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 965 [Observation] Your hair color seems to be fading.

Chapter 965 [Observation] Your hair color seems to be fading.

After touring the entire laboratory, Xiao Ye returned to Karasuma Renya's place, seemingly lost in thought.

Then he stood by the bed and looked him over. He looked so old for his age. He stared at Karasuma Renya and slowly said, "By the way, your real age doesn't match your appearance at all."

Karasuma Renya's fingers paused slightly.

Xiao Ye continued, "Is it the effect of the drugs you were injected with?"

His pupils were clear, and what he said sounded like a question, but was actually a statement of fact.

Karasuma Renya wanted to curse the little fox under his breath.

However, since he had already made it clear, Karasuma Renya did not continue to hide it.

What's the point of hiding it? He can see right through it.

With a helpless sigh, he told him about his goal.

Xiao Ye huddled to the side, nodding enthusiastically and making "uh-huh" sounds, but his face showed a lack of interest as he clutched his fluffy bag.

This left Karasuma Renya unsure whether to continue, though his gaze lingered on Koya's fluffy bag for a moment.

The audience in the theater was shocked.

Unexpectedly, the Black Organization's Boss, who looked like a frail young man, was actually over a hundred years old.

If he had simply lived to this age, that would be considered a long life, but his appearance has remained unchanged since his youth...

It is obvious that his experimental base has conducted countless experiments.

The members of the Red Team also felt helpless, wondering why they couldn't remember this incident.

However, because of this rule, the Black Party members were not worried at all, and even calmly watched as their organization's secrets were exposed on the screen.

Although they were quite shocked inside...

...

Just as Karasuma Renya had imagined, the base had been bustling with activity every day since Koya arrived.

His researchers often came to him in tears to complain.

After comforting and coaxing the researcher who had been with him for decades, Karasuma Renya rubbed his temples and turned to look at the little boy sprawled on the single sofa that had been moved from next door, looking completely oblivious to him. For a moment, he felt a headache coming on.

It would be better to find someone to take care of him, otherwise his experimental base might really be destroyed.

Upon hearing this idea, Karasuma Renya suddenly realized that it was a really good idea!

So he immediately began screening the most suitable people.

Rum won't do, but Xiao also likes things that look good.

Vermouth? It won't work if she doesn't spend much time in Japan.

Gin? His appearance matches, his fighting ability matches, and his loyalty matches even more closely. Tentative choice.

Let's look at something else.

Ouch, my head hurts.

Karasuma Renya screened all the core members of Japan and found that only Gin met all the conditions he wanted.

Although he has never taken care of children before... wait, wasn't Shirley his child?

He pondered for a moment, then decided to give it a try.

If Gin really can't stand it anymore, then he can bring the person back.

After thinking it over for a moment, Karasuma Renya coughed lightly and looked at Koya, who was fiddling with something in his hands. "Koya, you're getting bored staying here all the time. How about I find you a guardian?"

"Guardian?" Xiao Ye didn't even look up, answering him in fluent Japanese, "What's that? Can you eat it?"

Karasuma Renya: "...Can't eat it."

He explained what a guardian meant.

Xiao Ye let out a long "oh".

Karasuma Renya remained expressionless. "I've already sent him over."

"Mmm." Xiao Ye remained expressionless, simply standing up with what she was holding, walking over to Karasuma Renya, sitting down next to him, poking his cheek, and smiling. "Smile!"

Karasuma Renya smiled.

A snap.

Xiao Ye's camera flashed briefly. He glanced down at it, nodded in satisfaction, and casually tossed the camera aside before glancing at Karasuma Renya.

"So when will the guardian you found for me arrive?"

"Almost done." Karasuma Renya replied, reaching out to pick up the camera that Koya had carelessly tossed aside. He glanced at the photos he had just taken, a faint smile unconsciously creeping onto his lips, before casually putting the camera into the cabinet drawer.

While waiting, Xiao Ye ate a bunch of grapes, a chocolate cake, and ran around the labs with a bottle of milk in her hand, almost causing the old members of the base to go to Karasuma Renya to complain again.

After a long and happy stroll, Xiao Ye returned home in high spirits. He had played for so long today, and by the time he got back to Karasuma Renya, he was already sleepy.

It was fun and I loved playing it; I'll definitely play it again next time.

Xiao Ye lay drowsily on the sofa, clutching his fluffy bag in his arms, stroking it absently with his hands.

Just as he was dozing off, he heard a knock on the door and Karasuma Renya's voice inviting him in.

Xiao Ye opened her closed eyes a crack again and glanced at the person who walked in.

Of course, he only glanced at the person before closing his eyes again, without even getting a clear look at their face.

In his dazed state, he heard Karasuma Renya introducing him to that person, and then calling his name again.

Xiao Ye struggled to open her eyes, her sleepy, lifeless eyes staring blankly at Gin, her gaze traveling upwards until it finally settled on his indifferent and handsome face.

He blinked, and his eyes quickly refocused, revealing a beautiful gleam.

"Huh?"

Karasuma Renya coughed lightly, his fist pressed against his lips. He glanced at the boy's expression and knew he was quite satisfied. So he said, "Kareya, from now on this person will be your guardian. His code name is Gin."

Xiao Ye nodded knowingly, a bright smile spreading across her face. "I understand!"

Then, as if suddenly remembering something, he turned to look at Karasuma Renya, his bright eyes wide with anticipation as he pointed at himself, "Do I have a code name?"

Karasuma Renya paused, thinking that Xiaoye seemed to really enjoy drinking various fruit juices and beverages these days, and after a moment's thought, gave him the code name "Petrus Beer".

Bertrand Cider is a type of cider. Although it's called cider, it tastes more like a beverage, and the packaging is usually very elegant, which suits Xiao Ye's image.

Xiao Ye nodded obediently, "Oh, Bertrand."

Karasuma Renya paused for a moment, coughed lightly, and then gave Gin a look.

Gin understood, turned his head to look at the young boy still curled up on the sofa, and said calmly, "Let's go."

Xiao Ye blinked, then blinked again, and then turned to look at Karasuma Renya, "Do you think I can come here anytime in the future?"

Karasuma Renya had guessed he would ask this, so he nodded helplessly, "You can come anytime."

Xiao Ye immediately beamed with joy, jumped up after putting on her shoes, and then reached out and grabbed Gin's sleeve.

Gin paused, then glanced down at him.

This kid is incredibly bold.

"Let's go, let's go!" Xiaoye pulled him and pushed open the door to leave, not even giving Karasuma Renya a second glance.

Karasuma Renya: "..."

After a moment's thought, Liu Qingyao came to a conclusion and spoke up: "So Bertrand brought the Dumb Mushroom back to do work for others, while he himself doesn't have to do any work."

Kawasaki Machi's face was full of complicated emotions. "Don't tell me, you really shouldn't tell me."

Liu Qingyao glared at Behringer with exasperation: "Gu, you need to be more careful."

"Huh?" Behringer looked up in confusion, a few crumbs still clinging to the corner of his mouth. "Snacks? I'm eating them."

Liu Qingyao: "...Okay, okay, it's alright now, you can eat it, you greedy mushroom."

Qianzhu couldn't suppress the corners of his mouth and a smile appeared on his face, but it looked so gentle that no one could tell he was actually laughing at the joke.

He wiped the crumbs from the corner of Behringer's mouth with a wet wipe and said softly, "Eat slowly."

Behrfinger chuckled and nodded.

In response, Bertrandini expressionlessly chewed the candy in his mouth.

As Xiaoye left the base with Gin, he looked at a black car parked by the roadside and pointed at it, saying, "Is this your car?"

"Hmm," Gin replied, seemingly without any temper.

Before he arrived, he had received instructions from his boss to try to go along with the little guy in everything.

Gin glanced at the little guy standing obediently beside him, opened the car door for him, and reminded him, "Remember to fasten your seatbelt."

"Huh? Oh." Xiao Ye was puzzled for a moment, then realized what was happening and fastened her seatbelt.

Yes, it's clear that if Gin hadn't reminded him, he probably wouldn't have even thought of it.

"You seem like a guardian but you're actually a bodyguard on the side." Liu Qingyao relentlessly complained, then looked at Gin with a sympathetic expression, like a good buddy, "Putting everything else aside, taking care of a child must be very hard on you."

Gin: "..."

Vodka's lips twitched.

If he hadn't remembered that his older brother had shot him a long time ago, he would have thought that Liu Qingyao and his older brother really had a brotherly relationship.

The car was driving on the road and it was very boring. Gin was also a taciturn person. Feeling very bored, Bertrand was drowsy again and fell asleep with his head against the car door a few moments later.

He slept soundly the whole way, and only woke up when Gin woke him up at their destination.

Bertrand yawned and prepared to get off the bus, but was bounced back halfway down the stairs.

"?" His sleepy eyes were filled with confusion.

Gin: "...You didn't unbuckle your seatbelt."

"Oh, oh." Bertrand was still half asleep and grabbed the seatbelt, trying to pull it off.

Gin: ?

He grabbed Bertrand's hand and unbuckled his seatbelt.

After getting out of the car and stretching, Bertrand was much more awake. He put his hands on his hips and looked at the house in front of him, which looked like a villa.

"This is where I'll be staying from now on. It looks pretty good~" Without waiting for Gin behind her, she skipped and hopped towards the door.

Gin got out of the car, locked the door, and strode after him.

This is a carefully selected safe house; the doors and windows have been specially treated. You can't enter unless you've registered your information here.

Bertrand didn't act rashly. He skipped and hopped to the front door and waited for Gin to come and open the door for him.

After opening the door, Bertrand peeked inside but didn't see anyone else.

Gin noticed his confusion but was too lazy to explain. He simply entered his code name information and gave him a spare key.

Bertrand happily stuffed it into his bag.

Following Gin's advice, he chose an unoccupied room that he liked, tidied it up, and then curled up in his own little nest. He then took out a mobile phone from his bag and dialed Behringer, whom he hadn't contacted for several days.

"Hello." The voice on the other end was somewhat indifferent.

But Bertrand didn't care at all, and instead called out sweetly in a drawn-out voice, "Bebe~~"

"Aww! Xiao Ye!" Behringer's voice instantly brightened, the difference between before and after was like the creation of the world, her voice full of undisguised affection, "Xiao Ye, I missed you so much~"

"Hehe, I missed you too. Do you have any missions today?" Bertrand lay on the bed, with some parts in front of him, some of which looked like butterfly wings.

“No,” Behrfinger replied happily.

As Bertrand stitched the butterfly together, she told him an address, "Really? That's great! Come find me!"

"Okay, okay! I'll go right now!"

After Behringer arrived, Bertrand had Gin register him as well, so that he could come and visit him anytime.

Upon seeing Bechfenger, Gin immediately understood.

No wonder the Boss gave that strange order.

Behringer really put on a cold act outside. He didn't say a word in front of Gin, but after returning to the room with Bertrand, he immediately became excited and rushed over to hug the little boy tightly.

"Aww! Little Ye!"

Bertrand chuckled and reached out to hug him, but in that instant, he vanished completely.

Everything was hidden by Bechfenger's cloak.

He struggled to pop his head out.

Behrfinger lowered his head, about to say something, but his gaze suddenly stopped on the top of his head.

He asked with some confusion, "Hey? Xiao Ye, why does your hair look lighter in color? Is it the lighting or just my imagination?"

"?" Bertrand blinked and touched his hair. "Really?"

He didn't look in the mirror much, so he didn't realize that there was any real change.

After releasing Behringer, Bertrand pulled out a mirror and looked at himself. Seeing that his blond hair had faded to a pale yellow, he blinked in confusion. "It really is! It really has faded. How strange! Why is that?"

He ruffled his hair, frowned as if deep in thought, then put the mirror back in its place, his face beaming with a smile, his earlier annoyance gone: "Never mind, let's play!"

Liu Qingyao frowned, her voice neither too loud nor too soft, loud enough for everyone to hear, "This is definitely not normal. Could it be related to his death?"

Bertrand glanced at him, then yawned nonchalantly. "Who knows?"

Everyone: "..."

Bertrand is quite used to staying in safe house number 3. After all, when he was in the United States, he always took Behringer to change residences, and they never stayed in one place for long.

After all, that's not their home.

Bertrand's routine remained unchanged: he went to bed early and woke up late, or went to bed late and woke up late. He would never get up early if he could stay in bed, and even if he did get up, he would find another place to continue sleeping.

After brunch, the little one lazily nestled on the sofa, surrounded by soft pillows, its limbs draped loosely over the pillows, looking rather comfortable.

He tilted his head to the side, squinted his eyes, and rested his head on the pillow, which immediately dented in the pillow. If he had a tail, it would definitely be wagging very leisurely.

The glamorous blonde woman opened the door to find herself in this leisurely and serene scene.

She raised an eyebrow slightly.