Conan's organization will end sooner or later without me

At 3 pm, organize the laboratory.

Kaori Nakahara picked up a cage of newly arrived mice and placed it on the instrument on the table. These mice were her best experimental assistants. Since joining this mysterious organization, she had to consume several cages of them every day.

Kaori Nakahara was wearing gloves and pressed the destroy button while her thoughts were in turmoil.

"Drip-drip-"

"Zizi-"

A wisp of burnt smoke rose slowly. The fresh white mouse was electrocuted into a ball of charcoal. The air was also filled with the pungent smell of burnt fur.

It was too cruel. Kaori Nakahara couldn't bear it and turned her head away.

After all, they were a group of little lives, and she actually electrocuted them to death!

"I'm sorry, but I have been ordered to do this..."

When the whistle behind her stopped completely, she turned around and poured the remaining rat residue on the iron sheet into a plastic bag marked "electric shock".

This method of electrocution would burn the mice to a crisp, making them impossible to recycle. She thought that even if they were thrown outside, they would not be eaten by stray cats or dogs by mistake, causing unnecessary trouble.

Kaori Nakahara placed the remaining cages of white mice on different instruments in one breath and tried each machine.

She killed all the mice in the boxes until not a single one was left. They all died in different tragic ways.

A dozen of them tried to crawl out before dying, with their tiny claws stretched out, frozen in the moment of the final electric shock.

"Zhongyuan? How's the test of this batch of instruments?" Zhunerik rushed in from outside, "Are they OK? If not, we will arrange for a return this afternoon."

"It's OK. Only one of the 40 devices failed." Nakahara Kaori breathed a sigh of relief and handed over the notebook with the records. "It shouldn't be necessary to return all of them. Just send back the faulty one and replace it with a new one."

"Why has it to be the one at camera number 1?!" Junerick took the notebook and pressed his forehead anxiously.

"What's wrong with the number one position?" Nakahara Kaori couldn't understand. Didn't the big guy in that position skip work every day and was never in the position?

"Hurry, hurry, come with me and change it to a better one!" Junerick had already unplugged the power cord.

Kaori Nakahara didn't understand why, but she subconsciously stepped forward and followed the boy's movements. This young but high-ranking code member seemed to be so anxious for the first time.

"Why do you look so scared?"

"Of course I'm scared. Room 1 is Glenfiddich's seat. He'll be here this afternoon."

The two of them were carrying instruments in the large room, one on each side. Junerick's face was a little distorted. "I'm telling you, don't be fooled by his appearance when you see him. He was bitten by a dog when he was a child and is very crazy. He will take it out on others if he doesn't agree with them, and his superiors tend to side with him. If you run into him in normal times, make sure you avoid him and don't run into him head-on, or you'll be in trouble."

"Oh? Really? Then I will definitely be more careful."

"More than just being careful, you'd better learn from me and grow your bangs longer. Then you can cover your face with them and he will definitely not have any impression of you." Junerick was still sharing his experience when he suddenly felt something was wrong.

The sound just now seemed to come from his side. Wasn’t Zhong Yuan sitting opposite him, carrying the instrument with him?

A layer of cold sweat quietly climbed up Junerik's back. He turned his head stiffly and saw Yin Jiu smiling shyly, with one hand on the side of the instrument, trying to help them share the pressure.

"You, you, you, you!" Junerick gasped, and then no longer cared about the instrument in his hand. He immediately used both hands to frantically pull all his bangs in front of his face, covering his still slightly childish face.

"Please, this instrument is very expensive." Yin Jiu had already grabbed the instrument on his end when the other party let go. Seeing Nakahara Kaori's grateful smile, he also smiled and nodded.

"It's no use covering your face with bangs. I have a photo of you when you grew up," Yin Jiu glanced at Zhunerik, "and it's been more than ten years. How come you haven't improved at all?"

Junerick: “…” Is this a problem of his lack of progress?

"I didn't expect you to be Glenfiddich." Nakahara Kaori was still a little surprised by Yin Jiu's other identity, but she had also met this child before. He was obviously a beautiful, polite and well-behaved child, and looked a little younger than Junerick. "Why is Junerick so scared?"

"Maybe it's because the games he and I played when we were kids were quite scary." Yin Jiu gestured to Nakahara Kaori to put the instrument on the table, and helped take down the broken instrument.

Junerick is also a second-generation member of the organization, but unlike Shirley, he really has no relatives.

Therefore, in order to bind his kinship anchor, the organization taught him from a young age that the code-named members of the organization are his brothers and sisters.

To some extent, Junerick would feel that Shirley is his sister and Glenfiddich is his brother.

It is a very common activity for an older brother to play with his younger brother.

However, the two were still young at the time. The five-year-old Yin Jiu was finally released from the laboratory by Shu Li, but was told that Mama-san had other work to do and could only play with Junerick indoors.

The original was in a very unhappy mood at the time, so he asked Junerick to play the mirror game with him.

Two people face each other and do the same action.

At the beginning of the game, Xiao Yinjiu stabbed himself in the heart with a knife, which scared the opposing player, Zhunerik, to tears.

Then the original body insisted on continuing the game. If Vermouth had not arrived in time, the grass on Generic's grave might be taller than his.

Thinking of this, Yin Jiu also wanted to cover his face. In the end, all the blame for his original life was placed on him. If there was snow in June in this world, Yin Jiu felt that there would be at least ten years without summer.

Yin Jiu's face remained calm the entire time. After checking the machine interface, Kaori Nakahara found no problem. She felt that Yin Jiu could not possibly be that kind of perverted person, and it was probably just a misunderstanding between the two teenagers when they were young.

So she looked at Yin Jiu and then at Zhunerik, and finally bowed slightly to say goodbye, leaving the space for the two of them, and even considerately closed the door before leaving.

Only Generick was trembling and unable to utter a word.

"You need to grow up a little. You have been such a coward for so many years." Yin Jiu pulled the man to his side without any hesitation and turned on the surveillance video directly.

In the video, a woman with light blonde hair and extremely ragged clothes was clinging to an iron cage, her expression ferocious and obsessed, and she was muttering wildly.

"Yinjiu Yinjiu Yinjiu Yinjiu."