Conan's organization will end sooner or later without me

When the two returned to the inner house, the house was surrounded by police.

"It seems something has happened." Yin Jiu entered the inner room with a large bunch of camellia flowers. Everyone's expression was not very good. Even Nai Guangmei's younger brother slammed the table and stood up, glaring at Yin Jiu and about to identify him as the murderer.

"He can't be the murderer." Amuro Toru stood in front of Yin Jiu, "Xiao Jiu has always been with me. Not to mention that he has no interest in you, even if he wanted to do it, he can't do it with his current physical condition."

When Toru Amuro was defending Yin Jiu, Conan also came over and briefly shared the entire case content with Yin Jiu.

"You said that the concubine of the Nei family also had a camellia on her body before she died?" Yin Jiu frowned. This concubine of the Nei family was the second wife who married in after the wife of the head of the Nei family passed away.

According to Conan, 15 years ago, after the ex-wife of the head of the 斷内 family passed away, her brother came to the 斷内 family and made a big fuss because he suspected that someone in this family had killed his own sister.

At that time, the mistress who passed away was holding such a camellia in her hand.

"It shouldn't be a revenge crime." Yin Jiu shook his head. The concubine's second wife only married into the family five years ago. No matter how you look at it, it can't be connected to the case of the mistress's death. "Don't we still have the concubine's will? Maybe there will be some clues in it."

Yin Jiu thought about giving the most reasonable suggestion. Since the camellia had absorbed a lot of emotional points, he silently placed these flowers representing luck in the most conspicuous position.

"I hope to make a lot of money." Yin Jiu clasped his hands together and bowed devoutly to the flowers.

In the eyes of Toru Amuro and Yukiko, this action was Yin Jiu mourning the deceased, and they both sighed at the same time.

Xiaojiu is like this. Even though he is in a miserable situation, he still considers others first.

"The murderer should be Yoshifusa Uchida, and it was self-defense." Conan walked around and quickly came to his own conclusion. Just as he was avoiding Toru Amuro's sight and was about to make inferences through Yukiko, the black figure who had been hiding in the dark took the initiative to knock on the door.

"You should listen to Yin Jiu's advice and Grandpa's will." Kudo Yusaku took off the scarf that covered most of his face, looked at his son in the eyes of everyone, and shook his head, "You're still not mature enough."

The lawyer who was handling the notarization of the recording had been stopped outside by the police and was now brought in by Kudo Yusaku.

As the recording played, several people soon showed shocked expressions, "Why is it Carlos' name?"

"Carlos is the child of Mr. Yoshifusa Uchida and the Brazilian woman." Kudo Yusaku concluded, "And in fact, the Mr. Yoshifusa Uchida you saw is Carlos' bodyguard."

"But...isn't he left-handed, and his handwriting is the same as his uncle's?" Uchi Hiromi looked up in disbelief.

"That's probably because Mr. Nei has always asked this person to write for him." Kudo Yusaku analyzed the matter bit by bit.

Ten years ago, a fire broke out in Yoshifusa Ōnei's factory, and Ōnei lost his left hand. So he had to rely on others to write for him until he passed away half a year ago.

His elder brother, Yoshichin, thought that part of the inheritance should be given to the son of his younger brother who died six months ago. This is how it all started.

Kudo Yusaku explained, with a rare relaxed smile, "But this gentleman didn't actually intend to kill Mrs. Nei. He just killed her by mistake in self-defense."

"In this situation, the most he'll be called in for questioning by the Metropolitan Police Department, so there's no need to worry too much." He smiled faintly as he watched the old man being taken into the police car, and finally turned his attention to his ultimate target this time - Yukiko.

. . .

"It seems that only the two of us can go back together." Yin Jiu sat in Amuro Toru's car, watching the three people riding away on the motorcycle, then turned his head to look at the person in the driver's seat again.

"Speaking of which, do you remember what I told you about Uncle Sanlang last time?"

"Remember, he is your online friend." Toru Amuro was still thinking about Yin Jiu's attitude towards the witness protection program, and answered his own Roe Deer's questions absent-mindedly.

"I have already made an appointment. He and his boss will come to our house for a party tonight." Yin Jiu smiled as he looked at the window with the word 'free' in the text message.

"Tonight?" Amuro Toru thought about it and realized there were still a lot of food in the refrigerator, so he nodded in agreement. Silly Roe Deer's friends were half his friends, and his Silly Roe Deer didn't spend much time hanging out outside, so it was only right that they have a meal together.

However, things often do not turn out as good as Toru Amuro imagines.

Seeing Gin and Vodka enter Yin Jiu's villa together, Toru Amuro's heart sank into the abyss for the first time.

"Look, this is Uncle Uozuka Saburo, and this is Kurosawa Jin. They are the friends I mentioned to you, and they are very good friends of mine." Yin Jiu introduced them one by one, and did not forget to take out the ashtray that he had prepared for the two of them in advance from the drawer.

"I told you two that you would have to come to my place for a meal sooner or later. Here, this is specially prepared for you. Don't be polite, just treat it as your own home."

"You even bought an ashtray?!" Vodka took out a cigarette in surprise. Just as he was about to light it, a sturdy hand blocked his way.

"There are minors here, so I think smoking is unnecessary." Bourbon's cold eyes reflected Vodka's face, "Are you Sanlang?"

Taking advantage of the time when Yin Jiu went to get water, Bourbon gritted his teeth and squeezed out a word from his throat.

He really didn't expect that Gin and Vodka from the action team were also working part-time in the business of kidnapping minors.

"Hey, Bourbon? Amuro Toru?" Compared to the comfort of Vodka, Gin always had doubts about Bourbon. He looked at Amuro Toru with a scrutinizing look, "Haven't you given him the drug yet?"

"Whatever arrangements I have made, it doesn't seem like it's your turn to take command?" Bourbon asked back calmly. He remembered clearly that he was Rum's direct subordinate, and he showed no sign of giving in when facing these crows that suddenly broke into his protection circle.

"Hey. What are you guys talking about?" Yin Jiu vaguely sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere in the living room when he was adding water to the kettle. The unusually strong emotions were surging in his body like crazy. Based on the idea that members of the organization should not harm each other, Yin Jiu finally couldn't help but stick his head out.

"Nothing, we were just talking about Mr. Kurosawa's work." Toru Amuro immediately put on a smiling face, but emphasized his tone when he mentioned the word 'Kurosawa'.

"Mr. Kurosawa, he is the business manager of a large conglomerate. He is usually responsible for most of the company's business. He is a very busy man."

Yin Jiu carried the washed cups and distributed them to several people. Then he sat next to Gin to adjust the atmosphere. "By the way, I haven't introduced you two yet. This is Amuro Toru. This is the colleague I mentioned who cooks delicious food and has excellent work ability. You are all people who are dedicated to your career. I think you will definitely have a lot of common topics."

He finally brought the organization's scroll kings together. With the cooperation of Bourbon and Gin, it won't be long before all the rats in Japan will be wiped out.

Yin Jiu thought happily, and thought he was considerate enough to put identical lemon slices on Gin and Amuro Toru's cups.

'Colleague' Toru Amuro failed to appreciate the hidden meaning in Yin Jiu's words. Seeing that Yin Jiu was sitting almost close to Gin, his eyelids couldn't help but twitch.

The vodka cup was filled with the same sugar cubes as Yin Jiu's. Yin Jiu looked like a good brother and winked at the vodka.

'We both have the same one.'

'Hey, Glenfiddich is great.'

Vodka smiled stupidly in response.

In the joyful atmosphere, Gin snorted coldly, "I don't have high expectations for my inefficient companions."