Conan's organization will end sooner or later without me

Yin Jiu would put his ideas into practice and finalize a plan. He then sent a brief application to his boss.

Gin just finished recording. He just stood up and was about to leave with Vodka, but Yin Jiu grabbed his sleeve and said, "It feels like I haven't had dinner with you for a long time, Gin. What should we eat tonight?"

".....#"

While Yin Jiu and Gin were getting along happily here, the boss on the other side received emails from Gin and Yin Jiu respectively and fell into deep thought.

"Glenfiddich's mental state seems to be very bad recently, and his physical condition has further deteriorated." The boss tapped his fingers on the table and muttered to himself, "I don't know whether this change in the alien is good or bad."

"By the way, the child eventually came to Japan, and his temperament has changed a lot, becoming more lively than before."

"If you come back, you'll probably complain that I made him a cripple."

"As for me, actually..."

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Yin Jiu could not hear the boss's late-night monologue at all. He was sitting opposite Gin, gnawing on a pork elbow.

"Oh, this roasted pork elbow is so delicious!"

Yin Jiu licked the corner of his mouth contentedly and looked at Vodka who was eating equally enthusiastically, "It seems that Vodka also likes this kind of food."

"Every restaurant you picked for Glenfiddich is pretty good." Vodka said mumblingly without even raising his head.

"..." Gin glanced at the two people who were eating happily and did not behave like organizational cadres at all, and silently moved his chair away.

"Why move away?" Yin Jiu heard the sound and immediately moved his chair a little closer to Gin. He repeated the contents of the book in a serious manner, "Gin, the book says that you are not sociable and will easily be isolated by your colleagues."

"Cough, cough, cough, cough." A mouthful of meat got stuck in Vodka's throat, and he curled up in pain.

"..." Gin glanced at the damaged driver, silently opened his mouth and bit off a piece of meat, chewing it with big mouthfuls. He didn't want to pay attention to this kid with no sense of boundaries.

"Don't have that expression. Are you really unpopular in Japan? Are you isolated?" Not receiving a response from Gin, Yin Jiu became more and more aggressive and leaned his upper body closer to Gin.

Vodka was also observing Gin's expression. After thinking about it carefully, he realized that what Glenfiddich said was right. The eldest brother's personality was not very likable in Japan.

But if we talk about isolation...

Vodka secretly analyzed Gin's situation and felt that he should say something to clear his brother's name.

But Gin suddenly moved. The blond half-blood in black clothes quickly moved closer to the young provocateur, and before the brown-haired boy could react, he bit off the elbow meat on his hand.

Not a single unnecessary move!

"..."

Yin Jiu was stunned for half a second.

"!!!"

His roasted pork elbow!

Such a big piece!

Still steaming!

"Kurosawa Jin you bastard!"

Yin Jiu almost overturned the table and hit someone, but Gin grabbed his hands and tied them.

"What the hell..."

Yin Jiu tried to pull his hand out for a long time but failed. Seeing that Yin Jiu called his big brother by his real name, Vodka must have been very angry. He hurriedly tried to smooth things over and took the initiative to push his other elbow over, "Glenfiddi, don't be angry with big brother, there's a grilled elbow over here."

Is this a problem with roasted pork elbow?

Yin Jiu retracted his hand in frustration and glared at Gin fiercely.

After such a commotion, he lost the mood to continue causing trouble. He rubbed his wrist with one hand and talked about business.

"The FBI's bases in Japan have been roughly marked on the map by the logistics team. I should be part of tonight's mission, right? After all, I'm the interrogator, and according to the rules, I should be there to supervise the whole process."

There is a rule in the organization that if someone is responsible for the interrogation, that person must be present throughout the process of catching the mouse.

It was not to provide any important details, but if there were any omissions or suspicion of having had secret dealings with the enemy undercover in advance, the interrogator would be killed in the mission. This would prevent the interrogator from being tempted by the enemy and betraying the organization to the greatest extent.

Because of this, the work of the interrogation team has always been rejected by normal members of the organization.

Most of the tasks, which were extremely hateful to the Red Army and had little profit, fell to the members who were undergoing assessment, while the other part of the interrogation was arranged for the members who were already suspected by the top leaders.

But Yin Jiu was different from them. It was obvious that Yin Jiu was volunteering.

"You don't have to participate in this operation." Gin pulled up several sections of the operation route on his phone and pointed to an intersection. "I'll let you off here, and then you can go back by yourself."

Glenfiddich's loyalty to the organization is beyond doubt, so there is no need for such a test.

Yin Jiu didn't force it. He knew himself well and knew that he was not a man of force. It would be better for him not to interfere in such a big task as dealing with the FBI.

Yin Jiu nodded and got into the car obediently. His uncharacteristically well-behaved behavior made Vodka look at him a few more times.

Fortunately, Glenfiddich was relatively well behaved along the way.

After saying goodbye to the two, Yin Jiu did not return to the villa immediately, but took a taxi to the laboratory in Beihu alone. This safe house connected to the laboratory looked like an ordinary residential villa on the surface. Because of Yin Jiu's insomnia a few days ago, a seemingly "normal" experimental base was specially allocated to him, and even Gin didn't know about it yet.

Yin Jiu received the experimental reports from other laboratories by himself using a computer, stayed in the laboratory overnight and finished reading the reports.

The next morning, the drug dosage and experimental plan were adjusted again so that the laboratory could produce the product as soon as possible.

"The insomnia problem can be tolerated for now, but Yin Shuli's experimental progress cannot be stopped." Yin Jiu exited the organization's program and recorded several molecular structures in his notebook.

The types of drugs that Yin Shuli researched were very diverse, with all kinds of effects, including the sleeping pills that Yin Jiu had taken before, and some of which were researched by Yin Shuli himself.

However, Yin Shuli personally researched only one medicine, which was made with Yin Jiu's blood. It was called IDVS and was also nicknamed "Bloody Mary".

The name of the organization is quite unique.

The APTX series of drugs are called "silver bullets", which have the same name as the legendary exorcist that can kill werewolves with one shot. It can also be a cocktail that is popular among young people.

The 'Bloody Mary' represented by IDVS can also be called a cocktail, but because it has the same name as the vampire queen Mary, it is sought after by members of the Satanist cult.

Yin Jiu was very curious about what kind of sparks would be created when "Devil's Wine" and "Exorcism Wine" were mixed together.

Shirley will defect soon, so he needs to prepare an experimental plan to combine the two drugs before that.

It was already afternoon when the laboratory opposite replied to the message. After Yin Jiu finished entering the information, he guessed that Gin might still be busy, so he put on a mask and held an umbrella, went out and headed towards home.

On the way, he was humming a little tune in a good mood. When he passed by the Maori Detective Agency, he happened to see a high school student with short brown hair standing in front of the agency.

"Miss Suzuki is here to play with her bestie again. What an enviable friendship between classmates." Yin Jiu's eyes swept across the familiar color and instinctively thought of Shirley in the gas chamber. He continued forward with a cheerful step.

"..."

No, Suzuki Sonoko doesn’t have this hair color either, right?

Yin Jiu realized it belatedly and paused for a moment, then he slowly fell back.

"..." The brown-haired high school girl originally wanted to knock on the door, but when she heard rustling footsteps behind her, she hesitated and retracted her hand. Turning around, she saw a young man in black clothes and wearing a mask, holding an umbrella and standing under the shade of a tree not far from the office.