Conan's organization will end sooner or later without me

Deep in the dark night, Gin listened to the report from the peripheral members on the other end of the phone, and sadly crushed the half-burned cigarette on the forehead of the corpse beside him.

What is Glenfiddich doing again?

As a self-proclaimed normal person, Gin sometimes feels a bit of a headache when he has to deal with all these weird members of the organization every day.

"Brother, Grenfiddich actually gave us a gift!"

Only the vodka was a real surprise. He opened the small paper box given by Yin Jiu without hesitation and took out a cigarette from it. "It's really thoughtful. Although it's medicine, it's made to look like a cigarette, and there's even the word vodka on it."

Vodka lit up without hesitation, and the pungent cigarette actually gave off a light creamy fragrance.

"what?!"

What an amazing taste.

Vodka narrowed his eyes and took a sip . . . and another sip.

Gin quietly observed whether the vodka had any adverse reactions, and saw the honest assistant turned his head blankly, "Brother, is this really a drug that can keep you young forever? Smoke it!"

"..." You believe all the nonsense Glenfiddich says!

Gin put his pack of lemon-flavored cigarettes into his pocket with a gloomy face. "IDVS is an experimental drug for immortality developed using Glenfiddich's blood as a raw material. Since he said it was developed with IDVS as inspiration..."

"Uh..." The cigarette butt in Vodka's mouth trembled, "You mean, this cigarette is...is..."

"It's a product of Glenfiddich." Gin sneered.

"Cough cough cough, cough cough cough." Vodka listened to Gin's almost terrifying speech and gasped in horror. A large amount of white air was inhaled into his lungs and he curled up in pain.

The phone vibrated at the right time.

"Hello, Mr. Guardian, do you still have vodka? Every sip feels like me, isn't it great?" Yin Jiu's faint voice came from the other end of the microphone, as eerie as a ghost demanding life.

"Ah."

In response, Gin just sneered faintly.

"What? Gin, you definitely didn't smoke." Yin Jiu guessed the result after hearing the noise over there. "This cigarette is a good thing. I've tried it. Although it doesn't have the effect of keeping youth and immortality, it can quickly replenish the energy consumed by the human body. It is still very suitable for the two of you who stay up all night."

"As for the gift for Bourbon, please help me deliver it. It contains pills for me to take in my public identity, one pill a day."

"What are the ingredients?" When he heard that it was for Yin Jiu to take, Gin perked up and examined the glass bottle carefully.

"Yes, some drugs that disrupt blood clotting." Yin Jiu paused, "Of course, it's only on the surface."

The veins on Gin's forehead had already bulged slightly when he heard Yin Jiu's words, and when he heard the second half of the sentence, his eyes focused on the medicine bottle.

"In fact, this medicine can help me adjust the healing speed of my wounds on the surface, but it does not actually harm my body." Yin Jiu continued, "As long as the news that my body cannot heal itself for a long time spreads, I think some old guys with ill intentions will reveal their tails. Gin, don't you think this is a good opportunity?"

And there is one thing he didn't say, this medicine can mainly reduce his hunger bar significantly without reducing experience points.

After becoming a high-level vampire, Yin Jiu could clearly feel that the increase in experience points had slowed down. If he continued to waste emotional points due to full hunger points, he might not be able to become a master vampire until the end of the first year of the Science Academy.

And his fear of sunlight, a weakness that could easily be fatal, was like a sword always hanging over his head.

Yin Jiu has not forgotten that he is still a small crispy creature that will turn gray if exposed to the sun.

Instead of being cautious every day to prevent the real weakness from being discovered, it is better to proactively expose the seemingly more fatal weakness, and then the opponent will show his true colors.

He can pull the person down in one go by following the hair on the tail.

-

Yin Jiu suggested it and Gin agreed.

The inpatient department of Mihua General Hospital also welcomed a handsome young man.

"Well, so the person who was bitten by a water snake yesterday was saved?" Yin Jiu listened to Conan's words, and turned to look at Maori Kogoro lying on the other bed, "Then why did Uncle Maori go to the hospital?"

"Well, he accidentally fell last night." Conan brought a few classmates to visit Kogoro Mouri. Seeing Yin Jiu, the other little guys instantly left the uncle and surrounded the more friendly Yin Jiu.

In her heart, Huiyuan Ai was more concerned about Yin Jiu. "Where is your agent? Why isn't he with you?"

She looked around and didn't see Yin Jiu's agent that Conan mentioned. She frowned and asked, "You are in the hospital. Is there no one to take care of you?"

"It's not his problem. Family members can't accompany the sleep observation," Yin Jiu rubbed Huihara Ai's head with a smile, "and the agent has no obligation to be responsible for the artist's food, clothing, housing and transportation. Even if he doesn't come to help at all, there is nothing wrong with it."

. . Besides, Bourbon should be meeting Gin right now.

Yin Jiu spoke kindly to his agent with a kind look in his eyes. Then, as if remembering something, he took the biscuits on the table and handed them to Huiyuan. "But you came at a good time. There happen to be some snacks here. Do you want some? You can share them with your classmates."

-

It's different from the relaxed atmosphere in the hospital.

On the other side, Toru Amuro suddenly received a text message from Gin asking him to meet at Haido Town.

"What's going on?" Bourbon stopped five meters away from the two men with a stern face. Facing such a criminal gang that killed people indiscriminately, he instinctively built a high wall in his heart. Over time, it was natural that rumors spread that he was organizing the Lone Ranger.

I didn't expect that Gin would ask him out alone without any mission. Could it be that he was exposed?

Bourbon was secretly alert, but saw Gin gesture to Vodka. The burly man with sunglasses immediately nodded in understanding and took out a black box from the back seat of the car.

What is this? A new round of temptation?

Bourbon silently looked at the box that was handed to him and did not open it immediately, but guessed secretly.

Gin seemed to have always been concerned about his identity. Even though he had never revealed anything, the other party was still very wary of him.

"Open it." Gin suddenly spoke, his emerald eyes like a venomous snake under the light of the basement, "This is a new chronic poison recently developed by the organization."

"Poison? Chronic poison needs to be administered over a long period of time. You want me to lurk around someone for a long time?" Amuro Toru raised his eyebrows and opened the heavy lid. Sure enough, he saw a transparent glass bottle at the bottom of the box. He stretched out his hand and pinched the medicine with two fingers and shook it in front of him. "Who needs us to go to such great lengths to poison him instead of assassinating him directly? It might not be easy for me to lurk in alone, right?"

"This person is just right for you."

A strange smile appeared on Gin's lips, and at the same time, Toru Amuro's text message ringtone rang.

Seeing Amuro's expression stiffen for a moment because of the person in the text message picture, Gin sneered in a good mood, "You are not reluctant to part with it, are you, Bourbon?"

"How could it be." Bourbon took a deep breath and slowly gathered all his emotions. Then he showed a sneer similar to Gin's. "So he is the earl's son. No wonder even the organization has to go to so much trouble. But for a child of this status, whose parents are missing, wouldn't it be more useful to keep him alive than to let him die?"

"That's not something you should consider." Gin locked onto every micro-expression of Bourbon, trying to catch evidence of his disobedience. After a while, he slightly shifted his gaze, "Glenfiddich will arrange the follow-up work by then."

Glenfiddich again?

Amuro Toru's heart sank a little bit.

He watched Gin leave with a gloomy look, then took out his cell phone and called Yuya Kazami.

"Kazama, come and help me get a sample. I need the results by the afternoon."