Conan's organization will end sooner or later without me

“Hello…”

Conan looked at Yin Jiu, who was smiling, and said, "Why are you here?"

"What do you mean, you should call me brother." Yin Jiu rubbed Conan's warm head for a few times before speaking contentedly, "I live next door to this family, over there."

As he spoke, Yin Jiu stretched out his hand and pointed outside the window. On the second floor of the villa next door, which was lit with warm yellow lights, there was a room with its window wide open. From the outside, it could be seen that this was a bedroom.

Yin Jiu lowered his voice and said, "I happened to be by the window and saw my neighbor holding a little boy in the yard. I was curious so I came over."

"Neighbors? Do you know each other? Aren't the people living here deliberately trying to hide the fact that someone lives here?" Conan looked up in shock. If that was the case, his reasoning would be completely invalid.

"It should be concealed on purpose." Yin Jiu showed an indescribable expression, "But every time I stay up late, I will see the hostess of this house go out to take out the garbage, and the garbage truck will come to clean up on time the next day... So I think this is probably just a special hobby of this family. Well, have you Japanese people's social phobias reached the point where you have to hide yourself completely with your family even though you live in a big villa in order to feel at ease?"

"Uh, well... not really." Conan held his forehead with his hand. He felt that this junior had some misunderstanding about the term social phobia. "Have you ever been curious about who lives here?"

"What's there to be curious about?" Yin Jiu tapped Conan's forehead with his finger. "This is someone else's house and their private domain. They choose this way of life on their own territory, so we should respect that, right? But why don't you go home in the middle of the night and come here to explore?"

“Uh…” Conan was speechless at Yin Jiu’s logic. He was right. They were the ones who broke into the house first… So if they were caught by the homeowner, it would seem that…

No! This is the logic of the United States!

Conan came back to his senses and shook his head, correcting his thoughts that were about to be led astray, "This is definitely not an ordinary lifestyle issue. A murder case once occurred in this villa. The male owner was killed, and the murderer's whereabouts are still unknown. The deceased's family members are also missing."

"Don't you think the attitude of the deceased's family in this matter is very strange?" Conan said slowly, thinking about the few pieces of information in his mind and analyzing, "Even though the family and the murderer have disappeared, this house has not been sold. If the people living here are just homeless people, they don't need to live in hiding. So I guess the people living here are the victim's family. They are also the murderer of that case."

"The truth is that the son of this family killed his father, and then his mother hid here with her son for his future."

"You are quite smart." Yin Jiu lowered his eyes with a smile.

"Hahahahahahaha, this is all what Uncle Maori taught me." Conan froze, then immediately grinned like a silly roe deer.

"Listen to me," Yin Jiu smiled, gently pinching Conan's cheeks with both hands and pulling them to the sides, "If what you said is true, there must be a secret room under this villa, and there may be a big iron cage or something like that."

"Why do you say that?" Conan's pupils trembled, and his heart started pounding at Yin Jiu's ambiguous smile.

"Think about it, the mistress of this house goes out to take out the garbage every day, but her son has never shown up. He must have been locked up." Yin Jiu fluttered her long eyelashes, and her wine-red eyes showed a clear and innocent look. "It's played like this in TV dramas. I've played a lot of such roles and have a lot of experience. After all, the children in the dramas are usually responsible for discovering the truth and then being killed."

"Hey, it's unlucky for you to say that." Conan felt relieved for some reason, but then his face turned black.

Is this person reliable?

But Yin Jiu didn't think so. "So I did something that kids in the movies wouldn't do. I called the police. Are you surprised? Are you surprised?"

"Ha ha ha ha ha."

The police car arrived quickly, along with the children's parents and Mao Lilan's family.

The hostess and her son in the house were found in the basement, where there was indeed a large iron cage.

"You really guessed it right." Conan looked at Yin Jiu speechlessly, but quickly reacted, "That's not right, when did you call the police? Could it be that you had already..."

"What are you talking about, little brat? Why don't you say thank you quickly!" When Kogoro Mouri saw Conan, he couldn't help but punched the child hard on the head.

"Thank you so much, Jiu-jun." Mao Lilan also bowed to Yin Jiu very apologetically.

"Don't be like that, senior sister," Yin Jiu smiled and saved Conan from the Maori detective. "Kids always like to play some adventure games. I just happen to live next door."

"So what clues did Brother Yin Jiu find?" Conan finally realized at this time that Yin Jiu must have called the police earlier, otherwise even the child's parents would not have gathered together. He showed an innocent expression and began to act coquettishly.

why?

What clues were there that he hadn't considered?

"It's a secret." Yin Jiu bent down and put his finger between his lips. "This is an actor's intuition."

-

A few days later, on a luxury cruise ship.

"What a beautiful sunset." Mao Lilan put her hands on the railing of the yacht and raised her head to let the sea breeze blow across her cheeks.

"Yes, it's nice to look at the sea occasionally." Yin Jiu stood a little further back with an umbrella.

"I said the sun has gone down, so you don't need to hold an umbrella, right?" Conan stood between the two people, looking at Yin Jiu and Mao Lilan standing on the bow watching the afterglow of the sunset. They looked so well matched, and he felt a sense of depression rising in his heart, and his tone became unfriendly, "It's not easy to get calcium deficiency if you get some sun occasionally."

"Conan, how can you talk to Jiu-kun like that?" Mao Lilan corrected, "You should call Yin Jiu brother."

"Yes." Conan responded weakly.

Yin Jiu smiled good-naturedly and rubbed Conan's head. "It's okay. This kid and I get along well. But it's a basic quality for an actor to take good care of his skin. I won't put down my umbrella until the sun sets completely."

"Haha." Conan could only laugh dryly at this.

He felt that Yin Jiu was just trying to please the child.

"But it's really rare to see Brother Yin Jiu go out during the day," Conan held the railing and climbed up two steps, so that their eyes were level, "I remember the last time Brother Jiu went out during the day was on the day he was at the hotel, right?"

"Why do you say that?" Yin Jiu glanced at Conan and did not deny it.

"That day I saw a lot of water stains on your seat from the teacups. It looked like you had been waiting for at least an afternoon." Conan looked at Yin Jiu's expression seriously, "Are you waiting for someone important?"

At the end of the day, the police did not find the 1 billion. According to the records, only a few people took away items that afternoon, and Yin Jiu took away the most.

At that time, Yin Jiu was too handsome, so he was remembered by the front desk clerk.

Yin Jiu had met Hirota Masami before. If it was him at that time...

"I'm waiting for my guardian." Yin Jiu smiled. "He's always busy. He forgets the time when he's working."

"Guardian?" The conspiracy theory drama was interrupted. Conan was slightly stunned before he realized that Yin Jiu was still a minor. Although he was in the first year of high school, due to the difference in the school system, Yin Jiu was actually only 15 years old this year.

"So what were those boxes that you took that day, Brother Yinjiu?"

"You mean those things, did Inspector Megure tell you? He also came to ask me. Those things are actually my clothes and collections brought back from the United States and left there by my guardian," Yin Jiu winked at Conan, "How about I take you to my house next time to see my collections in the United States?"

"Haha, no need."

The last bit of suspicion on Yin Jiu was also ruled out.

Regardless of Yin Jiu's age, just based on his identity as a highly anticipated child star, he doesn't seem like a member of the evil forces hiding in the darkness.

The only thing that puzzled Conan was why Yin Jiu took away a large amount of deposited items at that time.

Maybe it's a coincidence.

Thinking of Yin Jiu's helpless yet intimate tone when he mentioned his guardian.

Conan felt that he was overthinking. How could it be possible that just any classmate he met was a member of the Black Organization?

Several people stood on the deck, enjoying the afterglow of the sunset. A loud shout came from the side, "Didn't our family rent this ship? How dare you let outsiders on board?"

"Yes, I'm sorry, Dad..."

The middle-aged man with a Mediterranean hairstyle immediately softened his attitude and nodded and bowed in front of the violent old man.

Then the old man strode up to a short-haired young man with freckles who was painting. He took one look at him and snorted, "I'm useless, and my son isn't much better. He can only paint all day long and has no future."

Then he continued to point at the others, cursing all the way, until he reached the front of the cabin and named one of the young men, "Xiao Wu, I have something to tell you, come to my room."

"Yes... yes!" The young man who was named said yes quickly with cold sweat breaking out.

The atmosphere on the deck suddenly became cold.

The one who had originally invited several people to board the boat, Xia Jiang, came over and said embarrassedly, "That's my grandfather. He has been emotionally unstable since the middle of my wedding banquet..."