Conan's organization will end sooner or later without me

Thanks to Yin Jiu's jokes, Conan's attention was finally diverted from his memories.

It was not until nightfall that Toru Amuro brought another glass of milk to Yin Jiu.

"Beep - the object 'poisoned yogurt' is detected. It is extremely poisonous to humans, but it may just be an ordinary laxative to supernatural creatures~"

Yin Jiu smiled, happily took the cup and was about to drink it. But Conan suddenly ran over and said, "Brother Amuro, you are so partial! Why do you only prepare milk for Brother Yin Jiu? I want to drink it too~"

Conan pretended to be a naughty kid and approached Yin Jiu, but saw that Yin Jiu had no intention of giving up the milk. "Give this kid another cup. I always feel that he is a little short for his age."

Conan originally only suspected Toru Amuro's motives, but when he heard Yin Jiu's words, he actually had a desperate impulse of "Let's destroy together".

"If you drink more milk, you still have a chance to grow taller," Yin Jiu comforted the child insincerely.

Conan's good mood was completely ruined. He raised his head with half-moon eyes and said, "How about you give me a drink first?"

Conan still stared at Yin Jiu's cup without giving up.

But Yin Jiu held the cup above his head and refused to give it to him. He was kidding. The milk with medicine tasted bitter. If Conan really drank it, he would definitely find out something.

The two of them were in a stalemate until Toru Amuro brought a new glass of milk.

Conan had no choice but to give up the attempt helplessly.

Maybe the medicine was not in the milk, Conan comforted himself.

After that, the three of them got along quite well, until 4 a.m., when a gunshot was suddenly heard from the private room outside, followed by a scream that broke everyone's eardrums.

Conan immediately became alert and followed Yin Jiu and Amuro Toru to the next room.

"what happened?"

When they went over, they only saw broken windows and empty rooms.

"It seems we are a little late."

'Only the whistling wind and the sound of the trains played a noisy melody.'

A narration suddenly popped up in Conan's mind.

It's exactly the same plot as in the novel.

Conan stood there in a daze.

"The deceased is the owner of the jewelry store. He seems to have been shot." Amuro Toru squatted on the ground to check the situation at the scene. "It seems that the criminals have fled the scene."

Maori Kogoro also took the initiative to squat aside to collect evidence, "It is very likely that someone in the car committed the crime. Why not check everyone's luggage bags first, maybe there will be clues."

Toru Amuro did not object, but Conan obviously thought more than the others.

"Uncle Maori, search our room first!" Conan raised his hands high. Although he knew that Toru Amuro could not have committed a crime, he was very curious about the items he was carrying. If he found suspicious items such as guns and ammunition in his luggage, he might be able to use this as an excuse to launch a comprehensive investigation on Toru Amuro.

Conan thought secretly.

But things did not go as he wished. After searching Amuro Toru's backpack and finding a series of bandages, clothes and other daily necessities, the only suspicious item found was a completely transparent glass medicine bottle without any medicine name labeled on it.

"What kind of medicine is this?" Conan pretended to be curious and held the medicine bottle tightly.

"This should be my anti-inflammatory medicine." Yin Jiu just glanced at it and spoke directly, "Brother Tou should have taken a small bottle to store them for the convenience of traveling."

"So that's how it is." Conan always felt that Yin Jiu was not telling the truth, but he did not see Yin Jiu bring any other medicines. It seemed that it was reasonable for Yin Jiu to bring a bottle of anti-inflammatory medicine given his physical condition.

Unlike Conan's half-belief and half-doubt, Toru Amuro felt complicated and heavy inside. He had never given this kind of pill to Yin Jiu in front of him.

Be aware that each pill will have noticeable differences in appearance because of their different effects.

Yin Jiu had a good foundation in medicine, which Amuro Toru knew. It was impossible for a normal doctor to make a mistake in the appearance of an anti-inflammatory drug. . . .

Could it be that the silly roe deer actually knew all along that the milk was drugged?

In Toru Amuro's mind, he recalled Yin Jiu's thoughtful look as he sniffed the cup yesterday, and how he drank the milk in a flash.

Yin Jiu has always been smart. If we make a bold assumption, he actually knows everything. . . .

Amuro forced himself to stop thinking further, and even his eyes became evasive.

"You'll have to carry this medicine with you in the future," Yin Jiu carefully held the bottle in his hand and handed it to Amuro Toru. "Our suitcase is not waterproof. If it gets wet on a rainy day, it will be wasted."

"That's true. I'll pay attention next time." Amuro Toru took the bottle absent-mindedly and put his hand in his pocket. No one could see that the fingers holding the bottle were almost white from the force.

Next, the others searched room by room for clues, but Yin Jiu did not follow. The case was already clear and the whole train was filled with the smell of blood.

He closed the door in disgust, then opened the window to look at the night view outside.

It's a great experience to be able to enjoy the scenery and absorb the emotions here.

Yin Jiu held his face in his hands.

"It's getting late. Do you want to get some sleep first? It's pitch black outside at this time and you can't see anything." Toru Amuro doesn't have Yin Jiu's night vision ability. In his sight, it's all dark outside.

The cool evening breeze blew into the room, slightly blowing up the boy's curly hair, making it difficult to see Yin Jiu's expression.

Yin Jiu's hunger level was at a low point after he had just taken the medicine. Now he was working at full speed like a sponge, absorbing emotional points crazily. He felt so comfortable that he felt like he was floating in the air and didn't want to speak at all.

"Then you rest here, I'll go out and check the situation."

Seeing that Yin Jiu did not respond for a long time, Toru Amuro slowly walked out of the room.

-

Conan had already followed the police for a walk outside and was whispering something with the woman named Akechi Fumiyo. When he saw Amuro Toru suddenly walk towards the kitchen alone, he made a hushing gesture and followed him carefully.

There was a cup of steaming milk in front of Toru Amuro. He gently poured a pill from the glass bottle and threw it directly into the cup.

The pill melted very quickly and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Then Toru Amuro picked up the cup and smelled it.

There is no peculiar smell.

He frowned and took another sip.

"Ah..."

A sneer escaped from the corner of his mouth.

bitter.

The taste of milk failed to dilute the bitterness of the medicine. Instead, the milk aroma stimulated the taste buds and made the entire tongue more sensitive to bitterness.

Toru Amuro couldn't imagine what kind of mood Yin Jiu was in when he drank such milk.

Doesn't this kid know how to ask?

"Who?!"

Under extreme anxiety, normal people will subconsciously ignore their surroundings. However, Amuro has been lurking in the organization for many years and has developed behavioral habits that are completely different from those of normal people.

At the corner, Conan looked innocent and naive. When he saw the milk on the table, his eyes lit up instantly. "Wow! Amuro-san came here to make milk because Yinjiu-san was hungry? Let me help get it over!"

Conan's small body passed over Amuro Toru, but when he picked up the cup, he "accidentally" spilled all the milk on his clothes.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Amuro-nii, I didn't mean it."

"Well, it's okay. Are you burned?" Toru Amuro looked at Conan deeply, as if he wanted to engrave him into his heart.