Conan's organization will end sooner or later without me

One p.m.

The scorching summer sun hangs high in the sky like a burning fireball. The heat spreads almost throughout the entire city. The air even produces some waves due to the high temperature. People raise their heads and squint their eyes, but they cannot see clearly what is in the distance.

How come it's summer again?

This kind of horrible weather really makes people feel depressed and dissatisfied.

Yin Jiu closed the curtains in boredom.

In the organization's monitoring room, Gin saw the young man in the picture completely closing the window, and he also made a "tsk" sound and paused the large display screen.

"Is this what you said, that Glenfiddich has serious psychological problems?" Vermouth's fingers twirled flexibly, and the pen made a few beautiful circles on her hand. "I think his behavior is very normal."

"Glenfiddich's circle of friends covers a wide range of ages. He is also very popular among his classmates at school. He actively participates in schoolwork and travels with his classmates in his spare time."

Vermouth glanced at the photo of Yin Jiu and Mao Lilan traveling together without leaving a trace, and her gaze lingered on the familiar girl for half a second, her heart slightly tightening.

How did the angel know Glenfiddich?

And what about her old friend Yukiko's son?

Conan was not included in the photo because he was too short, so Vermouth did not realize the seriousness of the problem.

She just thought about it briefly in her mind and pushed the photo back to the middle of the table. "If Grenfiddich is as serious as you say, there is no need for him to mix in with a group of ordinary high school students and establish such a persona."

"But you..." Having said this, Vermouth changed the subject and pulled out a report from the files uploaded by Grenfiddich in the past, "Grenfiddich seems to think that there is something wrong with your mental state..."

"..." Gin looked sharply at the report form in Vermouth's hand. Three big words "GIN" were written right at the top of the beginning, and the diagnosis below was exactly what Yin Jiu had written for him before - paranoia.

"#!"

"This document is in the personal research materials folder of Gin." Vermouth looked at the veins that suddenly popped up on Gin's forehead, with a barely perceptible smirk in her eyes. "I think he should have thought about reporting it to his superiors, but I don't know what went wrong in the middle, and this document was intercepted by someone. Gin, why do you think this happened?"

"Hmph, it's just a prank by a rebellious kid." The cigarette butt in Gin's mouth shook slightly, and a small curl of ash fell off.

When did this Glenfiddich report get in?

Gin's reflective gaze slowly moved downwards, but he inadvertently caught a glimpse of the smirk in Vermouth's eyes.

"..."

As a Gryffindor guardian like him, this guy actually played tricks with the brat?

Wait, the reason why Glenfiddich is so naughty now is probably because of Vermouth, right?

Gin questioned, he remembered that before Macallan disappeared, Glenfiddich was still a shy and well-behaved child.

"You must think that I led Glenfiddich astray, right?" Vermouth suddenly shook his finger at Gin, "But have you ever thought that it is normal for Glenfiddich's temperament to change drastically when his mother disappeared at the age of 10?"

"But you suspected my fault right away. If I didn't have enough experience in the organization, you might even suspect that I was betraying you."

"And don't completely ignore Grenfiddich's diagnosis. As a member of the second-generation research team specially trained by the organization, he has a much deeper medical background than you and I. If this is his final judgment based on your usual behavior, I think you should still take it seriously."

"...You mean there's something wrong with me?" Gin put his hands in his pockets.

He immediately suspected who Vermouth was.

Isn’t the smirk in this guy’s eyes obvious enough?

It was obvious that Vermouth was trying to trick him on purpose!

Seeing the veins on Gin's forehead popping out again and his hand ready to pull out the gun, the gentleman who had been hiding behind the monitor finally couldn't help but speak out.

"Okay Gin, Vermouth cares about you too."

care? !

The corners of Gin's eyes twitched as he looked at the surveillance camera in disbelief, "Sir, do you also think there's something wrong with my mind?"

"..."

There was suspicious silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds.

The gentleman slowly rubbed his brows with his hands and chose to avoid the topic with high emotional intelligence.

"Gin, you've been working hard taking care of Glenfiddich during this period. Now that Vermouth is here, you have to give her a little more time and let her get in touch with Xiaojiu in person before you can get an accurate result."

"During this time, I just happen to give you other tasks."

"?" As expected, there was a new task. Gin barely pulled his attention away from his previous anger and looked at the camera intently.

"It's the psychiatrist that Glenfiddich contacted some time ago. I hope you can contact him offline again, as a patient, to see if he has noticed anything."

"...Okay." Gin closed his eyes.

It was a wrong payment after all.

-

in the afternoon.

Yin Jiu was watching the news in the living room when the phone next to him suddenly vibrated.

Who is this time point?

Yin Jiu leaned lazily on the sofa, not looking at the screen carefully. He slid his fingertips across the screen and answered the unknown call.

"Hey, my lovely little friend, do you miss me while you are alone in Japan?"

A charming female voice came from the other end of the phone, gently calling Yin Jiu's nickname.

Although it was just a simple greeting, her unique soft voice could make people conjure up some bad and charming images.

"Vermouth?" Yin Jiu curled the corner of his mouth and looked at the screen of his mobile phone again. Every time Vermouth spoke in this tone, nothing good would happen.

"It should be early morning in the US at this time. Why are you calling me at this hour instead of sleeping?"

"Oh my, why are you so cold all of a sudden?" The blonde woman on the other end of the phone raised her red lips and laughed softly, "I called you specially to tell you a good news. How about it, do you want to guess?"

"Could it be that you have already come to Japan?" Yin Jiu pondered, remembering the look of Vodka that seemed to want to say something but hesitated two days ago, and guessed, "This is not good news. It seems that I will not benefit from having an old mother who can't cook to take care of me."

"..."

These few words almost broke down the defense of the fifty-year-old "old mother" Vermouth.

Gin, who was standing next to her, hadn't left yet. When he saw Vermouth's face turn pale in an instant, he couldn't help but sneer.

"You guessed it right, but there is no reward." Vermouth rolled her eyes at Gin and hung up the phone expressionlessly.