dr. Asai's clinic, he slowly took out his cell phone.

"I heard that the escaped fish from our last mission has been rescued. Is he with you? - Glenfiddich"

Just as Toru Amuro pushed Yin Jiu back to the room and was planning to think about what he could do tonight to replenish the nutrition of the silly roe deer, he felt the mobile phone in his organization vibrate.

His eyes focused instantly, and then he saw the suffix of the email, the familiar yet unfamiliar code.

Glenfiddich, Glenfiddich!

Toru Amuro's pupils shrank, and a pure black figure appeared in his mind.

He glanced around calmly and typed carefully in the chat box, "Who are you talking about? - Bourbon"

"Of course it's the artist named Yin Jiu under your name. I need his detailed information. - glenfiddich"

"Okay, I'll sort it out and send it to you later. - Bourbon"

"Clap."

The phone cover was slammed shut, and when he looked up again, Toru Amuro was almost laughing out of anger.

You're so good, Glenfiddich. You haven't even settled the score with him for his silly roe deer falling from the building, but this time you're targeting him openly.

On this side, Toru Amuro's hatred for Glenfiddich reached an unprecedented level, but Yin Jiu, on the other side, turned over in bed with great satisfaction.

At least Bourbon's enthusiasm for the task is not low. Yin Jiu sincerely hopes that this colleague who cooks delicious food and is easy to talk to can "repent and return to the right path" and not "go astray".

But why did the sentiment points rise so much?

Before Yin Jiu could figure out what was going on, Toru Amuro came in with a glass of fruit juice.

"Why are you sitting here in a daze?" Amuro Toru put the juice on the bedside table and handed a pillow to the boy leaning against the bed, "You have injuries, use the pillow to cushion your wounds."

"It's okay, I'm actually fine." Yin Jiu hugged the pillow and took the juice on the bedside table and took a few sips. He was about to ask Amuro Toru what he wanted to eat tonight when he suddenly heard the sound of a piano coming from the community activity center next door.

"It's Beethoven's Moonlight." Amuro Toru pulled open the curtains and listened carefully for a while before recognizing the music score. The melodious piano sound poured into the garden in the afternoon, peaceful and romantic. "I suddenly understand why you want to retire here."

Amuro Toru agreed and poured himself a glass of juice. He sat leisurely by the window, with a rare look of tranquility on his face.

“…” No, that’s not the case at all.

Yin Jiu took another sip of juice with a numb expression.

He didn't understand why the island was attacked by Conan just because he went back to the B&B.

"Knock down."

Soon there was a discordant knock on the door.

"I'm going to go out for a while." Toru Amuro put down the cup and left.

Yin Jiu picked up the phone without stopping, his hand almost sparking as he pressed the keys, "Urgent, urgent, urgent, urgent, urgent!!! Guardian!!! When are you coming over? A murder has occurred here! If you don't come over, our mission target will be intercepted! - glenfiddich"

What mission objective?

When Gin saw Yin Jiu's message again, he was waiting in the dark for his transaction partner.

Seeing the text message marked with a string of words "urgent", a rare hint of doubt flashed across the emerald green eyes.

"..."

. . . Has Glenfiddich been having a bit of bad luck lately?

Gin took a deep breath and felt that the speed of cigarette consumption had increased. He thought about putting down his phone.

But after hesitating for a moment, Gin finally pressed the button to edit the email.

"There are no missions on Moon Shadow Island, so enjoy your vacation. - Gin"

"..."

A "?" slowly appeared above Yin Jiu's head.

In just half a breath, he unbelievably pulled the email to the top again.

Gin actually lied to him? ?

Just when Yin Jiu was in confusion and shock, Toru Amuro also brought back another piece of news.

"There's been a murder next door, and two people have died. They were both candidates for village chief." Amuro Toru put the empty glass on the table into the sink and rubbed his brows with a headache. "After all, this is a case that happened during the election period. If we calculate it this way, there are many factors that need to be ruled out besides revenge killing."

"Then do you want to go over and take a look together?" Yin Jiu has been losing interest since receiving Gin's email.

The mission on Yueying Island disappeared out of thin air, but it did not mean that the case would be over. The more Yin Jiu listened, the more his brows furrowed. He recalled the relevant content of the Yueying Island incident, wondering whether he should go to the other side to get some emotional points.

"I heard in the morning that the villagers would hold a memorial service for the former village chief today. Now everyone should be gathered at the community activity center next door, and the murder happened at this time. I guess the murderer is still hiding in the crowd... However, this is the most optimistic guess."

Yin Jiu sorted out his thoughts and rested his chin on the pillow. "The probability of revenge killing is very high, but we cannot rule out random killings. After all, the police force and monitoring facilities on an island like this are very weak. It is not the wisest choice to leave the crowd when the situation is unclear."

"That's right." Toru Amuro had originally planned to go over to investigate, but he was worried about Yin Jiu's safety. When he heard Yin Jiu's idea, he immediately agreed.

Toru Amuro has a full-fledged ideal. If it is a vendetta, he will help solve the case. If it is a professional killer, he is not afraid and will directly assign the task to the public security department.

But the reality is...

"Xiao Jiu? Why are you also on the island?"

Mao Lilan was originally quite happy to see Yin Jiu's face, but when she was halfway there, she suddenly saw the wheelchair he was sitting in, and the sinister Amuro Toru behind him, "..."

Ran Mouri's sixth sense suddenly activated, and she instinctively stopped.

"Ah, don't get me wrong," Yin Jiu saw Mao Lilan looking at her legs and not daring to move forward, and hurriedly patted her knees, "My agent was afraid that I would seriously hurt myself if I walked unsteadily, so he prepared a wheelchair for me. By the way, are you guys here on vacation on the island too?"

"No, it's my uncle who received a letter asking him to come here to investigate a case." Conan squeezed next to Yin Jiu with a hiss.

"Oh? Commission? Do you mind telling me about it?" Toru Amuro was really regretful. If he had known that there were these unlucky guys here, he would never have brought Yin Jiu here. Now, when he heard the clues to solve the case, his brain was working rapidly.

He wanted to make a quick decision and take his silly roe deer away from here.

"Well, actually it is..." Conan didn't mind sharing information, but he didn't know if it was his illusion. He felt that this agent didn't like him very much, especially his attitude towards them was very strange, hot and cold.

But on second thought, the other party is Yin Jiu's agent, and it seems understandable that their artists encounter murder cases every time they follow them.