Conan's organization will end sooner or later without me

"The common thread in several murders is that the knife penetrated the wallet and stabbed into the chest."

Photos of the three victims are posted on a whiteboard at the Osaka Metropolitan Police Department.

"Noyasu and Toto who just fell down were taxi drivers," Hattori Heiji pointed at the last person's photo, "and there is no connection between the remaining two."

"No connection?" Kogoro Mouri frowned and leaned forward.

If the assumption of no connection is true, then the serial murder case, which was originally of a serious nature, will be upgraded to an even more serious random serial murder case, and the difficulty of solving the case will increase several times.

"Yeah, I don't want that to happen either." Hattori Heiji obviously understood Maori Kogoro's concerns, "But unfortunately, based on the information we have so far, the birthplaces, schools, and workplaces of these people are completely different."

"..."

Several people gathered around the file in silence, at a loss as to what to do.

Yin Jiu suddenly felt the phone in his pocket vibrating. Who could it be at this moment?

Yin Jiu subconsciously took out his cell phone, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Vodka?

He silently left the group and went into the bathroom, "Hey, what's going on?"

Considering that he is often followed by paparazzi in the United States, Yin Jiu rarely uses code names when he is outside. Instead, he pauses briefly before getting to the point.

Vodka was obviously still on a mission, with the background sound of explosives and sniper rifles firing continuously.

Gin is quite motivated today?!

Yin Jiu's mood improved significantly, with the corners of his mouth raised, but Vodka was in a different mood.

Dodging a bullet, Vodka glanced at Gin. Seeing that his elder brother didn't notice him, he lowered his head and spoke quickly, "Brother Gin, take out the bamboo strips from the trunk!"

".....!"ah?!

With just these few words, Yin Jiu's smile froze on his face. After a moment, he hung up the phone silently. When he opened the door, he saw Conan standing outside with a suspicious look on his face.

"Hahaha, what a coincidence, Brother Yin Jiu!" Conan was just about to eavesdrop, but unexpectedly Yin Jiu opened the door directly. He immediately smiled awkwardly and made way, "Brother Yin Jiu, who was calling you just now?"

"He's the driver of my guardian." Yin Jiu said calmly, then suddenly changed his tone and mentioned the case vaguely. "It's strange. I was thinking about it when I called just now. The life trajectories of the several cases this time are obviously unrelated, but the police were able to quickly identify the victims. Why is that?"

"Maybe it's because the victim's driver's license is in the wallet." Conan answered Yin Jiu.

Japanese people do not have ID cards in the broad sense, so passports and driver's licenses are generally used to distinguish residents' identities.

Yin Jiu's question seemed casual, but it suddenly gave Conan a clue in his mind, "Oh, right, driver's license!"

Conan's eyes lit up, and he immediately forgot about continuing to inquire about the content of Yin Jiu's phone call. He quickened his pace and walked towards the hall.

On the contrary, Yin Jiu slowed down his pace. He was also thinking about the details of the case in his heart. If he remembered correctly, the timing here would also involve a defector from the organization - Kiichiro Numabuchi.

Perhaps he could use his connections at the Osaka Metropolitan Police Department to find this former reserve experimental subject.

Yin Jiu picked up his phone again and typed the latest email on it.

Gin had just destroyed an FBI base. He took off his blood-stained gloves and threw them on the ground. He then sprinkled gasoline on them and signaled Vodka to come over and set them on fire.

Then he walked to the side and took out his mobile phone. As expected, at the top of the interface was a new email from Glenfiddich.

"I found the organization's missing link, Kiichiro Numabuchi. - Glenfiddich"

Without further elaboration, Gin easily saw the meaning of 'making amends' in it.

snort!

Gin still remembered this name. He was originally a peripheral member assigned to him, but later he found that this person was useless, so he was sent back to the research team.

Wanting to use such a useless thing to exchange for immunity from punishment, does Glenfiddich really think that his gin is so easy to deal with?

-

Yin Jiu waited for a long time but got no reply from Gin, so he calmly put the phone back into his pocket.

It seems that Gin is still angry.

First, gather all the clues about Kiichiro Numabuchi for him, leave him alone for a few days, and then buy him some small gifts to apologize.

Yin Jiu quickly arranged a plan in his mind to please the guardian.

On the other side, Conan had already gotten into the police car with Hattori Heiji.

"You said that Yin Jiu reminded you, so you thought of the driver's license?" Hattori Heiji's pupils reflected the outside scenery, making it difficult to see the color inside. "Then you have to be careful, Kudo, Yin Jiu may really have suspected you."

"I know it without you telling me." Conan also fully reacted at this moment. With Yin Jiu's keenness, he would not show it immediately if he had suspected him.

Instead, he would keep it in his heart and test it little by little until the truth was confirmed. From Conan's point of view, Yin Jiu had been targeted by that organization, and he did not completely hide his reasons from the other party.

But when Conan thought about what Huibara said about Yin Jiu possibly having serious psychological problems, his brows furrowed deeply again.

Yin Jiu didn't have such worries. Following the line of thought of the driver's license, the original motive of the case was revealed, and everyone in the police department was obviously greatly relieved.

Hattori Heiji and Conan followed Officer Sakata to protect the "next victim", while the other "unrelated people" continued to play with Toyama Kazuha.

"Hatsube never told me about the clues of Yin Jiu's mother." Sitting in the car, Toyama Kazuha finally knew the group's goal. "But he is really something. He actually brought a child with him to look for the murderer."

"That little brat must have followed him on his own." Kogoro Mouri was very experienced in this regard and complained with his hands on his chest.

"There shouldn't be any problem with Officer Sakata following us." Mao Li Ran was still more worried about Conan's safety. After all, Osaka Castle was not Tokyo. She just hoped that Conan would stay with Hattori Heiji and not get lost.

"..." Yin Jiu saw the worry on Mao Lilan's face and silently touched the tracker in his pocket. In fact, he knew the basic movement trajectory of the experimental subject. Unless Conan was stripped naked, he would be able to salvage him even if he sank into the sea through organizational equipment.

Of course, such overly reassuring words were not appropriate to be uttered in a car full of police officers and detectives.

Yin Jiu was very confident, but Officer Yuanshan, who was on the phone, had a serious expression on his face. "What? Did you find the car driven by Kiichiro Numabuchi?"

"Quick! Change the route!"

"?" Yin Jiu counted the people in the car in confusion. Has the plot changed?

-

"It's going to rain,"

There were many police cars parked below the waterfall. The boy looked up at the sky. The warm sunshine in the morning had long disappeared. Layers of dark clouds pressed down, making it particularly suffocating.

"Kiichiro Numabuchi? Isn't he an armed murderer on the run?" Toyama Kazuha was obviously more familiar with this name. She gradually increased the force of her fingertips on her knees and looked out the window anxiously.

"Isn't that serious?" Mao Lilan also frowned.

Yin Jiu pointed in the direction of the police optimistically. Yuanshan was leading two policemen, one on the left and one on the right, supporting a middle-aged man with a sunken face.

"Maybe the matter is not as serious as you think. Doesn't it look like he was caught?"

At that time, he only needs to tell Gin the prison where the other party is held.