Chapter 89 No Antidote
Qianzhu pinched his chin and glanced at him with her eyes half-lowered.
Bertrand happily swung his legs until his phone vibrated. His face fell, and he slowly took out his phone to look at it.
[Come over tomorrow. Akemi Miyano is hoping to escape the organization with Sherry at the cost of a mission. —GIN]
Bertrand narrowed his eyes slightly and looked up at Qianzhu.
"The plot has been brought forward?" Qianzhu asked casually, taking a sip of tea.
Bertrand nodded, "But that's good too~ It'll be even more fun when Ai Haibara appears~"
He looked at the soft, cute face and a wicked grin spread across his face.
He then shook his head from side to side, his eyes crinkling as he pondered, "How should I scare Sherry after this is over?"
Qianzhu smiled and ignored him.
After rolling around on the sofa and rubbing against Qianzhu, Bertrand rested his head on Qianzhu's lap, yawned, and peacefully closed his eyes.
Qianzhu looked down at the baby-faced boy who had fallen asleep in a second, rubbed his head, and then teleported him back to his safe house.
Qianzhu closed the book and set it aside, then pinched 01. "Do you have the authority to change the original owner's information?"
[There are some hosts, but it requires spending emotional points.]
01 answered while rubbing his fingertips.
"Then... let's change all the original owner's information up to age 14."
[Okay!]
...
Through the system's anchor point, Chizuru saw Conan and the others appear at the bank.
Then, watching Conan running on the main road in his skateboard shoes, even dashing across the street to meet a train, Chizuru really wanted to shove the traffic law onto his forehead and make him recite it hundreds of times.
Meanwhile, Gin gave Bertrand two tasks: to kill his two 'accomplices'.
"Oh, such a simple task could have been handled by Vodka."
Bertrand glanced at the two people in the photo, then took out two large blue morpho butterflies from his bag.
Vodka glanced at him, then silently moved a few steps away from Bertrand.
Gin: "..."
“Their tentacles sprout tiny poisonous needles—this is a poison I specially developed; just a tiny bit will kill you instantly!” Bertrand excitedly introduced the dead leaf butterfly in his hand to them.
"By the way, there's no antidote for this poison!"
He said this with exceptional... pride.
Gin: "..."
Vodka: "..."
If he'd die instantly, what would be the point of preparing an antidote?
"Let's go, let's go find those two poor little ones and let them try out my new butterfly!" Bertrand jumped around excitedly.
...
As Kishii was walking down the street, a black car suddenly stopped beside him. The window rolled down, and a delicate and cute baby face with a smile came into his view.
He was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly a butterfly that seemed to glow slowly flew out of the car and headed straight for his forehead.
A sharp pain shot through his forehead, his eyes widened, and he collapsed without making a sound.
The blue morpho butterfly fluttered its wings, transmitting the information that Kishii was beyond dead back to the input device in Bertrand's hand, before flapping its wings again and flying back to the smiling silver-haired boy's finger.
"Well done!"
Bertrand touched its wings, which looked no different from those of a normal butterfly, and put it back in the small transparent box. Then he took out another blue morpho butterfly and shouted at Vodka, "Next one, next one!"
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