Conan's organization will end sooner or later without me

Conan was worried about Yin Jiu's health problems, and Yin Jiu stopped chatting with him and started reading the paper.

To sum up, it is very well written, and this professor obviously has his own unique insights in the field of genetics.

'Can deeply contact and dig into the organization'

Yin Jiu felt that he had accidentally dug up a treasure, and his expression became much brighter. He suppressed the upturned corners of his mouth, and his fingers almost produced sparks as he sent a message to the organization. However, things did not go as he wished, and Yin Jiu's happiness did not last long as it soon froze on his face.

"What's wrong?" Conan was worrying about Yin Jiu's physical condition, and at the same time he glanced at this unlucky junior from time to time. At this moment, he suddenly saw the junior's expression suddenly changed from happy to gritting teeth, and he frowned in confusion.

"It's nothing serious." Yin Jiu breathed in the scent of blood floating in the air, silently counted the people in the living room, and his face darkened a few shades. "It's just that the gift of nature has once again returned to the embrace of nature."

What gift from nature?

Conan was confused by Yin Jiu's adjectives. He subconsciously looked out the window. It was all white outside, with nothing in it.

Kaori Nakahara, who had gone out to buy snacks, came back, and the time gradually approached 10:50 in the evening.

"It's almost eleven o'clock. Even if Mr. Oyama likes to watch TV series over and over again, isn't it a bit slow for so long?" Conan was sitting at the table, looking at Yin Jiu who had been sitting by the window and looking outside absent-mindedly, and asked.

"Yeah, the teacher is really slow today." Nakahara Orika also looked at the time and slowly stood up, "Then I'll go take a look."

-

In the pitch-black night, terrified screams, like the cries of a night owl, accompanied by the sound of a crowd running in panic like a flock of sheep, dragged Yin Jiu out of the emotional abyss of losing research talent.

What is supposed to come will come sooner or later.

Yin Jiu sighed, held his breath resignedly, stood up and followed the crowd.

Behind the open wooden door, a Mediterranean man with his hands tied was kneeling helplessly, half bent over, with a knife stabbed straight into his back, and he died with his eyes open.

"..."

He knew this would happen. Yin Jiu closed his eyes. While he was secretly regretting, Conan had already begun to carefully examine the traces on the ground.

"Yin Jiu, do you think the murderer this time is an outside robber?" Conan checked around and felt that he had solved the mystery. He walked to Yin Jiu's feet confidently.

"Of course not." Yin Jiu rubbed his brows tiredly and turned around to leave the crime scene. Although there were many energy points here, the influence of the blood still made his hunger value drop rapidly.

"Why? Who do you think the murderer is?" Conan heard the unexpected answer and chased after Yin Jiu unwillingly.

"It must be Nakahara Kaori." Yin Jiu looked at Conan as if he was a fool. "She was away the longest, and she was the first to discover the scene afterwards. Who else could it be but her? I'm a little tired today. I'll find a room to rest. Don't disturb me."

Yin Jiu certainly couldn't tell Conan that the smell of blood was strongest on Nakahara Kaori, so he randomly found a room and closed the door. Under normal circumstances, he would have pretended not to notice and watched Conan busy himself with the case, but today...

Ugh.

Yin Jiu sighed again and took out his cell phone.

The email with the note that Dashan had attached his personal information had not been sent yet, and Yin Jiu could only delete them word by word.

After feeling heartbroken for a while, Yin Jiu couldn't help it and changed the recipient.

"Not happy, is there any work to do? - glenfiddich"

"Have you completed your verification mission? - Gin"

"Not at all~——glenfiddich"

Vodka had just finished a task with Gin and was sitting in the car to rest. Hearing the beeping sound of an email notification next to him, he instantly perked up.

"Is it Glenfiddich?" He stretched his neck in anticipation. He hadn't had dinner with Yin Jiu for a long time, ever since that guy Bourbon became Glenfiddich's agent.

If Gin is now considered Yin Jiu's adoptive father (guardian), then Vodka can definitely be considered his uncle.

. . . Has Glenfiddich forgotten about its vodka uncle?

Otherwise, why didn't he come to see him when he was having dinner with that Bourbon guy?

Vodka felt a sour feeling in his heart when he saw Gin rummaging through something in a folder.

"?"

"Assign him a task," Gin threw the cigarette butt in his mouth out of the window and selected the one for Beika Town from the simplest handover tasks.

"There is a 'Conch' trading mission in Beika Town - Gin"

conch?

Yin Jiu immediately straightened up and quickly searched for relevant information from his mind.

This is another industry jargon for white powder.

The organization is actually involved in this kind of business?

Yin Jiu raised his eyebrows.

Then why not use this drug to control subordinate members in the first place?

Yin Jiu was confused for only a moment, but he soon realized that excessive use of "Conch" would lead to a series of side effects such as nausea, vomiting, mental confusion, and decreased physical strength.

The control effect may be good in the short term, but in the long run, all members of the organization will become listless.

At the same time, the injected 'snail' can be easily detected through professional identification, which is not conducive to the hiding of organization members.

Overall, using it is undoubtedly a path where the disadvantages far outweigh the advantages.

Therefore, in comparison, using 'Conch' to control subordinates, this type of drug is more often used in laboratories.

After all, 'Conch' is also an opioid drug. If we ignore its addictiveness, it is actually very effective in relieving pain, like a panacea.

At the same time, in order to produce a more effective reagent, some laboratories will mix fentanyl and "conch" together to form a more effective product. . .

The topic has gone too far.

In short, Yin Jiu received the new task with satisfaction, then he closed his phone and slowly pushed open the door of the room.

"I killed him, I can't forgive him!"

The case seems to have come to an end, and it looks like Kaori Nakahara is going to start tearfully accusing the grudges between her and her mentor.

Yin Jiu picked up a can of juice from the table out of boredom, and then he heard the noise in the room continue.

"He stole my thesis, which I spent six years writing to dedicate to my father!"

Who? Whose paper?

Yin Jiu paused as he opened the bottle, looked up in surprise, and then tiptoed closer to the door of the room.

"The reason why I studied the genetics of colorectal cancer was because I didn't want to see patients like my father. I didn't expect that after he took away my research, he would still say that about my father." Nakahara Kaori's voice was trembling in the room, but the corners of her mouth were raised stubbornly, "Actually, I thought of everything, salad and ice cream."

"But it melted, and when I was about to carry out my murder plan, I thought about my father and was stunned in the car for a while." Kaori Nakahara's tears finally rolled down her cheeks.

And the smile on her face also quietly shifted.

Yin Jiu finally showed his first smile since General Dashan was killed.

The situation took a turn for the worse, and the old researcher was replaced by a younger one, who gave him a handle on the spot.

Thank you for the gift of nature!

Behind the door, no one saw Yin Jiu slowly take out his cell phone again, and this time the attachment name was changed to - Medical Student Kaori Nakahara.