Chapter 597 Waiting for her quietly
The worst possibility she could think of was that he already knew their true identities and hadn't harmed them because he found it amusing, secretly using them as test subjects for drugs.
Once he's tired of them, or they've lost their experimental value, he might eliminate them all, along with anyone connected to them...
Vermouth didn't care what would happen to Sherry; she was only worried about whether Conan's identity had been exposed.
She was deep in thought, her fingertips twitching slightly with worry.
No, she had to find a time to warn Conan to stop loitering around in front of Bertrand.
Taking the map from Seeker, Bertrand lowered his head and stared at the somewhat complicated route, using this to conceal the slight mockery in his light green eyes.
You can't have your cake and eat it too.
My dear sister~
The silver-haired boy stroked his chin thoughtfully for a moment, then gestured with his fingers, "This way? That way? Or the other side?"
Sekter chuckled, pointed to a road on the map, then raised his hand and pointed to the right, "It's over there."
"Oh, I get it! Let's go now! We can't let those kids ahead of us get there first!"
Bertrand seemed to suddenly realize something, but in reality, he had no idea what the map was about. He grabbed Seeker's clothes and followed him slowly into the cave as if he were shopping in a mall, and then he didn't forget to turn around and call out to Vermouth.
"Okay, coming!"
One last glance at the footprints that were clearly those of children, Vermouth secretly hoped that they were just the footprints of ordinary, unrelated children.
Before entering the cave, the entrance, which looked like a hole dug out from a pile of maps, wasn't very big. But once inside the passage, it was surprisingly spacious, and even a slightly loud voice could create an echo.
Although it was dark inside, it was not damp. Along the roadside, which was covered by earthen walls, there were withered weeds and the shriveled corpses of snakes, insects, and rodents.
Unlike the Junior Detective League's impromptu treasure hunt, Bertrand and his friends were well-prepared.
Shining the flashlight upwards, they instantly saw... a dense swarm of bats with bright eyes staring intently at them.
Startled by the beam of light, the bats flapped their wings frantically. Secott immediately picked up Bertrand and ran forward.
As soon as Vermouth escaped the bat encirclement, Sext had no idea where he had run off to with the stolen Bertrand.
Vermouth: "..."
Her lips twitched as she looked at the two paths in front of her. Recalling the right path that Seker had pointed to earlier, she was about to step into the right passage when her flashlight inadvertently shone on the left passage.
There were human footprints on the ground there.
The soil here is quite hard, so a child of average weight won't leave footprints.
However, it seems that only they and the group of kids who arrived a little earlier and were suspected to be Conan and his friends entered this place.
Vermouth stared at the barely visible footprints, stood there for a while, and then decided to head to the left passage to check the situation.
If it really is Conan, then she can take this opportunity to remind him; if not, she can feel more at ease.
As Vermouth walked into the left passage, she was unaware that not far down the right passage, two people, one tall and one short, were quietly waiting for her.
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