Chapter 582 I Can't Understand Korean
Okay, go to sleep, go to sleep~
He stroked his head, as if coaxing a child.
Behringer yawned again and again, then closed his eyes and actually fell asleep.
Bertrand, who caught his yawn, was also affected.
What Conan didn't expect was that they had traveled the same distance as Bertrand and his two companions on their way there, and were also on the same plane on their way back.
"..."
How can this not be described as amazing?
However, they parted ways as soon as they got off the plane.
After taking one last look at Behefinger who had left with Gin and the others, Conan responded to Ran Mouri's call and quickly followed.
Behind them, a black-haired man in a black tuxedo glanced at them, then stepped forward to catch up with Bertrand and his two companions who had already left the airport.
However, I just followed along.
After all, without the main characters present, the amount of emotional value that can be extracted is not very large.
After sending Qianzhu back to Qianye's residence and preparing a bunch of things for him, the pseudonyms left to go about their own business.
Safe House No. 39.
Behringer stuffed the several intact ice sculptures from his suitcase into the freezer compartment, then patted his hands and left with the now much lighter, empty suitcase.
As for Safe House No. 3, it was destroyed by setting fire to it and setting bombs long after the dolls moved some of their belongings there.
After Behffiner had traveled a considerable distance, X appeared behind him, floating in the air.
Reverting her disguised black hair back to blue, Behringer stared at him with half-moon eyes. "Don't you think you're drawing too much attention?"
X looked at him, seemingly puzzled.
His black hair was combed back, with only a few strands falling across his forehead. His eyes were long and narrow, revealing a cunning look. His crimson eyes gleamed with bloodlust, and his sharp, vertical pupils were a hallmark of most predators.
At this moment, the corners of his eyes were slightly upturned, containing a hint of doubt.
"Conspicuous?" His voice was low and slightly hoarse.
Behringer stared at him with dead fish eyes, pointing to various parts of his body, "Look at your dazzling gold earrings with rubies, look at your dazzling gold brooch, look at your dazzling ring, you're covered in sparkles and you still say you're not dazzling??"
Upon hearing this, X glanced down at himself, then looked up and said meticulously, "Not at all."
Behrfinger: ...
He reached out and grabbed the silver pendant around X's neck, which resembled a cross or a holy sword, and stroked his chin with curiosity. "Aren't vampires supposed to be afraid of these things? Why do you wear it around? And aren't vampires afraid of sunlight? How come you're in the sunlight?"
X chuckled softly, looking at him as if he were an idiot. "Of course, a vampire who is different from others wouldn't be afraid of these things."
Behrfinger shrugged. "Alright then, let's go to Doss Cafe first."
X slightly raised his chin, then transformed into a bat, shrunk to the size of a fist, and landed on Behringer's shoulder.
Behrfinger: "...Can't you walk by yourself?"
X ignored him and simply preened his wings.
As he left, Behringer muttered under his breath, "You never acted like this around the Godfather."
X yawned leisurely, found a comfortable angle, and looked like he couldn't understand what he was saying.
Since Dos Coffee opened, the number of customers has been increasing.
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