Chapter 694 Is there some kind of conspiracy?
Then Ran Mouri, who disagreed, picked him up and said, "No, Conan, we need to let Chizuru rest properly. Let's go back first."
"Hey! But...!"
Before Conan could finish speaking, Ran Mouri carried him out of the ward.
Conan was taken away, so Mitsuhiko and the others naturally had to prepare to go back. However, before leaving, Mitsuhiko came to the bedside, waved to Chizuru, and indicated that he had something to tell him.
Qianzhu was slightly puzzled, but she still bent down and leaned closer to him, then asked in a low voice, "Is there something you want to tell me?"
"We don't mean to speak ill of others, we just hope that you, Qianzhu-nii, will be careful of that Xiaoye-nii." Guangyan spoke in a voice that only the two of them could hear, his eyes filled with a mixture of trepidation and hope.
He was afraid that Qianzhu wouldn't believe him, and he hoped that Qianzhu would believe him.
Qianzhu smiled gently and replied tenderly, "I will. Thank you for reminding me."
Mitsuhiko's eyes lit up slightly, and he nodded. "Okay! Then we'll head back now! Qianzhu-nii, get some rest, goodbye!"
"Okay, goodbye, take care on your journey."
Chizuru smiled and waved to them, then turned to look at Behringer and Amuro Tooru after they closed the door.
Behrfinger met his gaze and smiled shyly. "How about I stay and protect... no, take care of you?"
"Thank you for your kindness, but your hand..." Qianzhu politely declined with a smile, her gaze lingering on his still-hanging arm.
Behrfinger wasn't embarrassed at all; in fact, he even put one hand on his hip, seemingly without any sense of righteous indignation, and said, "What does it matter? Just because your injury hasn't healed doesn't mean I can't protect you."
Qianzhu's smile remained unchanged, and her voice was as gentle as ever, "You insisted on staying to protect me, wasn't that his request?"
Although it was a question, his tone was so calm that it sounded like a statement.
Behringer paused, scratched his head, and muttered under his breath, "It was indeed his request, but..."
He raised his voice, his face serious, "Actually, the main reason is that I originally wanted to stay and protect you!"
Amuro Tooru, who was standing next to him, glanced at him sideways upon hearing this, then lowered his eyelids to conceal the thoughtful look in his eyes.
His guess was probably right; Behringer, Chino, and Bertrand had all stayed at the same orphanage and knew each other...
It's just unclear what happened that caused their relationship to seem somewhat strained.
However, it should be said that Chino was unilaterally distancing himself from the other two.
Qianzhu smiled faintly and said gently, "No need."
Behrfinger: "...How heartless."
He raised his hand and wiped away non-existent tears from the corner of his eye.
"Alright, you can all leave now."
As she spoke, Qianzhu smiled and reached out to hand the bugging device to Behringer.
Behringer paused briefly, smiled somewhat guiltily, took the bugging device, grabbed Amuro Tooru's sleeve, and fled as if running away, but didn't completely leave the hospital.
Leaning against the wall, Bechfenger sighed deeply, then turned his head and saw Amuro Tooru's ambiguous smile.
He paused for a moment, then slowly revealed an innocent smile, blinking his eyes in an attempt to bluff his way out. "I don't think you're very interested in knowing about this."
What do you think?
Amuro Tooru stared at him with half-moon eyes, looking somewhat speechless.
I never expected this guy to be hiding so many things from me.
Amuro Tooru's expression gradually turned resentful.
Behringer coughed twice, fanned him with her hand, and soothed him, "Don't be angry, don't be angry, everyone needs to have a little secret..."
Amuro Tooru chuckled twice, completely unmoved by his act. "Is this just a little bit?"
"Then... just two points?"
Behfinger gave a peace sign and tentatively began to speak.
Toru Amuro: "..."
"Alright, I'm not going to force you to say it."
Amuro Tooru, who eventually gave in, put his hands on his hips, sighed helplessly, and then pushed Behringer away, saying, "Let's go, I knew you wouldn't eat properly."
He didn't ask any more questions. He could guess some things and didn't need to ask, while some things were too complicated and he might not get an answer even if he asked.
...
Although he got used to staying in the hospital, Qianzhu didn't like staying there all the time, so he was discharged after a few days.
However, since she still had wounds that couldn't be exposed to water, he allowed her to stay at his house for a few days at Ai Haibara's insistence.
Of course, there was another guy who threw a tantrum and insisted on moving in.
Behefinger followed Qianzhu closely, going wherever he went, like a leech that couldn't be pulled away. He claimed that as a bodyguard, he had to stay close to him, and even slept on a makeshift bed next to him.
Bei: It seems like you overdid it, huh?
He followed Chizuku toward Professor Agasa's house. When they passed the Kudo residence, he looked up at the second-floor window but saw no one, only a slight movement of the curtains.
Bechfenger withdrew his gaze and entered Agasa's house as if nothing had happened.
Professor Agasa was researching his invention, while Conan was flipping through a pile of envelopes, where he found a letter from Teiji Moriya.
The content inside is an invitation to Shinichi Kudo to attend his afternoon tea.
After Conan finished reading the letter, he blinked and glanced at Ai Haibara next to him.
Before he could say anything, Ai Haibara snorted coldly and turned to go to the kitchen.
Conan: "..."
Well, he knew that was impossible.
Behringer curiously leaned over for a look, then glanced at Conan. "If you want to go, you can have Uncle Mori and the others go in your place, and then have them take you with them, right?"
“That’s what they say…” Conan shook the letter, resting his chin on his hand, looking somewhat conflicted.
After thinking for a moment, he seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly looked up at Qianzhu, "Qianzhu, why don't you go too?"
Qianzhu, who was drinking tea when she was suddenly called out, thought: "?"
"No." Ai Haibara poked her head out from the kitchen, speaking decisively, her eyes fixed on Conan with a warning look.
Conan chuckled sheepishly and scratched his head. "I was just saying it offhand."
“Speaking of which, isn’t Moriya Teiji that famous architect? He seems to have a particular fondness for symmetry.” Bechfenger stroked his chin, recalling what he had seen.
Conan nodded. "That's true, but I didn't expect him to invite me."
"Could it be... some kind of conspiracy?" Behefinger raised an eyebrow, seemingly looking on with anticipation.
Conan: "...It can't be that bad, can it?"
"You'll know once you go and see for yourself," Behrfinger shrugged.
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