Conan's organization will end sooner or later without me

The next day, Yin Jiu embarked on a journey to Osaka.

I never thought that the gentleman would give him the right to act first and report later.

Yin Jiu played with the black bird jade pendant in his hand, his eyes gloomy.

Rum can be considered a veteran in the organization. In the early years, even Gin had to give him some face when facing him.

So even though he knew that Rum was going to attack him, Yin Jiu chose to keep it secret as much as possible, and waited until there was solid evidence before he killed the other party with a hammer.

When Yin Jiu went to complain to that gentleman yesterday, he assumed that he could only test the boss's attitude towards rum at most, and would not get any substantive promise.

Especially since he himself did not suffer any substantial harm, so the final treatment of Curacao's attempt to test him would most likely be to just comfort him with a few words, or give him some compensation, and then let the matter pass lightly.

I didn't expect this to be the final result.

"It's so unexpected." Yin Jiu's expression was gloomy.

Toru Amuro came over from the dining cart with two bento boxes and heard Yin Jiu mumbling to himself.

"What surprised you?"

Toru Amuro placed the lunch box in front of Yin Jiu and sat down opposite Yin Jiu.

"I didn't expect Hattori Heiji to be a kendo expert. You can't tell at all."

"After all, he is the son of the Japanese head of the police department. Relatives of high-ranking police chiefs are very likely to encounter retaliation from criminals. The children of such people, whether boys or girls, will learn some self-defense methods." Toru Amuro opened the bento and squeezed the sauce into the small plate next to it.

"That's true." Yin Jiu helped Amuro Toru put the discarded small packaging bags into the trash can, and then picked up a small piece of fried chicken and stuffed it into his mouth. "So Uncle Maori was also a police officer before, so Senior Lan learned Taekwondo?"

"Well, that's probably the reason." Toru Amuro picked up a piece of fried chicken and suddenly felt something was wrong. "Come to think of it, isn't Hattori Heiji on good terms with the Mori family? He invited you to watch his kendo match, but didn't he invite Detective Mori and the others?"

"I think he invited me. Conan told me about it yesterday and asked me if I wanted to go with him." Yin Jiu said vaguely, "But you were not with me at the time, so I didn't agree without permission."

Thank God for that!

Amuro Toru swallowed another mouthful of greens and said, "It's the same if we meet again when we get there."

"Yes."

Yin Jiu also took a bite of the vegetables.

Compared to Hattori Heiji's kendo competition, he actually cared more about Yin Shuli's information.

The Kudo family seemed to have some misunderstandings about him and Bourbon.

Although Hattori and Conan have temporarily agreed on a common statement, insisting that the information came entirely from the Osaka Prefecture Headquarters.

But you don’t even need to think about it to know that this kind of thing is always caused by the instigation of some writer behind the scenes.

Yin Jiu gently poked the cherry tomatoes with his small fork, and the light red juice slowly seeped out and soon pooled at the bottom of the plate.

Yin Jiu may not need Hattori to just pass on the message, especially since the other party has a father who is the director of the headquarters and can mobilize a large amount of local official resources. Hattori Heiji knows too much about it both morally and logically.

Then what should be done?

Yin Jiu raised his eyes slightly and looked at Amuro Toru in front of him.

"Hmm? You don't have to force yourself if you can't eat."

Toru Amuro saw that Yin Jiu had been playing with the small tomato for a long time, but had no intention of eating it. Now that the tomato was punctured, he handed Yin Jiu a tissue with amusement.

"It didn't spill on your hands, did it? Just wipe it off, and I'll take these boxes and throw them away."

"Ah."

The hair on Yin Jiu's head trembled, he collected all the lunch boxes on the table, wiped the table again, and took the initiative to follow behind Amuro Toru.

"By the way, what kind of person is the Osaka headquarters chief?"

"Why are you asking this suddenly?" Toru Amuro sorted the garbage and threw it into different bins. When he turned around, he saw his roe deer looking thoughtfully.

"I just remembered that every time I found clues about my mother, it was him who provided me. Maybe I should find an opportunity to please him and bring some gifts to thank him?" Yin Jiu looked like he was thinking seriously. "Brother Tou, you are in the investigation team. Have you collected any information about this director before?"

"Well." Amuro Toru's thoughts drifted for a moment, and he vaguely remembered some rumors, "It is said that this headquarter director named Hattori Heizo usually keeps a low profile. Compared with his son and wife, he rarely goes out."

"wife?"

"Hattori Shizuka - she was also a little famous in the kendo circle. Later, the two of them fought because of a misunderstanding, and they got married from then on. After the two got married, these things were gradually less talked about." Amuro Toru told Yin Jiu everything he could say, "If you want to visit the other party, you may consider the gift from here."

"Ah."

Yin Jiu was obviously not satisfied with this answer.

However, Toru Amuro had his own plans.

All of Yin Shuli's information came from Hattori Heizo?

This may not be good news.

If Yin Shuli's disappearance is really related to the Japanese top brass, then they must have other purposes for frequently luring Yin Jiu to Osaka.

"How about I go meet him first? After all, he is from the Metropolitan Police Department. If he is so proactive in helping me in his personal capacity, he may have other requests."

"That's a possibility." Yin Jiu folded his hands under his chin and did not deny it.

However, it was not his original intention to let Bourbon contact the director of Osaka Prefecture.

Yin Jiu was unable to predict the secrets that Hattori Heiji would know and how his parents would have different understandings of the secrets.

Bourbon was the younger brother he planned to train. Even if he really needed someone to test him, Yin Jiu was unwilling to waste a core talent like Bourbon here.

"The matter of Hattori Heizo can be postponed for the time being. After all, Osaka is not our territory, and there are few opportunities for me to come into contact with him." Yin Jiu found an excuse and thought about the purpose of this trip. "But I am looking forward to Hattori Heiji's kendo competition. I wonder who is better, him as a Kansai hattori or the killer who is good at close combat in the organization."

"There's no way this can be compared." Amuro Toru curled his lips, "The purpose of the group of people in the organization is assassination, and their methods are much dirtier than in normal competitions. In a real fight, normal players will suffer a great loss."

"That's true," Yin Jiu nodded, "but Hattori Heiji was born into a police family after all, so he really has the opportunity to face the criminals head-on. In this case, I think his family might teach him some real self-defense techniques."

If you think about it this way, maybe Hattori Heiji's practical fighting skills are actually more reliable than Kyogoku Makoto's.

Yin Jiu suppressed his speculation in his heart and decided to wait and see.