Conan's organization will end sooner or later without me

That’s really great!

FBI, Shinichi Kudo.

What's most infuriating is the latter. Despite being Yin Jiu's friend, he's aiding and abetting evil, cooperating with the FBI to monitor Xiao Jiu.

No wonder Vermouth has been trying to switch identities with him lately.

It's highly likely that Grace Ehara, who was working for the FBI, provided the information.

These blabbermouths, not one of them can keep a secret!

Amuro Tooru was so angry that the veins on his forehead bulged, but in order to prevent Yin Jiu from discovering the sapling, he dared not stop what he was doing.

After taking a few deep breaths, Bourbon sped up, sweeping the table and floor.

Yin Jiu returned quite quickly. Bourbon guessed it was because the FBI had planted a new doctor at the hospital, and their first meeting was just a brief introduction.

"The new doctor looks very young," Amuro Tooru said suddenly, washing a rag without looking up.

That guy named Kazeto Kyokata looks like a greenhorn with little experience!

"Ah, you mean Dr. Kazeto? He did just graduate this year." Yin Jiu's sense of smell was more acute than that of ordinary humans. As soon as she entered the room, she smelled the fresh scent of soil, and her gaze casually swept over the flowerpots on the table.

He reached out and poked it, a satisfied smile playing on his lips. "I think he's a good person, just like you, Tou-ge. You two should get to know each other better; you might find common ground."

"There will be that opportunity." After washing the rag, Bourbon took out the cup and started washing it, without ever turning around.

Yin Jiu, however, tasted a bitter, resentful feeling and was slightly taken aback.

Kyosuke Kazato had contact with both him and Bourbon. As a member of the investigation team who was good at collecting information about people, Bourbon had handled too much information about Kyosuke Kazato's past, which might include things like his language habits and subconscious actions.

Could it be that Bourbon has sensed something?

So you're wary of Kyosuke Kazeto?

Yin Jiu tilted her head and stared at Amuro Tooru's back, thinking for a second.

Regardless of.

Even if Bourbon thought that way, he would at most vent his anger on Glenfiddich, but Yin Jiu had no idea what Glenfiddich was!

Bourbon will be very angry later, but we'll deal with that later later.

Without a second's hesitation, Yin Jiu made her decision—to continue playing dumb.

Bourbon's sullen mood didn't last long. After washing the two cups, his intense emotions had already faded back to normal.

This 'sensible' member, after composing himself, even poured orange juice for himself and Yin Jiu.

"And don't forget Xiao Ju's." Yin Jiu took another cup from the shelf next to her and gestured for Bourbon to pour another one.

"How about we prepare some tap water for him?" Amuro Tooru's eyes twitched slightly as he screwed on the cap of the orange juice bottle and took the initiative to pick up a cup to fill up the water at the pool.

Regardless of whether the orange seedlings can survive after drinking that glass of orange juice, just the act of giving an orange a glass of juice... sounds like hell on earth!

However, Yin Jiu, who was sitting on the sofa, seemed completely unaware of this.

In reality, Yin Jiu was just trying to brush it off: "..."

Well, Bourbon's approach does sound more comprehensive.

Yin Jiu was actually quite satisfied that his little pet had finally evolved from a rotten orange into an orange seedling. Otherwise, with his vampire's sense of smell, he would have felt a rotten stench in the room every day.

It was a bittersweet mix of sour and sweet, bitter and foul... Yin Jiu silently wiped away a tear of bitterness in her heart. Pretending to be crazy wasn't easy.

Fortunately, such efforts were not entirely in vain; the FBI's activity circle has shrunk significantly, showing a trend of focusing on hospitals rather than headquarters.

It's time for Gin to reap the rewards.

-

"Discovered."

On the other end, Shuichi Akai removed his headphones and shook his head with a somber expression.

"It's that manager." Conan, who had just rescued Heiji Hattori and hadn't had a chance to rest for long, clenched his fist.

The worst-case scenario has occurred; that manager named Amuro Tooru is no match for Vermouth.

He genuinely doesn't care about Yin Jiumo. Now that the listening device has been discovered, the other party might blame Yin Jiumo.

"No, I have to go find Yin Jiu."

He couldn't let Xiao Jiu be in that situation alone.

“It’s no use you going there now.” Shuichi Akai grabbed Conan’s collar and pulled him back. Then, under the latter’s questioning gaze, he cleared his throat. “Anyway, that guy won’t report the listening device. If you go there now, you’ll just be walking into a trap and making things difficult for him.”

Difficult?

Could it be that the bastard who secretly poisoned Yin Jiu was an FBI mole?

"It's not what you think."

Perhaps Conan's questioning gaze was too obvious, Shuichi Akai coughed twice and silently looked away. "I can't tell you the specific reason for now, but you can try to trust that person at certain times."

real or fake?

Conan's eyes clearly showed skepticism, but he did not choose to refute it immediately. Instead, he changed the subject.

"By the way, the reason I came to see you this time is actually to tell you about Xiao Jiu's situation."

Conan stood on tiptoe and placed the folder in his hand on the table. "This is a medical analysis table compiled by Ai Haibara regarding Yin Jiu's recent loss of appetite. She told you to be careful not to do any of the things listed in the table if you come into contact with Yin Jiu, so as not to bring up painful memories for him."

"Yin Jiu's illness... has it gotten worse?" Shuichi Akai listened to Conan's explanation while his hands continued to turn the pages of paper.

Sherry is exceptionally skilled at writing reports; the few pages clearly describe the progression of Yin Jiu's illness and treatment recommendations.

The wording is concise and to the point, but...

Why didn't she come herself?

Given the relationship between Ai Haibara and Yin Jiu, Shuichi Akai thought that the boy would at least come over to give Yin Jiu some instructions because he was worried about her.

"How would I know about her!" Conan turned his head away.

In fact, what Ai Haibara said was quite harsh. To summarize, it meant that if the FBI couldn't even understand this, then Yin Jiu might as well be handed over to the organization to take care of. She shouldn't put up a fight anymore; she should just wash up and go back to surrender as soon as possible. Maybe they could even take care of her Yin Jiu-ge.

Hehehehehe...

Therefore, Haibara must have a prejudice against the FBI. Whenever it comes to dealing with FBI personnel, she becomes irritable.

Conan remembered his friends' characteristics, so when the second team-building activity came around, he consciously avoided the FBI members.