Chapter 465 But at least he's gotten used to it.
Bertrand said "Oh," thought for a moment, and ran out of the room. "I need to take care of a little thing first."
He ran out for a while and then quickly returned, leaning on the armrest of the sofa. He asked Gin, "Aren't we going to have breakfast?"
Gin glanced at him, stood up, and said, "Let's go."
After breakfast, they left Baiyun Island with their meager luggage and encountered Kogoro Mouri and his group while boarding the ship.
Ai Haibara, wearing a hat, hid behind Chizuru, trembling.
Gin glanced at Bertrand, who was greeting them, and then looked away.
Bertrand simply greeted them and then moved away from them.
Watching their backs, Conan suddenly remembered that Bertrand wasn't wearing gloves when he snatched his Detective Boys badge last night!
If we can get his fingerprints, then he'll have some leverage over us!
Conan's heart started pounding with excitement, but he quickly calmed himself down.
After all, although Bertrand may look young, he is ultimately a member of a criminal organization, so he wouldn't make such a small mistake after knowing that he is Shinichi Kudo.
In fact...
Last night, Bertrand was so engrossed in his role that he forgot to wipe his fingerprints off. It was Qianzhu who wiped them off when she picked them up.
Upon returning to Beika City, Conan couldn't wait to go to Professor Agasa's house and ask him to help him examine the fingerprints on his Detective Boys badge.
“It’s useless. Even if you get his fingerprints, you won’t get any useful information from them,” Ai Haibara said calmly.
She wasn't trying to discourage us; she was just stating the facts.
"I know, I even know that his fingerprints might not be on it anymore, but I still have to try." Conan put his hands in his pockets.
Watching Professor Agasa operate the equipment, Ai Haibara remained silent.
When the ship arrived at the port, Bertrand and Gin got into the car that had come to pick them up.
Afra, who had been nowhere to be seen, suddenly appeared, wearing a red dress and carrying a cardboard box. After handing the box to Bertrand in the car, she closed the car door.
The car started moving, and Gin glanced at the box. "What's this?"
Bertrand laughed heartily and replied, "Yes, boss."
Gin: "..."
Given Bertrand's personality, if he says it's the head, then it really is the head.
...He shouldn't have asked.
Gin felt that spending time with this kid was more tiring than doing missions for more than ten days in a row.
"This is the little thing you said you wanted to resolve today?"
"Yeah, it's just a head, not a whole person, so it's a small matter."
Bertrand swings his leg, lifts the cardboard box that isn't taped up, and looks at Gin with a grin, "Want to take a look?"
Gin: "...No need."
"Okay~ I think this woman has a really beautiful face~"
Bertrand hummed merrily, "Too bad it's just a face~"
"Looks like I'll have to go out more often lately. I wonder if I can find any other materials that fit this head. I wish it were a whole piece."
Bertrand muttered to himself, and anyone who didn't know better would think he was collecting materials to make BJD dolls.
Hmm... but how can this not be considered an alternative form of BJD doll making?
Gin was somewhat speechless about this, but at least he had gotten used to it.
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