Chapter 855 It's not the same little puppy as before.

Afra raised her gun again, attempting to take the opportunity to attack Conan and the others.

Shuichi Akai was also ready to snipe, but Behringer was faster, dodging with the two little ones in tow, and the bullet went straight through his hood.

Afra calmly fired another shot, this time the bullet hitting him directly in the leg.

Behefinger tripped and fell, but still managed to cushion the fall for Conan and the others.

As he fell, his hood fell off, revealing his appearance to everyone.

His face was pale, making the redness around his eyes appear even redder, and there was a bloody mark on his cheek from where a bullet had just grazed him.

Conan and the other man got up and tried to help him up, but they found his eyes were somewhat vacant.

Bechfenger didn't move. After a while, he slowly got up, quietly looked at the two men, and then took out a pistol from his waist.

Conan was slightly taken aback as he watched the man shove the pistol into his hand.

Bechfenger's voice was slow, and they could clearly hear his tone growing colder and colder.

"Run, get out of here... From now on, don't... show me any mercy."

As he finished speaking, Ai Haibara clearly saw him smile slightly at them, the last faint light in his eyes completely disappearing, the only remaining glimmer being the tear that lingered in the corner of his eye. Then his expression vanished, stiffening as if he were a doll.

"Be...Behrfinger...?"

Her voice trembled.

He gazed at them, but his empty, deep purple eyes did not reflect their images.

"Aste~"

It wasn't until Bertrand's sweet, childlike voice rang out that the people who had been standing there in a daze began to react.

Asti stood up, ignoring the gunshot wound in his leg, and turned to walk towards him. With each step he took, he left a trace of blood in the footprints.

As Asti walked up to him, Bertrand's smile was bright. He raised his hand and wiped the blood from Asti's cheek.

She looked down at his leg, smiled, and asked, "Astie, does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt," Asti replied expressionlessly.

"Oh~" Bertrand raised an eyebrow, his smile gradually turning wicked. He glanced at Conan and Ai Haibara, who had already escaped, and pointed at them. "Then why don't you go and catch those little animals hiding in the shadows?"

"good."

Asti responded unconditionally.

After he turned and headed towards Conan and the others, Bertrand waved his wrist and said with a grin, "Alright, alright, let's retreat."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the car parked outside, completely ignoring Asti's situation.

After Conan pulled Ai Haibara out of the old building area, they stopped by the roadside to rest for a while, and another tall figure followed behind them.

It was Shuichi Akai, but this time he wasn't disguised as Subaru Okiya.

Next came Amuro Tooru and Morofushi Kagemitsu.

The two people, who hadn't exchanged greetings, looked at each other. Although it wasn't outwardly apparent, the atmosphere revealed that everyone was in a low mood.

Amuro Tooru gave Akai Shuichi a cold look, unusually refraining from making any sarcastic remarks.

When Conan saw the two of them, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but it disappeared in an instant.

However, Morofushi Kagemitsu glanced at Akai Shuichi a couple more times.

Ai Haibara was momentarily dazed, but quickly regained her composure and stood calmly to the side.

Before they could even begin to chat, a series of footsteps, unusually clear in the darkness, reached their ears.

Amuro Tooru pulled the brim of his hat down a bit, and Akai Shuichi also pulled up his mask and put it on.

However, it was not the other members of the organization who appeared before them, but Behffinger.

His leg injury had not been treated promptly and properly, and blood was still gushing out.

An injury of this severity must be extremely painful.

But this time he didn't shed tears because of the pain. Instead, he stared at them with cold eyes, like a ferocious beast poised to pounce in the dark.

He's not the sunny, cheerful little dog he used to be.

Amuro Tooru clenched his fists tightly at his sides, an unspeakable resentment gradually building up in his heart. At this moment, his hatred for Bertrand and the Black Organization intensified.

Morofushi Kagemitsu was also upset, but he still squeezed his wrist to signal him to calm down.

The group stared at Behringer, who was holding two daggers in his hands.

“Behrfinger…”

Ai Haibara couldn't help but call out to him softly.

Judging from Behffiner's reaction just now, they knew that this time the control was probably different from before.

Behrfinger may have been completely controlled by that madman Bertrand.

Asti did not answer; perhaps because of his wound, his steps were somewhat slow.

Conan took a deep breath, suppressing his frustration, and whispered to the three adults beside him, "Since there's no movement from Bertrand, it means he's not planning to deal with Behefinger for the time being. If we don't treat Behefinger's wounds properly in time, it might leave some aftereffects. Let's just knock him out and take him back."

As if to confirm his words, the faint sound of several car engines starting could be heard in the distance.

Amuro Tooru nodded almost without hesitation. "Okay."

He and Morofushi Kagemitsu exchanged a glance, then ignored Akai Shuichi and headed towards Asti.

Shuichi Akai made no comment, remaining on the sidelines for the time being, waiting to intervene when necessary.

However, the two of them would definitely be more than enough to deal with an injured Behringer.

Carrying the pale-faced, unconscious Behefinger, Amuro Tooru and Morofushi Kagemitsu returned directly to their car.

The remaining three exchanged glances, went to Shuichi Akai's car, and followed behind them.

Instead of driving to the hospital or back to their residence, Morofushi Kagemitsu went to Risel's place.

Raisel had already completed the mission for Morofushi Kagemitsu, but a new mission kept him in Japan.

On the way to their destination, Conan tried calling Kawasaki Maru again, but this time there was still no answer.

Conan sighed and had no choice but to compose another email, describing the incident in more detail, and then send it to him.

After thinking about it, he also sent an email to Liu Qingyao.

Then came the quiet wait.

Although it was getting late, Rissler was still awake. He had been waiting in the living room after receiving Morofushi Kagemitsu's message.

The doorbell rang, and he got up to open the door. The next second, his gaze fell directly on Behrfinger.

Risel turned and went back into the house, then pointed to a room on the right, "Take the person into that room."