Conan's organization will end sooner or later without me

4 pm.

Xiao Hei took the document out of the printer, his eyes widened suddenly, and then he immediately took the elevator to the fourth floor. While everyone else was engrossed in their work, he quickly ran into the small conference room at the end of the corridor, leaned against the door, dialed a phone, and finally breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Hello... is this Mr. Furuya?"

"it's me."

Inside the amusement park, Amuro Tooru heard the tense voices of the people on the other end of the line. Finding a quiet spot, he pressed them for an answer, "What happened? What went wrong?"

"The results are in." Kazami Yuya calmed his tense mood. "I expedited the comparison results, and it's definitely him."

Is it me?

Amuro Toru is silent now; this is a truly unexpected and terrible outcome.

No wonder Kazami Yu would react that way.

The fact that Hattori Heiji "came back to life" is simply unheard of in medical technology.

If someone had switched the fingerprints of the Osaka branch chief's only son beforehand, it means that there is at least one Black Organization mole within them who has already risen to a leadership position in the Public Security Bureau, and Kazami Yuya's operation may have exposed them.

From another perspective, it's even more dangerous: if Hattori Heiji's 'resurrection' is indeed true, and it's a closely guarded secret among the entire Japanese upper echelons...

So what they are now touching is likely a terrifying abyss from which even he might not be able to escape unscathed; they have truly stepped into dangerous territory.

It was clearly inappropriate to continue involving Kazami Yuya as an insider. "I apologize, this was my oversight. Destroy the documents. I will personally investigate the follow-up."

The thoughtful leader, Rei Furuya, chose the safest "right path" for his subordinates, while at the same time, Tooru Amuro felt a shadow looming over him.

"?"

Amuro Tooru hung up the phone and turned around abruptly, only to see Vermouth already standing beside him.

"Hey, who are you talking to?" Vermouth heard Ai Haibara's prompt in her earpiece and instinctively felt something was wrong. She immediately stopped wandering around and headed straight for Yin Jiu. Sure enough, she caught the dishonest manager sneaking around in the corner.

Bourbon hung up the phone with an air of self-righteousness, put his phone away, straightened his collar, and said arrogantly, "I was contacting a client. I'm in charge of all sales channels for 'water-repelling beads' outside the organization. What? Are you planning to interfere?"

As Yin Jiu's manager and temporary guardian, Amuro Tooru was not surprised that he was able to obtain the organization's external sales rights, and he was happy about it.

Although it indirectly helped the organization make money, at least it didn't sell things to criminals, and it also gave him more opportunities to contact people outside the organization.

If he pulls off this job, he'll truly have broken into the organization's inner circle.

Amuro Tooru had this premonition, and putting himself in the role of a codenamed member who was about to be promoted, his expression naturally became arrogant.

Vermouth looked at it from all angles for a long time, but couldn't find much trace of Bourbon acting, and shook her head inwardly.

They get carried away by the smallest gains; even Bourbon is no better.

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"Let him be."

On the other end, Yin Jiu pulled Sherry, who looked anxious, and gently comforted her, "Tou-ge is an adult. It's normal for him to have his own social circle and connections. We should not pry into other people's privacy."

"But..." It's absurd that members of the organization can have their own private networks of contacts.

Privately contacting outsiders is a major taboo for the research group.

Since Bourbon wants to be transferred here, he should abide by the management regulations of the new department. Does he even understand the rules?

Moreover, Bourbon might not be contacting a friend at all, but rather reporting Yin Jiu's location and situation to his superiors, or even his former boss, Rum.

Ai Haibara, who had a lot to say, hesitated to speak. She couldn't tell Yin Jiu the truth right now. Frustrated, she visibly wilted, her head drooping so that no one could read her expression.

"Alright, that's not something we should be concerned about." Although she didn't know what Haibara was imagining, Yin Jiu decided to be patient one more time. "Besides, Toru is actually very easy to talk to, especially with children. If you're really curious, we can just ask him when he comes back."

Feeling he had done enough, he reached out to pat Ai Haibara's head, trying to cool down the overloaded little girl.

However, just as that cold finger was about to touch Ai Haibara's head, a cry of surprise came from not far away.

"?" Conan is going all out?

Yin Jiu immediately craned his neck, his gaze sweeping in the direction from which the sound came, like a searchlight.

Amuro Tooru and Vermouth did the same, both emerging from behind the sheltered house and heading towards Yin Jiu's direction.

Yin Jiu: When did Vermouth enter Paradise? Where did Gin go?

Yin Jiu's nerves immediately went on alert, her body tense as she cautiously extended a spider web to explore an escape route.

In contrast, Ai Haibara breathed a huge sigh of relief: Vermouth came in too... It seems that she and Yin Jiu are safe now.

As a researcher of the APTX series of drugs, Ai Haibara believed she knew exactly what Yin Jiu feared.

Vermouth, who, like Gin, is Yin Jiu's guardian, is probably well aware of the precautions to take when caring for a non-human cub.

With Vermouth there, Ai Haibara felt much more relaxed.

People are most likely to reveal their weaknesses when they are relaxed, and Ai Haibara's gaze towards Chris Vineyard was unusual.

Curaçao easily noticed this subtle change.

"Chris is here too?" Curaçao had just finished drawing when she was surrounded by several children. She had just broken free and approached Yin Jiu, feigning kindness, "Is this alright? Let Grace Ayhara and Chris Vineyard meet? Aren't they on bad terms?"

"Oh? You mean those comments online?" Yin Jiu knew from the first sentence that Curaçao was up to something, so she shook her head vigorously and said honestly, "These are just rumors, there's no need to take them seriously. They have a very good relationship, it's not what you think."

"..." So which one could it be?

Even Vermouth and Sherry have a terrible relationship!

These two faces could never possibly play together!

Curaçao was momentarily speechless at Granfidi's nonsensical words; people often instinctively want to laugh when they are speechless.

Curaçao finally couldn't help but scoff, subconsciously glancing at the only member who knew the whole 'truth'—Vermouth, who turned back to look at him, revealing the same innocent smile as Granfidy.

Curaçao: "..." Sometimes I really want to tear off these fake masks worn by these cargo handlers!

Curaçao's fist hardened.

"The most important thing right now is to see what's happening over there." Ai Haibara's expression was originally relaxed, but when she heard Curaçao mention her and Vermouth, she instinctively didn't want the topic to continue.

She wasn't Grace Ehara, so how could she possibly know how that guy and Vermouth got along? Feeling guilty, the girl decisively shifted the blame, drawing everyone's attention to Conan.