Conan's organization will end sooner or later without me

Before anyone could react, a figure fell straight down from the sky, and amid the screams of the crowd, the rapier held high by the statue pierced through the chest.

"Ah!!!!" There were other children present, and they all cried out in fear at the same time.

Only Yin Jiu turned his back to the pool and blinked in confusion.

“…” He has already smelled the blood, should he turn back?

"Don't look back!" Amuro Toru, still holding a bath towel in his hand, walked around the two young men blocking his way and went straight towards Yin Jiu.

"I..." Yin Jiu spoke hesitantly, but the sudden feeling of hunger surged into his heart.

It's like being hungry for eight or ten meals.

How could this be?

Yin Jiu glanced at the hunger bar. This demand column, which used to decline very slowly, now dropped a lot, which was unreasonably fast.

With so many people in fear, he should have received a lot of supplements. However, even that was not enough, and his hunger demand reached the red line at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Very problematic!

Yin Jiu thought for only a second before closing his eyes and letting his body naturally fall to one side.

He couldn't expend any more energy if he didn't want to lose his mind here.

The vampire's body has too many weaknesses, and for the first time, Yin Jiu began to dislike this body.

Toru Amuro was a man of quick eyes and hands. When he saw his silly roe deer close his eyes, his heart skipped a beat. Then he picked the man up and carried him on his back.

"Xiao Jiu... " The director was a little worried about Yin Jiu's situation. He was a minor. If something really went wrong on the crew, even if it was an accident, he would have to bear most of the responsibility.

"It's okay, it's probably just that the water is too cold, and the temperature difference between inside and outside is too great, so he fainted." Only when carrying Yin Jiu on his back could Toru Amuro truly feel how cold the child was. It was a temperature so cold that it was steaming cold air from his chest.

Amuro Toru was so distressed that he no longer looked at Ran Mouri and others who were chasing down from the building next door.

With a gloomy face, he said goodbye to the director and left with Yin Jiu.

Conan was a little surprised to see a large group of people downstairs with cameras set up, but when he saw Yin Jiu being carried on Amuro Toru's back with an unconscious body, he immediately became subconsciously alert.

what happened?

Why is Yin Jiu here?

Did the person just hit Yin Jiu? !

He wanted to chase after him to ask, but he saw the man with a dark face, as if he was particularly disgusted with them. He carried Yin Jiu on his back and quickly left their sight.

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On the other side, Yin Jiu opened his eyes immediately after being placed on the bed by Toru Amuro.

"What did I do just now?" Yin Jiu pretended to be ignorant and covered his head as if recalling something. "I remember I felt a little cold, and then..."

"Maybe he caught a cold," Toru Amuro put his hand on Yin Jiu's forehead. No matter how he touched it, he felt that the body temperature was not right.

"I'm fine," Yin Jiu stretched out his hand to stop the other party from getting closer, and moved back to distance himself from Amuro Toru. "I want to take a shower first, and then go downstairs to drink ginger tea."

Toru Amuro did not object. He watched Yin Jiu enter the bathroom, then his eyes turned cold and he looked straight downstairs.

In the bathroom, Yin Jiu was not feeling well either. He was leaning against the wall and taking deep breaths, his fangs almost touching his lower lip.

No, there will be big problems.

Yin Jiu stood there for a while, then smashed a cup and scratched his palm with the glass shards.

"Xiao Jiu?" Toru Amuro was startled when he heard the noise in the bathroom and knocked on the door to ask.

"It's okay, I just accidentally knocked over the toothbrush cup." The boy's voice in the bathroom was muffled and unclear.

Toru Amuro waited outside for a while before he saw Yin Jiu coming out wrapped in a bath towel.

"What's going on?" Amuro Toru frowned, carefully examined Yin Jiu, and frowned when he saw the scratches on his hand, "Why don't you come out if you're injured?"

"It's just a minor injury," Yin Jiu said absentmindedly, letting Toru Amuro bandage his wound, and then Toru Amuro brought Yin Jiu a pair of dry pajamas.

When changing clothes, I saw the bruise on Yin Jiu's shoulder again, "How come it's been so long, and it's not healed yet?"

Toru Amuro frowned. Yin Jiu's skin was so pale that no blood could be seen, and any mark on it would be particularly obvious.

This kind of bruise will usually be significantly reduced in a week or two. He remembered that Yin Jiu's injury had been there for a week, but there was no change in color at all.

Yin Jiu also noticed the marks on his back. He was silent for a moment and silently pulled up his collar. "It should be fine. I don't usually feel any pain."

Facing Amuro Toru's worried gaze, Yin Jiu was actually very worried about himself.

He had long noticed the abnormality in wound healing, but the abnormality was getting worse.

Especially today, the sudden desire to suck blood seemed to remind Yin Jiu. Ever since he discovered that absorbing a large amount of emotional points could also increase his sense of fullness, he rarely asked for blood.

Could this be the reason why his recovery was so slow?

Yin Jiu had some guesses in his mind, and his desire to eat was temporarily suppressed.

He became interested in the ginger tea the director mentioned. God knows he still has a Chinese stomach, even though he wouldn't feel much when eating casually.

But whenever he hears about food from China, such as ginger tea, he will start to crave it.

"Anyway, the wound won't heal in a short time, and the director and the others should still be at the crime scene. Why don't we go downstairs and get a pack of ginger tea?" Yin Jiu suggested.

However, Toru Amuro's eyes flashed. It turned out that the silly roe deer had guessed what had just happened because of the bloodstains on his clothes.

Is that why he broke the cup in panic?

Toru Amuro felt both distressed and helpless about the child's strength of not saying anything and enduring silently.

He looked at Yin Jiu for a long while, but he didn't say anything against Yin Jiu. "Okay, but let me tell you in advance, you got hurt today after touching the water, so you have to come back and sleep after drinking the ginger tea."

The implication is that you should not get involved in the case.

"I'm not a detective," Yin Jiu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. All he wanted was some emotional points. As for whoever wanted to take charge of the case, they could do so. He didn't want to get involved and be the butterfly that ruined the plot.

After getting Yin Jiu's affirmative answer, Toru Amuro took the child downstairs.