Chapter 697 is so touching.
The killer ran with Ran Mouri toward the helicopter landing pad above. Inspector Megure told Behefinger and the others to leave first before giving chase.
Behefinger glanced at their retreating figures, then obediently led Qianzhu away.
After all, they had already achieved their goal of coming here.
They waited in the water for a while before the police boat arrived and took them ashore.
Qianzhu was taken to the hospital for examination after drowning.
After recovering, Behringer can finally act again... and be lively and energetic again.
His eyes were brimming with tears, and his words were full of self-blame. "It's all my fault. If I hadn't insisted on coming to the crystal room with him, he wouldn't have gotten into this accident."
But you'll do it again next time!
Bechfenger thought to himself, his words contradicting his true feelings.
Conan stared at him with his half-moon eyes, "Take this as a lesson. After all, that guy asked you to protect Qianzhu, not to push Qianzhu into a pit."
But speaking of which, would Bertrand really actually do what he said and make Behrfinger experience that situation?
Thinking this, Conan began to worry about Behringer again.
When the bamboo began to lack oxygen.
While having a good time, Bertrand suddenly had difficulty breathing, and was even unable to breathe like a fish pushed ashore by the waves.
Seker and his team immediately put an oxygen mask on him, but it was to no avail.
"Could it be that the 'symbiote' is in an anaerobic state?" Seeker frowned, his brow furrowing slightly in displeasure.
It hasn't even been a month! And there have already been two incidents!
Is this planned for once a week?!
Bei: Your suggestion is excellent, we'll take it.
Seeing that Bertrand's condition was like that of someone drowning, Seeker's expression turned somewhat grim.
If Xiao Bai hadn't stopped them from going to find that 'symbiote'...
As they were pondering what to do, there was a sudden knock on the door.
As soon as the door opened, I saw Afra, who had no expression on her face.
Afra handed Seeker a glass bottle about the size of a finger, containing a blue and white capsule.
She said calmly, "This is for Xiao Ye."
Although Seekers questioned the substance, after thinking that Afra wouldn't harm Bertrand, he took it and fed it to Bertrand.
But as soon as he was fed, his heart, which had been beating slightly, stopped abruptly, and his face turned ashen, as if he had been dead for days.
Seekert: "..."
His heart skipped a beat, and he turned to look at Afra with a chilling gaze. "What was that just now??"
"The antidote," Afra replied casually, her gaze fixed on Bertrand without shifting an inch.
As soon as she finished speaking, Bertrand's heartbeat and breathing gradually returned to normal, his complexion became rosy, and he soon woke up.
Seeker paused, a glint of light flashing in his eyes. "Is there still any of that antidote left?"
Afra walked past him to the bedside, gently helped the bewildered Bertrand sit up, and let him lean against her.
Upon hearing his words, her tone remained completely calm: "No, that's all."
Seekert: "..."
Undeterred, he continued, "Then where did you get the antidote?"
Afra's eyes flickered slightly, but she still answered calmly, "Asti told me to go get it."
"As...ti?" Seeker stammered, somewhat stunned, then asked suspiciously, "Why would he have the antidote?"
“Because he was also a test subject in that experiment,” Bertrand’s weak voice rang out.
Hearing this, Seeker looked at him curiously and happened to see a sly smile playing on Bertrand's lips.
He coughed lightly and continued, "However, because of his special physical condition, the experiment did not progress as quickly as our group. Also, the 'symbiote' that was with him later died long ago, so he will not be affected much, but he will have some aftereffects."
"As for the antidote... it was developed after we escaped that experimental base, and there weren't many of them." Bertrand paused for a moment, then continued, "However, because our condition was quite serious, I ran out of antidotes long ago. Later, I thought about having the guy who developed the antidote develop some more, but he died in a car accident."
After saying that, he gave a slightly sarcastic chuckle, "I just don't know if it was really an accident."
Sekter nodded knowingly, then after a moment's thought, his eyes lit up again. "Since you all have the antidote, the 'symbiote' should have some too, right?"
Upon hearing this, Bertrand paused, then smiled brightly without any guilt or embarrassment, "Hey, back in America, because I was mischievous and often got into trouble, his antidote ran out faster than mine~"
Seekert: "..."
Little darling, you know you often cause trouble for no reason, don't you?
If that's the case, then it's not unreasonable that the 'symbiote' is frequently getting into trouble these days.
Seeker's lips twitched in exasperation.
"If I had known, I would have broken open that capsule and taken some of the medicine inside."
He now deeply regrets it.
“But wait a minute, do you think Asti might still have some left?” Seekert regained his composure.
Bertrand shrugged. "I don't know about that."
“In that case, I’ll go ask him now!” Seeker nodded seriously, turned and ran out, taking out his phone as he went.
He tried calling several times, but no one answered each time.
Seeker: "...Never mind, let's wait for him to come back in a while."
Then he put away his phone, said goodbye to Bertrand, and left in a good mood.
This time! Finally, no one called him a quack!
The researcher was so moved!
After leaving the hospital, Chizuru was taken home, and Ai Haibara also learned of the seriousness of the situation.
Behefinger squatted down next to Ai Haibara, whose face looked terrible, and said with a wronged expression, "Don't be angry, Ai. I didn't know this would happen... and I just wanted to take Chizuru out for a walk..."
He stared pitifully at his fingers, like a discarded scout.
Ai Haibara knew it wasn't his fault, but... she was just really angry!
Behringer opened his mouth, about to continue coaxing, when his phone rang.
He took it out and glanced at it, then his expression changed slightly. He stood up, ran a little distance away, and then answered the call.
Ai Haibara frowned, guessing that it was a call from Bertrand...
They came along because Conan had guessed that something like this might happen.
It's unclear what they discussed on the call, but Behrfinger's expression shifted from somewhat tense to finally one of relief.
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