[Fake Identities + No CP + Pure Gray + Clones + Original Organization + Frail Buff + Doesn't follow original cases but follows the main plot]
A well-known piano composer from Blue Star...
Chapter 864 Could these people's target be its host?
A cheerful voice suddenly came from the bear, startling Amuro Tooru and the others beside him, who turned to look at the bear.
They exchanged a glance, both looking slightly puzzled.
"Little Bear's...name?"
Amuro Tooru's mind raced for a moment, then he gently pressed the little bear's eyes again.
"Hello~ I'm Little Bear. Do you know my owner's favorite number? That number is my name!"
The little bear gave a hint in a cheerful tone.
"eleven."
Almost a second after the little bear's voice fell, Amuro Tooru, Morofushi Hiromitsu, and Akai Shuichi all uttered a number in unison.
Conan was momentarily stunned, then chose to wait quietly to the side.
However, the bear did not react.
Everyone fell silent.
Conan thought for a moment and tentatively suggested, "Should we try pressing the bear's eyes again?"
Upon hearing this, Amuro Tooru pressed the button again.
The familiar "hello" rang out again, but the content was different.
"Hello~ I am my owner's favorite little bear. My name is Eleven. My owner left a message, which is in my heart."
In my heart?
Their gazes all fell on the bear's chest.
Amuro Tooru touched it and, sure enough, felt a hard object in the chest cavity. He pressed it, and a crackling sound of electricity immediately came from inside the little plush bear.
Then came Bechfenger's voice.
"Ahem, I think something bad is going to happen to me, so I'm recording this beforehand." His tone was full of hesitation, then he pitifully sobbed, "I'm so pitiful, I'm so young, and I have to leave my last words!"
The next second, his tone became serious.
"Okay, let's get down to business."
"I think by the time Zero gets Eleven and hears this recording, I should already be... dead."
“I understand Bertrand’s personality. I was one of the people he planned to work under him. In his eyes, my getting close to you and becoming friends with you is a betrayal. I am a ‘traitor’ in his eyes, which he will not allow. So I know he will not let me go. I also feel that I shouldn’t do this, but… you are all very good people, and I can’t bear to let you go.”
When he finished speaking, his voice choked up, and everyone could almost imagine tears welling up in his eyes.
After a few seconds of silence in the recording, Behringer's voice continued, his tone becoming relaxed and cheerful, and he even chuckled twice.
"I will never break a promise I made, how could I possibly die in an explosion? Of course, I also said before that I wouldn't leave Zero alone... and I certainly kept that promise!"
"Hehe, you guys are really lucky to know me, hahaha!"
Hearing this, everyone knew that although he sounded like he was laughing, he was probably crying while recording the audio.
That crybaby was so cute it brought tears to my eyes.
“I bet you’ll all feel guilty after I die, but you’re not allowed to blame yourselves, okay? After all, it was my own choice. And more than dying directly… I’m afraid of being controlled by Bertrand to do bad things.”
He even seemed a little smug when he said that.
"Okay, that's all. That's all, really."
"Okay, I was just kidding. There's one last thing!"
"I'm so happy to have met you all! (Very loudly)"
As the last sentence fell, a soft click sounded, officially ending the recording.
Everyone remained silent, their thoughts unreadable.
All this guy, Behfinger, is thinking about is comforting them even after he dies. What else can they say?
Amuro Tooru looked down at the teddy bear in his hand, then put it away after a moment, his expression calm, making it impossible to tell what he was thinking.
Even his childhood friend, Zhu Fujingguang, couldn't quite figure him out.
"Go back now, and come see him again next time."
Amuro Tooru left a message and then turned and left the cemetery.
Morobuchi Kagemitsu followed without saying a word.
Conan and Shuichi Akai exchanged a glance and then left as well.
......
Krya Villa.
The boy sat back on the sofa covered with a plush blanket, holding a cup of hot coffee in his hand, while Dawn's voice reported in his ear.
He tapped his coffee cup lightly with his fingertips, his gaze calm.
After a long silence, he slowly spoke: "Dawn, let's start taking action on 01 now."
[OK. ]
As soon as Dawn finished speaking, 01, who was dormant in the system space, suddenly disappeared.
It opened its eyes in a daze and found itself in a very unfamiliar place.
This is a magnificent palace, surrounded by many people.
01 blinked her eyes in complete bewilderment, staring at the figure on the high seat. The other person wore a white and gold robe, had ink-black hair, and golden pupils filled with indifference.
For some reason, 01 felt that this place was somewhat familiar to him.
It turned and looked around. On both sides of the hall stood rows of men and women, also dressed in white and gold robes, though they looked slightly more plain than the one on the high seat.
"01, you've finally decided to come back?"
The man on the high seat seemed to be looking at it, his voice deep and his words filled with boundless authority.
01 looked completely bewildered. "What? What are you talking about? I don't understand."
The other party simply stared at it quietly, without any change in expression.
However, a woman in a black and gold robe, who was standing on the left and closest to the other party, stepped forward and looked at 01 with a very indifferent expression.
"Have you forgotten your own identity after spending so much time with that person?"
01 Full of questions: ? ? ?
Seeing that it did not answer, another man stepped forward, his tone equally calm and without any ripples, "How long do you intend to stay by the side of that heinous human?"
"A heinous...human being???" 01 was even more confused.
Then, realizing what was happening, it became extremely dissatisfied and glared at them fiercely. "Who are you? What gives you the right to say that my host is utterly wicked?! My host is the gentlest person, okay?! You're the bad guys, how dare you speak ill of my host!"
The man was taken aback by his words and silently returned to his seat.
Only the woman in the black and gold robe remained, confronting 01.
“You’ve really been brainwashed by him,” she said, frowning.
01 rolled her eyes without any politeness, "If I believed what you guys said, then I would be the one who has been brainwashed."
They came in and immediately started badmouthing their host, babbling a bunch of things it couldn't understand. Compared to them, they're the bad guys, okay?!
01 became even more wary of the group of people.
Could these villains be targeting its dear, gentle host?
No! It will not allow them to harm its host!