bestfiction Chapter 740 I didn't expect to meet you here
Chapter 740 I didn't expect to meet you here
Although the two said they were out for fun, they were actually just using Behrfinger's magic to run around the world.
Finally, they returned to a location in Neon and appeared near a sacred toilet.
Looking at the building in the distance, Bertranci's eyes flashed with curiosity, "What is this?"
Beihefenger touched his chin and said, "Check it out."
He took out his cell phone and typed in the word "magic toilet". Search results in various languages immediately popped up on the interface. He flipped through them and finally clicked on the one about Xia Wen.
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After reading it, he silently handed it to Bertrand.
The latter also blinked when he saw it, then took out his cell phone and made a call: "Wai? Qingyao, we are near the shrine, are you coming over?"
Liu Qingyao: "? Come, wait for me."
The next second, a young man with a streak of silver-red highlights appeared beside them. Fortunately, it was almost late at night and there were not many people here, otherwise Liu Qingyao would have been on the headlines of the newspaper.
Liu Qingyao, who appeared here, looked at the building in front of him, raised his hand to give a thumbs up to his actions later, and then reached his paw into Bertrand's cat bag.
Dig and dig in the little cat bag ~ take out the little butterfly and explode it into the most beautiful fireworks ~
Looking at those beautiful little butterflies, the three people in the darkness simultaneously revealed devilish smiles.
One minute later.
The three of them looked at the ruined building and left with satisfaction.
Qianzhu realized that his clone seemed to have done something, so he opened the mental connection, confirmed what happened, and then turned it off indifferently.
The federation he lived in in his previous life cannot be equated with Xia Country, nor has it experienced the invasion of other countries like Xia Country, let alone the country of Neon.
So in the world of the anime Detective Conan, the country where the protagonist lives is a completely virtual place.
However, Qianzhu believed that the country in this anime might also exist in another world, of course, a world with a higher dimension than the scientific world.
After all, he came from another world to another world.
When one world exists, it means that other worlds exist.
Different dimensions mean different strengths.
A dark light flashed across Qianzhu's eyes.
After returning home from the sacred toilet, Liu Qingyao took out his diary and wrote a sentence on it: I was extremely bored today, so I blew up a sacred toilet for fun.
Then he climbed into bed contentedly and went to sleep.
When Bertrand returned to the safe house, he found a strange car parked outside.
He thought for a moment, then pushed the door open and poked his head to look inside.
Then I saw Gin seemed to be chatting with a blond, muscular man.
Bertrand raised his eyebrows, trying to find memories of this person from the corners of his mind.
Before he could recall his memory, the other party turned around and pointed the gun at him, "Who!?"
Bertrand, who was half-closed from the door, saw the pitch-black muzzle of the gun as soon as he came to his senses. His eyelids drooped instantly, and he stared at the other person with a chilly tone, and spoke in a chilly tone:
“Is it really okay to just point a gun at someone casually?”
Gin paused and said calmly, "Bertrancy, this is Ireland."
"Oh."
Bertrand entered the room, closed the door with his foot, glared at Ireland fiercely, then walked to Gin and grabbed his neck with both hands out of habit, "Why is he here? Isn't he in the United States?"
Gin calmly pulled his hand away and explained to him, "One of the victims in the six recent serial murders was a traitor. The murderer took away the memory card of the organization on him, and the plan needs his help."
Bertrand sat next to him, staring at him blankly, as if there was a buffering sign on his head.
Ireland on the side glanced at him and thought that this kid was favored by the Boss only because of his appearance. It seemed that he had no killing power at all.
"You are really useless. The traitor of the organization escaped so easily. The same thing happened to Ichiro last time. Now there is another one. It's ok that he took the memory card out of the organization, but now he has been taken away by the murderer?"
Ireland:??
The man who had just put away his gun was caught off guard when he heard the silver-haired boy's words full of disgust and rebuke. He subconsciously glanced at Gin and found that he was surprisingly calm.
Ireland: ...I've heard that Boss pampers him, but I've never heard that Gin pampers him too?
After the "scolding", Bertrand spread his hands and shook his head. He sighed deeply and stood up to go back to his room. After walking a few steps, he turned back to look at Gin, blinked his eyes and said, "Call me when you're done. I want to go and play too."
Gin glanced at him and said nothing.
Bertrand giggled and ran back to his room happily.
After happily hanging out in the safe house for a few days, he seemed to suddenly remember something. He got up from the sofa, went back to his room, changed his clothes, and went out without even turning off the TV.
He took a taxi to a large shopping mall, looked at the people coming and going, and did not enter the mall, but ran to the parking lot.
Coming to a car, Bertrand walked around it and then hid beside it.
He timed it pretty accurately. Not long after, the sound of high-heeled shoes approached, followed by Conan's voice.
"Is it really okay for you to just leave like this? Don't you have something to do with that man, Vermouth?"
Bertrand calmly listened to their exchange of information and did not interrupt in a hurry. Instead, he waited for Vermouth to tell Conan the code name of Ireland before he chuckled and drew their attention to him.
Vermouth was stunned at first, and then a hint of panic flashed across her eyes.
Conan turned his head sharply and looked at the silver-haired boy who walked out from the dark corner with a smile.
Bertrand took the cat bag in his hand and swung it, and greeted them with a smile, "Wow, what a coincidence, I didn't expect to meet you here~"
Then he looked at Vermouth with a little dissatisfaction, "Sister, how can you just casually reveal the information?"
"Also, Conan-kun, don't you know what you should know and what you shouldn't know? How can you ask everything? You're really naughty."
His young face was full of disappointment.
There was nothing in Bertrand's expression of emotion that would have made the atmosphere tense, but their hair stood on end all the same.
The silver-haired boy looked at them with a grin, then suddenly and quickly grabbed Conan in his arms and patted his head gently with one hand.