Chapter 251 has a very high degree of similarity.
"Uh-huh!"
Bertrand nodded haphazardly, his gaze darting around at the buildings and people in the vicinity.
He crunched away on the crispy cone in his hand, and Vermouth took out a handkerchief to wipe his mouth, treating him like a real child.
Something was happening ahead, and suddenly the passersby surged forward.
A blonde girl with curly hair in front of them was suddenly jostled and moved back towards them.
So she bumped into Bertrand.
"Oh, I'm sorry!"
Realizing she had bumped into someone, the girl quickly turned around to apologize, but when she saw him, all three of them froze.
The blonde girl and the silver-haired boy stared blankly at each other.
Vermouth, equally stunned, kept looking back and forth between the two.
The two people look extremely similar, except for their hair color and gender.
The girl was the first to react, and bowed slightly to the boy in apology, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bump into you."
The girl smiled apologetically at him and Vermouth, then turned and left.
Vermouth glanced at Bertrand, who was still staring blankly in the direction of the girl, and couldn't help but ponder.
Does Sweetheart want to turn that girl into a specimen?
After all, he's already making plans for himself, so it's hard for him not to be tempted by someone who looks exactly like him, right?
Bertrand's expression remained unchanged, and it was impossible to tell what he was thinking.
He turned to look at Vermouth, tugged at her hand to bring her back to her senses, and put on his usual bright smile. "Sister~ Where are we going to play next?"
Vermouth snapped out of her reverie and smiled faintly. "Let's go to the restaurant we booked earlier."
Okay~
After the two left, the girl who should have left also reappeared on the street, looking in the direction they had gone, a faint smile curving her lips.
She raised her hand to brush aside her smooth blonde hair, straightened her skirt, and turned to walk towards a secluded spot.
Then he teleported directly to Beika City.
They appeared near the Mouri Detective Agency, and after walking a few steps, they happened to run into a little Corgi carrying a small backpack who was returning home.
She raised her hand and gently greeted him, "Ah, hello little brother."
When Conan turned his head and saw her, his pupils shrank instinctively, and he immediately realized that she was not that silver-haired little madwoman.
"Hello, Kuno-neechan! What brings you here?"
Kuno Naya smiled demurely, covering her lips. "After what happened last time, my father hoped that I could come here occasionally."
"Oh, okay." Conan nodded knowingly.
"By the way, I made a special trip here to thank you for your help last time. This is just a small token of my appreciation, please accept it."
Kuno Naya handed the cardboard box to Conan, patted his round head, and then walked away, saying, "I'm off now, bye-bye, look forward to seeing you next time."
"Huh?" Conan was completely bewildered. He was about to speak when he realized she had already walked away.
He looked down at what he was holding, then looked up at Kuno Naya, whose figure was about to disappear. Just as he was about to turn around and walk up the stairs, he heard a voice behind him.
"Conan? Why are you standing here instead of going up?"
The little corgi turned around and saw the gentle Ran and the gentle Chizuru standing side by side behind him.
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