Conan's organization will end sooner or later without me

"Brother, you can't think like that."

"Glenfiddich is only a few years old. You can't use an adult's thinking to speculate on his behavior patterns."

"At his age, he will just poke around at whoever he likes, like a little animal. I think Gryffindor is just trying to get your attention, big brother."

"..."

Vodka, who thought he understood the psychology of minors very well, completely turned to Glenfiddich after eating a macaron.

Gin held a small spoon in his mouth, but there was a hint of sympathy in his eyes when he looked at Vodka.

However, after experiencing it firsthand, Gin had to admit that Glenfiddich was indeed very talented in getting close to people and pleasing them, and that gentleman's initial favoritism might not be unreasonable.

In just a few meals and a piece of cake, vodka has become Glenfiddich's little fan.

"Mr. Guardian, your macarons."

When Yin Jiu put the macarons into Gin's car window, Gin had already finished eating the cake.

He looked at the young boy who had stood in line again just to buy macarons for himself, his clothes wrinkled, and finally put the bamboo stick back under the seat.

Never mind, it’s just a few photos. I’ll let Glenfiddich off this time for Vodka’s plea.

Just after Yin Jiu handed in the macarons, he saw Gin put away the small bamboo stick that he had been holding under his armpit, and the smile on his face suddenly became genuine.

He knew his plan would work.

Yin Jiu first bought a small cake for Gin as a consolation, but this was definitely not enough. Gin was not someone who was easily fooled. With his sharpness and suspicion, he would definitely notice his deliberate attempt to please him.

That's why Yin Jiu bought two more macarons and left the most expensive and largest cake for Gin.

It not only makes Gin feel that this is not a gift meant to please him, but also makes Gin feel that he is being specially cared for.

However, this was still not enough. Yin Jiu did not think that Gin would calm down simply by trying to please him. At most, he would change from beating him badly to signaling him to whip him twice.

So these two identical macarons became a trap set by Yin Jiu.

Vodka and Gin have always been partners, but the long-time partner toasted in front of him with the same small dessert as the other members.

Anyone would feel unhappy about this, but this matter was so minor that it would not cross Gin's bottom line. If Gin really got angry about this matter, it would make him look petty and unreasonable.

What Yin Jiu had to do was to give Gin another macaron immediately before he could recover from his dissatisfaction with him. He had to buy this macaron again and deliver it to the other party with great difficulty.

In this way, it went from being secretly unhappy and unable to express it to being treated with great respect and cherishment.

Gin's heart will be extremely satisfied at that moment, and this "precious" macaron will become the deadly explosive that Yin Jiu will use to completely break Gin's psychological defenses.

Sure enough, Gin took a bite of the macaron and his expression gradually calmed down.

Yin Jiu then straightened his composure and began to report, "A new batch of Bloody Mary's byproducts has been manufactured. The current effect is that it can improve physical fitness and immunity to most hypnotic drugs. The side effects are mainly concentrated in the test subject's hair turning silver, and no other problems have been found for the time being."

"Well done." Gin listened to Yin Jiu's report and gave him a compliment. Then he changed the topic to the morning project as if nothing had happened. "Did you see a psychologist this morning? What did he say specifically?"

Yin Jiu didn't know what Dr. Zhujiao would say to Gin, but judging from the emotional value he gained in the morning, it was probably not going to be anything good.

"Actually, I just talked about the pressure I've been under recently... Of course, I can talk about it." Yin Jiu paused, "Probably after the current crew finishes filming, I will take on a new script. This script has something to do with supernatural events."

"I polished it up and told the story to Dr. Morokaku. He seemed pretty frightened? Is he all right?"

Yin Jiu asked with pretended concern.

Gin was lost in thought, and Glenfiddich's expression didn't seem to be lying. If it was a polished supernatural story told from a first-person perspective, it would indeed have that kind of thrilling feeling and could easily be diagnosed as severe delusion.

but.

"You didn't tell the doctor that this was the script for your next TV show."

Gin easily analyzed the problem, and two veins on his forehead suddenly popped out.

"Eh? Really? I thought I did." Yin Jiu showed an innocent expression, "After all, he is a doctor outside the organization, and he specializes in psychology. I was too afraid of being exposed. So I was so nervous that I accidentally forgot about it, right?"

“…” This time even Vodka could tell that Yin Jiu was being perfunctory.

"I will report your problem." Gin took a deep breath and calmed himself down. He felt that the scene looked familiar.

Looking at the rearview mirror again, Yin Jiu lowered his head and admitted his mistake, looking very well behaved.

. . . It was so standard that it seemed like it had been rehearsed in advance!

"..."

In an instant, familiar memories came flooding back.

"Slippery hands."

"not on purpose."

"I accidentally forgot."

"Too anxious."

"Definitely next time."

. . . .

With this suspicion, Gin thought back to the past and unexpectedly saw the perfunctory nature of Yin Jiu beneath his apparently obedient appearance.

"#!"

"..." Yin Jiu suddenly received the emotional points from the guardian. As soon as he looked up, he saw Gin staring at him with a bad look, and his eyelids jumped.

"Actually, I had no choice."

Yin Jiu gritted his teeth and hurried to make amends, "Although the other party is a psychologist personally selected by that gentleman, I still have to share my deepest secrets with him."

"I really can't open my heart to someone I meet for the first time, and this consultation is actually a test, an attempt for me to stay within my psychological safety zone."

"I admit that it looks a bit like making trouble, but in fact, as an organization, Glenfiddich, I have to remain cautious."

What Yin Jiu said was not completely unreasonable. If it were Gin himself, he would ask himself if he would be able to open his heart to a psychologist whom he met for the first time.

It is indeed the safest and most reasonable approach to make such a test at the very beginning of contact, provided that the psychologist is not scared away.

Gin's brows furrowed.

Glenfiddich probably doesn't know yet that the psychiatrist is so scared that he wants to run away.

Then perhaps, Glenfiddich did not do it on purpose, but was just being wary of unfamiliar things.

“It is indeed a dangerous practice to reveal too much at the beginning.”

What Gin said was equivalent to affirming Yin Jiu's behavior.

After a conversation, the problem returned to the starting point.

"First, pay more money to let the doctor stay. As for Glenfiddich, wait for Vermouth to return to Japan and let her diagnose him personally." The boss's voice sounded in Gin's earphones.

It was obvious that the other party had been listening in for a long time.

Gin nodded imperceptibly, and tapped the pen cap lightly on the armrest - 'Got it.'