Chapter 228 Qin-chan, you're injured!
Gin glanced at the pervert, then pointed the gun at Sherry's head. Just as he was about to pull the trigger, a tranquilizer dart struck his shoulder.
While they were distracted, Conan, who was hiding behind the door, immediately used his voice changer to make Sherry leave through the chimney.
Bertrand glanced at Shirley who had fallen, his face remained calm for a moment, then his expression turned into a smile that was both radiant and maniacal.
He walked step by step toward the door, took out a spiked club from his bag, and his childish voice was filled with wicked excitement, "Oh my god~ a little mouse actually came to play hide-and-seek with me~"
Conan: !!!
That madman was there too!!
"Hehe~ You didn't know, did you? You told her to leave through the chimney~ but actually~ there's someone waiting for her there~"
The excited little madman swung his spiked club and smashed it against the door.
Gin, who had shot himself in the arm to keep himself from falling asleep, stared coldly at the doorway.
Upon hearing Bertrand's words, Conan's pupils dilated, and he inwardly knew something was wrong. He then quickly left the area.
After glancing at the Corgi that had disappeared into the distance, Bertrand tapped the wall next to him with his spiked club, a hint of mischief on his baby face.
He stuffed the spiked club back into his bag, then ran excitedly back to Gin's side, staring at his injured arm and even poking it. "Wow~ Gin-chan~~ You're injured~~"
Gin: "..."
"Stop talking nonsense and go take care of Sherry and Piske."
"oh."
Bertrand followed them off the roof with his hands behind his back.
Inside the wine cellar.
Shirley, who had fallen from the chimney into the fireplace, saw a pair of shoes in front of her, her pupils contracted slightly, and then she gave a silent, bitter smile.
As expected, she had no way to escape this organization...
Asti, now 'controlled,' bent down and pulled her out of the fireplace, one hand gripping her neck, the other gently touching her face, his voice strange, "Such a perfect face, like a product meticulously designed and adorned by the Creator..."
Shirley squinted, her eyes barely visible, and could only vaguely make out that the person in front of her was enveloped in darkness.
Immediately, she felt a sharp pain throughout her body.
She's about to turn back into a child!
Bechfenger: !
Oh no, this isn't good! Hang in there, Shiho Miyano!
But it's not like she can just hold on because she wants to!
Not long after, Sherry turned back into a child, and at that moment, Piske appeared.
Asti, holding a bottle of Ai Haibara's drink, turned to look at them, her tone indifferent, "You're really late. It took you so long for such a small thing."
“Aste?” Piske frowned. “What are you doing here?”
Asti sneered, "Instead of worrying about why I'm here, you should think about why you're going to die later."
While the two were facing off, Conan was secretly looking for an opportunity to rescue Ai Haibara from Asti.
"Ah, here comes another little devil, Piske."
Asti's strange tone contained a hint of amusement, as if watching a show.
What?
The idea popped into Pisco's and Conan's minds at the same time.
Pisco turned to look behind him, raised his gun, and began searching the cellar.
This couldn't go on, so Conan turned on his voice changer to confuse the situation.
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