Chapter 649 This guy is really amazing!
Okazaki Naganobu looked aggrieved, "How could I possibly kill him? How could I let you be burdened with gossip like 'your boyfriend is a murderer'? You don't even believe me anymore, Mie~"
"Stop talking nonsense!" Okada Sumie blushed, but still stubbornly retorted.
Kawabata Megumi, standing next to her, looked disgusted but couldn't suppress the corners of her mouth turning up. "Tsk tsk tsk, so sweet! It's definitely more interesting to watch other people fall in love."
No sooner had she finished speaking than her own brother pinched her cheek. "You little devil! No wonder you've been making me draw romance comics lately. Don't you even realize your brother has never been in a relationship? How am I supposed to write them?!"
Kawabata Megumi let out a few howls, her gaze constantly shifting between Okazaki and the other man. "I didn't ask you to find someone on your own! There are already plenty of potential matches here! If you were to find me a sister-in-law, I'd genuinely care for my own sister-in-law!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Kawabata Nagi delivered a spinning kick to his head.
Sonoko Suzuki watched from the side, clicking her tongue repeatedly, "They really are very harmonious."
Shinnosuke Furuya: Yes, it's a true joint tomb.
Thanks to the police's help, they left the villa safely, and barring any unforeseen circumstances, they will not return a second time.
Villa: You really think I wanted this? Huh?
A few days later, this happened.
Kogoro Mouri was fortunate enough to receive an invitation from Yoko Okino to participate in her food livestream.
Then I met a TV presenter, Rena Mizunashi.
At Yoko Okino's suggestion, Kogoro Mouri agreed to Rena Mizunashi's request—to investigate why someone would ring her doorbell every Saturday morning, but when he opened the door, no one was there.
This case is actually quite simple.
The 'culprit' is actually a child who thinks that Rena Mizunashi didn't appear in the 7 a.m. live stream because she overslept, so he rings the doorbell to wake her up every Saturday morning at 6:30 a.m.
After resolving the matter, they left, but...
Conan forgot to retrieve the transmitter he had stuck to the wall with chewing gum in order to find the culprit behind the doorbell prank.
When he turned around and ran back to get it, he found that the transmitter was starting to move.
Meanwhile, at safe house number 39.
Bertrand got up with a yawn, washed up, and left the room, only to find that Gin and the others were gone.
He looked at the empty living room, habitually went to the kitchen to get the breakfast that was kept warm in the microwave, and was just about to eat when he received a call from an old man.
After stuffing half a shumai into his mouth, Bertrand answered the phone, mumbling, "What are you doing?"
There was a slight silence on the other end before he told him the purpose of the call, "Gin and the others have gone to deal with Tsuchimon Koki. Do you want to go and see them?"
"Tumen Kanghui? That sounds familiar." After finishing a shumai, Bertrand thought for a moment, "Oh~ I see. I'll go clean up after Qin-chan and the others later~"
Karasuma Renya remained silent for a moment, then burst out laughing.
It's quite interesting to hear for the first time that someone is going to clean up Gin's mess.
"Okay, then you can go after you finish eating. You still have plenty of time."
His voice softened, filled with deep affection.
After the child on the other end of the phone hung up, Karasuma Renya chuckled and turned to look at the photo frame on the bedside table.
He himself never expected that the child he picked up at random would now be the subject of his deepest concern.
After finishing his meal, Bertrand leisurely called over Afra and asked her to take him to the underground parking lot where Gin and the others were.
When he arrived, Rena Mizunashi, Chianti, and Cohen had not yet arrived, so he simply knocked on the window and gave the people inside an innocent and harmless smile.
Gin: "..."
He rolled down the car window and stared coldly at Bertrand. "Why are you here?"
With his hands on his hips and a self-righteous expression, Bertrand said, "Don't have any objections, the old man sent me!"
Then he lunged straight into the open window, practically sticking half his body and head inside. "Enough talk, if you don't open the door, I'm coming in through the window!"
A certain Bei: Children shouldn't imitate this, or they'll easily get scolded by their parents.
Amidst the silent gazes of the three people inside the car, Bertrand climbed onto the passenger seat after a few quick tugs of his leg.
Gin: "..."
He gritted his teeth slightly. "Get to the back."
"Okay~" Bertrand sat on his lap, giggling without showing any fear or embarrassment. He even reached out to Vermouth for a hug when he leaned back in the seat.
Vermouth immediately smiled and pulled him to the back seat.
Vodka, still acting as the driver, couldn't help but shrink back, feeling a chill run down his spine at the current atmosphere.
Bertrand was half-nestled in Vermouth's arms, bored out of his mind, he took out his phone and glanced at it, it was almost ten o'clock.
"Oh dear, when did you two arrange to meet with Kiel?"
Vermouth stroked his soft cheek, smiled, and replied, "Ten o'clock, but I didn't expect my sweetheart to get up so early today."
"It's because I went to bed early last night~" Bertrand raised an eyebrow, replying with a smug look, "But now's not the time to talk about this, Kiel's going to be late~"
"We'll see what excuse she gives us then." Gin chuckled and began toying with his Beretta gun.
Bertrand's lips curled slightly.
He did brainwash Kiel and several other undercover agents, but it was less about brainwashing and more about implanting chips in their brains.
He can control them at any time, and he can also keep them thinking for themselves. He can destroy their memories, or he can implant memories that they didn't originally have.
They will not know that they are being controlled, nor will they remember what they did while being controlled.
Bertrand sighed inwardly, "I'm really amazing, I can even make something this awesome!"
Some time passed after 10 o'clock before Kiel finally arrived.
Vodka moved the vehicles to keep them in the same row of parking spaces.
Bertrand yawned, shifted his position, and rested his head on Vermouth's lap.
The car window rolled down, and Gin glanced at Kiel, a cigarette dangling from his lips. He spoke in a low voice, "What's wrong? Didn't we agree to meet at ten?"
"I'm very sorry, I noticed a strange car following me, so I took a slightly longer route."
Upon hearing Kiel's reasoning, Bertrand raised an eyebrow slightly.
Judy has already been captured and locked up in Seeker's laboratory, so who is following her now?
She shouldn't have realized that it was Professor Agasa and his group following her.
Could it be another FBI member?
However, the other FBI members don't know Conan, so there shouldn't be any other problems later on.
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