Conan's organization will end sooner or later without me

After hanging up the phone with the kindergarten, Dr. Ogawa squatted on the ground after making sure that his son had been picked up.

"It's over, it's over.. How could this happen?"

"We can't give up so quickly," Yin Jiu took the initiative to step forward and held Dr. Xiaochuan's hand. "Mr. Xiaochuan, where is your son's kindergarten? They might still be nearby."

"nearby."

Dr. Ogawa's arm was suddenly grabbed by a cold hand. He trembled subconsciously and felt a lot calmer in an instant.

Then Maori and the others chased out, leaving Yin Jiu alone standing there, looking at his hands.

The setting sun dyed half the sky red. The fat uncle who had a smile on his face restrained his smile and a sharp knife was slowly taken out of his clothes.

"I'm sending you to be with my baby Tomoya right now!"

not good!

Yin Jiu was walking at the end of the crowd, still some distance away from Mao Li and others. Seeing this scene, he quickened his pace.

Faster than Yin Jiu was a soccer ball, which brushed past the crowd and knocked the knife out of the fat uncle's hand. The middle-aged man also knelt down and cried bitterly amid the child's innocent thanks.

Yin Jiu then walked out from behind the crowd, "It seems that the child's sincerity is the ultimate skill."

"Yeah." Conan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and turned to look at Yin Jiu.

The success of a reasoning may be the experience gained from a TV drama.

But twice, or even three times, Yin Jiu must be a very observant person, as he was able to solve the case with such speed that it seemed as if he could guess the answer with just one glance.

"So why did Brother Yin Jiu guess that it was a patient dispute right away?" Conan put his hands behind his head. He still couldn't understand. What decisive evidence did Yin Jiu find to come to this conclusion?

"Maybe it's because there are more perverts in America. You have to know that my health is not very good and I was hospitalized most of the time when I was a child..." Yin Jiu stood under the umbrella, sending emails with one hand, and the shadow covered most of his face. "By the way, are you interested in these? The love-hate entanglements in the hospital? I can tell you about it sometime."

"Uh... forget it." Conan took a small step back, feeling that this would not be a happy story.

-

On the other end, Gin suddenly received an email from Glenfiddich. He glanced at Chianti and Cohen who were on the lookout and said into the headset, "Rum will take charge of the next move. Bourbon will continue to be in charge of the ambush, and Kiel will go around behind."

"receive."

Without caring about the progress of the mission over there, the black Porsche quickly picked up Yin Jiu opposite the Mihua General Hospital.

"Glenfiddich, will you have dinner with us today?" Vodka asked expectantly.

After a whole night and morning of mission operations, Vodka, who had left early, felt extremely hungry.

"Okay, let me see if there's anything delicious around here." Yin Jiu spread out the folded map and sniffed the car again, "Were you guys doing a mission just now?"

"Yeah. We came here when we saw your text message halfway through." Vodka continued naturally, "But Glenfiddich, aren't you going to do research at the Rice Flower General Hospital?"

"Well, the result is out." Yin Jiu was thinking about the last moment when he saw the two people hugging each other and crying.

That violent emotional fluctuation was like a warm current, and he could even feel the experience points overflowing around him.

Then Yin Jiu watched them drift away in the air.

Only a very small part of it was included in the experience bar, there must be something wrong.

Yin Jiu flipped through the map, her long eyelashes drooping, "I now have another guess."

He picked up a pen and circled a restaurant on the map, "This is it. By the way, Gin, if you have any missions recently, can you give me some?"

"There is no mission suitable for you." Gin took the map from Yin Jiu's hand, and saw Yin Jiu's hand reaching for the mission document, so he quickly stretched out his other hand to hold it down, "This is the secret of the action team."

"What? You're so stingy." Yin Jiu retracted his hand and glanced at the prompt record on the panel.

"Beep - the file 'Action Team Task List' is detected. With it, you will be so happy that you can't imagine."

"I won't mess around, I just need to verify something."

Yin Jiu sat up straight, stretched out his index finger and thumb, and said, "Just a very small transaction task is enough. You should have it, right?"

"There is indeed a trading mission," Gin reached out and took out a thin piece of paper from the file bag, shook it, and pulled out "The mission requires that we trade a batch of gold intelligence on the Shinkansen the day after tomorrow."

"Golden intelligence? I remember that someone from Pisk was investing in it. Why would they sell the intelligence to outsiders?" Yin Jiu frowned and tapped on the window with his fingers. "Is the organization short of money recently?"

"That's true," Gin lit a cigarette, "The organization has recently followed up on a number of software research projects. The Internet is booming now, and public security in various countries has gradually incorporated technological research into their systems. If the organization cannot develop more covert communication technology in advance, our organization's data is likely to be directly exposed to the sun."

"So we have to develop the communication software before them." Yin Jiu pinched his chin with his fingers, and he recalled the rapid technological development the world had experienced in just 20 years in his previous life.

Technology in the Conan world will only advance faster.

From this perspective, it is urgent for the organization to transfer money.

"How about this, let me take part in that mission." Yin Jiu took the mission sheet from Gin Jiu's hand, "Then we..."

-

A week later,

Yin Jiu was wearing a pure black hooded bunny ears plush outfit, alone on the Shinkansen.

"Everything is normal. There is no ambush. - Glenfiddich."

Yin Jiu was typing on his cell phone, carrying his lunch box in one hand, and walked briskly out of the restaurant and sat down in his chosen seat.

Occasionally, a few maturely dressed sisters would glance at Yin Jiu and let out cute little screams.

"Isn't this outfit too cute?" Yin Jiu took a bite of the rice ball, his cheeks puffed up, "But after all, we are out on a mission with Gin, so we still have to be polite and wear the same team uniform."

"Ding dong."

Yin Jiu stopped chewing and poked his head out from behind the chair, and saw two colleagues with cold faces pushing the elementary school student in front of them aside impatiently.

"Step aside!"

Yin Jiu blinked, and intuitively felt that the guardian might not be in a good mood today, so he calmly retracted his gaze.

so cute!

Gin and Vodka also saw Yin Jiu wearing the rabbit-ear hat at the same time, and their eyes lit up more than Vodka's.

Gin had a vein popping out on his forehead, "You little brat are such an eyesore."

The two men walked past Yin Jiu without even looking at him, and Yin Jiu heard Gin's impatient snort as they passed by.

What are you humming?

Isn't he wearing black?

Yin Jiu was confused by the humphing, but he still professionally called out to a primary school student who wanted to follow him from behind.

"Conan?"

Yin Jiu shouted and waved to make room for the child.

Gin was still angry, and if he was discovered approaching him at this moment, he would probably be scolded.

Maybe Gin had already remembered this elementary school student in advance.

"Brother Yin Jiu? Why are you here?" Conan originally planned to follow Gin to his seat, but he saw Yin Jiu sitting next to him wearing a furry outfit with rabbit ears.

The small and delicate face was buried under the clothes, and the black color, which originally represented an ominous color, was worn by Yin Jiu to make it look playful and cute.

"I'm here to take the Shinkansen," Yin Jiu stuffed the half-eaten rice ball into his mouth and explained vaguely, "Air tickets in the United States are always cheaper than train tickets, so I've never taken a bullet train in America."

Yin Jiu swallowed the rice ball, unscrewed a bottle of juice and took a sip. "I heard that Japanese people like to enjoy the scenery while eating bento in the car. I specially bought this trip passing by Mount Fuji just to experience this romantic feeling."

"Hehe...Is that so?"

Conan felt that Yin Jiu's behavior was enough, as he was able to take the Shinkansen alone to see Mount Fuji.

"So senior Xiaolan didn't come with us?" Yin Jiu looked around curiously. If he wanted to restrain Conan, he felt that he still had to get some help from outside.

He knew the plot of this episode by heart. The so-called bombs were replaced with blank explosives, which looked dangerous but were actually bluffing.

"Conan, you are so disobedient!" Mao Lilan chased over from behind. She was about to apologize to the passenger sitting here. When she saw the person clearly, she was also stunned for a moment, "Xiao Jiu?"

"Senior Xiaolan," Yin Jiu smiled and pointed to the opposite side to Mao Lilan, "I was just saying, why is there only Conan?"

"Oh, I'm sorry, this kid always likes to run around and cause trouble for you." Mao Lilan took the seat opposite and looked at the empty lunch box. "Xiao Jiu, are you taking the Shinkansen alone?"