Conan's organization will end sooner or later without me

"The injured person has no vital signs!"

"Wait, the pupils haven't dilated yet, there's a focusing reaction!"

"Rescue quickly!"

Of course, Yin Jiu pretended to be asleep. There was no point in continuing the chat just to get the information he wanted to know, so he naturally prioritized harvesting a batch of emotional points.

Conan had already checked Yin Jiu's vital signs, and he thought that Yin Jiu was really going to die this time. Unexpectedly, the doctor at Mihua Hospital was more persistent than him.

Looking at the white light that stubbornly lights up in the operating room.

Amuro looked back at the group of people in frustration, "Can anyone tell me what happened?"

-

Yin Jiu was pushed into the operating room and immediately sat up, which frightened the medical staff next to him so much that they trembled and almost cried out.

"It's okay, keep busy." Yin Jiu checked and saw that they were all members of the organization, and some of them even helped to move the 'conch' in the morning. Seeing that they were hesitant and didn't dare to move, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Why? Are you scared? It's just a drug that can temporarily put people into suspended animation. Look at how ignorant you are."

"So it's medicine." The leading doctor wiped the sweat off his forehead and confirmed that Yin Jiu was still alive and kicking. His expression changed from worry to joy. "Sir, the higher-ups told me to check your injuries. What do you think?"

"No serious injuries," Yin Jiu lifted up the hem of his shirt, "I used the force when I fell. In fact, the other injuries on my body were also scratched by myself."

The secret of vampires is obviously not suitable to be shared with these outsiders.

Without Yin Jiu's permission, the researcher did not dare to go forward and check directly, and could only record the situation one by one according to Yin Jiu's oral description.

Someone nearby handed over a laptop, and Yin Jiu was also editing documents on it.

'Observation target has no mixed blood'

Yin Jiu added this line to the file marked as Kudo Shinichi.

Since the APTX series of drugs mimic the molecular sequence of IDVS, some kind of blood must have been used in the original sample.

Take Conan as an example. Conan can become smaller through the APTX series of drugs, so there must be a relative on his paternal or maternal side who can also respond to this series of drugs.

The same goes for Shirley. One of her parents must have a bloodline that resonates strongly with this drug.

What a pity...

Yin Jiu sighed secretly. He got the document too late, otherwise Shirley's sister Miyano Akemi would be the best experimental control sample.

Yin Jiu's hands quickly recorded his conclusions on the page and sent an email at the same time.

"Sir, I would like to retrieve information about other relatives of Atsushi Miyano. - glenfiddich"

"Okay. ——Boss"

The person on the other end of the email seemed to have been waiting in front of the computer, and replied to Yin Jiu's message almost instantly.

Yin Jiu nodded with great satisfaction. Just as he was about to click delete, a new message came in.

"I heard you fell from the roof. - Boss"

"I didn't fall, I jumped myself. It's just a small height, no problem for me. - glenfiddich"

Yin Jiu raised his eyebrows. Aren’t all the people in this organization bungee jumping champions and car racing masters?

He can understand that Gin cares about him. After all, Gin is his guardian now, and he should take the main responsibility if there is any problem with his safety.

But that gentleman is different. To put it nicely, he is a researcher of the organization, and to put it bluntly, he is an important experimental material of the organization.

As long as he is not completely dead and has only some minor injuries, there is no need to be so nervous.

Yin Jiu pondered and moved his fingers tentatively.

"Besides, it's just a small risk of falling from a building. I can fully afford it if I really fall. Shouldn't code members like us sacrifice our lives for the organization? - glenfiddich"

"..."

This time the email fell on deaf ears, and there seemed to be silence on the other end.

Yin Jiu did not hesitate but continued to edit the experimental data record file of the APTX series of drugs.

Until the early morning of the next day.

Yin Jiucai reluctantly pretended to sleep again and lay back on the operating table.

"It's about time to go out." Yin Jiu didn't want to fall asleep because of the nightmare-like sleeping side effects, and the other researchers were afraid to fall asleep just because Gryffindor was not asleep.

At this moment, everyone in the team had dark circles under their eyes, and it really looked like that.

Yin Jiu found this experience very novel. He was wrapped in bandages all over his body, put on an oxygen mask, and then pushed out in a miserable state.

"Give way, give way."

The people outside the operating room had obviously not slept all night. Looking at Yin Jiu's pale appearance as he was pushed out, if his face had not been covered with an oxygen mask instead of a white cloth, Mao Lilan almost thought that the person being pushed out was a corpse.

"How is Yin Jiu?"

Toru Amuro chased after the bed but was stopped by the doctor, "I'm sorry sir, family members are not allowed to visit the intensive care unit."

Several people met the people they wanted to see, but it seemed like they were just meeting someone lonely.

It was only when Yin Jiu was pushed into the intensive care unit that his disguise was completely removed.

“Very good, this picture.”

Yin Jiu watched as the member of the team who was better at computers helped him freeze the surveillance footage in the room at the moment when he was lying on the bed with his eyes closed.

"Fortunately, relatives are not allowed to accompany patients in the intensive care unit, otherwise how long would we have to pretend to be asleep?"

"The longest is four days," the leading researcher obviously had a more solid medical foundation. "Generally, the patient will enter the critical period starting from the third day. If the patient still hasn't woken up on the fifth day, the hospital will consider the patient brain dead."

"Then four and a half days," Yin Jiu moved the 'sightseeing' time of Yueying Island back four days on his schedule, and then filled it with experiment-related projects.

"By the way, were you from Shirley's lab before?" Yin Jiu paused typing, and without waiting for a response from the others, he directly called up an interface and turned the computer over, "I need you to do me a favor..."