Conan's organization will end sooner or later without me

The complete opposite of this is Conan.

The view at the feet of the crowd was not blocked by the height at all. Instead, the details on the floor were infinitely magnified. Conan picked up the bread crumbs from the ground, and suddenly a flash of electricity flashed through his mind.

"This is...."

Conan just turned around and wanted to call Maori Kogoro, when he saw Yin Jiu hiding behind and quietly moving out of the corridor. His eyes lit up, "Brother Yin Jiu!"

“…” Yin Jiu paused and quickened his pace.

"Brother Yin Jiu!" Conan ran after him, "Brother Yin Jiu, who do you think killed Master Yumoto?"

"I don't know." Yin Jiu stopped and looked at Conan, who was pretending to be confused. "This is not something that children should pay attention to. We'd better stay away from it and not disturb the adults."

"Uh..." Conan was stuck. No, this guy's attribute of being a good student is a bit too much.

"Brother Yin Jiu, aren't you curious about who the murderer is?"

"Not curious."

Conan followed behind without giving up. The last time Yin Jiu successfully solved the case in the villa, Conan went back and thought about it for several days but still couldn't understand why Yin Jiu called the police at the first time.

In the end, it could only be attributed to Yin Jiu seeing Guangyan being sent to the garden by the hostess, and felt that something was wrong, so he acted subconsciously. However, today, Yin Jiu made him have a different guess. He saw Yin Jiu's intentional and unintentional glances at Ichiro Tsumoto in the restaurant.

What exactly has been overlooked?

Conan couldn't wait to ask, "Brother Yin Jiu, just guess one."

Yin Jiu, who was being held by Conan, really didn't plan to stay any longer. He touched his chin and announced the answer directly, "It's probably Ichiro Tsumoto."

"Why?" Conan was stunned.

"It's always played like that in TV dramas, there's no reason for it." Yin Jiu ran out of patience and interrupted the topic. He patted Conan on the head and said, "Okay, come back to the hall with me. If the kid runs around alone for a while, he'll get beaten up by Uncle Maori again."

"Hey." Conan also felt a pain in his scalp, and resigned himself to following Yin Jiu, muttering to himself.

"Brother Yin Jiu has been staring at Ichiro Yamoto. Did he discover something?"

"I didn't find anything." Yin Jiu shrugged, his tone turned cold, and he quickly shook off Conan and blended into the crowd.

In just a short while, Yin Jiu felt that his hunger urge had decreased a little.

The sweetness of blood stimulated Yin Jiu's taste buds all the time. If someone saw Yin Jiu open his mouth at this moment, they would see a pair of slender fangs inside, showing a luster that human teeth should not have.

"What?" Conan looked at Yin Jiu's sudden indifference and stood there, confused. Did he say anything wrong? Children in their rebellious period are really hard to understand.

In the hall, several people began to expose each other's secrets.

"Stop pretending," Usamoto Mariko jumped in the crowd like a fat sapphire flame. She pointed at Usamoto Shoji, "You once borrowed money from your father to open a store. In the end, your father scolded you severely!"

"And you too, you need money too, right?" Mariko Uzumoto listed each person's motives for committing the crime one by one.

Yin Jiu did not stay any longer and walked straight to the deck. The strong smell of blood was suffocating him, and he needed to get some fresh air outside.

"Jiu-kun?" Mao Lilan noticed Yin Jiu's movements and followed first.

"I feel a little uncomfortable. I'm going out for some fresh air." Yin Jiu held his forehead with a tired look, his steps staggering a little.

He must leave here immediately!

Yin Jiu was in desperate need of some fresh air to save his damn vampire physique.

When he reached the deck, Yin Jiu quickly found a reclining chair and laid back on it, not wanting to move at all.

"Jiu Jun, are you really okay?" Mao Lilan also followed, purely out of concern for Yin Jiu's physical condition.

There was no trace of blood on Yin Jiu's face at this moment, even his lips were pale pink, and he lay on his back with his eyes half closed, looking like a critically ill patient who was dying.

“An old problem.”

"Do you really not need to take some medicine?" Mao Lilan sat beside worriedly. She couldn't find the box of medicine and frowned tightly.

Conan also reached out and touched Yin Jiu's forehead, but was frozen by the cold temperature and shivered.

"Hey, if you're cold, go back to your room and rest." Conan withdrew his hand, thinking that Yin Jiu's body temperature was far below normal, and he couldn't think of any specific illness.

So could it be that Yin Jiu's sudden coldness towards him was actually because he was feeling very uncomfortable?

Conan felt mixed emotions for a moment, and couldn't help but feel a bit guilty in his eyes.

Yin Jiu didn't think too much about it. He turned his head to the side and said in protest, "The air inside is not good. I don't want to go back."

She is really spoiled and willful.

Conan looked at Yin Jiu's expression and silently took out a blanket from the box beside him. "Then at least cover yourself with the blanket. The yacht won't dock until tomorrow morning. If you stay here in the sea breeze all night, you'll easily get sick."

"I know." Yin Jiu took the blanket and buried himself in it.

At this time, Natsue Usumoto came out from the side door of the hall wiping her tears, and immediately attracted the attention of Conan and Ran Mouri.

"Xia Jiang..." Mao Lilan chased after her and looked at the long-haired girl with bangs crying out to the sea. She didn't know how to comfort her for a moment.

"I never thought... I never thought Xiaowu would marry me just to kill my grandfather," Uzumoto Natsue's voice choked with sobs, "I will never trust anyone else again!"

Mao Lilan was shocked by Xia Jiang's determination.

Yin Jiu was also startled.

Just now, he felt something spreading out, and the progress bar of vampire experience suddenly moved forward a step.

what happened?

Yin Jiu silently poked his head out from under the quilt, and looked towards Mao Lilan with his wine-red eyes without blinking.

Mao Lilan reacted after a moment of shock and comforted him, "I believe Xiao Wu. Xia Jiangxuan's husband doesn't look like a bad person."

"Xiaolan..."

The energy fluctuations became weaker again.

Yin Jiu frowned, savoring the feeling just now.

But soon... his face darkened again.

The taste of blood!

That lingering murderer has killed someone again on the deck!

Yin Jiu rolled over and got off the recliner. At the same time, Conan realized something and suddenly looked up. "Sister Xiaolan, did you hear any strange noises?"

"It's the sound of something heavy falling into water."

Conan repeated, and turned around to see that Yin Jiu had packed the blanket at some point.

"I heard it, too." Yin Jiu explained, stuffing the blanket into the basket beside him, "Go and take a look."

Because of Yin Jiu's activities, the hunger demand slid rapidly into the abyss, and soon broke through the yellow line and reached a certain terrifying realm.

Yin Jiu felt that he couldn't endure it any longer.

-

On the other side of the deck.

Uzumoto Akiie was holding her husband's body and crying. When she saw Xia Jiang coming over, she cursed, "It's all your fault! If you hadn't brought Xiao Wu into the Uzumoto family, Long Nan wouldn't have been killed."

"That's not the way to say it." Yin Jiu squatted beside the corpse, wiped the blood on it with his hand, and twisted it, "I don't think the murderer may be Xiao Wu."

"what?"

Several people's attention was attracted by Yin Jiu, but Yin Jiu walked into the room without even turning back.

"Lady over there, please change into clean clothes and come over here." Yin Jiu took advantage of the fact that his back was turned to the crowd and licked his bloody hand. "It's not gentlemanly to let a lady listen to my reasoning while covered in blood."

Yin Jiu frowned. The mouthful of blood he just drank did not add any satiety value.

what is the problem?

Yin Jiu sat by the window with a bitter face.

Conan also sat by the window with a bitter face, "Yin Jiu, do you know who the murderer is?"

"Call me brother." Yin Jiu was in a bad mood and wiped the blood off his hands bit by bit with a towel.

Conan was choked and immediately changed the topic, "Brother Yin Jiu, who is the murderer?"

"It's Ichiro Tsunamoto," Yin Jiu raised his head and glanced around the room, finally landing on a young man covered in blood.

"How could it be Ichiro?" Mariko Usamoto was the first one to get restless. She was Ichiro Usamoto's mother, and when she saw her son being accused, she was the first one to stand in front of him and refute him.

"Yes, Ichiro has no motive to kill father." Mariko Uzumoto's husband stood beside the mother and child.

"You have a motive," Yin Jiu blinked lazily, and suddenly smiled at Ichiro Tsumoto, "Would you like to take out the album in your hand and show it to everyone?"