Chapter 93 Go Provoke Her

He stared at the baby face in front of him, his mind going blank as if hit by a giant wave.

Could it be... that this boy in front of me is also a member of that organization?!

Looking at Conan, who had contributed a huge amount of emotional points to him, Bertrand laughed even more happily and pressed the tracker onto Conan's forehead.

"Hey kid, what you're doing is wrong. Look how dangerous this is, right? And there aren't any adults with you."

He glanced behind Conan, then patted him on the head. "Well, since you're already here, why don't you play with me for a bit?"

What?

Conan, who had just removed the tracker, opened his eyes wide, but before he could understand what Bertrand's words meant, he felt a pain in the back of his neck and then fainted.

Bertrand picked up the corgi and then happily returned to his safe house.

When Conan woke up, he found himself in a dimly lit room.

Before I could even look around, a head suddenly leaned close beside me.

"You're awake?" The silver-haired boy's green eyes sparkled.

“You…” Conan moved slightly, only to find himself tied to a chair.

Conan: ...

"Wait a minute~" Bertrand patted his head gently, then pulled something over from the side.

Conan looked closely.

"!!! Ms. Akemi Miyano!"

Akemi Miyano was placed in a sealed glass box filled with an unknown liquid by Bertrand.

A light was installed at the bottom of the glass case, and the bright white light made her skin look even paler.

No matter how you look at it, it's clear she is indeed dead.

"Hey, the person you're looking for is here~ except now they're just a lifeless corpse~"

Bertrand lay on the glass box, the bright light highlighting his pale complexion.

Conan stared wide-eyed at the scene, his mind going blank for a moment.

Bertrand stood up with a smug look on his face and pushed Miyano Akemi's body away.

Then they brought over a human skeleton strung together with silver thread and placed it in front of Conan.

"Look, this is the first skeleton I made when I was eight years old! It's not perfect, but it's very meaningful!" Bertrand said, waving the skeleton's hands excitedly as he introduced it.

Seeing Conan's blank expression, Bertrand stopped what he was doing and pouted in dissatisfaction, "Why is this so boring?"

Pushing the skeleton aside, Bertrand squatted down in front of Conan, resting her chin on her hands and gazing at him expectantly.

After looking at him for two seconds, Bertrand sighed, then knocked him unconscious and sent him back.

There's no other way; if we don't release them soon, someone will start harassing the main body.

After throwing Conan back outside the abandoned warehouse, Bertrand clapped his hands and headed to the safe house where Gin and the others were.

Looking at the silver-haired man lying on the sofa, Bertrand leaned closer and asked, "Qin-chan, if Sherry knew her sister was dead, would she rebel or even defect from the organization?"

Gin opened his eyes, his dark green pupils flashing with chilling killing intent. "Heh, the organization never keeps traitors."

Bertrand looked at him for a few seconds.

Inner monologue: Do you want to hear what you're saying? There's a bunch of diluted alcohol and mixed drinks in the organization.

"Koto-chan, I want to go see!"

"What are you looking at?" Gin glanced at him.

"Shirley, she'll find out sooner or later anyway, so I want to give her a little nudge, hehe."