Conan's organization will end sooner or later without me

"Oh, that's what he said?"

“Absolutely true. Following that kid really does make it easy to encounter interesting things.” In the bathroom, Vermouth touched up the corners of her eyes with brown eyeshadow, then frowned and slightly wiped it off, not entirely satisfied.

Bourbon's dark skin is such a waste of materials; in just one morning, there were already cracks and signs of makeup fading at the corners of her eyes.

"By the way, do you need my help? To help you deal with those disobedient wolf cubs?"

"Whatever." It's just a waste of healing potions and snacks anyway.

Gin exhaled a smoke ring and casually put his phone back in his pocket.

On the other side, Yin Jiu watched Vermouth go to make a phone call, while he stayed next to the Mori family, observing Oogami Keishin's every move.

It's not uncommon for peripheral members, who are 'desperate' to use their positions to seek help from detectives.

Yin Jiu didn't know much about this person, so she didn't dare to be overconfident and easily let her guard down.

"Brother Yin Jiu..." Ai Haibara, the organization's radar, sensed Vermouth's departure and her sense of security vanished. She immediately noticed the strange aura emanating from Taishin Keishin and gently tugged at Yin Jiu's sleeve. "Don't you think that Taishin Keishin is a little scary?"

“No? I think he’s quite handsome.” Yin Jiu lowered her head and gave a fair assessment. “If I met Mr. Da Shen in other places, I probably wouldn’t have made that connection to his profession.”

“Indeed, Mr. Oogami’s finger joints are well-protected, and there are no signs of calluses from strength training.” Conan had already turned his attention back when he heard Ai Haibara speak, but after hearing Yin Jiu’s evaluation, he took a closer look at the man.

Indeed, I didn't notice any particularly suspicious signs. "Maybe it's because she didn't want to keep it from her family, so she made a point of taking care of her hands and face?"

It's likely that protective measures were taken during training, which is why Da Shen Jing Qing's skin tissue didn't suffer from particularly severe wear and tear; otherwise, it would be difficult to maintain such a level of skin condition through long-term training.

Conan mentally assessed the situation and noticed Vermouth leaving the room. He subconsciously turned his attention to Ai Haibara, only to find that she had already returned to her initial indifferent expression.

It seems that Haibara's question was purely out of curiosity, and he was overthinking it.

Conan breathed a sigh of relief. Behind him, the great god Jingqing didn't even chat with Kogoro Mouri for long. After getting the autograph and expressing his gratitude, he decisively left the audience.

"He's really put a lot of effort into his hands and face!" All that wasted was their research team's medication!

Ai Haibara felt a pang of sympathy for Conan after his reminder, then her tone turned harsh, "Without the Wolf Mask mystery, it really becomes boring."

“So it’s better for everyone not to know the truth about some things.” Yin Jiu’s tone was somewhat ambiguous. “Anyway, Pandora’s box has already been opened, so it’s better to just close our eyes, ignore it, and not see it.”

Like dealing with those special drugs that the organization feeds you?

Ai Haibara's heart trembled. She clenched her fists, suppressing her emotions to a level that no one else could see.

"Is the next match the Werewolf's match?"

The time flew by as the group chatted, and before they knew it, the game had reached its climax in the second half.

"I'll go call Tou-ge back." Yin Jiu really didn't want to watch the fighting skills of the organization's peripheral members. She glanced at her phone screen, estimated the duration of Vermouth's call, and decided to go out for some fresh air.

Conan and Ai Haibara got up at the same time and followed.

"Do we really need so many of us to come over?" Yin Jiu stopped in her tracks, subtly changing direction and heading towards Vermouth.

"The match is about to begin, and if you follow me, you might easily miss the wolf-faced man's opening fight."

"What does it matter? I'm not interested in him anymore anyway." Ai Haibara shrugged indifferently.

No matter how big the world is, Yin Jiu-ge is the biggest, and no one can let her leave her goal.

Of the three, Conan was the only one who seemed a little anxious, but his tone was optimistic: "It's okay, if we walk quickly, we should be able to make it back."

"It's hard to say..." Conan was optimistic enough, but Yin Jiu was less so, especially as he got closer to the backstage area. He could smell a fresh, sweaty, bloody scent.

Who has been cursed to death this time?

With the mindset of 'since we're already here,' Yin Jiu frowned and casually reached out to tentatively knock on the wall in the backstage corridor to inquire.

"Tou-ge? Are you there?"

"Yes." Vermouth replied instantly, peeking out from behind the door of the third room. She saw one adult and two children standing side by side in the middle of the corridor. "Is the werewolf's match about to begin?"

“Yes.” Yin Jiu smiled and took a half step back to the side, getting closer to the target room, and then deliberately reached out to rest her hand on the door frame.

"If we hurry back, we can still make it..."

"Crack!"

Before the last word could be uttered, the door, which was not completely locked, was 'accidentally' knocked open by an external force.

Yin Jiu also fell to the side due to inertia.

"Be careful!" Vermouth reacted quickly, grabbing Yin Jiu by the back of her collar, but then let her go because of the scream coming from behind.

"Paji!"

Feeling the pull of his collar, Yin Jiu, who had completely relaxed, was thrown to the ground with a thud. He raised his head with a wronged expression, his eyes accusing him: "..." It would have been better if he hadn't been helped at all!

"Ahem, let's call the police first." Vermouth coughed guiltily, looked away, and pretended to be busy directing the on-site staff who had begun to riot, "Everyone back off, don't go near the scene."

"Brother Yin Jiu, are you alright?" That old woman was definitely doing it on purpose!

Ai Haibara glared at Vermouth, then squatted down beside Yin Jiu, wanting to check her injuries.

"I'm fine." Yin Jiu patted his clothes and stood up. He didn't feel much pain, so he was only annoyed for half a second before turning his gaze back to the victim.

Sure enough, Conan had already run over there first.

"The victim was stabbed directly in the abdomen and died without any signs of struggle. It must have been an inside job... Oh, and there's a camera running here!" Conan expertly examined the corpse, his voice filled with surprise and delight.

next second.

'Boom! '

"Ouch!" Conan clutched his head as Kogoro Mouri threw him out without a second thought.

"Conan, are you alright?" Ran Mouri followed behind Kogoro Mouri and, seeing Conan being thrown out, habitually bent down to ask a few questions. "How about we put some medicine on him? Dad hit him too hard."

"Spare the rod and spoil the child. Your father must be very worried about Conan, so he had to beat him up to teach him a lesson." Yin Jiu said sarcastically while skillfully setting up a stopwatch on her phone to time the swelling from the experimental subject's injury.

Just then, the wrestling team's management came over and said, "If you need a treatment spray, I happen to have some special medicine on hand. Would you like to try it?"

As he spoke, the square-faced administrator took out a white spray bottle with no brand, no manufacturer, and no production date.