Chapter 576 I'll handle it myself

"Yes, my elders used to be very strict with me, they wouldn't let me go out at all," Bertrand replied without any hesitation, glancing around as he spoke.

"I see," Ran Mouri said with a smile.

No wonder Xiao Ye looks so innocent; it's obvious that his family spoils him.

Bertrand walked very fast, so Ran and the others following him subconsciously quickened their pace as well.

Even if the other party seems harmless, he is still a member of a criminal organization, and now Behfinger only obeys Bertrand's orders. If the little madman suddenly wants to harm the two girls, they will have no way to resist, or even subconsciously not have time to resist.

Therefore, Conan also tried his best to stride along with his short legs and keep up with them.

A group of people in vests accompanied Qianzhu as she walked slowly behind.

Kuno Naya was playing with a fan in her hand, watching the figures in front of her with amusement.

As they reached the base of an ice sculpture of a giant bear, she subtly waved her fan in that direction.

A soft clicking sound rang out.

This sound should have been drowned out by the noise of the crowd, but Conan managed to catch it.

He instinctively turned his head to look at the ice sculpture next to him, then his pupils shrank and he shouted, "Sister Xiaolan, Sister Yuanzi, run forward quickly!"

The two women and Bertrand turned around with puzzled expressions.

"careful!"

At the same time, exclamations came from behind.

A loud bang.

The giant bear ice sculpture next to it collapsed with a crash, slamming heavily onto the ground.

After realizing something was wrong, Ran Mouri grabbed Sonoko Suzuki and lunged forward, the ice sculpture just barely brushing against their shoes as they fell to the ground.

Conan quickly went over and helped her up, then turned his head to look at the two black figures in the snow.

Bertrand got up, a small clump of snow on his head, his coat slightly soaked, and he suddenly sneezed.

"Xiao Ye, are you alright?"

Ran Mouri turned her head to look over.

Before Bertrand could answer, Asti slowly got up.

Only a patch of blood-red remained on the white snow.

A stone was hidden in the snow, positioned right on his forehead when he fell.

Asti stood up unsteadily, and the first thing she did was help Bertrand up, brush the snow off his head and body, check if he was injured, and then gently touch his wound.

"Oh my god! Sir, are you alright?!" Ran Mouri and Sonoko Suzuki were shocked and quickly brushed the snow off themselves before rushing over.

Asti shook her head, her voice a little hoarse, "I'm fine, don't worry about me."

"But you're bleeding! We need to get your wound treated as soon as possible!"

The person in charge of the ice sculpture exhibition rushed over when he heard that the ice sculpture had collapsed. When he saw that someone was injured, he was so frightened that his hands trembled. He quickly ran over and wiped the cold sweat that had broken out on his forehead in the middle of winter.

"Sir, are you alright? This is our fault, and we will compensate you. If you don't mind, please let us treat your wound!"

He bowed deeply in alarm, making several standard 90-degree bows.

He casually wiped the blood from his forehead with a handkerchief, glanced at the person in charge without flinching, and said, "No need, I can handle it myself, so don't bother."