Conan's organization will end sooner or later without me

"You mean the Chinese women who came to Japan for tourism? And the box they left behind was empty?" Hattori Heiji couldn't help but confirm again.

"Yeah." Takeda Shinichi was a little ashamed when he talked about it. "The box was not locked either. My brothers and I were still young at the time, so we were very curious and secretly opened it when our father was not around."

"We didn't expect there was nothing inside. We were afraid that our father would think we stole something, so no one dared to say anything and we just put the box back where it was."

"After all these years, I thought it was just a prank."

"He deliberately claimed that he was traveling to Japan from China and left an empty box..." Hattori Heiji and Conan looked at each other and saw the unusualness in each other's eyes.

"Brother Yin Jiu, can you let me see the box?" Conan immediately acted cute to Yin Jiu in a childish tone.

"Sure." Yin Jiu was very generous and handed the box over.

Vodka and Gin listened in silence. Suddenly, Vodka said sourly, "Brother, Glenfiddich is really good to his friends."

“…” Gin glared at Vodka and motioned him to continue listening.

Vodka still doesn't know Glenfiddich well enough. The little kid looks well-behaved, but he is actually much colder-blooded than he appears.

Just wait, Grunfiddie must be up to something bad. He probably wants to use this boy to expose the matter of the empty box and let others help him blackmail the Takeda family!

"With such an exquisitely painted totem, this box must be very expensive, right?"

As expected, Conan looked through it twice and couldn't find anything wrong, so he immediately questioned, "But why would the other party travel across the ocean to deposit such a valuable box without putting anything in it? How strange!"

"Conan!" Ran Mouri immediately pulled Conan.

Saying this is almost the same as saying directly that the other party is suspected of corruption. They are still having dinner at someone else's house, so it is really not polite to say this.

"I'm just a little weird." Conan smiled foolishly. He knew it was not a good thing to say, but thanks to this child's body, he could explain everything as innocent words from a child.

Just when they were asking the questions, Conan and Hattori Heiji took the opportunity to carefully observe the expressions of the brothers present. Although there was a moment of embarrassment in each of them, there was indeed no emotion of guilt or avoidance.

What Conan could see, Hattori Heiji could naturally see as well. The two looked at each other and then focused their attention on the totem on the box.

Is this the message that Yin Jiu’s mother wanted to convey?

The two wanted to investigate further, but Yin Jiu took the box back and said, "Okay, I actually believe Takeda and the others."

Yin Jiu put the box in his pocket and looked at Takeda Yongsan apologetically, "I'm sorry, this child has always been very curious."

There was no blackmail?

This was unexpected, and Gin's eyes became more serious. "Is this the talented kid you mentioned before?"

"Ahem, it's not him. He's too old and his values ​​are stable." Yin Jiu coughed to cover the sound of his words and covered his mouth with a tissue to hide his lip shape. "It's the others."

"Ah, Xiaojiu, did you choke?" Mao Lilan was closest to Yin Jiu and was a little worried about Yin Jiu.

"No, I think I have a cold. I'll go back and take medicine after dinner." Yin Jiu responded.

"The younger one must be kindergarten." Vodka was shocked by Yin Jiu's wide social age range, and recalled the scene he saw with a telescope in the Twin Towers last time. "But I feel that you have the best relationship with Grace Ahara at Glenfiddich."

"...cough cough cough." You're bringing up something that's not related to the topic!

Yin Jiu's face turned dark, and as expected, he immediately heard Gin's sneer.

"Sorry, I'm not feeling well. I'd better go back to my room and take some medicine." Yin Jiu stood up and said goodbye.

When others saw Yin Jiu coughing uncomfortably, they did not stop him.

"Is there really nothing wrong with his body?" Conan poked Hattori Heiji.

The dark-skinned high school student also shook his head at him.

Unbeknownst to Yin Jiu, the two high school students were speeding up the process of solving the case in order to get back home as soon as possible.

But Yin Jiu returned to his room and closed the door directly.

"Click."

This is the sound of the door locking.

But Yin Jiu kept his hands behind his back.

feasible!

Yin Jiu's eyes lit up instantly, and then he tried drawing the curtains, turning off the lights, and even pouring hot water.

The ability of 'puppetry' is to use spider silk to control the movement of objects. In fact, because the spider silk is invisible, it looks more like taking objects with the mind to outsiders.

Yin Jiu even discovered that this spider silk could turn and was as easy to use as using hands.

This is simply a king bomb!

Yin Jiu played it over and over again in the room.

Gin listened to the noise coming from Yin Jiu's end for a long time, but suddenly made a judgment, "Is there anyone else around you?"

"No, it seems you have been fooled too." Yin Jiu was in a very good mood. He played for a few more times before turning off the light and lying on the bed. "By the way, has Akai shown up?"

"He's behind our car." Gin's mood at the moment was no worse than Yin Jiu's. "We'll meet up with Bourbon now, while Chianti and Cohen will prepare for sniping from a distance."

"If Bourbon shows any hesitation or change of heart at that time, you know what I will do, right? Glenfiddich."

"Understood. You'd better shoot him in the face." Yin Jiu's voice was emotionless. "After all, Bourbon is still my agent in name only. I don't want to be investigated."

"Heh." Qin sneered again and didn't answer.

"Don't Glenfiddich and Bourbon have a good relationship?" The only one among the three who felt something was wrong was Vodka.

"Glenfiddich doesn't have normal human emotions." Gin lit up a cigarette, his eyes full of admiration, "He's still not mentally ill, he knows his own life is more important."

"So, Mr. Guardian, you also think that what I did was right, right?" Yin Jiu heard the appreciation in Gin's tone and asked in a puzzled tone.

"Well done." Gin gave direct affirmation. Thinking back, he had been sincere to Rye in the past, so isn't he taking real action now?

Before Gin could figure out what was wrong, he heard the voice of the fool coming from the other end, as resentful as a ghost, "Then why did you write about emotional indifference? Why don't you admit that you are sick too?"

Gin: “…#!”

You don't have to put on the roof for three days, right?

Hearing that the atmosphere on his guardian's end had become completely solemn, Yin Jiu finally felt satisfied, and his lips curled up in complete happiness.