Conan's organization will end sooner or later without me

When he entered the research institute again, the staff in charge of reception looked up and saw the young man who had been brought in by Gin two days ago. This time he was brought in by another veteran cadre.

“Inspection or accommodation?”

"Check." Piske's face darkened. In the past, he often came to the institute for maintenance due to various problems. He didn't expect that today this staff member would mock him for needing accommodation.

Putting Yin Jiu, who seemed to be unconscious, on the table, Pisk looked at the name tag of the receptionist who was speaking, and said in a cold tone, "Do a full body check for my adopted son, and print out the data before tomorrow morning."

"Oh, yes, yes." The staff at the front desk was puzzled by Piske's particularly cold eyes today. After looking at each other, the graduate student who helped check Yin Jiu's physical data last time came out with his apprentice.

"The results will probably be out tomorrow afternoon. Look at you..."

"Call me when he wakes up." Pisk snorted coldly. He would never compromise on accommodation. He hurriedly recorded the visit information on the organization's computer and left without looking back.

The receptionist didn't dare to stop Pisk. After the man walked out and the sound of the car started fading away, he carefully looked at the registration content again. Then he frowned and pointed at the blank code name of the adopted son, "Why is there one missing?"

No matter how helpless the receptionist at the front desk is.

Yin Jiu was carried into the room by the researcher and immediately opened his eyes.

"It's you again." Yin Jiu closed the door and walked to the operating table on the side with familiarity.

"That's perfect. I can get the information from last time and send it out tomorrow afternoon."

The researcher following Yin Jiu did not refute, but lowered his head and quickly packed up the materials.

The research apprentice at the back frowned and said, "Hey, the patients should sit over there. This is for internal researchers."

"Don't talk nonsense." The researcher suddenly reached out and patted the apprentice, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

This guy is at least a frequent visitor here, although his manner of coming in these few times was a bit awkward.

But didn’t you see that he just kept silent?

If he remembered correctly, this young man had a close relationship with Gin and Vodka, and seemed to have high authority in the database.

At least he was just helping out during the inspection.

In short, they can't afford to offend this kind of person.

"less talking, more working."

Seeing that Yin Jiu was looking at the data seriously without responding, the researcher lowered his voice and glared at his apprentice.

"Teacher?" The apprentice's morale also dropped. He looked at Yin Jiu carefully again. He looked young and weak.

Could it be that he is the son of a big group who cannot be offended?

"What kind of crappy permission settings are on this broken computer?"

Yin Jiu originally wanted to call up the inspection report that Gin had saved for him last time to beautify the negative records, but he didn't expect that the system would detect his fingerprint permission and directly pop up a warning window.

He only has the permission to view the information and is not allowed to modify it.

Is that a revision? He is restoring the report to what it should have been!

“It’s really frustrating.”

Yin Jiu gritted his teeth, picked up his phone unwillingly, and sent a few harassing messages to Gin to vent his anger.

The apprentice over there immediately showed an expression of "as expected".

This person is indeed a rich kid.

Their company's hierarchical system is very strict, and strict data permissions are set for each level above the top. Many confidential files even require the permission of two or three people to open, and it is absolutely impossible for outsiders to access any content of internal research using their computers.

This kid obviously had no manners and clicked on a research project button at random, causing the screen to turn red.

Just wait, security and management personnel will be here soon.

The apprentice had a gloating smile on his face, but his researcher mentor was thinking more.

It was blocked?

What high-authority file did this person open? When the security guards come, should he distance himself from the matter? Or should he say that it was the apprentice who touched it by mistake?

As the two of them were thinking about this, the sound of Yin Jiu pressing the buttons on his phone could be heard.

The receptionist outside the door quickly knocked on the door, but not to ask for accountability.

"Well, young master, it seems that Mr. Pisk forgot to sign your code name just now." The receptionist's forehead was sweating profusely, and it was obvious that he had gone through a great psychological struggle.

He quietly took the person to the corner of the room and kept his voice as low as possible, fearing that others would hear his dereliction of duty.

"Well, it's okay." Yin Jiu still had his phone in his hand, and he sent another string of emojis to Gin perfunctorily, "You just leave it alone, there will be others to cover for me."

"But...but." The receptionist almost cried. He was really afraid of being held accountable later, so he begged for mercy.

"Don't worry, you won't be held accountable. So, start a new page for me, and I'll sign Gin's name on the back. If there are any problems later, he will take full responsibility." Yin Jiu's expression was very relaxed.

The receptionist walked out with a sad face.

Sign a gin? What's the difference between that and being held accountable directly?

The researcher kept his ears perked up, and could only vaguely hear Pisco, Gin, cover the bottom, hold the accountable, and take full responsibility...

As he listened, his hands and feet became cold.

Suddenly, he remembered the document that Yin Jiu asked him to get. It was a set of information that Gin had specially forged a few days ago, and it was completely different from the boy's physical signs.

Thinking about it this way, the boy seemed to be pretending to be unconscious today. Perhaps his visit today was a well-prepared move, intended to lure the enemy into a trap.

Gin, Pisco...

Difficult... Could it be a factional struggle?!

A layer of cold sweat broke out on the researcher's back.

The apprentices on the other side had a much calmer mentality.

"I really envy these young masters, they can do whatever they want without having to pay any price for it." The apprentice thought silently in his heart, if they had touched a confidential document by mistake, they would definitely not do what they did now, picking it up and putting it down gently.

Why?

This group of people are superior to others outside, and even in the research institute, this academic and professional paradise, it is still this group of good-for-nothing young men who receive preferential treatment.

He originally thought that the institute was a place where competence was paramount, and that every knowledgeable and capable researcher would be respected and have status.

I didn't expect it to be the same as outside?

The sudden outburst of emotion naturally attracted Yin Jiu's attention.

The researcher is concerned about the ostrich's shrinking presence, and his apprentice does not seem to share the same idea.

Yin Jiu's eyes curved up, and he suddenly said without thinking, "Do you also want to experience this privilege?"

"What do you rich kids know? You're just a bunch of losers who only know how to eat, drink and have fun because of your parents' wealth." The apprentice obviously had his own pride. "What we study cannot be compared with mere privileges and wealth."

"Shut up!" The researcher was almost scared to death, and the documents in his hand trembled and scattered all over the floor.

When I looked up, I saw a smile on Yin Jiu's lips.

"Very good," Yin Jiu bent down, picked up the A4 papers on the ground one by one, folded them, and patted the researcher on the shoulder, "You can go now, give me the apprenticeship."

"Yes Yes."

The researcher wiped a cold sweat from his forehead, took a last deep look at the apprentice, said nothing more, opened the door and walked out.

The door was ruthlessly closed and locked from the outside, like a ruthless sickle, separating the life inside from the outside.

The apprentice who was left behind was stunned.

"No, mentor, why are you..."

"If you ask too many people, you won't live long." Yin Jiu gently placed his hand on the apprentice's shoulder, his wine-red eyes gleaming with a faint light, "How about we do an experiment together?"

"..."

-

Late at night Gin and Vodka stood on top of a building.

"Brother, the lights in the target room are off."

"Well, Kiel retreats, and Chianti is responsible for the cover." Gin's dark green eyes were fixed on the dark villa area. The moment he saw the black figure retreat to the side of the street, his fingers moved slightly.

"boom!"

At the same time, the cell phone in Gin's pocket vibrated.

"Hey, Gin." Yin Jiu had long been accustomed to Gin's silence and abnormal confusion. "Are you doing the mission now? Why don't you reply to my message?"

"Tsk."

When Gin heard this, he knew that Yin Jiu was not in any serious condition. He lowered his head and was about to hang up the phone when he heard the other end speak again.

"I urgently need a mission to consume some more energy." Yin Jiu took a piece of paper from the table and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Next to him was the apprentice in a white coat who had already died. He was lying on his back on the operating table, with the blood-stained scissors in his hand still hanging on his thumb, and his expression was terrified and desperate.

"What are you doing now?"

Could this guy please shut up?

Gin's voice was a little gnashed.

When other members were doing the task, they just wanted to lie down and slack off more than the other.

But Yin Jiu is different. Although he has received a strict order from his superiors to prioritize the safety of Granfidi, this guy insisted on interfering with the action team.

It's just like going wherever there's risk!

What’s even worse is that he never declares it and always goes to Gin!

And it was not just Glenfiddich who was unreliable. Gin remembered that there were a few times when he reported to his superiors, hoping that someone from above would punish this bastard, but he did not expect to get a reply on the same day - "Glenfiddich said that Gin bullied him again."

You little bastard who is the first to complain!

That gentleman must be old and blurry-eyed to be fooled by this thing. He even made a special trip to call him and have a serious chat at night, "Gin, the new generation of children in the organization have their own tempers and are difficult to manage. Gryffindor's loyalty to the organization is unquestionable, and his mother was once an important member of the organization. He is still young, you should be more tolerant of him."

But go to his tolerance!

Whenever he thought of these words, Gin became so angry that he wanted to curse.

Why did no one ever talk to him about tolerance when he was little?