Conan's organization will end sooner or later without me

In the afternoon, dark clouds filled the entire sky, giving people an oppressive feeling of impending storm. The air was a little humid, and there was deathly silence all around, so quiet that it was frightening.

As expected, Yu Kazami handed a test report to Toru Amuro.

"This must be a poison used to treat special patients, Mr. Furuya."

After receiving this news, Toru Amuro crushed the screen of his mobile phone with force.

He ended up harming his silly roe deer.

What newly developed poison are you talking about?

This is the poison specially developed to kill his stupid roe deer!

Toru Amuro grabbed the clothes on his chest with his hands and squatted down little by little. The dense feeling of heartache was like ants gnawing at his heart.

When Yuya Kazami came over, what he saw was Toru Amuro, looking dazed and in pain.

"Mr. Fūya!" He walked to Amuro Toru's side worriedly and tried to help the young boss in front of him up, "How are you..."

The rest of the words were choked in his throat, because he saw that his boss, Fūya, who never complained of being tired, actually had a hint of red in the corners of his eyes.

"Jianggu...sir..."

He didn't dare to look any longer, but looked away.

But unexpectedly, a hand grabbed the hem of his clothes.

"Am I a failure?"

"Am I a failure?!" Toru Amuro suddenly repeated this sentence word by word.

The figures of his former classmates in the police academy flashed before his mind one by one, and finally the fragments gathered into the image of Scotland's death.

If only... If only he had died with the other person, how great it would have been!

Amuro Toru suddenly felt an urge to not want to see anything anymore and to die.

Feng Jianyuya could sense that his boss was in a bad mood, and then his eyes suddenly focused, "Did something happen to her?"

He knew earlier that Mr. Fūtani had a "sweetheart" who he loved very much but was confused and unable to take care of herself.

To be honest, ever since his boss lost his classmate in the police academy, he has been keeping a distant attitude towards everyone, including him.

So when he first saw Mr. Fūya become like this, Yuya Kazami immediately thought of the biggest possibility.

He was just guessing, but he didn't expect that he was not right, but he actually grasped part of the truth.

"I hurt him." Toru Amuro was shaking all over, his pupils dilated to a width almost close to his irises due to the violent ups and downs of emotions. He didn't know what was wrong with him. He had warned himself countless times not to invest too much emotion, but he just crossed the line.

The child seemed to have a fatal attraction. Just with one breath, people could not help but focus their attention on him.

"Mr. Furuya, maybe we should hire a psychiatrist." Yuya Kazami felt that Furuya Rei's current mood was extremely wrong. This was no longer a normal heartbreak, but more like... like the patients in the drug rehabilitation center he had met before!

This can't go on!

There will be a big problem!

Yuya Kazami's words were obviously useless to Toru Amuro who was out of control.

When the situation takes a turn for the worse, people will instinctively think about ways to rescue themselves.

Yuya Kazami vaguely remembered that Mr. Furiya was an undercover agent in a huge organization. If everything was connected together, the final result might be that a decision made by Mr. Furiya ultimately killed his "lover".

When you think about it this way, it’s no wonder that Mr. Fūya would be like this.

A complex look flashed across Yuya Kazami's eyes. Between justice and personal feelings, more people would actually choose the latter.

It's no wonder that it's so hard to accept that Mr. Fūya sacrificed his beloved without any preparation.

Yuya Kazami came back to his senses from his ups and downs in his imagination. He sighed with great melancholy, leaned down and gently patted Toru Amuro's back to comfort him, "Perhaps if we don't do this, the consequences will be worse?"

Yes, even if he was not the one who received the task, someone else would still go and drug the person. It was just a matter of time.

If he died, what would happen to the silly roe deer?

Amuro Toru, whose eyes were dead, slowly raised his head after hearing this. He was stunned for a moment, and suddenly seemed to have more energy, "You are right."

Amuro Toru smiled at Yuya Kazami across from him, and slowly stood up from the ground, "It seems that some plans need to be started..."

-

Yin Jiu had no idea that he almost forced a senior undercover agent to retreat. Watching Conan solve the case again, he also made an appointment with Haibara Ai for their next meeting.

At this moment, while Toru Amuro was not back yet, he got into the Porsche 365A as if he was familiar with the place.

"Glenfiddich, what you gave Bourbon was obviously medicine for yourself, why do you say it's a gift?" Vodka's mouth corners slightly raised. He thought Glenfiddich and Bourbon had a good relationship, but he didn't expect the so-called "gift" to be just like this. Glenfiddich still has the best relationship with his eldest brother and him.

"Why isn't it a gift?"

Yin Jiu was completely unaware of Vodka's pride. Her long eyelashes drooped, and her eyes were full of seriousness. "Bourbon couldn't figure out whether the mission or friends were more important. I helped him figure it out in advance. Isn't that a gift?"

Yin Jiu looked at Toru Amuro, who stood out in the long list of captives in the "Vampire Charm" ability.

"I helped him discover possible weaknesses in advance and helped him correct them. I think I have done my best." Yin Jiu blinked, with a kind face. "You know, I even swallowed poison for him. Isn't that the greatest sincerity and gift?"

"..."

Gin had long known that Yin Jiu's values ​​were different from those of other normal people, but when he heard such an outrageous statement from the back seat, he couldn't help but look at Yin Jiu in the rearview mirror with a complicated expression, "That gentleman seems to be planning to arrange a psychiatrist for you."

"..." Yin Jiu always felt that Gin had something else in mind when he mentioned this, and was silent for a moment, "The scope of treatment for psychiatrists is not limited to mental illnesses. Most of the time, they actually treat insomnia and anxiety. Gin, you don't have to doubt my mental state. In a sense, I am more normal than all of you."

Yin Jiu finally returned to his residence with confident and determined steps.

Vodka, however, looked at Gin even more confused.

Gin quietly took out his laptop and opened Glenfiddich's medical record interface. "When mental illness reaches a certain level, the patient will have a loss of self-awareness. It seems that we need to arrange a psychiatrist's schedule earlier."