Chapter 789 The title has been hijacked.
When Amuro Tooru appeared there, he saw Morofushi Kagemitsu feeding Behefinger a hot bowl of porridge.
He paused for a moment, then quickly walked over and stared at Behrfinger for several seconds.
Bechfenger: ?
Seeing his puzzled expression, which was unlike his lifeless and empty demeanor from a few days ago, Amuro Tooru felt a little relieved.
Behrfinger blinked, looking confused. "What's wrong? Why do you all look so nervous about me?"
Amuro Tooru's fingertips twitched slightly, and he spoke cryptically, "You...have no recollection of what happened these past few days?"
Behrfinger still tilted his head in confusion. "No, I just feel like I've slept for days... Did something happen?"
After he finished speaking, he pretended to be trying hard to recall, then his brows furrowed more and more, and a look of pain appeared on his face. He suddenly raised his hand and patted his head.
Amuro Tooru quickly stopped him, "Stop, stop, stop! If you can't remember, don't think about it!"
Behefinger slowly lowered his claws, shook his head, and then gave a mournful look. "Oh no, something's wrong with my head!"
"No, that's not true. You just haven't been resting well these past few days. You'll be fine after some more rest."
Morofushi Kagemitsu smiled and comforted him, gently patting his head with one hand.
"oh......"
Bechfenger looked somewhat confused and bewildered. He glanced at Amuro Tooru, then at Morofushi Hiromitsu, and finally his gaze settled on Morofushi Hiromitsu's face before he opened his mouth and said, "Ah~"
Morofushi Kagemitsu couldn't help but chuckle as he continued feeding the Behefinger in front of him.
Amuro Tooru stood to the side, subtly observing Bechfenger.
He might forget those things because it's the brain's self-protective mechanism.
Of course, it could also be... that Bertrand did it.
Amuro Tooru had some guesses.
Perhaps thanks to the healing spray that Bertrand left for Behringer, his penetrating wound healed completely very quickly.
However, the medical staff did not ask too many questions or seem surprised, remaining as calm as usual.
Behringer was finally able to be discharged from the hospital.
Standing in the sunlight outside the hospital, Behringer stretched and yawned lazily. "Wow, the weather is so nice today, it makes me want to take a nap."
"...Do you think you're a cat?" Amuro Tooru muttered under his breath.
“Come on, people like to sleep too,” Behringer said matter-of-factly.
Amuro Tooru shook his head helplessly, looking like he couldn't argue with him.
"So, where do you plan to go next?" Morofushi Kagemitsu asked with a smile in his eyes as he turned to look at Behringer.
Upon hearing this, Behringer raised his hand and stroked his chin, thinking for a moment, "Hmm... I don't know either."
"I think you should just stay at Hiro's house and let him keep a close eye on you."
Amuro Tooru chuckled and spoke half-jokingly.
"No way." Behefinger looked at him with a dead fish expression, then thought for a moment and made a decision, "I think I'll go to Chino-kun's instead."
Amuro opened his mouth, but ultimately said nothing. He drove him to the vicinity of the Chino residence, gave him some instructions, and then watched him approach the Chino residence through the car window before driving away.
There were no outsiders in the house, and as soon as Behringer entered the living room, he collapsed onto the sofa.
His eyes were vacant as he stared at the ceiling, and a small ghost seemed to emanate from his mouth.
When other footsteps were heard, the ghost burst like a bubble, and Behffinger regained his composure.
He looked up at Liu Qingyao, "Milk? I want some too."
The other person was holding two glasses of milk.
One cup was for the black cat, and the other was for him to drink.
Liu Qingyao rolled her eyes at him. "Go to the kitchen and pour it yourself."
"You stingy person."
Behrfinger muttered something and continued to slump on the sofa, not wanting to move an inch.
Liu Qingyao shrugged and walked out of his sight.
They've been behaving very well lately, in every way.
During this time, because Behringer finally recovered and was discharged from the hospital, Sonoko Suzuki and others held a small celebration party for him, all of whom were familiar people.
Although Sonoko Suzuki had considered inviting Bertrand, she discovered that they didn't have his contact information and had to give up in the end.
Fortunately, she didn't have Bertrand's contact information, otherwise Conan and the others might have seen him frequently.
Conan: ...Just thinking about it is terrifying.
After the small celebration, Behffinger returned to his normal life.
Hmm... maybe?
It's just that Asa will call me back to work from time to time.
Time just passed by like that.
As part of the Suzuki Foundation, one of the top three conglomerates in Japan, Sonoko Suzuki's parents received numerous invitations, and the Venus cruise ship was one of the parties that invited them to attend.
However, they are usually too busy to attend these kinds of entertainment events, so they usually send the invitations to Sonoko Suzuki.
It just so happened that Sonoko Suzuki had recently wanted to go to sea, so she accepted the invitation.
Of course, she also made sure to invite the essential main cast to the banquet with her.
Upon boarding the Venus cruise ship, Conan and his friends heard about the ship.
"The Venus cruise ship last went to sea about 20 years ago, right? I didn't expect it to start again this year."
"So do you know why the Venus cruise ship didn't set sail again for twenty years?"
As they went up onto the deck, the whispers of the people around them magically reached their ears.
"I don't know, but I heard it's because of a horrific murder that happened on the Venus cruise ship? The killer still hasn't been found." One of them said briefly, then hurriedly added, "These are just rumors, I don't know if they're true!"
"What are you afraid of? We know what useful information you might find. We're just listening to pass the time."
A woman covered her mouth and laughed, then raised her hand and patted the man's shoulder.
What they said piqued Conan's curiosity slightly, but they didn't continue talking and instead turned and left the deck.
Kogoro Mouri leaned against the railing, enjoying the sea breeze on his face, completely oblivious to the conversation he overheard.
"Sigh, who spread these baseless rumors? Aren't they afraid of upsetting people?"
He casually made a comment.
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