Conan's organization will end sooner or later without me

A familiar voice came from outside the door, and Yin Jiu felt a chill run down her spine. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of a row of figures who had been standing outside the door for who knows how long.

"Ah... Toru, Ai, Conan, Hattori, and Professor Agasa..." he murmured unconsciously.

Vermouth should have been holding off Curaçao outside. I wonder how long those people watched them; it's too late!

Yin Jiu's limbs went weak and she almost fell to the ground, but was caught by a hand as she leaned back.

He saw Bourbon's face through his blurry vision.

Blackie remained silent, the evening sunlight streaming in through the window, reflecting the complex emotions flashing in his eyes.

Now look what's happened! He's lost face in front of his future subordinates!

Yin Jiu couldn't help but cover her face with her arm.

After a two-second pause, Amuro Tooru spoke first, "Are you feeling better now?"

"Hmm." Yin Jiu responded listlessly, propped herself up to stand, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm fine."

"If it's food you don't like, don't force yourself to eat it." Amuro Tooru's tone was calm, but it inexplicably carried a gloomy undertone.

The others remained silent, and Ai Haibara even considerately stepped back half a step, making room for Yin Jiu to pass.

But her feelings were definitely not as calm as they appeared.

Head and neck pain, recurrent vomiting, difficulty walking, and even organ failure.

This is a typical complication caused by a lack of blood clotting ability. Bourbon was monitoring Yin Jiu almost every step of the way. She only needed to use her brain a little to know why he was doing all this.

— Monitor Yin Jiu's regular and measured medication intake.

And Xiao Jiu... he didn't refuse. Does this child truly have absolutely no will to live?

Ai Haibara sighed deeply in her heart, a bittersweet feeling rising within her, as if her heart had been pricked by a needle.

For the first time, she felt a surge of emotion towards Granfidy: it was so unreliable. She could understand that the researchers had no feelings for the test subjects, but how could they use the mother body directly to make such a dangerous attempt?

These thoughts lingered in Ai Haibara's mind, but she didn't make any changes because she knew that even if she spoke up, given Sherry's current awkward situation, it wouldn't have any effect, and might even have backfired.

Amuro Tooru was also suffering from inner turmoil.

Has Yin Jiu's body really reached this point?

During this period, Yin Jiu's appetite decreased, and she always avoided eating with him and Vermouth.

Amuro Tooru originally thought it was just a few minor issues unique to children entering puberty, and out of respect for the young man's thoughts, he deliberately gave Yin Jiu more space to be alone.

Unexpectedly...

When he saw Yin Jiu stumble and stagger straight to the bathroom, his heart pounded, and a cold sweat broke out on his back.

After a moment of calming down, Amuro Tooru silently followed Curaçao, using Vermouth to hold her back.

The boy was vomiting in front of the toilet, trembling all over. His already pale hands were gripping the wall tightly, turning a horrifying bluish-gray.

The boy sat slumped on the ground for a long time, panting heavily as if enduring some kind of pain, until the footsteps of Professor Agasa and the others approached, at which point he suddenly froze, as if his soul had been pulled back to reality.

"Toru, Ai, Conan..."

The voice tried to sound normal as it called out the names of everyone present, but to Amuro Tooru, it sounded jarring for the first time.

He instinctively reached out and caught the boy, watching as the child looked away from his eyes.

A fierce anger suddenly ignited in his heart, but his throat felt as if it were blocked, and he could not utter any words of reproach.

very angry.

But he wasn't angry at Yin Jiu; he was more angry at himself.

Why wasn't it discovered sooner?

Overwhelmed with self-reproach, Amuro Tooru simply lowered his eyes and asked calmly, "Are you feeling better now?"

"You don't need to look at me like I'm a patient. I just have an upset stomach." Yin Jiu came out of the washroom, surrounded by several people. The more she thought about it, the more embarrassed she felt, and her clothes started to tremble faster.

"Chris!!"

The vampire cub stumbled and ran from the other end of the corridor, its steps hurried.

Vermouth immediately abandoned her entanglement with Curaçao, opened her arms and hugged her little one tightly, "What's wrong, baby?"

As she spoke, she rubbed Yin Jiu's cheek with her finger, a hint of worry flashing in her eyes.

He left the table without her prior notice. What kind of unexpected event has happened to this child that she doesn't know about?

Instead of asking Curaçao directly, Vermouth kept her doubts to herself and observed quietly.

"It's nothing." Yin Jiu covered his face, trying to calm down, but then he remembered something, and his face suddenly turned pale. He hurriedly flailed his hands, trying to push Vermouth away. "Wait... wait, let me go first, I have important things to deal with!"

"Okay, okay..." Vermouth cooperated and let go, gently patting Yin Jiu's back to help him catch his breath. Then, seeing Yin Jiu open his phone's text messaging interface and enter Gin's number, she immediately snorted coldly and said irritably, "Why are you looking for him?"

Gin, that clueless and irresponsible fellow, actually occupies one of Glenfiddich's guardianship positions.

Just thinking about it makes me feel uneasy.

“I’m just reporting some things to him, just in case.” Yin Jiu put a finger to her lips, gesturing for Vermouth to look carefully. “You can take a look too; we’ll be able to use it soon.”

Yin Jiu hadn't had time to report the news of 'sunshine resistance' and 'gastrointestinal atrophy' to the organization yet. She originally planned to submit it along with the medical examination report after Junerik returned to Tokyo.

However, since Sherry has run into him, she will definitely record the information in the organization's documents. Rather than having Gin come knocking on his door later, he might as well report it now.

"?" Vermouth's gaze was initially puzzled, but when she saw the text that Yin Jiu quickly typed in the information bar, her pupils slowly contracted.

"Why didn't you say so sooner!" Vermouth said coquettishly. "I really need it right away."

This is perfect opportunity to prank Curacao!

The conversation between the two lasted only a dozen seconds. Curaçao straightened her disheveled collar and tried to eavesdrop, but saw that Yin Jiu had already put away her phone and sat down at the table again with a serious expression.

Almost simultaneously, Bourbon and the others returned with somber expressions.

"It's getting late, shall we end our journey here for today?" Vermouth glanced at the table and noticed that the food was almost gone. She then looked at the sky outside and offered her opinion.

“Indeed, it’s getting dark, and if we’re any later we’ll miss the routine hospital check-up.” Amuro Tooru, whose mood was also sour because of Yin Jiu’s health, glanced at his watch and agreed, “Xiao Jiu, Xiao Ai, and Chris will come back with me. As for Conan…”

“I brought him here, and I’ll take Conan back to the hospital,” Hattori Heiji replied with a smile.

Curaçao glanced around at the group of people, whose atmosphere seemed off, and knew that he wouldn't be able to find out anything today, so he could only get up with regret.

Just as the group was heading outside to assign tasks, Curaçao spotted Hua Dian with her sharp eyes.

"Xiao Jiu, the sun is about to set, why are you still holding an umbrella?" Curaçao approached Granfidi, glancing discreetly at the parasol in the boy's hand, and her heart skipped a beat.

Naoko Sawada was scorched to death by the sun, which means that if McCullen did not deliberately set a 'genetic lock' on the experimental subject, then the most likely explanation is that Glenfiddich, the raw material, also had the same trait.

Was Glenfiddich afraid of sunlight?

Thinking about it carefully, she realized she had never seen Yin Jiu exposed to the scorching sun before, and couldn't even find any related TV drama scenes!

Curaçao's eyes flickered slightly as her gaze fell on the oblivious boy who was still slowly walking forward. Suddenly, she reached out and snatched the parasol from him.