Chapter 685 Common Three-Choice Choices in the Detective Conan World

Behrfinger pursed her lips and looked away. "You said yourself that I would worry if you were in this situation, after all, this kind of thing... this kind of thing..."

He fell silent as he spoke, then looked up with a sob, "I don't know what's going on either! How can I tell you!"

Toru Amuro:?

"ha?"

Seeing the aggrieved and angry look on his face, Amuro Tooru couldn't help but frown. "But since they contacted you directly, it must be targeting you. How did they confirm it was you?"

Behringer shrugged. "I don't know either, but my initial guess is that it was probably remembered by the family or friends of the target during a previous mission."

"Well, if that's the case, then it's reasonable that I would get shot several times by the other side." He spread his hands, looking quite indifferent.

Amuro Tooru, who was deep in thought, heard this and immediately punched him, spinning his fist lightly over his head a few times. "Reasonable my foot!"

Behringer gave him a half-moon look. "What's unreasonable about them wanting me to pay for my crimes in blood? Besides, even if they want to send me to prison, they don't have any evidence."

Toru Amuro: "..."

They forgot that their friend was also a member of the Black Organization.

But that seems even harder to accept...

Behrfinger looked at him and gave him a bright smile. "If it were you, would you choose to end my life yourself, or send me to prison yourself?"

Amuro Tooru was somewhat stunned and fell silent.

Yes, the reason he chose to go undercover was to take down this massive criminal organization.

But whether he succeeds or not, it seems to make no difference to him...

He was lost in thought when he heard someone sobbing. He looked up and saw Behringer pretending to cry.

"……What are you doing?"

"How could you have such a mindset? That's so unfair! Don't you even consider whether I'm an undercover agent or not? Waaah..."

Behrfinger covered his eyes with one hand, but his right eye peeked out from between his fingers, a mischievous smile on his face.

Amuro Tooru: "...You bastard!"

He appeared angry, but who knows if he was actually relieved inside?

Behringer laughed out loud, then gasped sharply, "Hiss~! Is this the consequence of being caught doing something bad? How painful."

Amuro Tooru knew without a doubt that he had aggravated his abdominal wound. "Serves you right, serves you right for laughing."

After Behffinger's wounds calmed down, Amuro Tooru asked, "Do you remember any relatives of any mission targets who might have noticed you?"

Upon hearing this, Behfinger fell into a state of recollection. After a long while, he finally spoke, "It's possible that there are three, because I happened to be responsible for meeting the targets in those three missions. Although I disguised myself at the time, it's hard to guarantee that someone remembered some details and then followed the clues to find me."

Ah, it's the common three-choice question in the world of Detective Conan.

Bechfenger recounted the details of his past experiences to Amuro Tooru.

"...Petrand, who killed the target later, never showed up, so naturally the other party set their sights on me for revenge."

After finishing his sentence, Behringer complained with a hint of annoyance, "Seriously, I never thought I'd end up taking the blame for that guy."

The man, though not entirely convinced, retorted: "What does it have to do with Asti, who's the one who came forward, and me, Bertrand,?"

"I understand. I'll investigate. You rest well here, and remember to keep an eye on things. Don't be like you were just now, spacing out and not responding when I call you."

Amuro Tooru gave a brief instruction, then stood up to leave, saying, "I'm off then, since I still have to go to the Metropolitan Police Department."

"OK, OK, go ahead, be careful on the road."

Behrfinger made an OK sign with his left hand and then waved it.

After he left, Behringer yawned, lay down, covered himself with the blanket, and then closed his eyes and peacefully drifted off to sleep.

As Amuro drove away from the hospital towards the Metropolitan Police Department, he made some plans in his mind.

Although Behrfinger only verbally claimed that he was an undercover agent, he still believed him.

There wasn't even the slightest doubt or desire to investigate.

Mou Bei said confidently: Yes, yes, I am an undercover agent sent by the church.

The level of stupidity has increased!

no.

After all, Behrfinger was his only remaining friend.

...

Near the Kudo residence in Beikacho 2-chome.

The black-haired boy held a phone in his hand, his head down, seemingly replying to someone's text message.

"Qianzhu!"

Then a shout came from ahead. He looked up and saw Ran Mouri, Sonoko Suzuki, and Masumi Sera standing at the gate of the Kudo residence.

Slightly puzzled, he put his phone away and stepped forward. "Xiao Lan, is there something you need here?"

As Qianzhu spoke, she looked up at the villa in the yard.

"Because we encountered a case on our way back, and there was a rather eerie 'death' character next to the deceased. This 'death' character looked very similar to the 'death' character that appeared in a case that Shinichi's father handled ten years ago, so we came to Shinichi's house to look for that old photo," Ran Mouri explained.

Qianzhu nodded knowingly.

"You must be that popular but low-key composer, Joki!"

Sera Masumi suddenly leaned close to him excitedly, smiling as she said, "To be honest, I really like your music too!"

Qianzhu paused for a moment, then took a step back to create some distance between them, and smiled at her politely and gently, "Thank you for your kind words."

"Speaking of which, I haven't introduced Qianzhu to you yet." Ran Mouri remembered and immediately introduced the two of them to each other.

Although they both appeared at the hospital the night Behfinger was injured and hospitalized, it's not certain that they both noticed each other, and even if they did, they would still need to introduce themselves.

"Hello! My name is Sera Masumi!"

Sera Masumi still smiled and extended her right hand, appearing very optimistic and cheerful, and her behavior was indeed like that of a boy.

"My name is Chino Chizuru, nice to meet you."

Qianzhu smiled and reached out to shake her hand briefly, then quickly let go.

Sera Masumi chuckled twice, and had a general idea of ​​what was going on.

“Then let’s go in and take a look. Besides, I really want to meet Mr. Ang, who lives here.”

Sera Masumi said, then pushed open the large iron gate and went inside.

Chizuru glanced at them, and was eventually pulled in by Sonoko.

They saw Conan's shoes in the entryway.

"Ah, that brat really came fast," Sonoko Suzuki remarked, her eyes crinkling at the corners of her eyes.