Conan's organization will end sooner or later without me

Vermouth's guess had just emerged, but there was no time to verify it.

Yin Jiu had already arrived at Watanabe's room upstairs.

"I really didn't expect you to come here in person. Thank you so much!"

Yuta Watanabe is indeed a good brother who loves his sister. From many of the furnishings in the room, it can be seen how much time and effort this brother spends on his sister after work.

Because of this, too much energy was expended, and Watanabe, who was originally full of vigor and vitality, actually looked older than his peers. When he stood next to Bourbon, who was born with a baby face, at first glance, there was an illusion that the two had switched ages.

So, in a sense, Bourbon is actually quite suitable for the entertainment industry?

Yin Jiu's thoughts wandered for a moment, but his expression remained unchanged. "Actually, I should be the one to say thank you. I'm very grateful that Mei likes me."

The charming aura of a vampire spread in the center of the room. The little girl didn't know whether she was shy or excited, but a rare blush appeared on her pale face.

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The other end.

Conan, who was kicked out of the team, turned around and ran into an old acquaintance.

"James?"

Conan's eyes lit up slightly.

"Boy, why are you alone here?"

Where are Yin Jiu and Shirley?

James Blake came here to replace Cameron's job, so he would naturally try to contact the target first, but he didn't expect to see any figure at all.

"They went to visit their fans." Conan hesitated for two seconds and chose to temporarily conceal the information that 'fans = the owner of the vase that hit the FBI personnel'.

First of all, the FBI did not explicitly share the list of undercover agents with him. The only way he could guess the identity of the deceased was because of the deceased's foreign nationality and some assumptions he made himself.

Secondly, Conan has not yet figured out what position to take to discuss this matter with the FBI. Although his parents seem to be very familiar with the other members, he is Japanese after all, and the FBI's actions are really excessive.

If he still stood completely on the FBI's side, he would deliver all the case information without reservation.

What's the difference between this and handing paper to the FBI who's shitting on the heads of Japanese high-ranking officials? That will be ridiculed by all Japanese people!

After all, Haibara Ai's words left a mark in Kudo Shinichi's heart.

Conan only said half of the sentence dryly and fell silent again.

However, James completely misunderstood Conan's meaning.

This little detective usually has a lot of fun in solving cases. This time he suffered a setback because Detective Maori was not there and he could not participate in solving the case. So is he feeling lost?

That's quite normal.

Beika Hospital voluntarily withdrew the case. He and Shuichi Akai already knew that there would be special people to secretly investigate the matter, so James naturally would not bring up the case specifically to involve minors.

So he chose to share other more interesting information, hoping to inspire this up-and-coming talent.

"I see. You're not a celebrity after all, and it's easy to get embarrassed after such an occasion." James pushed his glasses up, responding to Conan's words, and then took out another wireless headset from his pocket. "But actually, this is perfect. Are you interested in hearing some useful information about the boss of that organization?

"?"

-

Yin Jiu was not aware of the situation on Conan's side, but when Haibara Ai was standing aside, she received a text message alert.

"James Blake from the FBI has come to the hospital and is now staying with your experimental subject. Remember to be prepared. - Vermouth"

Huihara Ai: “OK.” Ever since Vermouth started teaching her how to be an undercover agent, she has been like an old nanny, making noises all day long.

Sherry was in mixed emotions: She had never thought that things would develop to this point with Vermouth. The cold filter of the Thousand-Faced Witch was completely shattered!

But...it seems like this isn't bad either, it gives me the feeling of being treated with care.

"Ai, let's take a picture. Look at the camera." Yin Jiu's voice sounded at the right time. Holding Grace Ahara with one hand and supporting Watanabe Mei with the other, the three of them stood in front of Watanabe Yuta.

“1, 2, 3, yep!”

"All right!"

"Thank you so much!" Watanabe Yuta walked to Amuro Toru and looked at his sister's bright smile in the picture, which she hadn't shown for a long time, with his eyes slightly red.

"You're welcome, it's just a small thing." Amuro Toru handed the camera back and reminded him gently, "There's a photo studio downstairs. You can take these photos down and have them processed. If we're quick, we can have the finished film by tomorrow."

Watanabe Mei's condition was actually very grim. It was only after Amuro Toru came here that he realized that even if such a skinny child switched to conservative treatment, there was no telling when she would fall into a coma and never wake up.

Therefore, Toru Amuro doesn't mind sharing some information that can improve efficiency.

"Yes, yes!" Watanabe Yuta used to take his sister downstairs every day, and in fact he passed by that photo studio several times.

But at that time, Mei was becoming increasingly haggard due to her illness and refused to be photographed. He also thought that if he could save more money, perhaps his sister could survive until the day she could be rescued.

If he had known that this would be the outcome, he should have left more images for his sister. Those would be evidence of the child's existence!

Thinking of the little things they had experienced together in the past, Watanabe Yuta almost couldn't hold back his tears. He had to raise his head with his back to the others and said, "I'd better take the photos down first. If I delay any longer, they might not be developed until the day after tomorrow."

"Well, then you go early and come back early, we will wait for you upstairs." Amuro Toru, who was the only one facing Watanabe, could clearly see the other's expression and helped open the door of the room.

Xiaojiu is actually in the same dying and incurable condition, but he looks better than Watanabe Mei on the surface.

Toru Amuro can completely understand Watanabe Yuta's feelings. If it were him... No, he would try his best to let Xiaojiu survive, no matter what means!

A hint of scarlet suddenly appeared in Toru Amuro's eyes, which disappeared in an instant and quickly returned to their usual sunny color.

Only Yin Jiu suddenly noticed that on the vampire charm capture panel, Amuro Toru's name was quietly painted light pink.

What happened?

Yin Jiu turned to look at 'Ailada' - no response.

Looking at Watanabe Mei again, she had now curiously come to his flowerpot and was gently poking the soil with her fingers.

"This is Xiaoju." Yin Jiu began to introduce it seriously, "It's an orange with a good personality and can speak human language."

"But he was seriously injured some time ago, so he was buried down there for treatment."