Conan's organization will end sooner or later without me

Chapter 327 Glenfiddich's Relaxation

The next day, in the Toushen Forest.

When the first ray of sunlight shone down in the early morning, Yin Jiu subconsciously covered his eyes with his hands.

"It's daybreak now, we can call it a day for now." Director Kinoshita looked through the photos in the equipment with satisfaction, "These photos are perfect for the promotional posters. Let's go back to the hotel and continue shooting in the afternoon."

"Yes."

The other actors responded, and Yin Jiu fell to the end of the team holding an umbrella.

"Isn't it too tiring to work all night like this?" Toru Amuro approached Yin Jiu with his coat.

"No." Yin Jiu shook his head and looked at Huiyuan Ai who was waiting for him and also awake. "I slept for a while in the car, but a child of Ai's age will not grow tall easily if he doesn't sleep all night."

"I was taking a nap while you were filming." Huihara Ai half tilted her head back and yawned, "Including the time I slept in the car, I've already slept for six hours."

"Is that so? Then you can take a nap for an hour or two when you get back to the hotel. I'll call you after lunch." Yin Jiu glanced at the time on his phone.

"But obviously in this weather, there should be a lot of mosquitoes in the forest. I didn't expect that you fell asleep in the car without a single mosquito bite on your body."

"Well, maybe the crew sprayed insect repellent in advance?" Haibara Ai looked around and indeed did not find any insects.

"No, but I should know the reason."

Curacao's voice sounded nearby. As a makeup artist, she naturally had to be on the scene when the main filming started. "After all, this is a place where ghosts gather. Mosquitoes, rats and ants will have a hard time surviving. Don't you feel that the temperature here is lower than outside at night?"

"That's because the humidity in the forest is higher." Amuro Toru doesn't believe in ghosts and gods. "Rather than ghosts gathering, maybe the nearby hotel has done some insect control in this area."

"Okay, you can explain it however you want, but this is a famous suicide site in Japan."

"Be careful."

Curacao had only said half of her words when Huihara Ai tripped over a stone under her feet, and Yin Jiu immediately reached out to help her.

"There's an ugly statue right here, across the middle of the road."

Yin Jiu gave a reminder and took Huihara Ai to take a detour.

Amuro Toru paid more attention to it, "Isn't this the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva?"

"Huh? I didn't expect it to be in this place." Curacao also stopped.

"What's wrong?" Yin Jiu felt that the two colleagues behind him had stopped, so he turned around subconsciously and retreated back with Huihara Ai.

"It's nothing, it's just a legend," Amuro Toru said calmly, "The name 'Head God Forest' comes from the legend that there lives a plague god that causes headaches in the forest. If a troubled person walks into the forest, he will be bewitched by the plague god and unable to leave."

"So this place became a famous suicide shrine in Japan, and this Jizo Bodhisattva is the 'front-falling Jizo' used to suppress the souls of the dead."

"I see, no wonder Director Kinoshita chose to shoot here." Yin Jiu nodded, and then he looked down carefully and noticed that there was a sign next to it that said 'Do not lift it up'. His expression suddenly became a little surprised, "So the place we are at now is not the check-in point?"

As Yin Jiu took out his cell phone, Huihara Ai subconsciously stood up and stood next to the sign.

"Brother Tou, come here quickly," Yin Jiu waved his hand, and then handed his mobile phone to Curacao, "Take a photo for us. Please, Miss Tianhai, thank you!"

Curacao: “…” No, what’s going on with Glenfiddich’s feeling of relaxation?

Some time ago, Curacao pretended to be Vermouth and stole a batch of samples from the research team. I thought that since Junerick cried like that, the investigation team would be held accountable soon.

Unexpectedly, after a day of rest, the research team fell silent, everything was calm and there was no more feedback.

It's not right.

Curacao interpreted this abnormality as the calm before the storm, so when she received the news that the crew had a new task today, she was even prepared to be held accountable by Glenfiddich in person, or even to face Gin or Bourbon directly.

I never expected...

"Have you finished taking the photo?" Yin Jiu saw Curacao standing stiffly there and couldn't help but move closer.

"Okay." Curacao hesitated for half a second and handed the phone back to Yin Jiu. Seeing the boy's frown, she subconsciously became a little nervous, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Yin Jiu looked at the photo carefully for a while and then moved his gaze to the stone statue of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

There was a piece of soil there that was darker in color than the surrounding area. It was obviously dug up not long ago and looked very fresh.

"This place is indeed a holy place for suicide." Maybe it's also a holy place for murder and corpse dumping.

Yin Jiu turned his gaze away from the land with an indifferent expression, and Amuro Toru also took a look at the photo and immediately discovered the problem.

"What is this?" Toru Amuro compared the location in the photo, walked behind the bushes, stretched out his hand and everyone immediately saw a young man in sportswear lying there.

"Hey, how are you?" Toru Amuro reached out and lifted the hood of the young man on the ground, and immediately gasped.

"Don't come over here, call the police."

Toru Amuro put the young man's hat back on, turned around silently and didn't look again. The person lying here had obviously been dead for a long time. Perhaps it was because the weather was too hot, the skin of the corpse was burned by the scorching sun and showed burnt marks of a semi-rotten color.

"He has been dead for at least half a month." Curacao also went over, lifted his hat, took a look, and made an immediate conclusion.

"Really?" Yin Jiu was a little surprised. There was no smell of decay in this area, and no signs of flies flying around.

If Toru Amuro hadn't lifted the corpse's hat to observe, it would have smelled like a corpse that had died not long ago.

"He seems to be holding something in his hand." Haibara Ai called the police, walked to the side of the corpse and squatted down, feeling that the business card in the other person's hand was a little familiar.

"This is..." Yin Jiu didn't reach out his hand, but scanned the business card with his eyes, "It looks like it was the business card I helped issue for Gao Shannan's concert some time ago."

"So the other party is a fan of Gao Shannan?"

"Hard to say."

Yin Jiu paused and looked at the piece of land next to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

Since Conan was not present and there was no reference, Yin Jiu was not sure which plot it corresponded to.

Anyway, let's take another look...

While waiting for the police to arrive, the few of them did not stay where they were.

When Toru Amuro returned to the hotel, the first thing he did not do was to ask the clerk about other situations. Instead, he looked up the organization's previous mission record page.

From the chance encounter with Vermouth last night to the departure of Vermouth and Judy.

Toru Amuro felt that there was something unusual in it.

It is understandable that Ermode does not want the FBI to contact Yin Jiu, but leaving directly was not the best option under the circumstances at that time.

Vermouth's face is that of Tomoaki Aida, so even if the two of them act familiar with each other, it will only be considered that Yin Jiu and Tomoaki Aida have a close relationship.

Yet under such circumstances, Vermouth still chose to leave quickly. Was there any other secret that she didn't want the FBI to discover?

Toru Amuro held the mouse and clicked on the previous task records one by one to browse.

"found it."