Conan's organization will end sooner or later without me

What happened that day was just a small episode, and both of them seemed to have automatically forgotten the conversation. Only Toru Amuro could clearly feel Yin Jiu's subconscious alienation from him.

Just like now.

"Mr. Agent, I really don't need a wheelchair. Just let me walk by myself." Yin Jiu was forced into a wheelchair by Amuro Toru. Although he said he was resisting, his eyes were distracted and dark without any light.

"Beep - Object detected: 'wheelchair', an ordinary means of transportation, with no edible value."

No, why does this system's detection keep eating all day long?

Yin Jiu was speechless, but in the eyes of Amuro Toru, his words had a different meaning.

"No, the doctor said you can't do strenuous exercise." Amuro Toru deliberately kept a stern face, but he felt a little melancholy in his heart because Yin Jiu called him "Mr. Agent".

He couldn't get too close to Yin Jiu, otherwise the child would be in great danger.

"Relax, we're just here for vacation. And I'm not a kid, how can I do strenuous exercise casually?" Yin Jiu collected his thoughts and looked at the task target to be unlocked. He slightly moved his umbrella in broad daylight and looked at the blue sky. "What a beautiful island! Not only is the air fresh, but the environment is also quiet..."

"In order to protect the island's fishing grounds and the rights of the islanders, please support spokesperson Masato Shimizu... We beg you to give us a vote!" A bus honked and passed in front of Yin Jiu and Toru Amuro with a row of horns on it, splashing a cloud of dust.

Yin Jiu: “…”

The rest of the sentence was stuck in his throat. Yin Jiu coughed awkwardly, took out a silk scarf from his jacket pocket and wiped his face gently, "Maybe we just came at the wrong time."

Yin Jiu tried to save face, and when he turned around and saw Toru Amuro's expression of wanting to say something but not being able to, he turned his head back and pointed forward as if nothing had happened, "Let's go to the B&B first, we're going to stay here for several days."

Yueying Island is not big, so public transportation is not particularly convenient. The entire island is connected by wooden houses and densely packed dirt roads to form a residential community.

When Yin Jiu was sitting in a wheelchair and being pushed onto the dirt road, he always felt uncomfortable as the chair was bouncing around underneath.

... I don't know when Gin and the others will come.

Yin Jiu silently put one hand in his pocket and blindly pressed the buttons on his mobile phone, sending several obscure urging text messages to Gin.

-

Gin was sitting in the car, preparing to drive to the next mission point. When he heard his cell phone ringing, he turned the volume to the minimum.

"Brother, is it Glenfiddich?" Vodka knew who it was without even looking down. There was absolutely no one else in the Glenfiddich organization who could send out a series of messages at once without causing Big Brother to react angrily.

He silently pondered Gin's behavior, and when he saw that Gin really put down his phone and ignored him, he couldn't help but said, "Brother, Grenfiddich should have gone to Moonshadow Island. Don't we need to go and help him there?"

"Help?" Gin suddenly sneered, "We don't have any missions for Moon Shadow Island."

"But, the last time Glenfiddich asked you, it wasn't..." Vodka suddenly remembered that at that time Gin had never admitted that there was a mission on Moonshadow Island. He just evaded the question by questioning Glenfiddich whether he had peeked at his mission list.

Doesn’t that mean...

Vodka secretly glanced at his eldest brother out of the corner of his eye, but was horrified to find that the blond man seemed to have remembered something very happy at this moment. There was a kind of extremely crazy and forbearing terrible smile faintly emerging on his face, and this smile was gradually expanding.

"!!!"

Seeing this scene, Vodka felt the blood in his body flowing backwards, and then he stepped on the accelerator to the bottom without hesitation.

Oh my god! My brother is finally driven crazy by Glenfiddich!

-

Yin Jiu, who had no idea that he had come to nothing, was still very optimistically inquiring about the situation on the island.

It’s great that Conan hasn’t caused any trouble. Everything on this island looks so peaceful.

Moving the 'conch' is not a small project. Even if Yin Jiu is willing to participate, the control over the peripheral members of the action team is always in the hands of Gin. Now that the other party is not making any move, he can only remain idle.

“It would be nice if I could retire on an island like this in the future.”

There were no surveillance cameras, and the only guard was an old thug in his fifties, plus the corrupt and inactive village chief.

Isn't this the 'feng shui treasure land' that all the organization members dream of?

Toru Amuro stood aside, not knowing whether to laugh or cry when listening to the fantasy of this boy who looked less than half his age, and replied politely, "You are right. Such an island looks beautiful, and the simple population structure makes it more simple and honest. If young people do not need to consider career development, it is also a good choice to retire here directly."

"yes..."

The two people's thinking is completely on different channels, but strangely they get along quite harmoniously.

In this way, the two of them wandered around most of the island and then went to the local medical clinic.

"Okay, now the rebandaging is complete." The doctor named Qian Jing helped Yin Jiu re-bandage the wound on his arm. Seeing Yin Jiu sitting in the wheelchair, a trace of barely perceptible sympathy flashed across his eyes. He considered for a moment before gently reminding, "Although they are all superficial injuries, the density is too high, and the wounds look very new. Did you encounter any trouble in the past two days?"

"No, it's been a week." Amuro Toru frowned. The wounds on Yin Jiu's body seemed to be healing very slowly, and it was the same as last time.

Obviously, they were just some minor skin injuries, which would form scabs in a day or two for a normal person, but Yin Jiu's process was much slower than that of ordinary people.

Seeing Yin Jiu's normal expression as if he had expected this, Toru Amuro had to think about the deeper level of blood disease.

Of course Yin Jiu was not surprised, he just left the wound alone on purpose.

Since it was a self-torture trick, it had to be done in full force. Originally, this was a "gift" specially prepared for Conan, but now this bottle of bourbon has become suspicious...

Yin Jiu's wine-red eyes reflected his own bandaged body calmly as he waited quietly for Amuro Toru's reaction.

The dark-skinned boy seemed to be thinking about something, and after a moment his eyes were filled with realization and depression.

"What have you thought of?" Yin Jiu observed for a while and chatted casually. His voice carried the magical power of persuasion, and a subtle vampire energy quietly enveloped Toru Amuro.

"It's some kind of hereditary blood disease," Amuro Toru blurted out, "The Straw family has been a single-line family for hundreds of years. The reason for this is that all members of the Straw family suffer from very serious genetic diseases, making it impossible for them to maintain a normal life. This is why they can't be active in the political arena, and it's even harder for them to have children."

"You actually think I'm the Earl's biological son?" Yin Jiu's voice was filled with surprise.

Toru Amuro suddenly came back to his senses, and when he saw Dr. Asai's disapproving look, he realized that he had accidentally said what was in his heart.

"I look nothing like the Count."

No, how could that ugly face give birth to someone as handsome as me?

Yin Jiu was secretly dissatisfied and pinched his face with his hands.

Even the creator of this vest has no idea what it is, but Bourbon just concluded that this shell and the Earl are related. Isn't that a bit blind?

But Toru Amuro felt differently. How could he say such words?

His silly roe deer is a mixed-race child with a "controversial" background, a weak body, and is used as a cash cow by his mother.

The silly roe deer even has doubts about the origin of his paternal bloodline.

Toru Amuro is also mixed-race, and he knows very well how much of a sense of belonging a mixed-race child has in this country. An unclear background, a weak constitution, and an irresponsible mother are all nightmares for a child.

His silly roe deer grew up in such an environment...

After Yin Jiu finished asking the question, he saw Toru Amuro's expression changing continuously and Dr. Asai's increasingly sympathetic gaze.