Conan's organization will end sooner or later without me

Even after Yin Jiu left with a big bag of breakfast, Vodka, who was sitting next to Gin, still didn't react, "Brother, did Glenfiddich just throw Pisk out as bait?"

He's a veteran of the organization. Can Glenfiddich just throw him away?

What shocked Vodka was not Yin Jiu's method. There were many members in the organization who did this, and Vermouth was one of them.

But Pisk is a veteran of the organization, an old man who has been working hard for the organization for more than 40 years. If he was thrown out without saying a word, what if Poppen is really an undercover, won’t Granfiddi be punished by his superiors?

"Pisk is getting old too," Gin seemed to understand what Vodka was thinking. He sat in the passenger seat and opened a can of coffee and took a sip. "If we fold it here, it will be a good use of it."

-

When Yin Jiu returned to the villa, Toru Amuro was about to ring the doorbell.

"Brother Tou!" Yin Jiu called out, holding up a paper bag full of breakfast, and ran over happily, "You came just in time, the breakfast is still hot."

"That's great. I'm very hungry now." Amuro Toru took the paper bag very smoothly and looked inside. "You bought so much. Is it breakfast for the two of us?"

"Yes, there is also lunch." Yin Jiu unlocked the door and explained, "Something happened last night, and I haven't slept until now. I will go to sleep after breakfast."

"These breads are just here for me to eat when I wake up."

"But didn't I buy a lot of food for you yesterday afternoon?" Amuro Toru walked behind with a big bag of breakfast, frowning, "If you are not busy in the afternoon, we can cook together."

"I'm afraid that won't work." Yin Jiu washed his hands, took out a few plates from the cabinet, and motioned to Amuro Toru to give him breakfast.

Then he poured the donuts and bread onto the plate little by little. "I have an appointment with my temporary guardian this afternoon, so if I eat now and go to bed, I will probably only have four hours of sleep."

"Temporary guardian?" Toru Amuro originally wanted to ask Yin Jiu what happened last night, but at this time his attention was attracted by another piece of news.

"Yeah, didn't I tell you?" Yin Jiu seemed not to notice Amuro Toru's probing, and lowered his head to take out milk from the refrigerator and pour it. "My guardian has been busy abroad, but since I want to continue my acting career, he asked his Japanese friend to help take care of me."

"I heard he's the chairman of a car company. I think I shouldn't give him the impression of being late when we meet for the first time."

"I see." This sounded like nothing wrong, and Amuro Toru's tone became relaxed. "I'm free this afternoon, so I can cook for you and then take you over."

"Oh? Would this be too much trouble for you?" Yin Jiu blinked, pretending to be embarrassed.

"No." Amuro Toru took the cup handed over by Yin Jiu, poured a cup of coffee into it consciously, and shook it. "Xiao Jiu brought me breakfast this morning, so I made lunch to repay you. Isn't this fair? Besides, traveling with artists is what a manager should do."

"It seems like this." The curly-haired boy had a look of confusion on his face. Perhaps because he had been staying up late, his reaction seemed to be much slower than usual.

"Thank you, Brother Tou." Yin Jiu yawned slightly, drank the milk in a few gulps, and went back to the room.

The door was carefully closed.

"It seems that you are really sleepy." Amuro Toru retracted his gaze and looked at the bread that Yin Jiu had only taken two bites of casually, then took out his mobile phone to send a message to Kazami Yuya.

——Investigate what happened to Yin Jiu last night.

At the same time, Yin Jiu in the room sat on the bed, hugging a corner of the quilt tiredly. He really didn't sleep last night.

The little guy's sleep needs have clearly dropped to a certain yellow critical value.

But Yin Jiu couldn't close his eyes.

This is thanks to the side effect of awakening vampire abilities - nightmarish sleep.

It's really a nightmare.

He didn't expect that the so-called "nightmare" would be this kind of nightmare feeling.

Yin Jiu lay flat for a while, then turned over. It was hard for him to tell what he saw in his dream, but there was a feeling of fear and rejection that made his whole body resist, resisting to dream again.

Yin Jiu gradually curled up into a ball, his forehead throbbing with sleepiness, but a subconscious force forced him to pull himself out of his sleepiness.

Can't sleep.

cannot..

I didn't know how much time had passed when there was a knock on the door.

"Xiaojiu? Xiaojiu, wake up."

"..."

Yin Jiu got up from the bed with a pale face. His sleep needs had already broken through the yellow line and were gradually sliding into the red area.

His mood gradually sank.

Toru Amuro had spent the whole morning sorting out the case materials that Yin Jiu had encountered yesterday. When he opened the door, he found that the young man, who should have just woken up, was pale and half leaning against the head of the bed, looking sickly.

"What's wrong?" Amuro Toru felt something was wrong, stepped forward quickly, and put his hand on Yin Jiu's forehead, "Are you sick?"

"No, I haven't been sleeping well lately and I keep having nightmares." Yin Jiu subconsciously retreated, but the back of his head was against the headboard and couldn't move. He closed his eyes, looked at the time on his phone, struggled to get up, put on his coat and walked out, "Sorry, I'll go wash up first."

"..."

Toru Amuro quietly watched Yin Jiu's back as he left, and felt something was wrong.

After a long time, he stretched out the hand that had just touched Yin Jiu's forehead and put it into the quilt where Yin Jiu had been lying.

It was so cold that it didn't look like anyone had slept there.

The situation on Yin Jiu's side is indeed not optimistic. The reduced need for sleep has caused this body to be in a state of slight dizziness and headache.

"Is it really okay?"

Sitting in the car, Amuro Toru could not forget the icy cold temperature. After confirming again and again, Amuro was sure that Yin Jiu should have taken a nap, or at least lay in bed for a few hours.

But this further proves that Yin Jiu's physical condition is not optimistic. Amuro Toru recalled that he had only seen this kind of body temperature in one type of person - a dead person.

Could it be that Yin Jiu’s genetic disease is actually very serious?

Toru Amuro thought of Yin Jiu's frail personality in the entertainment industry, and it seemed that he also fainted in the last scene before Yin Jiu left for the United States.

Perhaps this is not a character setting, but Yin Jiu's real situation. As Toru Amuro looked at Yin Jiu's pale and gray face, the more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed.

There were a few moments when Toru Amuro even had the urge to send the person directly to the hospital.

Yin Jiu seemed to have seen through Amuro Toru's worry, and he managed to cheer up a bit. "My physique has always been like this. It's incurable since I was born. But yesterday I encountered a bandage monster that attacked me late at night. Now when I close my eyes, all I see is that thing. I can't sleep and it's very uncomfortable."

"Bandage monster? Cut you?" The case that Toru Amuro understood was a story about a criminal who dismembered a plagiarist in order to avenge his college friend, and then surrendered himself.

I didn't expect there were such important details.

"Yes, it was originally a conflict within the senior's club," Yin Jiu said aggrievedly, "but I seem to have accidentally discovered the murderer's disguise, so I was targeted as well."

"You didn't tell the police about this?"

Amuro Toru guessed what had happened just by listening to Yin Jiu's few words. When he recalled the case reported by Fumiaki Yuya, he clenched his back teeth tightly.

How can this be considered a just act of revenge for a close friend?

As far as he knew, the murderer named Takahashi Ryoichi was given a lighter sentence because he surrendered himself and his motive for committing the crime was justifiable.

Yin Jiu is only 14 years old, the age of a flower.

This criminal wanted to kill the teenager just because he saw through his disguise. This is not a just action, this is just a murderer!

"I didn't tell the police," Yin Jiu shook his head, crossed his arms, and spoke in a fragile and helpless voice, "The other party was Suzuki Ayako's classmate, and in the end, he didn't cause any real harm to me."

"In this case, even if we speak out, it will not have any result except for the prisoner's sentence being slightly heavier."

"And my next step is to develop in the entertainment industry. If I am involved in the case and offend the eldest daughter of the Suzuki family, it will be very difficult for you, Mr. Agent."