bestfiction Chapter 659: Thrown on the Curb
Chapter 659: Thrown on the Curb
After the ambulance left, they also left.
What Conan didn't notice was that as soon as they left, several young men in black clothes left in the opposite direction.
They were wearing hoods that slightly covered their faces, but you could still see that they were all wearing animal masks.
Later, Conan received news from Kawasaki Maru that members of Death appeared in the piano performance today, but he had no idea what they did or whether they did anything.
However, these are difficult to verify because the performer who fulfilled his wish did not survive that night and passed away.
Afterwards, Kawasei Shinryu told him again that the members of Death seemed to have indeed appeared at the scene for a mission, but for some unknown reason, they were unable to continue the mission.
Unfortunately, we still couldn't find their route when we finally tracked them.
But it is true. How could such a large organization develop to this extent if it were not vigilant?
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Sitting cross-legged on the sofa, Conan supported his chin with one hand, thinking about those organizations in his heart.
Until he suddenly heard a scream of pain, and when he looked up, he saw Hondou Eisuke, who had appeared here at some point, covering his head with his hands, as if he was scalded by the hot coffee that Mouri Ran accidentally spilled.
Conan stared at this guy with his crescent eyes. Could he hide his presence or was he simply trying not to attract attention?
Although Hondou Eisuke came to help Mori Kogoro, he ended up hanging up the phone call due to his mistake, which made the day very boring.
Until dusk, they suddenly talked about a topic and mentioned a singer who had just debuted last year and became very popular, Bantan Rock.
The information they got on the surface was that the singer had entered a recharging period, but suddenly a child's voice interrupted their conversation.
"That brother was killed."
They were stunned for a moment and turned to look at the door, only to see a middle-aged man wearing glasses and a little boy appearing here.
The little boy looked at them and continued, "I saw him being thrown off the bridge."
The case that was accidentally hung up during the day happened again at this moment.
Specifically, the little boy and his father were crossing a bridge when they saw Bantan Locke being put into a huge bag and thrown into the river.
Perhaps because he was just a child, Maori Kogoro didn't seem to fully believe what he said.
But at this moment, Hondou Eisuke suddenly came to the little boy, held his cheek with one hand, and asked him if what he said was false.
This scene suddenly reminded Conan that last time, when he was dealing with the transmitter and bug stuck under Rena Mizunashi's shoes, she had asked him in the same way whether he was following her.
Kogoro Mouri turned on the TV and happened to see the news reporting that a male body was found in the river, and that male body was none other than Sakatan Locke.
Maori Kogoro:"……"
He just said this was impossible, and now it's being reported on TV.
How can the famous detective Maori Kogoro save his reputation?
Before and after the whole case, Conan noticed that Hondou Eisuke always intentionally or unintentionally led the topic to Mizunashi Rena, and at certain times during the case, what he did was actually completely inconsistent with the stupidity he showed.
Conan instantly became more alert to him.
Well... maybe this is a battle of wits and courage between the red team.
In the cover of darkness, a black Porsche was driving on the road.
There were blue lights flashing on the back seat of the car.
Bertrand yawned and lay leisurely on the seat.
They are now on their way to Beihu Hospital.
Because Rena Mizunashi is in this hospital right now.
"Tsk tsk, I never thought that the guy who was so ruthless that he almost bit off the enemy's wrist with his teeth was actually an undercover agent. If I hadn't found out, do you think she would bite us back? And she would bite our necks."
He spoke in a leisurely tone, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.
Gin said nothing, biting a lit cigarette in his mouth. After he exhaled the smoke, he slowly spoke, "No matter what happened before, now it's like you said, use him thoroughly before getting rid of him."
Bertrand smiled slightly and stroked the glittering butterfly on his fingertips.
The car drove to Beihu Hospital and Bertrand was the only one who got off. He looked up at the hospital building in front of him, stretched, and walked in.
He leisurely came to the ward where Rena Mizunashi was, stood beside the bed, looked at her for a few times, and nodded with some satisfaction.
"Hmm~ Sister Gil is really pretty. After this is over, I will try my best to make you die in a beautiful way. After all, you have signed the commitment agreement, so your body will be mine after you die~"
He chuckled and stuffed a pitch-black butterfly under her pillow.
Before leaving, he gently stroked the well-bandaged wound on Rena Mizunoshi's forehead.
Bertrand closed the door quietly, and the sound of his footsteps as he left was particularly noticeable in the silent corridor.
He returned to the car, closed the door and started the car.
"Qin-chan~ I think something big is going to happen soon." Bertrand supported his chin with one hand and smiled expectantly.
"What do you mean?" Gin put out his cigarette, glanced at Bertrand through the back, and spoke lightly with almost no emotion.
Bertrand chuckled, "The FBI is always watching Kiel, so nothing is impossible."
Gin was silent for a moment, then spoke again: "No, I'm asking what you are going to do next."
"Eh?" Bertrand paused for a moment while pulling Gin's hair to his side, then continued playing with it. "What can I do? Of course I'll just hide behind and watch the show~"
"Hehe, but if you need to help, I don't mind showing up and acting as a temporary actor in this big show~"
His tone sounded very excited, and his hands did not stop moving. He kept pulling the strand of silver hair and braiding it into a thin braid.
Gin let out a light click of his tongue and undid the braid again.
Bertrand stared at his hands unbraiding his hair for a few seconds, then went back to braiding.
"..."
If Bertrand hadn't gone to Karasuma Renya to complain, Gin might have thrown him onto the curb right there and then.