Chapter 415 So Easily Manipulated

"Behrfinger?"

Conan grabbed his wrist, tilted his head back, and looked at Behringer with some disbelief.

"No, I'm sorry, I'll explain another time!"

Behringer exhaled, glanced back, led them around the corner, put Conan and the other down, quickly activated the passage switch on the wall, and continued running.

Looking back at the cute boy who had caught up again, Hattori Heiji asked in confusion, "Why are we running?"

"I'll explain later, let's run now," Conan said hastily.

Berthaffiner led them into a passage without any traps. After he flipped the switch to the next passage, Bertrand yawned and said languidly, "I'm not playing cat and mouse with you guys anymore~"

He stood at the entrance of the passage, a softly glowing butterfly perched obediently on his shoulder, illuminating half of his fair and lovely face while leaving the other half shrouded in darkness.

"Aste! Stop them!" he ordered as he slowly walked toward them.

Ai Haibara's pupils contracted, and her attention instantly focused on Behefinger in front of her.

She noticed that the tiny red light on the watch on his left wrist had turned green.

He ran slower and slower until he stopped completely, blocking their path.

"What's wrong? What happened?" Hattori Heiji asked, looking puzzled.

Ai Haibara subconsciously pulled Conan back a few steps until they bumped into Heiji Hattori and stopped.

She gritted her teeth slightly, her gaze fixed on the figure in front of her.

Behfinger slowly turned around, his face now icy cold, his empty, deep purple eyes fixed on them as if they were prey.

The group's eyelids twitched, and they turned around to look. The boy, who had been smiling innocently, stood about five meters away from them.

"I told you not to run, because it's pointless anyway!"

Bertrand covered his lips and laughed happily.

The four of them turned back to look at Behringer, who was clearly acting strangely.

He took out a dagger, gripped it tightly in his hand, his deep purple eyes devoid of any emotion, and said in an icy tone, "Give me that gem."

Uchida Sōta's eyelids twitched.

Please! Didn't you just shove this into my hands?!

Conan gritted his teeth, glaring at Behringer without saying a word.

Ai Haibara gripped his arm tightly and whispered to him, "Behrfinger is being controlled, be careful."

Upon hearing this, Conan frowned, his gaze sweeping over Behringer before finally settling on the watch on his left wrist.

Is it because of that thing?

"Hurry up and hand over the gem, my patience is running out!" Bertrand said, taking out a lemon candy and unwrapping it as he added, "Oh, and don't try to damage the watch, or it could easily cause Behringer's nervous system to break down and lead to mental problems!"

This is obviously fake.

But with their overwhelming conviction, they would absolutely, positively never try it.

With a lemon candy in his mouth, Bertrand's lips curled into a wicked smile.

These guys have such obvious weaknesses, and they're so easy to manipulate.

His words made the four of them shrink in surprise. Although Hattori Heiji and 'Uchida Souta' did not know about their grudges, they understood that the blue-haired youth who had just been helping them but had now turned against them was being controlled.