Conan's organization will end sooner or later without me

"How are the aftermath arrangements going?" Yin Jiu's eyes swept across Gin's computer screen.

"It will take another fifteen minutes for the members of the organization supplying the cocktail bar to evacuate." Gin closed his notebook. Things were heading towards the worst outcome, but he actually felt a sense of relief that his heart was finally at ease.

Then I saw the idiot with a leisurely look on his face, as if it was a matter of course and he was going to keep trying.

Gin: "..." Is it so difficult for Vermouth to raise a ghost in the United States? Then it is understandable that she is inefficient in the task at hand.

However, Vermouth should also take the main responsibility for educating the child into this state!

"How about I go to the crime scene over there and take a look? And help you stop anyone who wants to go over there." Yin Jiu felt Gin's vague gaze, and his scalp inexplicably felt numb.

According to the schedule, Conan will be appearing soon, and I don’t know whether his intervention will change the original plot.

On the other side, Conan had just solved the case and rushed towards the big black building opposite like crazy.

"Damn it!" Conan ran while turning on the air conditioner to try out his equipment.

When he lowered his head and raised it again, he crossed the automatic sensor door and someone happened to come out from the other side. Conan was unable to react in time and bumped into that person with a bang.

"I'm sorry!" Conan took two steps back. He stood firm in a hurry and was about to continue running forward, but he was stunned after seeing the other person's face clearly, "Yin Jiu?!"

Yin Jiu looked like he was hurt. He covered his chest with his hands, his face pale. He forced a miserable smile and said, "It's me. Conan, why are you alone?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was stunned for a moment, looking around the familiar environment, the boy seemed to finally realize that something was wrong, "You didn't run away from home again?"

"How is that possible?" If it was someone else, Conan would have just run away, but Yin Jiu was so fragile that Conan really didn't dare to do that. He carefully helped Yin Jiu up and gritted his teeth to look at the elevator, "Are you okay alone? I'll go upstairs first and then come down to find you?"

"Are the others upstairs?" Yin Jiu obviously 'misunderstanding' Conan's meaning, and looked worried, "I'm fine, but you're running around alone, why don't we go up together?"

As he said this, he pulled Conan towards the elevator with a shaky step. When he pressed the up button, he did not forget to ask, "Is it the children's playground upstairs? I heard it's newly opened and has Godzilla figures."

"..." Conan wanted to deny it, but when he saw Yin Jiu pressing the button on the same level as the cocktail bar, he breathed a sigh of relief and acquiesced.

"It seems that I guessed right." Yin Jiu calculated the time in his mind, but kept chatting with Conan, "It seems that there was an explosion next door. The criminals may sneak into the building over here. You should follow me closely and don't run around by yourself."

Yin Jiu was like a real big brother. He blocked the view outside the glass elevator without leaving any trace, while at the same time seriously explaining the precautions to Conan.

Conan originally wanted to take advantage of the elevator to see if there were any suspicious people downstairs, but he didn't expect Yin Jiu to block him tightly, so he had to give up and lean against the inside of the elevator.

"Glenfiddi, be careful, the bomb is about to explode." Vodka hadn't disconnected the microphone with Yin Jiu yet. He could hear that Glenfiddi probably brought a child with him and occupied the entire elevator.

This blocked the shortcut for others to go upstairs, and even the police officer who had just followed was stopped downstairs.

"It's time to explode." Gin's eyes swept across the floor where the transparent elevator was located without leaving a trace.

When the two were still quite a distance away from the top floor, fireworks exploded directly above them.

"what?"

"It seems that our trip today is going to be ruined." Yin Jiu with a regretful expression pulled a trace of emotion from Conan, then calmly pressed the button on the third-to-last floor.

Gin left him 5 levels of distance. Who is he looking down on?

Yin Jiu took out his phone and tapped it slightly, finally clicking on Send Email.

"The explosion has been confirmed. Let me get closer next time. I can't see clearly. - Glenfiddich"

-

A few days later, at Shanni Temple, several monks were earnestly performing a ritual to pray for the souls of the dead.

Yin Jiu recorded the entire scene and he wanted to send it to Vodka.

"I thought you would invite your classmates to visit the temple first," Amuro Toru looked at Yin Jiu sitting behind the monk, looking devout and praying, "So can you tell me? The owner of the leather shoe?"

"He's a colleague of my friend." Yin Jiu sighed. The scene that day was extremely tragic. After the peripheral members dealt with the scene, only this complete leather shoe was left of the originally tall tequila.

"Well, it's really tragic. I heard that this gentleman died in an accident while at work."

Yin Jiu recalled what happened that day, and tried to express it to Bourbon in simple and more everyday words, "The friend who entrusted me was a dedicated driver. Before he was promoted to follow the current boss, he worked with the owner of the leather shoes for a long time. So the two of them didn't have much contact on the surface, but they actually had a good personal relationship. Unexpectedly, an accident happened some time ago..."

Yin Jiu briefly explained to Bourbon the actual situation of vodka and tequila.

"He wanted to come in person, but his driver was very busy."

"He was in the rising stage of his career and couldn't get away from his boss, so he entrusted me..."

Yin Jiu paused here, and fluttered her long eyelashes. "Brother Tou, I don't have many friends in Japan. The other party is my fan, and later he chatted with me online for a long time. I can't refuse this request. You won't be angry, right?"

“…”So his silly roe deer actually has an online friend?

Toru Amuro was trying hard to digest the content of this passage, and then he saw Yin Jiu carefully placing a bunch of white flowers on the wooden box containing leather shoes.

"The ceremony is now complete." Yin Jiu took a last look at the small box representing tequila.

"I think the donor's friend will attain Buddhahood soon." The old abbot of Shanni Temple clasped his hands together.

"I hope so." Yin Jiu also clasped his hands together, although he felt that it was a little inappropriate to say that members of a group like the Black Organization could become Buddhas.

He was silent for a moment, and seeing that it was getting late outside, he took the initiative to choose a guest room to stay in.

Kogoro Mori had originally accepted a commission to investigate a mistress, but he did not expect his car to break down on the way back. As it was getting dark, they finally arrived at the gate of Sanni Temple on foot.

"What? The guest rooms are full?"

"There are tourists in such a remote temple? What kind of idiot is this?"

Kogoro Mori was already prepared for a heavy loss, but when he heard the news he couldn't help but shout out his thoughts.

"It's very rude of you to say that." The structure of the Shanni Temple is mainly composed of wooden doors, and the sound insulation effect is very poor.

Hearing the noise outside, Yin Jiu and Amuro Toru opened the door of the room one on the left and one on the right.

"Yin Jiu?"

"Xiaojiu?"

"Brother Yin Jiu?"

Three surprised inquiries.

"You two know each other?" The old host looked at the two teams with his head swaying from left to right. Suddenly, his eyes rolled and he smiled. "That's easy. You can discuss among yourselves and share a room. But the cost of staying overnight... As you all know, water and electricity are expensive in the mountains, so..."

"How many?"

"8000!"

"Why don't you just rob?!" Kogoro Mouri's face turned pale, but now he could only blame himself for his bad luck and took out his wallet.

"So Brother Yinjiu, why are you here?" Conan's whole body subconsciously stiffened when he saw the two of them for the first time.

Yin Jiu was dressed very formally today. Both of them wore the same pure black suit with a black tie. The extremely depressing color gave off a new-age playful vibe on Yin Jiu, but when it was worn on Amuro Toru, it unexpectedly made Conan feel a little nervous. He remained quietly alert.

"I'm here to help my friend complete the salvation ceremony." Compared to Conan's caution, Yin Jiu was very calm and sat on the mat in the hall. "A good colleague of my friend passed away in an accident some time ago. He was very busy at work and couldn't get away, so he sent me the other person's belongings and asked me to help complete the ceremony."

"Accidental death?" Conan subconsciously flashed through the scene of Tequila's accidental death in his mind. Seeing Yin Jiu's frank expression, he forced himself to suppress the absurd idea that suddenly popped up in his mind. "But why would they entrust such a matter as a memorial service to the dead to you? Doesn't the other party have any living parents or relatives?"

"I'm not sure about that." Yin Jiu tilted his head uncertainly, trying to recall the past. "I only know that this person is a colleague of my friend who has a very good relationship with me."

"Then your friend, doesn't he have any other friends..."

When Toru Amuro heard Conan's question, he immediately pricked up his ears.