Chapter 856 Bourbon, Amuro or Fang Gu

He led Behffiner to the room that Rissl had pointed out, but left without really looking at the room properly, and then waited in the living room.

About an hour later, Risel came out of the room, and everyone immediately surrounded him.

Before they could speak, Risel said first, "His gunshot wound to the leg is nothing serious. It didn't break any bones. He just needs to rest and recover."

“In addition…” He suddenly changed the subject, his brows furrowing slightly, and his tone becoming a little more serious, “I found a chip in his brain.”

silence.

Endless silence.

It's obvious without even thinking that the chip must have been planted by Bertrand.

Although they were annoyed, they didn't ask Risel if the chip could be removed, since Bertrand wouldn't let them just take out the chip he had implanted.

Seeing that they didn't speak, Risel glanced at their adult expressions and then continued, "The chip in his brain will probably be very difficult to remove, and I'm not sure either."

"We understand, thank you," said Morofushi Kagemitsu sincerely.

“You’re welcome.” Rissell smiled. “I gave him anesthesia. Judging by the time, he should wake up in about fifteen minutes.”

"good."

After they finished talking, another fifteen minutes passed, and Amuro Tooru and Morofushi Kagemitsu waited in the room for Asti to wake up.

Amuro Tooru's gaze was fixed on his face, and he was caught off guard when his eyes met those deep purple pupils.

Asti glanced at him, then sat up on her own. Her gaze lingered for a moment on the treated wound on her leg before she stared blankly ahead, ignoring what they were saying.

Morofushi Kagemitsu told Conan and the others that he had woken up.

Their entrance didn't even elicit a glance from Asti.

Suddenly, a "beep beep" sound came from the silence.

Everyone looked up and scanned the surroundings before finally focusing their attention on Asti.

The bracelet on his wrist lit up.

Asti himself was also drawn to the movement of the bracelet.

Bertrand's voice came from above: "Aste, don't worry about the others, come back first."

"good."

Asti responded immediately, though his tone was cold, it was easy to hear his complete obedience to Bertrand.

After answering, he got out of bed under everyone's gaze, and then jumped out of the window so fast that they didn't have time to stop him.

Conan then leaned against the window and shouted at him, "Watch out for the injury on your leg!"

Asti didn't pause, and it's unclear whether he heard her or not.

After he left, the room returned to silence.

Conan and Shuichi Akai exchanged a glance and decided to go back first. They then told Tooru Amuro that they were leaving.

......

Safe House No. 39.

As soon as Gin returned, he saw Asti standing next to him. His gaze paused for a moment before he looked away and went upstairs.

Bertrand turned his head and glanced around. Once Gin's figure disappeared around the corner of the stairs, he immediately stood up and gave Asti a look.

The two looked at each other, then held hands and slipped out of the safe house together.

However, Asti didn't forget to use magic to heal the injury on his leg.

"Where are we going to play!" Behringer's voice was full of energetic excitement.

Bertrand stroked his chin thoughtfully, "Which amusement park is still open at this hour?"

“From abroad,” Bechfenger replied instantly.

"Let's go then!"

After the two of them had boosted the mood of the others, they went off to the amusement park to have some fun.

Despite the devastating blow of his best friend being taken into custody, Amuro Tooru did not rest but continued his investigation into the Pramia affair.

There hasn't been much progress, though.

Amuro Tooru sat at the table, one hand supporting his forehead, the other typing on the computer keyboard. After a moment, he stopped, looking somewhat dazed.

After a moment of silence, he brushed the hair from his forehead back, picked up the glass on the table, and poured himself a glass of water.

"Zero, do you want to go and rest for a bit?" Morofushi Kagemitsu, who was also conducting an investigation nearby, looked at him and frowned with concern.

Amuro Tooru shook his head. "It's more important to recapture them as soon as possible."

He put the water glass back on the table, turned around and washed his face with cold water. After feeling a bit clearer-headed, he dried himself with a towel and sat back down at the table.

However, instead of continuing the investigation, he paused for a moment, then suddenly asked Morofushi Kagemitsu, "Hiro, do you think it's possible for him to break free of control and turn back?"

He spoke in a questioning tone, but he himself wasn't very confident.

Morofushi Kagemitsu didn't know either, but he still answered, "...It's possible."

Amuro Tooru lowered his head and chuckled silently, a bitter laugh that seemed to contain a hint of self-reproach.

He took a deep breath, raised his head again, and continued investigating the work at hand.

It was nearly midnight, and the only sounds in the room were the tapping of keyboards and soft breathing.

Just as the clock struck four zeros, Amuro Tooru's phone suddenly vibrated a few times, and an email message automatically appeared on the lock screen.

He glanced at it, his finger just touching the message. Because he seemed to catch a glimpse of his code name, he unlocked the app and clicked to check it out.

[Hmm, should I call you Bourbon from now on, or Mr. Amuro Tooru, or perhaps Public Security Officer Furuya Rei?]

The email was unsigned, but Amuro Tooru knew from the tone that it was sent to him by Bertrand.

Toru Amuro: "..."

He rubbed his temples, feeling a headache coming on.

It was no surprise that his identity would be exposed to Bertrand, since the now-controlled Behringer would not refuse to answer any of Bertrand's questions.

His biggest concern was what Bertrand would do once he knew his identity.

When Morofushi Kagemitsu noticed that he had a headache, he glanced at him and his gaze fell on the messages on his phone.

"......"

Noticing his gaze, Amuro Tooru met his eyes, then shook his head slightly, indicating that he shouldn't worry and that he had other ideas.

Morofushi Kagemitsu nodded in understanding.

Bertrand, who was having so much fun that he almost forgot to send a message to the story's email address, slowly put his phone away and then smiled as he reached out to take the cotton candy that Behringer handed him.

While eating, he asked, "How about we try the drop tower for our next attraction?"

"Great! This is so exciting!"

Behringer nodded repeatedly and pulled Bertrand towards the drop tower ride.

After finishing one activity, they would run off to play another, completely absorbed in their game as if they had forgotten what they were supposed to do.