Chapter 890 Get rid of him for me
"nothing."
Bertrand did not explain, but stood up, stretched, and then reached out to hug Gin's waist.
Gin stubbed out his cigarette, threw away the butt, picked up the sleepy-looking Bertrand, and hugged him.
311 stopped crying, took the handkerchief Qianzhu handed her, wiped her tears, and whispered a thank you.
Although they were supposed to meet again in half an hour, they only stayed on the deck for about ten minutes before returning to the main hall inside the ship to wait.
With only a few minutes left before half an hour had passed, Liu Qingyao got up to go to the restroom.
"Brother Liu?"
Conan, who was sitting obediently with his head down, turned to look at him.
Because Liu Qingyao's injuries had not yet fully healed, everyone was worried that his wounds might suddenly reopen.
"I'm just going to the restroom." Liu Qingyao gently patted his head as she stood up.
311, who was standing guard at the door, immediately ran over and said, "I'll take you there."
Liu Qingyao's gaze lingered on his face for a moment, then she nodded slightly and said gently, "Then I'll trouble you."
They left the hall, but neither of them returned until Gaius and the others appeared.
However, Gaius didn't seem to care much about it.
He cleared his throat with his fist to his lips, then smiled and said, "Welcome again to this banquet. I invited you all here simply to share my joy."
"Sharing? Joy?"
The others seemed somewhat stunned, but Kuno Naya and Chitake remained calm.
However, the former frowned slightly.
Seeing everyone's confusion, Gaius laughed out loud, "That's right, I've waited all these years, and the right time has finally arrived."
"What's the right time? What are you waiting for?"
Conan leaned forward, his eyes wide with curiosity as he asked.
Ai Haibara sat upright on the sofa with her arms crossed, frowning as she looked at Gaius, a bad feeling creeping into her heart.
Ran Mouri also became inexplicably nervous and subconsciously tugged at Conan's clothes.
Hearing Conan's question, Gaius turned his head to look at him, raised one hand and clenched it into a fist to cover the smile on his lips, "I'm waiting... waiting for the compatibility between the only symbiote that has succeeded by 50% to reach 70%.
"And now, I'm exactly 70."
Gaius's smile deepened.
Upon hearing this, everyone paused for a moment. Apart from Ran Mouri, who was unfamiliar with symbiosis, everyone subconsciously looked at Chizuru or Bertrand.
"Hmm?"
Petrancy, who was almost asleep nestled in Gin's arms, noticed the somewhat intense gazes from Sext and the others. He rubbed his eyes, opened them groggily, scratched his head, looked left and right, and asked in a soft voice, "Why are you all looking at me?"
He yawned, shifted into a more comfortable position, and then looked up at Gaius with a curious expression.
"And then, what are you going to do to us?"
Gaius smiled mysteriously and looked at Bertrand with a meaningful gaze. "Of course, kill one of them... and make the other a true symbiote, suitable for a symbiotic relationship with anyone."
His words, spoken so casually, shocked everyone.
"Oh, I see. So who are you going to kill?" Bertrand raised an eyebrow, seemingly unconcerned about which of the two of them would be the 'lucky one'.
Gaius, supporting himself on the armrests of his wheelchair, slowly stood up. He took two steps forward, smoothed out the wrinkles on his suit, and then smiled slowly, "Number 1000 is the child I personally selected. How could I bear to abandon him?"
Click.
A sound like something breaking rang out.
Bertrand looked down at the mechanical butterfly in his hand with its broken wings, and his childish voice rang out softly: "So you mean... the child you'll abandon is me?"
“This is your destiny after you were created.” Gaius said calmly, his gaze toward Bertrandini filled with a cold indifference.
"Ah, ah, I see..."
Bertrand's attitude was calmer and more composed than anyone had imagined.
Gin and Seeker both looked at the silver-haired boy who was putting the butterfly's wings back together with slight surprise.
Normally, upon hearing such targeted remarks, he would jump up in anger on the spot and shout for Afra to take care of that person.
Conan and the others, who knew his temperament well, also looked at Bertrand in surprise.
Although they strongly disagreed with Bertrand's extreme approach, they genuinely didn't want Gaius to actually harm Bertrand, especially since Bertrand and Qianzhu's lives were truly intertwined...
They were unsure whether Chizuru would also be in trouble when Bertrand got into trouble.
Therefore, stopping Death's actions is something they must do!
Gaius's few words seemed to have temporarily brought about a brief cooperation between the two sides.
Although it was only a brief intellectual collaboration...
Ran blinked, looking somewhat bewildered at Chizuru, whose smile remained calm and gentle.
"Does 1000 refer to Qianzhu?"
Hearing her murmured words that seemed to understand but not quite, Qianzhu paused slightly, turned her head to meet her gaze, and smiled gently at her, "Perhaps."
"Then..." Ran Mouri was a little worried.
"Don't worry, they won't succeed," Qianzhu whispered to her as she approached.
Ran Mouri looked at him, and although she was worried, she inexplicably believed what he said.
Qianzhu glanced at her, smiled slightly, and then suppressed her smile after sitting up straight.
After successfully putting the wings back on the butterfly, it seemed to come alive, gently flapping its wings and fluttering in front of Bertrand, finally landing on his outstretched fingertip.
Playing with the butterfly, Bertrand chuckled and said, "What you're saying is really unpleasant~"
The moment he finished speaking, several heavy thuds rang out, and several red-haired corpses were thrown into the hall one after another, the thick stench of blood instantly assaulting everyone's noses.
Amuro Tooru and the others immediately stood up and cautiously surveyed their surroundings.
The crisp sound of high heels clicking on the floor rang out, and a red dress gradually came into everyone's view.
Afra wiped the blood off her dagger with one hand, and with the other hand dragged another corpse, throwing it together with the other corpses before wiping the blood off her face.
“You’re such an annoying guy!” Bertrand chuckled.
He waved the butterfly, letting it fly into the air, then pointed at Gaius with his still innocent smile and gave the order:
"Afra, Scotland, Mingmei, take care of him!"
"Okay, Xiaoye."
Licking the blood from her fingertips, Afra responded gently, then turned her attention to Gaius.
Gaius remained expressionless, simply stepping back into his wheelchair and sighing, "Old people just can't keep up."
Hoshino Tsukasa stood behind him, still wearing a faint smile on his face.
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