Conan's organization will end sooner or later without me

This little incident did not affect the friendship between the Junior Detective Team and Yin Jiu.

In order to give the children the most complete childhood, Yin Jiu added another task to himself besides his daily homework - making exercises for primary school students.

"It is better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish. After all, I am not Japanese, and I will not be able to lead these kids to shine in the detective industry in the future."

"So in order to cultivate their ability to think independently, as the advisor of the Junior Detective Team, I have specially prepared questions for them to exercise their brains. I will give them to their class teacher and distribute them to them as winter vacation gifts. I think they will like them very much, right?"

Yin Jiu's hands were typing rapidly on the keyboard, and he couldn't suppress the curve of his lips.

Recalling his youth when he studied hard under the setting sun, Yin Jiu vowed that as a responsible time traveler, he would let these children enjoy drowning in the ocean of knowledge... ahem, the joy of traveling!

Because he has been in the rain before and knows the benefits of knowledge raindrops, he wants to tear up everyone's umbrella!

“…I’m sure you will…right?”

There was a lack of confidence in Toru Amuro's tone, and looking at the almost drowning gentle smile on Yin Jiu's lips, he really couldn't bear to hit his own silly roe deer.

The starting point is good, but I suggest you not to start.

If he didn't understand Yin Jiu's character, Toru Amuro would really think that his own silly roe deer was a white-cut black.

It’s a wonder he could think of that!

However... Toru Amuro suddenly remembered the pile of neatly arranged homework papers in Yin Jiu's room.

“…” Maybe the silly roe deer in his family really thinks so from the bottom of his heart.

Toru Amuro wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, turned his back strategically and continued cutting vegetables, but his mind began to wander uncontrollably. So, was Xiaojiu thinking about such questions in his heart when he didn't speak?

Various strange problems on Yin Jiu's screen gradually emerged in his mind, such as "car rear-end collision", "chickens and rabbits in the same cage", "water collection from the faucet", etc.

"...it's already tiring to balance work and high school homework, and now I have to give questions to these kids. Isn't it too hard?" Toru Amuro felt that he had an obligation to rescue this group of poor Japanese budding students one last time.

"No, I seldom go to school. Doing this just fills my spare time. And I am really happy to be able to help them."

Yin Jiu's voice was gentle and soft, and his words were full of friendship, but Toru Amuro's expression was frowned in an indescribable way.

What should I say?

Can't save it, wish you well!

The two held almost diametrically opposed views in their hearts, but the atmosphere on the surface seemed increasingly harmonious.

But the good times didn't last long. Just when the atmosphere was getting tense, the phone on the coffee table in the living room broke the tranquility.

"Hello?" Yin Jiu clamped the microphone on his shoulder, his hands still editing the exercises. After a moment, his fingers paused, revealing a surprised look, "Mr. Masuyama? You want to take me to the hot springs now? The car is already outside the villa?"

"Then wait for me, I'll clean it up."

After hanging up the phone, Yin Jiu saw that Toru Amuro had stopped cutting vegetables and was looking at him.

"what happened?"

"I'm sorry, Brother Tou, I can't have dinner with you. Mr. Masuyama seems to have something to talk to me about." Yin Jiu closed the laptop with both hands, looking slightly apologetic.

"Your guardian?" It took Toru Amuro a while to recall the figure of an old man from the corner of his memory.

"Yes, he was on a business trip some time ago." Yin Jiu calculated how long Piske had been away on business. This old friend probably came to see him right after he returned to Japan.

No wonder he can hold the position of veteran. Even though he is in his seventies, his enthusiasm for the mission is still as strong as ever.

Think about it, Bourbon is only 29. . . . Yin Jiu glanced at the table full of ingredients without leaving a trace. At least it was difficult for him to imagine that Bourbon 70 was still running at the forefront of the mission.

Think about Vermouth again, she is also an old man, and now she is in the investigation team of the organization, but in fact she only knows how to eat, drink and have fun with public funds all day long.

Oh, by the way, Yin Jiu suddenly remembered that the relationship between the two seemed to be quite good. It was said that they often had dinner together, and what they reported was in the name of exchanging intelligence.

And their nominal boss RUM is also unreliable. He doesn't even review the reimbursement forms. How can he not limit the budget for such unreasonable expenses?

You have to know that the organization's finishing work and layout are all the responsibility of the intelligence group. How much profit will be lost in this back and forth?

No wonder he said why Gin and RUM don't get along. It turns out that the intelligence team is living a life of luxury while the action team is living a life of luxury! Who can accept this? !

Besides, RUM failed to properly handle the aftermath of a mission a few years ago, and now it is still hiding in some unknown corner.

He sounds like he is in control of the situation behind the scenes, but in reality he is just giving orders and not doing any work.

After counting them carefully, apart from Gin and Vodka, the only cadre member who can still stay on the front line after turning 30 is Pisk, who is still down-to-earth and capable?

While Yin Jiu felt that Gin had a hard time, his evaluation of Pisco also increased to a higher level.

Toru Amuro didn't know about Yin Jiu's brainstorming. When he saw Yin Jiu's lips curled up subconsciously, he felt a rare sense of sadness in his heart.

Forget it. Silly Roe Deer and his guardian have a deep affection for each other, so this doesn’t seem to be a bad thing. It’s better not to disturb their parent-child reunion.

"Then I'll leave first?" Seeing that Amuro Toru did not respond, Yin Jiu had already put on his coat and walked out in two steps.

"Remember not to let the injured part of your hand touch water!" Amuro Toru had not forgotten that Yin Jiu had scratched his hand last time, so he reminded him.

The silly roe deer ran away very fast without looking back.

Toru Amuro sighed softly, feeling empty as he looked at the table full of dishes.

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Yin Jiu is now very optimistic about this veteran cadre. He fastened his seat belt familiarly and sat in the passenger seat, his face showing a very relaxed expression.

"Long time no see, Xiaojiu. Are you still suffering from insomnia recently?" Kenzo Masuyama took the initiative to greet him.

"It's still the same, but the recent schoolwork is not too stressful, so I can still hold on. But Mr. Masuyama seems to be very busy recently. Why is he suddenly preparing to take a hot spring bath?" Yin Jiu smiled, wanting to hear some interesting stories about the work of this old colleague.

"I was just busy recently." Masuyama Kenzo started the car and chased the van in front of him, saying in a measured tone, "But that's all in the past. If there are no problems in the company during the next period of time, I will still be free."

God knows he was just planning to take a vacation with public funds, but he didn't expect to receive an email from someone code-named Glenfiddich member halfway through.

The content was probably about asking him whether he felt he was free in the organization.

God damn freedom!

At that time, he was using the organization's activity funds to buy a famous watch.

This text message was sent directly to his mobile phone without any warning at that time, as if mocking him as a parasite who thought he was "free" and squandered the organization's resources without restraint.

Especially the code name of Glenfiddich. He vaguely remembered that this was an extremely mysterious guy whose department was unclear, whose rights and responsibilities were vague.

Will he be the organization's censor?

Mom!

What kind of greeting message is this?!

This is definitely a death warrant!

Pisco's face turned pale. He bought a ticket back to Japan that night and rushed back to the vicinity of the latest mission target without stopping.

Freedom? He doesn't need freedom!

Doing tasks makes him happy!

"That's great. I took on a detective drama some time ago. If Mr. Masuyama has time, you can come and see me on the set." Yin Jiu shared his daily life in a casual manner. He didn't know what was going on in Kenzo Masuyama's mind. He just felt that this colleague was really dedicated.

If Pisker hadn't died in the anime, he would have definitely added a powerful general to the Black Organization.

Look, he just finished his business trip and immediately took on the organization's task. With such enthusiasm, he can definitely be called a backbone.

This old friend has been saved!

Pisk didn't know that his behavior had won the approval of Glenfiddich. He was still thinking about how to get Yin Jiu to talk. Seeing the child actively share his hands on the steering wheel, he excitedly tightened them slightly, "Oh, really? What role did you play?"

"Because this is a detective drama, the audience will have to guess the murderer, so the contract requires that the specific character details be kept confidential." Yin Jiu put his finger between his lips and showed a mysterious smile, "But Mr. Masuyama can go to the scene to see me, so that he can see the answer first."

"Then I really have to take some time to go and take a look." Kenzo Masuyama felt that Yin Jiu was not on guard against him at all, and a smile appeared on his face.