Conan's organization will end sooner or later without me

"Come to hell with me!"

When Conan heard this, he realized that something was wrong, but the doctor's foot-strengthening shoes did not have the function of increasing speed.

When Conan ran to the platform on the fifth floor, he saw Yin Jiu and Jin Chuan falling together.

"Yin Jiu!!"

Conan subconsciously reached out to rescue the people, but he was too far away from the window, and after just a few steps, the two people outside completely disappeared.

"Yin Jiu..."

Conan's face was gray and filled with grief, his legs were shaking and he was completely unable to accept the reality before him.

It's over, it's over!

Japan is finished!

He is a sinner!

Conan wanted to take a few more steps forward, but his legs went weak and he fell to his knees.

"Conan, what happened to Brother Yin Jiu?"

The other children followed Conan and saw him kneeling in the middle of the room with a completely shattered glass window in front of him. The room was empty and no one was there. They all cried in silence.

"No, he won't. Brother Yinjiu won't do that!" Ayumi covered her mouth in disbelief at first.

Then Yuan Tai and Mitsuhiko also burst into tears, "Brother Yin Jiu will be fine! Definitely not! Right, Conan?"

"..." Conan lowered his head and did not answer. He was in a bad mood at the moment. He knelt there in silence for a long time. He slowly stood up from the ground and said, "I'll go downstairs and take a look. You wait here for me."

-

Yin Jiu swapped positions with Jinchuan the moment he fell. The speed of free fall was very fast, and Yin Jiu harvested emotional points even faster.

When he was about to get close to the ground, he suddenly smiled mischievously at Director Jinchuan, and in front of the other's shocked eyes, he turned into a bat the size of a ping-pong ball.

"Hey, Gin, I'm fine. Remember to mobilize the hospital members of the organization to cover me." Yin Jiu landed successfully and reported to Gin that he was safe as soon as he turned back into human form.

Vodka was about to show a grief-stricken expression, but when he heard Yin Jiu's strong voice coming from the headset, he was suddenly shocked as if he had seen a ghost.

He held back the twitching on his face and used a telescope to look towards Yin Jiu, but that side was covered by thick trees and nothing could be seen in the darkness.

How did Glenfiddich do it?

Vodka looked at Gin, but didn't see any surprise on the other's face.

"A little devil who acted on his own."

Gin snorted coldly, and his emerald green eyes, which had been staring at the bushes, finally shrank back from Yin Jiu's direction.

-

"Hey, I'm still alive! Someone come and save me!" Yin Jiu smeared some blood on his body, thought for a while, and then ruthlessly used the stones on the ground to hit the conspicuous parts of his arms and legs.

Only when the outside looked messy enough did he lie down on the ground again with satisfaction.

Conan had just come down from upstairs when he heard a very faint call. Looking carefully, he saw Yin Jiu lying next to Director Jinchuan, covered in blood, with his eyes open and looking weak as if he was about to fall asleep.

"Brother Yin Jiu!" Conan's heart trembled violently. He didn't care about the locked glass door. He kicked the floor-to-ceiling window with a stapler and rushed over.

"How are you doing?"

"Me? I'm fine." Yin Jiu was lying on the ground, speaking the truth with a calm expression, "I'm not in any pain at all now. By the way, why are the police so slow to come? If they don't come soon, I'll go to bed. I've been so busy all day."

"No, you must not sleep!" Conan did not dare to move Yin Jiu, and squatted beside Yin Jiu with a serious expression. "When the internal organs of a person are severely impacted, the body will secrete a large amount of adrenaline because it senses danger, which will give the injured person an illusion that they are fine. Especially before the shock, there will be a period of compensation. If you fall asleep at this time..."

"Then I will die, right?" Yin Jiu looked at Conan, and seeing the little boy lowering his head, he felt that if he didn't ask him something at this time, he would really be sorry for the many wounds he had cut on his hands and feet.

"Then Conan, please chat with me."

Yin Jiu looked up at the sky. "Speaking of which, Conan, I seem to have never heard of your parents. I have always been curious about what kind of people they are to raise a smart child like you."

"They..." Conan shouldn't have said this to Yin Jiu, but seeing the blood on Yin Jiu's body, he slowly softened his tone, "One of them is a writer, and the other is an actor."

Conan carefully polished the situation of Kudo Yusaku and Yukiko and slowly described it, "The two of them often travel between countries in order to seek creative inspiration."

"So do you have other relatives in Japan?" Yin Jiu fluttered her long eyelashes and explained gently, "From your description, I think your parents must be a couple who yearn for freedom very much, but they finally chose to leave you alone in Japan. I think this place must have its own special features."

"Probably, I'm not sure about my mother's side, but it seems that my father has a twin brother." Conan dug out some fragments from his memory, "My father should have taken my mother's surname after my parents divorced."

"I rarely heard them discuss things about grandpa, and the old man must have passed away."

"Is that so? Then I have another question." Yin Jiu's speech gradually became slow.

"what?"

"Conan, do you have mixed genes?"

"No? My parents didn't tell me."

After getting the answer he wanted, Yin Jiu closed his eyes contentedly.

"Hey! Yin Jiu! Hey, don't sleep!!!"