Chapter 762 and other progress reached 100%.
Liu Qingyao looked at him quietly, blinked, then suddenly stood up straight and raised her hand to gesture above Bertrand's head.
He said nothing, yet it was as if he had said everything.
Bertrand glared at him angrily, his cheeks puffing out.
However, before he could open his mouth, someone covered it, and he swallowed back the words he was about to say.
With a smile, Qianzhu lowered her hand from his mouth, pulled Bertrand a little further away, and returned to their side. She calmly said, "Alright, let's continue."
Bertrand: ?
Watching the main characters and others gradually disappear into the distance, he shrugged helplessly and left with Sext.
The police questioning ended quickly, and other vehicles were arranged to take most of the passengers to Nagoya.
As for the main characters, they naturally returned to Beika Town.
Later, to make up for the terrible incident that happened on the Suzuki Express, Sonoko Suzuki took Ran Mouri and the others to a villa in Izu Kogen for a vacation.
Of course, this time it was just her, the Mori father and daughter, Conan, and Chizuru and Ryu Seiyo.
"Speaking of which, Brother Liu, aren't you busy now?" Conan, sitting in the back seat, asked Liu Qingyao, who was sitting in the passenger seat, seemingly out of curiosity.
"Yes, because we've finished all the things we needed to do," Liu Qingyao replied with a smile.
Conan blinked, then stopped asking questions. "I see..."
The main reason is that L and Liu Qingyao seem to be the same person, but he feels that there are too many differences between them.
While it cannot be ruled out that it's acting, intuitively it does seem quite different.
Conan fell into deep thought.
Their trip here wasn't entirely for vacation. The main reason was that Sonoko Suzuki received a video of Makoto Kyogoku training in tennis, so she planned to do some special training here.
As for the special coach who helped her train... that was naturally the one Conan thought would never appear again—Toru Amuro!
Conan, standing on the court with his tennis racket, was completely stunned. His expression made Liu Qingyao, hiding behind Qianzhu, unable to stop herself from laughing.
Of course, what shocked Conan even more was—why was Bechfenger here too?!
Wait a minute, Behringer is also a member of the Black Organization, so it seems reasonable for him to be with another member...
Conan glanced at Bechfenger, who was applauding Amuro Tooru's serve.
Behringer chuckled as he withdrew his clapping hands, then noticed Conan's somewhat resentful gaze and guiltily looked away.
If he had revealed from the beginning that Amuro Tooru was Bourbon, it wouldn't have been funny... that would have been too disrespectful to the main storyline.
Bechfinger walked onto the tennis court and overheard Ran Mouri and the others talking.
"But then again, I didn't expect Mr. Amuro and Behringer to become so close so quickly," Ran Mouri said with a hint of surprise.
After all, in her memory, the two of them had only met a few times, and the time was very short.
Behringer nodded in agreement, seemingly quite approving. "That's right, I never expected Amuro to be so good at making friends."
Toru Amuro:? ?
Behrfinger: Hehe.
Just as they were chatting, a tennis racket flew straight at them and instantly hit Little Death on the head.
Liu Qingyao's face showed panic, but she couldn't help but wonder to herself: Doesn't the winery really consider 'recruiting' this person who hit Conan's head?
The person who hit Conan on the head was a female college student named Kotone Momozono. When she saw Conan faint, she hurriedly asked them to take Conan to her villa first, and then contacted a doctor.
Amuro Tooru treated him before the doctor arrived. The doctor will then examine him.
As the main character, Conan's injuries weren't too serious, but he still needed to rest.
As noon approached, Taoyuan Qinyin invited them to stay for lunch, which was also a way of apologizing to them.
They didn't refuse, since refusing would ruin the story.
After letting Conan lie down and continue to rest, they went to the kitchen to help.
Qianzhu tried her best to remain invisible, leaving other tasks to her clone.
Just as the cold noodles for lunch were being prepared, a loud thud came from upstairs as something fell to the ground.
Almost everyone went up to check on the situation, except for Qianzhu, Liu Qingyao, and Beihefeng.
They remained in the kitchen.
Because I was hungry.
Although it's okay not to eat, not eating will cause Chizuru to have stomach cramps, so for Chizuru's health, Mori and the others made him eat lunch first.
As for Bechfenger, he stayed behind "sneakily".
After all, every time a case occurs, they always put food aside and go hungry.
Behrfinger sighed, quickly finished his portion, and slipped upstairs.
He teleported close to Amuro Tooru and whispered, "There's been a murder? Who is the victim? How did they die?"
Amuro Tooru remained silent for a moment, but still answered him in a low voice, "It happened. The deceased was Ishikuri Saburo, who was crushed to death."
Bechfenger suddenly realized.
"A murder case? That has nothing to do with me. After all, I'm not a detective."
He pursed his lips slightly, then turned and slipped back downstairs, where he leisurely sat on the sofa and waited.
Amuro Tooru watched him leave with his crescent-shaped eyes.
Behrfinger leaned against Liu Qingyao, raised his hand to cover his mouth as he yawned, wiped away his tears, and sighed softly, saying, "It's so boring, but a murder happened here after all. I can't exactly pull out my game console and play happily..."
Liu Qingyao also looked bored, and tied a tight knot in the corner of Behefinger's cloak. "Indeed, but it's better to have nothing to do than to be busy to death."
“I agree,” Behringer replied lazily.
Qianzhu sat down with a smile, and occasionally opened the system space to peek at 01's situation.
As he toyed with an ordinary gemstone in his hand, a dark glint flashed in his eyes.
Once the progress bar reaches 100%, this kind of life should be over.
Thinking this, a faint hint of anticipation appeared on the gentle young man's face, but he quickly suppressed it, along with the smile.
He suddenly frowned slightly.
The two people leaning against each other with their eyes closed suddenly jumped up, looked at Qianzhu anxiously, and asked in unison, "Qian-chan, are you alright?"
Several seconds later, Qianzhu's furrowed brows relaxed, and the two of them slumped back onto the sofa, deflated.
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