Chapter 661 A Man Like a Corpse
He slammed on the brakes, and as he listened to the busy tone on his phone, a flicker of disbelief crossed his dark green eyes. "What?"
Conan, sitting in the passenger seat, also had a vague sense of foreboding. His eyelids twitched slightly, and he quickly asked, "What happened!?"
Shuichi Akai frowned, restarted the car, and dialed James's number on his cell phone.
"Our plan was only half successful. Cameron told me that things had gone well, and then suddenly there was an explosion."
He spoke to Conan in a deep voice, and after the call was connected, he said in a slightly faster tone, "There must be a butterfly bomb planted by that guy Bertrand in the hospital. Either evacuate everyone from the hospital, or find all those bombs. Knowing Bertrand's personality, he will definitely detonate them!"
Conan's pupils contracted rapidly.
Bertrand!
His eyelids twitched suddenly, and an ominous premonition grew stronger. "If that's the case, doesn't that mean Bertrand might know all about our plans?"
“That’s possible.” Shuichi Akai’s gaze also turned serious.
"Now we can only hope that Kiel hasn't been suspected." Although that possibility is actually quite slim.
The atmosphere grew increasingly heavy; they felt as if Bertrand was an insurmountable mountain pressing down on them.
Bertrand glanced at Kiel through the rearview mirror, a hint of amusement in his eyes. "Why can't we target that hospital?"
As expected of one of the basic skills of an undercover agent, Kiel did not show any abnormality on his face. "After all, I am still a little unhappy about having to target the medical staff who take good care of me."
"Oh? Is that so?" Bertrand's voice trailed off slightly. "But I won't feel bad about it. Otherwise, I'll help you get rid of that hospital."
After saying that, he chuckled softly twice, swinging the monitor in his hand.
Kiel's eyelids twitched slightly beneath the brim of his hat, then he squinted.
Could it be that they've noticed?
"Well, even if we don't touch that hospital, Shuichi Akai just let you return to the organization like that. Is there some kind of conspiracy behind this?"
Bertrand clicked his tongue again, and from his tone he seemed genuinely curious, "But whatever the conspiracy, it can't possibly succeed... right?"
Bertrand's lips curled into a wicked smile as he spoke in a low voice.
...
On the other side, Asti looked at Kawasaki Maru in front of him, shrugged helplessly, and then took out a deck of cards from his pocket. "Come on, since we're so bored, let's play Turtle Draw."
Kawasaki Maru: "..."
Are you serious about playing a game of cat and mouse with yourself?
He reached out and took the half of the playing cards Asti handed him.
Just then, Asti's phone, which was lying to the side, beeped twice. He picked it up and answered, and Bertrand's voice came through.
"Aste, how's it going on your end?"
“Very good, the monitored target shows no abnormalities for the time being.” Asti answered seriously, building a tower with playing cards in one hand.
"Okay, keep an eye on it." Bertrand knew what they were doing, so he just said a few words to make it seem like he was there and hung up.
Kawasaki Machi brought over a cake and a drink, a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth, and then placed it next to Asti.
Asti: What a tedious, boring, and mundane surveillance mission!
After hanging up the phone, Bertrand looked at Gin, who had entrusted the task of killing Shuichi Akai to Kir, not far away, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.
Yay, the show is about to begin.
He strode over, smiling at the somewhat flustered Gil, "Gil-neechan, you can definitely do it, right? It's just Akai Shuichi~"
When Kiel saw Bertrand, her heart skipped a beat. She took a breath and had no choice but to accept the task of clearing her name.
In front of Gin and Bertrand, she called Shuichi Akai to arrange a meeting, sending him the time and location via text message.
...
Seven o'clock in the evening, Yeshan Road.
Bertrand and the others were far from where Shuichi Akai and Kir met, but through the camera attached to her, they could clearly see Shuichi Akai.
And then, without hesitation, Kiel fired a shot at him.
Bertrand's lips curled slightly, and he suddenly spoke softly, "Kier, kill him."
Kir, who was already holding a gun to Shuichi Akai, suddenly had a slight pause in his pupils, and the next second he became extremely cold.
She gripped the gun with both hands, pointed the muzzle at Shuichi Akai's heart, and then pulled the trigger.
Sensing something was wrong, Shuichi Akai suddenly dodged to the side, but Kir pointed his gun at him again and fired several shots.
Seeing Shuichi Akai leaning against the car, Kir stepped forward and pointed the gun at his head.
Now that he knew Kir was acting strangely, Shuichi Akai naturally wouldn't do what he had planned.
Fortunately, there is a backup plan.
Gunshots rang out, and blood splattered.
After watching Shuichi Akai collapse on the screen, Bertrand told her to clean up the mess and then retreat.
Although he knew that Shuichi Akai was not completely dead, his goal this time was not to kill him.
After all, he appears quite a bit in the later parts of the script...
Bertrand smiled mischievously. "Qin-chan, let's go. Butterfly has detected a police car coming this way."
Seeing his nemesis die, Gin was naturally in a good mood.
Although the only indication of his true feelings was the chilling smile on his face.
"Speaking of which, it turns out today is Friday the 13th~" Bertrand covered his cheek with one hand, his eyes fixed on the date displayed on his phone screen. "Ah, what a wonderful day."
With a slight sigh, he dialed Asti's number and said, "Once this is over, you can leave after you've taken care of things on your end."
"knew."
Asti, who answered Bertrand's question with a solemn tone, was staring intently at the person in front of him.
After hanging up the phone, he frowned slightly. "Why is this thing so hard to hit?"
A game sound effect rang out, and the little character he was controlling died again.
Asti: "..."
Kawasaki Machi laughed mercilessly: "Pfft—"
"I'm done playing, I'm leaving." With a blank expression, Asti tossed down the remote control, grabbed an apple from the nearby table, and left.
Kawasaki Machi shrugged and took the game disc out of the game console.
As for Kawasaki Masuru—
He appeared on Yeshan Road, carrying a young man who clearly had multiple gunshot wounds.
He casually shoved the man, who looked like a corpse, into his car.
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