It's Reasonable to Have More Fake Identities in the Conan World, Right?

[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 935 [The Viewing Body] directly caused him to break down.

Chapter 935 [The Viewing Body] directly caused him to break down.

...

It was still night.

Behrfinger followed Xiao Ye around happily.

"Xiao Ye, where are we going this time?"

"Hmm... Let's go play!"

"Huh?" Behringer looked bewildered and glanced up at the dark sky, puzzled. "...Why would we go out to play at a time like this?"

"Because it's more exciting this way~" Xiao Ye said with a grin, hugging Behringer's arm. "Remember that horror movie we watched last time? I found a place that looks really similar, let's go experience it live~"

Bechfenger: "!!!"

He stopped abruptly, his eyes widened, and his hair stood on end in shock.

"Wait... isn't this a bad idea?"

He thought he was sneakily moving back, but Xiao Ye held his hand, so he couldn't retreat much.

"Huh? Beibei, are you scared?" Xiao Ye opened her eyes wide and stared at Beihefengge with a smile.

Behrfinger fiddled with her fingers, muttering nervously, "I'm...scared, I'm...a little scared...but it must be really dark there, right? Are you okay?"

Seeing the clear worry in his eyes, Xiao Ye paused for a moment, then patted his arm reassuringly, "It's okay~ because I brought a light."

Xiao Ye chuckled and pulled him along as they continued walking.

Behrfinger looked resistant, but his body still obediently followed his lead.

Arriving in front of the abandoned rehabilitation hospital that hadn't yet been demolished, Behffiner clicked his tongue and looked at Xiao Ye with a conflicted expression, "Do we really want to go in?"

"Of course, let's go!" Xiao Ye excitedly pulled Behringer inside.

If you ignore the surrounding environment, they look like they are holding hands and going on a picnic together.

The two of them wandered around inside.

"Okay, nothing special, not fun, let's go back." Xiao Ye shrugged and pulled Behefinger toward the door.

Behrfinger secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

When she reached the top of the stairs, Xiao Ye suddenly paused and glanced thoughtfully at the ground.

Behrfinger blinked in confusion. "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing~" Xiao Ye replied nonchalantly.

After walking some distance from the hospital, Behfinger, who was walking behind Xiao Ye, vaguely sensed something. He turned around and glanced back when something stabbed him on the neck. His eyes glazed over, and he collapsed unconscious.

Xiao Ye turned around in confusion and saw that the unconscious Behefinger seemed a little lost. After regaining her senses, she quickly squatted down next to him, helped him up, and held him in her arms.

"Beibei!"

He shouted in a panic, then looked at the woman who emerged from the darkness with a frightened expression.

The woman sneered, "They're just two kids, what's there to be careful about?"

After saying that, she stepped forward and knocked Xiao Ye unconscious.

Before fainting, Xiao also rolled her eyes.

Inner monologue: If we don't need to pay attention, why bother confusing us?

...

Behringer was woken up by Xiao Ye.

Before that, Xiao had used a knife hidden in his sleeve to cut the ropes binding his hands and feet, and had also wandered around the small room where they were being held.

Xiao also tore off the cloth covering Behfinger's eyes and gently patted his cheek to wake him up.

Behrfinger opened his eyes in a daze, looking completely bewildered.

She pinched his cheek to make sure he was awake, and then made a shushing gesture to him.

Behrfinger nodded.

Xiao Ye gently peeled the tape off his mouth and whispered, "Beibei, don't speak yet, listen to me."

Behrfinger blinked in response.

As Xiao Ye used a knife to cut the hemp rope binding Behefinger's hands and feet, she asked softly, "Bebe, you don't want to go back to that place, right?"

Behringer was taken aback, but instantly understood what he meant by that place, and he nodded.

"But, Beibei, that woman outside captured us just to get money and send us back..."

After cutting all the ropes, Xiao also hugged Behringer's neck, pressed her cheek against his, and whispered to him.

"We can't go back, right? So we have to escape from here... But that woman will definitely come back to get us..."

"Therefore, we must eliminate this potential threat..."

Xiao Ye knelt before Behringer, cupping his face in her hands and gazing intently into his eyes.

"Then, what should we do?" Behfinger's eyes flickered, and his voice trembled slightly.

Xiao Ye leaned forward slightly, forehead to forehead, bringing their eyes close together, and answered softly but clearly:

“Kill her, Bebe.”

Behrfinger's eyes widened, a look of panic flashing across her face. She tried to shake her head but couldn't move because of Xiao Ye's hand, and could only refuse softly, "No! I..."

"Beibei".

Xiao Ye exerted a little force, her light green pupils fixed on him, "You have to be obedient, you have to be a good boy, you have to listen to me!"

Perhaps out of fear, or perhaps out of fright, tears welled up in Behringer's eyes and slid down her cheeks like beads from a broken string.

Xiao Ye wiped away his tears with her hand, hugged him again, and gently patted his back.

"Don't be afraid, Beibei."

You can do it.

"I trust you completely."

You can't let me down.

Behfinger couldn't hold back his tears, and as Xiao Ye's voice gradually rose, he began to sob softly.

Xiao also covered his eyes with her hands and gently comforted him until he seemed to calm down. He then said again:

"Beibei".

"Go and kill her."

"Once we get rid of her, we can leave this place."

Xiao Ye said a few more words, then gently released him, stepped back a little, squatted in front of him, and quietly looked at him.

Behrfinger squatted in the corner, his face buried in his arms.

A moment later, Xiao Ye took out a dagger about twelve centimeters long, took Behffinger's hand and placed the dagger in his hand, then softly called out:

"Behrfinger".

The blue-haired boy slowly raised his head, his cheeks still bearing traces of tears, but his eyes were lifeless and empty, and his face was expressionless.

Xiao Ye smiled and took his hand to stand up.

Bechfenger mechanically followed his movements.

Xiao Ye gently opened the door, pointed at the woman's back, and gently pushed Behringer from behind.

"Go, Beibei."

Behrfinger walked over in silence, his gaze vacant.

The woman suddenly turned her head and was startled for a moment when she saw them. She subconsciously took out her gun, but suddenly her vision blurred and Behringer, who was still some distance away from her, suddenly flashed in front of her and used a dagger to knock the gun out of her hand.

His other hand swiftly gripped her neck, and the dagger, gleaming coldly in the light, was raised high and then quickly brought down.

As the dagger pierced her heart, Behffiner was still unconsciously murmuring.

"Kill her..."

"I'll...kill...you..."

*Pfft!*

As the dagger was withdrawn, bright red blood splattered instantly, covering Behfinger's face.

As the woman fell to the ground, he bent down and stabbed her in the chest several more times.

Xiao Ye strolled over leisurely with her hands behind her back, glanced at the somewhat pitiful woman, and hypocritically wiped the corner of her eye, "How pitiful~"

"..."

Compared to the silence just now.

The atmosphere in the theater became incredibly tense this time.

"Xiao Ye...you're really ruthless."

After a long silence, Morataya spoke softly.

If the previous scene made Behringer uncomfortable, then this scene directly caused him to break down.

At this point, no one knew what to say to comfort him.

All I can do is look at him with pity.

But the moment his gaze fell on Bertrand, it instantly changed, filled with condemnation and anger.

Unfortunately, the person in question completely ignored them, instead frowning slightly as they continued watching the big screen, their eyes filled with dissatisfaction.

No one expected to hear any kind words from him.

Sure enough, Bertrand's opening line was:

"I was still not very skilled back then."

"..."

It wasn't just the red team that remained silent.

Knowing how crazy he was, the Black Party was momentarily speechless.