bestfiction Chapter 628: Select Game
Chapter 628: Select Game
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As Bertrand thought, Vermouth would not go with them if Conan was brought along.
Spreading his hands and shaking his head helplessly, Bertrand took off the mask on his face, then took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.
After the call was connected, he said something and hung up, "Send Judy to Sector."
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Inside Sekt's laboratory.
When Judy woke up, she found herself in a very strange place.
Her hands, feet, waist and neck were fixed to the table with steel rings. She could only twist her neck to observe the current environment.
She turned her head slightly and saw two figures, one black and one white, talking at the door.
The white figure was wearing a white coat and a mask, and looked like someone doing an experiment.
The man opposite him was wrapped in black. His long cloak almost reached his ankles, and his face was covered by a wide hood.
It seemed that the man in the black cloak was the one who brought her here.
Judy gritted her teeth and cursed inwardly.
It was unknown what they talked about. After the conversation ended, the man in the cloak walked towards her step by step, and finally stood beside her. He lowered his head and looked at her with cold eyes.
Judy's pupils suddenly shrank.
As he lowered his head, she could see his hair falling down under the hood, as well as his faint purple pupils.
Although he was wearing a mask.
But Judy still recognized him -
Bei, Bei Hefengge! ?
how come!
"So, why did Xiaobai-chan ask you to bring this person to me? I thought he was doing an experiment for me, but he told me not to touch him."
Sekt came over and grumbled to Asti with a hint of complaint.
"I don't know." Asti answered in a cold and stiff tone like a robot while searching for something in his cloak.
Sekt was silent for a moment, then sighed and turned around to continue his research, muttering, "Sure enough, there is nothing to communicate with a robot."
Don’t be fooled by the fact that he seemed to be having a very good and engaged conversation with Asti just now. In fact, he was the one who was talking the whole time, and Asti’s responses were just “I don’t know, I don’t know”.
Sekt fiddled with the beaker in his hand and sighed again.
Being a researcher is hard.
Is he going to stay in this small laboratory until he grows old and dies?
Just do it and go have fun.
Before leaving, he did not forget to glance at Asti, but his body blocked his view of what he was doing.
But he still shouted to Asti, "Remember to turn off the lights for me when you leave later!"
Then he left the experimental base happily.
At this moment, Asti was taking out a medicine and a syringe.
He poured the medicine into the syringe and gave Judy an injection.
Judy suddenly felt her head starting to feel dizzy. She stared at Asti, as if she wanted to ask him something, but the effect of the drug did not give her time.
After seeing her faint again, Asti turned and left.
Of course, he did not forget to help Sekt turn off the lights.
The next morning.
A Li's house.
Qianzhu sat on the sofa, looking at Conan and Huihara Ai with a gentle smile on his face, "Conan, I heard that you were kidnapped last night?"
Conan suddenly shuddered, raised his hands and waved them, and laughed dryly a few times, "Ahahaha, well, do you want to hear my explanation about this matter?"
"How do you want to explain?" Qian Zhu looked really curious.
Conan was speechless for a moment.
"If your plan is truly foolproof, then you shouldn't be anesthetized by your tranquilizer gun, right?"
Qianzhu spoke lightly and shook her head slightly, feeling helpless.
"H-how do you know?" Conan stuttered for once.
Qian Zhu turned his head and looked at him steadily. After a few seconds, he took out a butterfly-shaped USB flash drive from his pocket and handed it to him with his open palm.
Conan's eyes widened immediately, "This is...!"
He took the USB drive.
"You guessed it right. He sent this thing."
Qianzhu saw his sudden stern expression, then saw him running to the computer to use the USB drive, and sighed slightly.
There was only one video in the USB drive. The video started when Judy and Vermouth began to confront each other, and ended abruptly when Mouri Ran suddenly appeared and pounced on Haibara Ai, protecting her.
After looking at Conan who was obviously not calm, Chitake looked away.
"There are always unexpected things that happen, so next time, you should think more before making a decision."
After leaving him a message, Qian Zhu got up and left.
Conan stared at the screen, gritting his teeth.
This video contributed so much emotional value, it turns out that it was not recorded in vain.
Qianzhu returned home and turned to look at 01 who was chatting with the pigeon and the black cat. His eyes flickered slightly. He said something to them and went into the piano room.
01 blinked and looked at the closed door of the piano room.
In the piano room, the curtains that blocked out the light from the window were drawn, leaving only darkness.
Qianzhu stood beside the piano and tapped a few black keys with his fingertips.
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Night falls.
Because the weather is gloomy today, there seems to be a sticky feeling in the night.
The young man, who had just taken a shower and whose hair was still wet, lay on the bed, swinging his legs from time to time. He held the phone in his hand and dialed.
After the other party answered the call, he said with a slightly concerned tone, "Sister, are you okay?"
The other party paused for a moment, then chuckled, "Don't worry, sweetheart, sister is fine."
"That's good~" Bertrand smiled sweetly, "By the way, sister."
Vermouth expected that he might ask, but when the time came, her heart still tightened a little.
"What's wrong?" she asked in a soft voice.
"Will you accompany me to the ghost-themed amusement park tomorrow?"
Hearing this, Vermouth was stunned for a moment, and the hand holding the phone slightly tightened. After a moment of silence, she chuckled softly, "Of course, my sweetheart."
"It's settled then!" The boy's voice was full of excitement. "Well, good night, sister. See you tomorrow~"
"See you tomorrow."
Only after the other party hung up the call did Vermouth slowly put down the phone.
She sat by the window, the light from outside cast half of her face into darkness, her eyes slightly drooped, her expression complicated.
Inside the room of safe house No. 39.
Bertrand put his cell phone aside, propped his chin on one hand and fiddled with a flapping butterfly with the other.
He looked at the butterfly, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
Forcing others to make choices, this game is really crazy~
If you think about it, he has a lot of choices in the game.