Conan's organization will end sooner or later without me

Not long after, the cell phone of Belmode, who had been guarding Yin Jiu, vibrated and she received a specially marked message.

Is it sherry?

Vermouth clicked the confirmation button: the entire article had nothing to do with the undercover mission requirements, but was a long chapter on the 'FBI Honey Trap' theory.

Vermouth: “…” She really wasn’t targeting Judy. This guy was getting together with her little friend, and it was not certain who the ‘beauty’ would be.

Vermouth turned her gaze to the boy on the bed, whose delicate features were 90% similar to Yin Shuli.

It's really magical. They are two very similar faces, but just because of a slight difference, Yin Jiu's entire temperament becomes different from Yin Shuli's.

I don’t know if that slight inconsistency comes from Count Straus?

Vermouth curiously moved her face closer to Yin Jiu, hoping to see some traces of "Old Earl Deng" on this face that was more beautiful than Yin Shuli's.

"What are you doing?" When Amuro Toru came in from the door with their lunch in his hand, he saw Vermouth and Yin Jiu were very close, and his face suddenly turned black, "Respect yourself! Don't take advantage of others!"

Was this old woman trying to kiss Xiaojiu secretly just now?

Toru Amuro often has an illusion: Yin Jiu's appearance has some special magic that attracts other people to indulge in it, and the more they look at it, the more they become addicted.

In the entertainment industry, such qualities mean the ability to attract fans, and it is a natural skill that God has given to you.

But for the organization, it is pure misfortune.

Toru Amuro knew that there were some perverts in the organization who had no regard for gender. A minor like Yin Jiu, who had no protection from elders and was good-looking, could easily be controlled and kept in captivity by this group of beasts with no bottom line.

However, he originally thought that Yin Shuli had only been missing for five years, and the people in the organization might take into account the fact that Yin Shuli might still be found, and be more restrained towards Yin Jiu, but Vermouth's behavior severely slapped Toru Amuro in the face.

It's not safe to leave Yin Jiu alone in the organization!

"Taking advantage of someone's misfortune?" Vermouth took half a second to understand the resentment in Amuro Toru's tone: Are you kidding? Would she be interested in children?

She had seen this kid when he was wearing diapers, and even if he really kissed him, it would be a loving kiss from an elder to an underage kid.

Thinking this way, Vermouth did not feel guilty at all. Instead, in front of Amuro Toru, she lowered her head without hesitation and pecked Yin Jiu on the face.

“It smells so good~”

This is no longer the baby's milky scent. Vermouth took a deep breath and smelled a faint woody sweetness.

It looks a bit like Thuja sutchuenensis... Vermouth took two more puffs to confirm.

... I can't stop at all, I feel a little high and still want to smoke.

Vermouth instinctively wanted to continue to "confirm".

"Bel.mo.de!" Toru Amuro's face was so gloomy that water seemed to drip out of it, and he was just about to go over and pull the man up.

But the other hand was faster than his and blocked Vermouth's approaching face.

"Well...is it time for lunch?" Yin Jiu's voice was weak and he slowly opened his eyes.

In fact, he shouldn't have "woke up" so quickly, but the situation was special at the moment, and Vermouth didn't know what she had done to him.

Within a few seconds, his ranking on the capture list suddenly rose and his name quickly turned red.

If he hadn't reached out his hand in time to stabilize the color of Vermouth's name at pink, if he took two more bites, this guy's name would have turned bright red.

"Chris, are you treating me like the cat at home again?" Yin Jiu's words calmed Bourbon's emotions that were about to go out of control.

Vermouth also woke up instantly and let go of her hand.

"Oh, you're awake." In front of Bourbon, Vermouth would definitely not call him by a nickname like 'baby'.

Instead, he stood up and took Bourbon's lunch from the table. "Are you hungry? I just bought two omelette rices and haven't opened them yet. Would you like to try some?"

Amuro Toru: “?”. . Who bought the lunch? How shameless is Vermouth, relying on her seniority to steal the credit.

"Wouldn't that be a bad idea?" Yin Jiu received a wave of emotional points from Bourbon and glanced at Amuro Toru hesitantly. "There are only two lunches. If I eat one, how will you divide it?"

"One for you and one for me. As for Amuro Toru, he has tasks to do in the afternoon, so let him take care of it himself." Vermouth unpacked the lunch box and handed the spoon and chopsticks to Yin Jiu.

"That's right. I'll be out soon. You guys eat first." Bourbon was sulking in his heart, but he had to pretend to be calm and generous. He walked slowly towards Yin Jiu calmly, then stood in front of the bed. He glanced at Belmode's hand, where she quickly scooped two large spoonfuls of omelette rice. The corners of his mouth twitched, and he barely resisted the urge to vomit. He pulled over a chair and sat down, "How do you feel? Do you need to call a doctor?"

"I feel good. No need to call them." Yin Jiu glanced at the IV in his hand. There was still half a bottle left. It looked like a nutritional supplement such as vitamin glucose. "By the way, how is Grace Ahara?"

As a person who needs to maintain his image as a "good brother", the first thing Yin Jiu did when he woke up was to ask about Grace Ahara's situation.

Bourbon and Vermouth were obviously well prepared for this.

"The child and Conan were quickly fished out, and they were not seriously injured at all."

"If you want to make sure Ai is okay, I can bring them both up this afternoon."

As the two of them spoke, Yin Jiu's eyes lit up. "How about letting me go downstairs to visit Xiao Ai after dinner? They are younger than me. If I want to go upstairs, I must bring Xiao Lan and the others with me. If there are too many people, it might disturb the patients on this floor."

The floor where Yin Jiu lives is the intensive care unit. The situation is more serious than that of the patients on the floors below. If a group of minors are allowed to come up and talk and laugh, it would be very inconsiderate of other people's feelings.

"No problem, I can take you down." Vermouth volunteered, "Amuro has other tasks to deal with, and you will be staying in the hospital for a long time, so he can go back and get your daily necessities."

Bourbon was not surprised by Vermouth's arrangement.

The organization certainly doesn't want Yin Jiu to act alone, especially now that there are so many FBI members downstairs, and his trust in the organization's superiors is not as high as Vermouth, so the responsibility of accompanying him will definitely not be his.

With this realization, Bourbon pursed his lips slightly. He still didn't contribute enough to the organization. If he could do better and directly take over the guardianship of Yin Jiu, Yin Jiu's situation would not be so desperate.

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Crow decided to go downstairs to visit his relatives and friends, and Conan and his gang also went downstairs.

"I don't know how Xiaojiu is doing?" When passing by Yinjiu's floor, Mao Lilan murmured subconsciously, with worry in her eyes.

What exactly is Yin Jiu disease?

He would vomit blood and become unconscious due to emotional fluctuations, which does not seem to be an ordinary pathological symptom at all.

Conan and Haibara Ai who were following behind were also thinking about the same question.

"Do you think Brother Yin Jiu's vomiting blood is caused by poisoning?" Huihara Ai blinked thoughtfully. She did not rule out this possibility. Although Yin Jiu's physique was special, the organization must have special medicines to deal with Yin Jiu's physique. Her APTX series of drugs is an example.

"Well, according to Dr. Agasa, Yin Jiu came with a pot of mutton soup, and by then he had completely missed dinner time."

"If we speculate from this point, then before Yin Jiu went to Agasa's house to find you, he might have been having dinner with another member of the organization."

And that person is most likely the real culprit who poisoned Yin Jiu.

Conan lowered his head. Who exactly was the other party? He could only ask Yin Jiu in person.

"Having dinner with Yin Jiu? Is that the agent?" Haibara Ai slowed down her pace and frowned. Although she often felt that Amuro Toru had ill intentions towards Yin Jiu, she could still clearly see the resentment in each other's eyes when she and Conan were first sent here two days ago.

Haibara Ai intuitively felt that it was not Toru Amuro and Vermouth who did it.

"It shouldn't be him." Conan also came to the same conclusion, but he had other information channels, "My mother dressed up as me to attend the Halloween party, and happened to see Toru Amuro there."