Conan's organization will end sooner or later without me

It was two days later when Yin Jiu came out of the research institute.

"Brother Tou, what are we having for dinner today?" Yin Jiu sat at the table and smelled the aroma of rice wafting from the kitchen.

"It's beef curry rice," Amuro Toru gently stirred the curry in the pot. The steam turned into wisps of smoke, covering his face like a veil. "I heard that you were in the hospital. Eating more red meat will be good for your recovery."

After sprinkling some pepper in the pot and breaking off two pieces of dark chocolate, Amuro Toru sniffed the scent of the curry again, and finally poured them into the plate with satisfaction, "This way the curry will have a more layered flavor... Be careful with the heat."

"Brother Toru's cooking must be delicious," Yin Jiu helped Amuro Toru carry the plate to the table. He couldn't wait to scoop up a large piece of curry with a spoon, blew on it and took a bite. His eyes suddenly lit up, "It's delicious!"

"You." Amuro Toru couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth. He reached out and took two pieces of tissue paper from the table and handed them over, reminding him kindly, "I told you to be careful of the burns."

"It will be fine after blowing it," Yin Jiu said while eating with a grunt, his words unclear, "You don't know what kind of life I went through when I was in the hospital."

Thinking back to the food at the research institute, Yin Jiu felt like he had experienced a nightmare. From his hair to his toes, his whole body was filled with resistance.

He shook his head, trying to get the bad memories out of his mind.

Seeing Yin Jiu's disgusted expression, Amuro Toru felt a little distressed and amused, "Then try not to get sick. If your physical condition is always bad, you won't have the chance to eat many delicious but heavy foods."

"Yeah." Yin Jiu bit the spoon, imagining the days of staying in the research institute where Gin had his blood drawn every day and there were only blood bags and takeout.

Does that guy know how to live?

Yin Jiu was about to cry to death. A model worker in the organization had to eat coarse food to support the whole family? Is this the quality of Gin's father?

Yin Jiu couldn't understand and was greatly shocked.

If he hadn't insisted on ordering a bento with a balance of meat and vegetables, Yin Jiu really doubted that Gin would eat rice balls for two meals a day.

Save time and effort, no odor.

Oh, by the way, when he is particularly busy, Gin doesn’t eat, and four glasses of beer are enough for the day.

Yin Jiu was really convinced.

Yin Jiu, who had a lot of complaints in his heart but no one to vent them to, suddenly became quiet and ate the curry beef in small bites, looking like a little squirrel who was concentrating on eating.

Amuro Toru watched with satisfaction for a while, and only spoke when he felt that he had fed his silly roe deer half full, "The play you acted in last time has begun to be aired one after another. There is an interview program about detective mystery dramas tonight. I will take you there later."

"Interview? I just performed on a set, and the drama has probably only been aired for a few episodes, and someone has already come to interview me?" Yin Jiu put down his spoon and frowned in confusion. He thought that there would be an interesting interview at least after the filming was completed, or even after the entire drama was finished.

"Actually, it's not just the mystery drama you're filming now," seeing Yin Jiu's confused expression, Amuro Toru explained, "It's a collection of all detective dramas. The production team invited detective Maori Kogoro and some actors from detective dramas to put together this show..."

As Amuro Toru was speaking, he saw Yin Jiu's head drooping, and his lips gradually pursed into a straight line. He paused for a moment, and immediately thought of the reason, "Don't worry, it's not because of my private relationship with Maori Kogoro, but because of the online vote."

He seemed to be prepared and raised his phone in front of Yin Jiu.

"?" Yin Jiu wanted to pretend again, but when he looked up, he saw that the interface on the phone screen was a page called "Detective Show Voting".

Just as the name suggests, this is a voting event for a live detective show. Basically, in each episode, the detective and actor that everyone wants to see the most will be selected based on the number of votes.

Unfortunately, Kogoro Mouri and Yin Jiu were the candidates voted for in this episode.

Yin Jiu glanced through the comments. Most people voted for him because of his looks. The few dissenting voices were drowned out by the crowd.

It seems that he was chosen for the interview because of his "looks". Yin Jiu touched his face, looked at the passive skill "Vampire Charm" that was always on in the skill board, and raised his eyebrows.

This ability is a king bomb!

Yin Jiu pushed away Amuro Toru's phone and reluctantly accepted the reality that his looks were better than his ability. He comforted himself by taking out a small mirror from his pocket and re-adjusting his hairstyle.

Still a child.

Toru Amuro looked at Yin Jiu's actions and couldn't help but curl his lips.

-

Night comes quickly.

When Yin Jiu and Amuro Toru arrived at Nichimi TV, Maori Kogoro had already started chatting with the organizers.

"Brother Yin Jiu!" Conan noticed Yin Jiu and ran over, "So the supporting guest is you."

"Yes, but the focus of this kind of program is definitely around detectives, and by then it should mainly be a question-and-answer session with Uncle Maori." Yin Jiu bent down and moved closer to Conan.

After not seeing him for a few days, it seemed that his little goal hadn't grown at all.

Yin Jiu recorded it silently in his heart.

However, when Toru Amuro saw the little boy, his alarm bells went off, but he saw that his silly roe deer was very interested.

"..."

Toru Amuro hesitated for a while, but finally he chose to endure like a mature patriarch.

Seeing that Yin Jiu's agent was no longer paying attention to this side, Conan immediately tiptoed close to Yin Jiu's ear, "Brother Yin Jiu, why did you say that at the hot spring hotel last time? Did you know something at that time?"

Yin Jiu had turned his head to cooperate with Conan when he heard these words, "What did I say?"

"It's about the complicated relationship between people." Conan looked at him and saw the problem from his blank expression. "Aren't you saying that because you discovered something?"

"Well..." Yin Jiu pretended to be embarrassed and looked around. After making sure that no one was around, he also imitated Conan and put his hands on his mouth. "Actually, that time it was because I heard gunshots."

"Did you hear the gunshot?" Conan shuddered and immediately raised his voice. "How could you have heard it when it was so noisy?"

"That's because I used to live in the United States," Yin Jiu made a shushing gesture and repeated what he had said to Pisk to Conan. "Although that sound is very similar to firecrackers, for people who often hear this sound, they will not mistake it."

"So why didn't you say anything at the time, and why...?" and why did you show that expression?

"Because it has already happened," Yin Jiu lowered his voice, "Even if I said it at that time, it wouldn't change anything, but the last party of Uncle Maori and his classmates would definitely be completely ruined because of it."

"After all, this has happened. I'm afraid they will never be able to have a gathering as casually as they did at the beginning, and they won't be able to gather so many people again."