Chapter 416 That Madman Even More Cold-Blooded Than Gin
Souta Uchida was already thinking of handing the gem over to Bertrand, but when he thought about how he had actually obtained it through Behringer, he hesitated.
Moreover... this gem is something he also wants to get his hands on.
With a crunch, Bertrand crushed the lemon candy, his eyelids half-closed. "Fine, I don't have the patience to wait for you guys to agonize over this. I'd rather just force you."
He stretched and yawned, then called out "Astie" in a sweet voice.
Behfinger slowly raised the dagger in his hand.
Conan and his friends thought he was planning to attack them, but actually—
He pressed the dagger against his carotid artery with a blank expression.
With force, it slashed directly into the flesh, and bright red blood immediately flowed out.
Four people: !!
"Three seconds—if you don't hand it over, I'll make Behringer die right in front of you!" Bertrand's expression suddenly became very excited, as if he really hoped they wouldn't hand it over within three seconds, so he could witness a forced life-or-death farewell scene.
"Tell him to stop! I'll give you the gem right now!"
Uchida Sōta's eyes widened, and he quickly took out the dark blue gem and tossed it to Bertrand.
Bertrand caught the flying gem, examined it for a moment, then happily placed it back in the wooden box before waving at them. "I don't think you'd dare lie to me. Okay, thanks for your kindness, I'm off now! Bye-bye!"
After saying that, he happily turned around and skipped away, behaving like a child who had received a gift.
He had just done something so horrific.
After he disappeared from sight, they quickly turned to look at Behringer, but he remained motionless in that position.
Ai Haibara clenched her fists and anxiously stared at his neck.
About three or four minutes later, Behfinger's eyes darkened, his face turned pale, and he loosened his grip on the dagger, letting it fall to the ground with a clatter.
He swayed and fell straight forward.
Several people rushed forward to help him up, but he instinctively reached out to support himself first.
Ai Haibara reached out and took his arm, her eyes filled with worry. "Behrfinger?"
Behfinger slowly sat down on the ground, his face pale, bewildered, and dazed.
He raised his hand and touched the wound on his neck. Looking at the bloodstains on his fingertips, he stared blankly, and then, without warning, tears streamed down his face.
As expected, all four of them were stunned for a moment, and when they looked at the young man who was clutching his neck and almost bent over like a shrimp, they couldn't help but feel worried.
"Behrfinger?"
"...I'm sorry..." The low voice trembled with suppressed sobs, "I'm sorry..."
"It's okay, it's not your fault."
It took them some time to comfort the blue-haired man who was curled up in a ball, feeling guilty.
Taking wound medicine and gauze from Heiji Hattori's bag, Ai Haibara quickly bandaged the wound on his neck. Then, she forcefully pulled his injured hand over and carefully removed the black cloth, causing her to gasp slightly.
Then, he muttered angrily to himself, "That madman who's even more cold-blooded than Gin!"
While applying the medicine, Behefinger subconsciously pulled his hand back. Ai Haibara's attitude immediately changed, and she gently comforted him, "Just bear with it for now, it'll be fine soon. You'll need to go to the clinic to have it re-bandaged after you leave here."
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