Conan's organization will end sooner or later without me

In an instant, the attention of everyone at the table was drawn over.

Yin Jiu's eyes suddenly became deep.

"Come to think of it, the last time I saw Xiao Jiu was at the Anran Nursing Home in the United States, right?"

"Ok?"

The expressions of the people at the table who had heard of this organization were slightly surprised, but Yin Jiu's eyelashes drooped slightly, covering her eyes.

When Anran Sanatorium was first in Yin Shuli's hands, it was used as a research base to store experimental subjects for centralized observation.

Each layer and each block inside is filled with receptors for various different drugs, and all these people are uniformly charged with mental illness and forcibly detained there.

Later, some uninformed people even came here to send their family members' sick patients to this institution, so that a large number of them were clients sent in for "treatment."

As the source of drug practice, Yin Jiu would naturally not be too far away from here. When the original body was still very young, Yin Shuli often placed the original body on the top floor.

Although Yin Shuli himself was also in the institution to accompany Yin Jiu, most of the boring time, the original little Yin Jiu could only play with this group of experimental subjects.

This is the place where Curacao was released. Did Rum actually completely unlock Curacao's memory?

Yin Jiu showed some confusion appropriately, and waited for Curacao to continue with seemingly doubtful look.

"As for the sanatorium, Miss Amami, are you a temporary caregiver?" Mao Lilan always felt that the name of this sanatorium sounded familiar, but she couldn't remember the specific details.

But people who can work in such institutions should all be graduates of medical universities, right?

It's not easy for Yuki Amami to finally choose a job that has nothing to do with her major.

"No, I'm a patient." Curacao smiled, with a bright smile that carried a hint of incomprehensible sadness. "Many of my companions at the time have lost contact, but it's great to meet Yin Jiu here."

"Why can't we get in touch with him? Isn't it worth getting together to celebrate after he was successfully treated and discharged from the hospital..." Ran Mouri wanted to ask more, but Conan next to her pulled her clothes.

Conan lowered his voice and said, "Sister Xiaolan, there was an extremely tragic terrorist attack at the Anran Sanatorium five years ago. Only one in ten people who escaped from the sea of ​​fire survived, and the murderer has not been arrested yet."

"How could this be..." Mao Lilan immediately covered her mouth and looked at the two of them with an apologetic look.

But he heard Amami Yuki with heterochromatic pupils gently shaking his head and saying indifferently, "In fact, it was not a terrorist attack at all. It was the patients in the hospital who went crazy. The hall that day was full of limbs left by people killing each other. The blood was over the ankles."

"Then I don't know who set a fire and burned everything. So I'm very curious, Xiaojiu, who was locked on the top floor at the time, did you see the gangster who set the fire in the end, and how did you survive?"

Deathly silence.

Mao Lilan's expression was numb. She looked at Yin Jiu a little at a loss, and her lips turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Toru Amuro's expression also began to become numb. He didn't want to listen any further because he felt he could probably guess the outcome.

As expected, seeing that no one answered for a long time, Tian Haiyouxi didn't seem to find the problem, and continued to speak, "By the way, I don't think I told you that Anran Sanatorium is a hospital specializing in the treatment of mental illnesses. Because the people involved and the victims were almost all not fully capable of acting, everything was suppressed in the end."

"So everyone who was present back then is a suspect?" Kogoro Mouri subconsciously continued.

Suddenly everyone's eyes turned to Yin Jiu.

——Top floor!

——Locked!

He's a character!

Director Kinoshita swallowed and leaned back cautiously.

Conan's expression was also complicated, with a slight struggle in his eyes. Finally, he exhaled heavily and lowered his voice to whisper, "So, Brother Yin Jiu, you were still seeing a psychologist some time ago. Was it because..."

"Don't think too much." Yin Jiu put his hand on Conan's head to cool it down physically, then he cleared his throat and said innocently, "Well, don't get me wrong. I'm not a patient, I'm an employee's family member! How old was I at that time? I was locked upstairs because they were afraid that I would run around and come into contact with patients."

Yes... That's right. At that time, Yin Jiu was less than ten years old and was often active on the screen. If he really had a serious mental illness, how could he go in and out of the set every day?

Following Yin Jiu's explanation, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Only Amuro Toru felt a little uncomfortable. Isn't Yin Jiu's family member Yin Shuli? The other party is a researcher, which is completely consistent.

But was locking up Yin Jiu to make it easier for others to conduct experiments, or was there some other reason?

Amuro Toru clenched his hands tightly. No matter what the reason was, he was thrown into such an environment. Perhaps the torture Yin Jiu had endured was much more severe than he imagined.

"Don't worry, I was on the other side of the set when it happened." The police had absolutely no evidence pointing to me.

Yin Jiu comforted Bourbon, thinking that the other party didn't quite understand his "great achievements" and might be frightened.

The dinner table returned to normal again, only the elementary school student and bourbon were unable to extricate themselves from silence. Yin Jiu sat between the two of them, only to feel that the atmosphere on both sides was becoming increasingly heavy and cold.

Yin Jiu: “…”

When the temperature dropped again, he finally couldn't help it and sat on the coffee table with the juice in his hand.

But to his surprise, Bourbon continued to stay where he was, while Curacao followed him directly.

"You said this today because of your boss's intention?"

Yin Jiu did not mention Rum's name, but he had already determined in his heart that it was the other party's work.

This kind of harmless information, which has no evidence at all, would not have anyone suspect Yin Jiu even if it was said out in the open, not to mention that it was she, Curacao, who set the fire.

Yin Jiu curled the corners of his mouth. Rum was really generous to let his confidant come and jump in front of him.

"You really don't remember what happened that day?" Curacao frowned, looking as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

Yin Jiu also frowned, and then he carefully recalled his original body's memories.

There was nothing suspicious about it; this guy was probably trying to cheat him.

Yin Jiu remained silent and did not respond. He just stared at Curacao in silence and calmness.

Does he remember...

This time it was Curacao who was not so sure. She looked at Yin Jiu deeply for a long time before finally looking away. She said with a sigh, "Forget it. I didn't expect you to be so indifferent."

Don't care?

Yin Jiu's mouth turned into a sneer this time, "As a code member, you discussed the organization's research base in public, I will report it truthfully."

What this means is that Yin Jiu will soon complain to that gentleman, and it is very likely that she and Rum will be sued together?

"I didn't mean to expose the organization's base intentionally. This is all old news." Curacao's temples immediately began to throb.

This little snitch!

Who knows what he will say. This contact is a complete failure. She needs to go back and report to Lord Rum as soon as possible.