Chapter 653 The weather is really unpredictable!

Although Shuichi Akai was definitely wearing a bulletproof vest, it was impossible for him to be completely unharmed. Moreover, Afra is an all-rounder, so how could she possibly be no match for the injured Shuichi Akai or dodge the FBI's guns?

The attention of the others was also drawn to her; they all knew exactly how powerful Afra was.

Afra shook her head slightly and replied in a deep voice, "The other party should not be an FBI agent, but an assistant invited by the FBI. They should have expected that I would handle the rest."

"Who is it?" Bertrand clenched his fist.

"I don't know, I only saw that the other person had platinum blonde hair and blue eyes." Afra's functions declined, and her speech became intermittent.

Bertrand puffed out his cheeks in annoyance. "That's outrageous! Don't they know it takes a lot of effort to repair Afra?"

So that's what you were angry about...

Everyone was speechless.

Gin looked at Afra and asked calmly, "Are you sure the other person isn't from the FBI?"

Afra nodded. "I'm sure."

Bertrand sighed softly and waved to Afra, "Never mind, go to the specimen room and wait for me. I'll be there in a bit."

"Okay, Xiaoye."

After she left, Vodka looked at Bertrand and asked in confusion, "Aren't there still two dolls?"

"Huh? Oh, I called Miyano Akemi and Scotland to do experiments," Bertrand replied casually.

I see.

After giving Gin a bunch of medicine, Bertrandini happily went to repair Afra.

"Alright, Koto-chan, remember to apply the medicine. I'm going to fix the doll now~"

Gin gave Vodka a look at the pile of medicine on the table, signaling him to take it away and put it away properly.

On the other side.

After Kogoro Mouri's crisis was resolved, the FBI took Conan away, saying they needed his help with something.

Sitting on the way to the hospital, Conan was deep in thought.

Although it was only for a moment, he still saw the woman who suddenly appeared behind him, trying to kill Uncle Mori.

Unexpectedly, the Black Organization had left one person behind to deal with them.

But... does the FBI actually have someone this capable?

He thought of someone who had also appeared suddenly but had managed to defeat the woman.

Conan felt the person looked familiar, but the person was wearing a hoodie and had their back to him, so he couldn't see their face, and they quickly disappeared.

"Miss Casey, do you know who the person who appeared behind you is?"

Kathy was the FBI female member who had a good relationship with Judy.

She shook her head, indicating that she didn't know either, "Maybe it's someone the captain knows."

Conan nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

However, he knew why they had brought him out.

It involved using Rena Mizuki's voice to contact the TV station.

After all, she's still in the hospital, and it's unknown when she'll wake up.

A day later, after this major event involving the Black Organization, they gradually returned to their daily lives.

But it probably won't last long.

"You mean something this serious happened while I wasn't around?"

Inside Professor Agasa's house, Chizuru put down her book and looked at Professor Agasa with slight surprise.

Because he didn't keep warm properly the night he went to the villa, his condition worsened after he returned, so he was forced to stay in the hospital for a few days.

After he left the hospital, he heard Professor Agasa tell him these things while Ai Haibara and Conan were not around.

"Yes, but fortunately there were no casualties in the end... uh, no, the target that the Black Organization was trying to kill, Tsuchimichi Yasuhiro, did die in the end, but Mori and the others were not injured."

As Dr. Agasa spoke, he felt something was amiss, and then he remembered Tsuchimichi Yasuhiro, who had died in an explosion.

Qianzhu nodded slightly and said with some worry, "However, even if the Black Organization's focus on Uncle Mori has shifted to the FBI, Uncle Mori is still being targeted by the Black Organization, isn't he?"

"That's true, but I think the FBI will handle it." Dr. Agasa scratched his smooth, round head.

"Forget it, I can't possibly handle this anyway. They can just be careful." Qianzhu shook his head and sighed, his gaze returning to the book, ending this conversation that he understood perfectly well.

On the contrary, Professor Agasa breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Finally, Shinichi won't be criticized so harshly anymore.

On the surface, the matter seems to have been settled, but in reality, undercurrents are still surging and dangers abound.

After restoring Afra to perfect condition, Bertrand ran towards the organization's experimental base.

The target is Judy, who is in the Seekers Laboratory.

When he arrived, Judy was still unconscious, but she appeared much weaker, and her previous gunshot wound had not fully healed.

Bertrand stood beside her, staring at her and sizing her up.

Originally, the purpose of capturing her was simply to see if she could disrupt the plot, but it is clear that the world's consciousness is still very persistent in bringing the plot to a close.

But... is it really that simple?

A playful smile suddenly appeared on Bertrand's lips.

"Forget it, I can't think of any experiments to do with her. Sei-chan, this pretty older sister is yours now. Just don't let her escape from here, you can do whatever you want with her~"

"Oh, really? Then I won't be polite!"

Upon hearing this, Seeker, who had just returned from his escapades, had his eyes light up and was itching to use the syringe.

"Really? Good luck, Sai-chan."

After Bertrand finished speaking, he left with Afra.

Before getting into the car, he thought for a moment, and after confirming that he hadn't forgotten anything, he asked Afra to take him to where Gin was.

Gin, who had specifically come out to do a mission to avoid running into that brat who would nag about a minor injury, fell silent the moment he saw Bertrand appear opposite him.

"Hi, Koto-chan~"

Vodka shivered slightly, sensing the air around him had dropped a few degrees, and even looked up at the sky.

The weather is really unpredictable.

“You’re going on a mission, right? Take me with you, take me with you!” Bertrand said as he climbed into the Porsche.

"What are you doing here?" Gin glanced at him.

Bertrand stood with his hands on his hips, looking completely self-righteous. "Of course, it's to keep an eye on you."

Gin: "..."

He scoffed and told Vodka to drive off to their next destination.

They went to do their tasks, while Bertrand followed leisurely beside them, like a boss observing his employees' work.