Conan: About the fact that I have a black brother

The four returned to the safe house. Dai Moroboshi was responsible for repairing the door lock that was destroyed by Lin Yucheng. Hikaru Midorikawa helped Toru Amuro lie down on the sofa and took out the medical kit to try to treat Toru Amuro's wounds.

When he cut open the bandage that was soaked with blood and was about to wrap him with a new bandage, Lin Yucheng stopped him.

"The bullet is still in the body. He will die if you do this." Lin Yucheng half-knelt in front of the sofa, picked up the gauze from the medical box and pressed it near the wound.

Toru Amuro couldn't help but groan a few times, but he gritted his teeth and didn't scream out.

Lin Yucheng had no intention of mocking the other party at this moment. He installed the surgical blade with ease, wiped his hands with alcohol, held the scalpel in one hand, and gently pressed the skin near the bullet hole with the other hand.

Then, he thrust the knife straight in, the blade flashing a cold light, but was stopped by Midorikawa Hikaru at the very second it was about to reach the wound.

Midorikawa Hikaru held Lin Yucheng's right wrist, his face more serious than ever before: "Mr. Fujiwara, what are you doing?"

"Save him." Lin Yucheng said succinctly, "Even if you don't want me to take out the bullet, you should put some gauze on him - he's losing too much blood."

Amuro's wheat-colored skin now looked a little gray, which scared Midorikawa so much that he quickly let go and used gauze and cotton balls to block the wound.

Lin Yucheng sighed: "Since you don't trust me to come, I will contact the logistics department to send a medical team over. However, he probably won't last until they arrive."

Midorikawa Hikaru only knows some basic injury treatment, but he knows the situation is not good by looking at Amuro Toru's expression. However, how can he feel at ease to hand over his young son's life to a strange code member?

"Don't worry, I won't kill him so easily." Lin Yucheng said, "Trust me this time?"

Midorikawa Hikaru hesitated and moved his hand away. Lin Yucheng quickly stepped forward and inserted the blade deeply into the wound. He pushed hard and a copper bullet fell to the ground with minced meat.

Blood gushed out in an instant. Lin Yucheng calmly took out a spray from his pocket and sprayed it on the wound.

I saw a dense film gradually forming on the wound and the bleeding quickly stopped.

There was glucose in the medical kit. Lin Yucheng pried open the bottle cap, signaled Midorikawa Hikaru to lift Amuro Toru's shoulders, and personally went forward to pry open Amuro Toru's mouth and poured the glucose into his mouth.

Although most of the tears were shed, Toru Amuro's complexion recovered slightly.

Lin Yucheng picked up the bullet and placed it on an iron plate, studying it carefully in the light.

It is the most common copper bullet, commonly used in pistols. I think Amuro Toru was accidentally shot in close combat.

Moroboshi Dai bought rice balls from outside and placed them on the coffee table. While Midorikawa Hikaru was treating the scratches on his arm, he occasionally glanced at Amuro Toru who was lying on the sofa in a cold sweat, and then looked at Lin Yucheng who was leaning against the wall beside the kitchen.

General Zhuxing picked up the scalpel that Lin Yucheng had dropped on the coffee table, cleaned it with an alcohol cotton pad, and began to trim his messy hair based on his feeling.

"So, Mr. Fujiwara, why did you call us at that time?" Seeing that Amuro Toru's breathing was gradually stabilizing, Midorikawa Mitsuru tried to control the anger in his voice and asked coldly.

Lin Yucheng was a little confused: "Didn't the mission book say to gather at three o'clock? I thought I'd call you in advance to confirm."

Midorikawa Hikaru took a deep breath and tried to calm himself. He clenched his teeth and said, "Sir... Is there a possibility that it was three o'clock in the afternoon of the day before yesterday..."

Lin Yucheng blinked innocently and took out his phone to confirm frantically.

Moroboshi sighed and gathered the cut hair together to destroy it.

“Um… sorry…” Lin Yucheng said, “How is your mission going?”

"Not good." Seeing that Midorikawa Hikaru didn't want to join in the conversation, Moroboshi Dai said, "The target ran away, but fortunately he thought it was a gang fight and didn't cancel the cooperation plan."

"Our mission is...? To kill the other party?"

"Yes." Moroboshi Dai replied, "However, we lack intelligence personnel nearby." He glanced at Amuro Toru sitting on the sofa.

Lin Yucheng pondered for a moment: "Was the original plan to enter as a negotiator?"

"Yes." Zhu Xingda answered straightforwardly. Midorikawa Hikaru's cat eyes trembled slightly, and he chose not to speak.

Lin Yucheng: "Then I'll take his place. This time it's my fault."

Zhu Xingda raised the corners of his lips slightly: "Okay, Mr. Fujiwara, the detailed task sheet will be sent to you in a while."

Lin Yucheng nodded in agreement. He walked towards Amuro Toru, who was humming unconsciously, and reached out to touch Amuro Toru's forehead.

Midorikawa Hikaru on the side almost wanted to stop the other party reflexively, but when he thought of their respective personalities, he held back.

Lin Yucheng's expression was focused, his movements were gentle, his purple eyes were dark in the shadows, and Midorikawa was a little dazed, as if he saw the shadow of another person.

He bit the tip of his tongue hard, using the pain to warn himself that the person in front of him was a high-ranking member of a vicious transnational criminal organization, not his kind and gentle colleague.

Fortunately, Lin Yucheng quickly withdrew his hand, casually pulled the blanket over Amuro Toru and walked away again.

Midorikawa Hikaru helped cover the blanket, and seeing the wound on Amuro Toru's abdomen, he asked casually, "Is Mr. Fujiwara's medicine from the organization?"

Lin Yucheng looked at him. Lvchuan Guang was afraid that he would misunderstand, so he quickly added: "The medicine is so effective that it is difficult to obtain it through ordinary means. If it is provided by the organization, it will be convenient to complete the mission."

Lin Yucheng took out the spray, hesitated for a moment, and threw it to Midorikawa Hikaru: "This is for you."

In fact, he couldn't say for sure. The medicine was indeed from the organization, but some new drugs from the laboratory were not circulated. When Vodka gave it to him, he only said that it was a new product from the laboratory and asked him to try its effect.

Midorikawa looked at the white spray bottle and held it up to the sunlight to estimate the dosage.

Seeing his actions, Lin Yucheng said, "The correct way to use it is to spray it. It should be used on superficial wounds... He looks like that. If I don't pour the whole bottle, I'm afraid it won't be effective and won't stop the bleeding."

Midorikawa Hikaru was speechless for a moment. It turned out that you were also doing an experiment at that time.

"There's still more than half a bottle left. Don't be dissatisfied. It can be used at least a hundred or eighty times under normal use." Lin Yucheng thought he didn't like it and was a little dissatisfied.

"Thank you, sir." Midorikawa Hikaru put the bottle into his inner pocket. "Why did you come here in person for this mission?"

"Oh, I forgot to tell you." Lin Yucheng clenched his left fist and slapped his right palm, "This mission has a code name."

"Are you the examiner?"

"Yes." Lin Yucheng nodded.

"What about his situation..." Midorikawa Hikaru felt a little uneasy. According to the rules of the organization, if he failed the assessment, his fate would be very tragic.

However, Toru Amuro suffered an unexpected disaster this time, and the reason for his injury was even the examiner, which was really unfair.

However, the world is inherently unfair, especially the inner world, where the word "fairness" is a joke.

Lin Yucheng tilted his head: "Emm, let's talk about it later, this medicine is quite effective..."

So, is this letting Zero play with an injury?

Midorikawa Hikaru clenched his fists imperceptibly, but loosened them in an instant.

"After all, there's nothing we can do about it~"

It's really bad.

Midorikawa Mitsuru lowered his eyes and could only say that he really was worthy of being a high-ranking member of the organization.