Conan's organization will end sooner or later without me

The moonlight shone dimly through the large window.

It was already late at night when Yin Jiu received Bourbon's reply. Although he seemed to be curled up sleeping, he was actually harassing Gin out of boredom.

So as soon as Bourbon sent the email, he couldn't wait to check the contents.

"Well done. - glenfiddich"

He praised sincerely, but suddenly he felt a strong emotion rising behind him.

"Hmm? Brother Tou?" Yin Jiu rubbed his eyes, looking completely dazed as if he had just woken up. "What time is it now? Are Conan and the others back?"

"Not yet... It's already 4 a.m.," Amuro Toru heard the silly roe deer calling him brother in a daze, and his gloomy mood finally improved. He glanced at his watch and shifted his gaze to the other end of the hall, "Why did they take so long?"

"Take me over to have a look." Yin Jiu couldn't figure out why Bourbon was angry, and just thought that his good colleague was under a lot of pressure recently.

After all, being an agent is a laborious job. He took up too much of Bourbon's time, leaving him no energy to collect intelligence.

Yin Jiu was reflecting on himself when he heard the familiar melody from upstairs again.

"What is this? The third chapter of Moonlight?"

Conan suddenly came out from somewhere, and after running past Yin Jiu and Amuro Toru, he almost stopped and turned back a few steps in the corridor, "Yin Jiu, Mr. Amuro, you two should not go to the front for now."

"..."

Yin Jiu and Amuro Toru watched Conan run away, looked at each other, and saw the same confusion in each other's eyes.

"How about waiting here?" Yin Jiu always maintained the good virtue of minding his own business. He held the armrests of the wheelchair with both hands and moved his whole body towards the back of the seat.

"Let's go take a look at the music score first." Toru Amuro thought more about it. The little brat from the Mori family would come back in a hurry at this time, it must be because he saw some important clues.

He pushed Yin Jiu towards the door. The two of them were not moving very fast but they just blocked the old policeman who had a very happy face.

"Let me see it first." Toru Amuro directly snatched the music score from the old police officer's hand, and then his eyes immediately became solemn.

"What's wrong? Who is the murderer?" Yin Jiu stretched his neck to ask knowingly.

But Toru Amuro quickly stuffed the sheet music into the file bag and said, "I need to confirm it, but before that I have to send you back to your room."

Amuro Toru pushed Yin Jiu back without saying anything.

He knew who the murderer was, but this result was undoubtedly cruel for Yin Jiu.

Toru Amuro thought it would be better not to let his silly son know that the gentle and beautiful doctor sister on the retirement island he loved was actually a vicious serial killer.

Yin Jiu was pushed back to the B&B room, and Amuro Toru even remembered to lock the room before leaving.

"..."

Yin Jiu sat in the middle of the room speechless for a moment. No, who did Bourbon learn this from?

-

On the other side, Gin had just dealt with a traitor in an expedited manner.

He returned to his beloved car, gently wiped off the remaining smell of gunpowder on his hands with a cotton cloth soaked in baking soda water, leaned back in the chair feeling a little tired, lit a cigarette, and wanted to relax his tired mind.

But just as I exhaled a smoke ring, the tail of the smoke had not yet dissipated in the air, the cell phone vibrated.

Gin: “…”

When will this life of having no privacy at all and not being able to miss any emails from others end?

Even though he cursed in his mind, he still reached into his pocket to find his phone, picked it up and checked it.

"Mr. Guardian, I hope you are doing well. Your adopted son is here to greet you. It's already this time. I wonder if you are still unable to sleep because of some tasks? I am sorry to hear that you are still working overtime, but if you don't mind your little Glenfiddich, you can share the extra tasks with me. I assure you that I am your most loyal and solid support. - Glenfiddich"

"..."

Gin stared at the screen in silence for a moment, barely suppressing the urge to pull out his gun.

Next to him, Vodka was driving the car obediently. Suddenly, he heard his elder brother exhale a long breath. In the thick smoke, he seemed to vaguely see a layer of light dark circles under the lower eyelids of elder brother Gin.

Vodka immediately understood and slowed down the car, driving more steadily.

Let’s not talk about Gin’s mentality.

Yin Jiu waited for a long time without receiving a reply from Gin, so he sat on the floor bored and unhappy.

When Toru Amuro came back, this was the scene he saw.

"It's Doctor Asai, right?" Yin Jiu smelled a faint burnt smell on Amuro Toru and calculated that the matter should be over.

"As expected, you guessed it right," Amuro Toru sighed, "But Dr. Asai must feel guilty about this. He originally planned to commit suicide to apologize, but after we rescued him, he took the initiative to surrender."

"Really? Why should I feel guilty?" Yin Jiu tilted his head, not understanding what Bourbon was explaining.

It is only natural to take revenge, let alone the revenge for the murder of one's father and the destruction of one's family.

People have come to kill him, and those who kill will be killed. Asai Makoto can take revenge with his own strength, which is his ability.

What's more, those people have lived for so many more years, and each of them is a candidate for village chief, which shows that they have lived a very comfortable life over the years.

It's just to save their lives and not bring harm to their families and children. What is there to feel guilty about?

Yin Jiu couldn't quite understand how the organization could produce a saintly woman like Bourbon, but he liked the other person now and didn't mind chatting about life with this bottle of unsociable whiskey.

"The people who were killed were his biological parents and sister. Would he feel guilty for killing his enemies?"

The young man with brown curly hair lowered his head slightly, his expression innocent yet cruel, "If we let our enemies go so easily, how can we face our relatives in the afterlife?"

"..." Amuro Toru stared at Yin Jiu's serious and pure wine-red eyes. He never expected that he would hear such an answer from Yin Jiu. "If that's the case, let the law punish them."

"It's no use," Yin Jiu slowly stood up from the ground, took out a can of milk from the refrigerator and poured it into the cup under the gaze of Amuro Toru.

"Under Japanese law, the death penalty will not be imposed unless more than three people have been killed. Moreover, these victims are all-powerful in the local area. Even if there is evidence to bring them down, the four of them killed a family of three. There is no way they can be sentenced to death. In a few years, they will be released and continue to do evil, and even retaliate against Asai Makoto and his future family."

Yin Jiu looked down at the pure white milk in the cup, shook it gently, and finally sighed, "Brother Tou knows more about Japan than I do. Do you think the possibility of this ending is small?"

"..." Amuro Toru was unable to refute. He thought about it carefully and actually felt that the possibility that Yin Jiu mentioned would completely become a reality, and the reality would be even more tragic.

"Even so, Asai Makoto's hands are already stained with blood after taking revenge on that group of people. He can never go back to the way he was before."

"So what? If he can't go back to his old group, there will naturally be a new group to accept him." Yin Jiu said meaningfully, "People always have to move forward instead of standing still, right?"