Chapter 579 is almost the same.
"Okay, then you should get some rest. It might be a little difficult, but I still hope you can take good care of yourself."
Behffiner remained silent until they left, without giving a reply or even nodding.
Because he can't do it.
Not as Behringer, but as Rong Qian.
Back on their hotel floor, Kawasaki Maru looked at Conan, then expertly lifted him up and led him into her room.
Conan: "..."
Inside the room, a small, pink-haired boy was lying on the bed, holding a phone and operating something. Hearing the door open and close, he immediately said, "Brother, come quick! I can't handle this!"
"Okay." Kawasaki Maru replied, then put Conan down and walked over to take the phone from the pink-haired girl's hand.
"Hey? Conan, what are you doing here?" He saw Conan as soon as he got up and was so surprised that he leaned back.
Conan shrugged, walked over to Kawasaki Maru who was already sitting on the edge of the bed, and peered at the phone in his hand.
After seeing the contents, his eyes widened slightly. "This is...?"
“This is the watch that Brother Behefinger is wearing. We’re trying to crack it.” Makoto moved next to Kawasaki Maru, glanced at Conan, and nodded affirmatively, completing what he hadn’t said aloud.
Conan thought for a moment and then connected it to the medicine that Kawasaki Maru had specially delivered to Behringer.
He touched it, and said with difficulty, "Behrfinger, he..."
While operating her phone, Kawasaki Maru replied coldly, "He wasn't being controlled today. He was probably pretending to be controlled to avoid arousing suspicion from another person, and also to prevent others from being targeted."
“Petrus’s good relationships with people outside the organization, even the police, would not raise suspicion, but it’s different with Behfinger. If he can gain trust, then he cannot be controlled.”
Conan nodded, his gaze fixed on the screen on his phone, a hint of expectation mixed with heaviness and heartache in his eyes. "Indeed, I just feel that it's too much pressure for him to bear everything alone."
Kawasaki Maru did not answer, focusing on operating her phone.
Kawasaki Machi, however, pursed his lips and said, "The pressure must be immense, because this is no small matter to begin with."
After he finished speaking, the room fell silent.
On the phone, the hacking progress was currently only 19%. When it reached 20%, the interface suddenly turned red and a red exclamation mark appeared.
Conan's heart sank upon seeing this.
Kawasaki Maru also quickly exited the hack and then destroyed all the data on the entire phone.
Looking at the blank screen of the phone, the room seemed even quieter.
"No, it's very difficult to crack. Perhaps only the watchmaker himself could solve it."
Putting her phone away, Kawasaki Masuru shook her head.
Although Conan was somewhat disappointed, it was largely within his expectations.
Being able to create high-tech weapons like various mechanical butterflies, Bertrand's ability in crafting such items is clearly exceptional. Moreover, despite his young appearance, he is as vigilant as Gin.
Perhaps Professor Agasa can crack it to a certain extent, but what if that little madman adds all sorts of programs to the watch?
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