Chapter 659 Left on the curb
After the ambulance left, they followed it away.
What Conan didn't notice was that no sooner had they left than several young men dressed in black walked away in the opposite direction.
They wore hoodies, which slightly obscured their faces, but it was still possible to see that they were all wearing animal masks.
Later, Conan received news from Kawasaki Maru that members of Death had appeared at the piano performance that day, but it was unclear what they had done or whether they had done anything at all.
However, these facts are difficult to verify because the performer who fulfilled his wish did not survive that night and has passed away.
Later, Kawasaki Maru told him again that Death's members did seem to have a mission, which was why they were present at the scene, but for some reason, they were no match for him and did not continue.
Unfortunately, even when they tried to track them down, they still couldn't find their route.
That's true, though. How could such a large organization have grown to this extent if we weren't vigilant?
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Sitting cross-legged on the sofa, Conan rested his chin on his hand, pondering matters concerning those organizations.
He was suddenly struck by a cry of pain and looked up to see Hondo Eisuke, who had appeared there at some point, clutching his head with both hands, apparently burned by hot coffee that Ran Mouri had accidentally spilled.
Conan stared at this guy with his crescent-shaped eyes, wondering if he was good at hiding his presence or simply didn't want to attract attention.
Hondo Eisuke came to help Kogoro Mouri, but he accidentally hung up on the phone, making the whole day very boring.
As dusk approached, they suddenly started talking about a topic and mentioned a singer who had become very popular after debuting last year, Raku Sakata.
The information they received on the surface was that the singer was in a recharging period, but suddenly a child's voice interrupted their conversation.
"That older brother was murdered."
They were momentarily stunned, then turned to look at the doorway, where a middle-aged man wearing glasses appeared with a little boy.
The little boy looked at them and continued, "I saw him being thrown off the bridge."
The case that was accidentally disconnected during the day has reappeared.
Specifically, the case involved a young boy who, while crossing a bridge with his father, witnessed Bantan Locke being stuffed into a large sack and thrown into the river.
Perhaps because he was just a child, Kogoro Mouri didn't seem to completely believe what he said.
But at that moment, Hondo Eisuke suddenly came up to the little boy, cupped his cheek in one hand, and asked him if what he was saying was true.
This scene suddenly reminded Conan of the last time he was asked by Rena Mizunashi in the same way if he was being followed, when he was looking at the transmitter and listening device stuck to the bottom of her shoe.
Kogoro Mouri turned on the TV and, by sheer coincidence, saw a news report about a male corpse found in a river, and that male corpse was none other than Rakuten Sakata.
Mouri Kogoro: "..."
He just said it was impossible, and now it's being reported on TV.
What about the reputation of the famous detective Kogoro Mouri?!
Throughout the entire case, Conan noticed that Hondo Eisuke was always intentionally or unintentionally steer the conversation toward Mizunashi Rena, and that at times during the case, his actions were completely inconsistent with his seemingly naive demeanor.
Conan immediately became even more wary of him.
Hmm... maybe this is what a battle of wits and courage between the red teams is all about.
In the darkness, a black Porsche was driving on the road.
There were blue lights flashing on the back seat of the car.
Bertrand yawned and relaxed in his chair.
They are currently on their way to Beihu Hospital.
Because at this moment, Rena Mizunashi is in this hospital.
"Tsk tsk, I never expected that the guy who was so ruthless back then, almost biting off the enemy's wrist with his teeth, was actually an undercover agent~ If I hadn't found out, do you think she would have turned around and bitten us back hard? And she might have bitten our necks~"
He spoke casually, as if he were talking about something trivial.
Gin remained silent, a lit cigarette dangling from his lips. After exhaling the smoke, he slowly spoke, "Regardless of what happened before, now, as you said, we should use people to their fullest extent before dealing with them."
Bertrand smiled slightly and stroked the shimmering butterfly on his fingertip.
The car stopped at Beihu Hospital, and only Bertrand got out. He looked up at the hospital building, stretched, and then walked inside.
He leisurely walked into the ward where Rena Mizunashi was, stood beside the bed and looked her over a few times, nodding as if somewhat satisfied.
"Hmm~ Sister Gil is really pretty. After this is all over, I'll try my best to let you die in a beautiful way. After all, you signed the promise agreement, so your body will be mine after you die~"
He chuckled and then slipped a dark butterfly under her pillow.
Before leaving, he gently touched the well-bandaged wound on Rena Mizunashi's forehead.
Bertrand closed the door gently, and the sound of his footsteps as he left was particularly noticeable in the quiet corridor.
He got back into the car, closed the door, and then Vodka started the engine.
"Koto-chan~ I think there's going to be a big show soon." Bertrand rested her chin on her hand and smiled expectantly.
"How so?" Gin casually extinguished his cigarette, glanced at Bertrand through the rearview mirror, and spoke in a flat tone, almost devoid of any emotion.
Bertrand chuckled. "The FBI has been keeping an eye on Kiel all along; it's impossible for them not to have something going on."
Gin was silent for a moment before speaking again: "No, I'm asking what you're planning to do this time."
"Huh?" Bertrand paused for a moment as he pulled Gin's long hair to his side, then continued playing with it. "What can I do? Of course, I'll just hide behind and watch the show~"
"Hmph, but if it requires a hand, I wouldn't mind stepping in as a temporary actor in this grand spectacle~"
He sounded very excited, and his hands didn't stop moving as he kept pulling on that strand of silver hair and braiding it into a thin braid.
Gin clicked his tongue lightly and then untied the little braid.
Bertrand stared at his hands as he untied his braids for a few seconds, then continued braiding.
"..."
If Bertrand hadn't complained to Karasuma Renya, Gin might have just dumped him on the curb.
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