It's reasonable to have more than 100 million vests in the world of science, right?

Looking at the fanatical fan of Vodka who was so excited that he couldn't speak, Bertranci's eyes curved, "Since Fu-chan accepted my gift, you have to do something for me~"

Hearing his words, Vodka's smile froze on his face instantly. He looked at the boy next to him who was smiling like a cunning little fox, then looked at the autographed photos, autographed posters, and autographed albums of the new girl idol Aso Yuno in his hands, and couldn't help but fall into deep entanglement.

Bertrand raised his eyebrows, reached out and patted his shoulder, "Don't worry~ It's very simple~"

Vodka took a deep breath and put the things in his arms with determination. "Okay! Tell me, what do you need me to do for you?"

Bertrand grinned and whispered in his ear.

After hearing what he said, Vodka looked at him in confusion, "Are you really going to do this?"

"Yeah~ I'm optimistic about you~" Bertrand nodded with a smile.

Vodka took a deep breath and said, "Okay, I get it."

Watching his back as he was leaving, intending to hide his things first, Bertrand picked up the documents on the table, and his light green eyes couldn't help but flicker.

It seems... this major event that changed Conan is about to be dropped by the butterfly...

After putting the documents away, Bertranci stood up and stretched. He said hello to his teammates Chianti and Cohen from the Strike Team who were on the other side of the room, then stood up and left the safe house.

After leaving the safe house, Bertrand walked to the street with a dull look in his eyes. He habitually reached into his pocket for a lollipop, but when he stretched out his hand, he only touched a layer of cloth.

"..."

The tip of his tongue touched his gums. He felt inexplicably irritated. He raised his hand to scratch his short hair and couldn't help but quicken his pace.

Arriving at his own safe house, Bertrand curled up on the sofa, holding a stuffed cat in his arms. His light green eyes had lost their luster and he stared blankly at a corner, exuding an air of loneliness.

01, who was on his shoulder, was so distressed that he was about to speak, but Bertrand, who was curled up in the corner of the sofa, spoke first, "Let's take Bechfenger out for a walk."

01: ...

Host, you really won't suffer from schizophrenia if you have two clones at once?

Bertrand didn't care what he was thinking and directly used the clone technique to separate the identity of Bechfinger.

Mihua General Hospital.

A blue-haired boy suddenly appeared in the men's restroom.

Bechfinger: "..."

What the hell, is this how you use positioning teleportation?!

After a moment of silence, he put away the magic wand in his hand, walked out of the cubicle and went to the sink to wash and dry his hands, then fixed his short blue hair. Ignoring the curious eyes of the people next to him who were looking at his blue hair, his wet purple eyes stared at the braid by his ear for a few seconds, then he untied it and braided it again.

Looking at the braided pigtails, Bechfinger nodded with satisfaction, then adjusted his grayish smoky blue sweater and dark gray mid-length cape, and walked out of the bathroom contentedly.

However, not long after he walked out of the restroom, he saw three Maori people and a middle-aged man standing in the hospital lobby.

BECHEFINGER: ...

Ignoring them, Bechfinger walked past them as if nothing had happened.

But his blue hair is too eye-catching.

Even though he was just passing by, Maori and the others couldn't help but keep their attention on him for a few seconds.

"Young people nowadays have really strange hobbies... they actually dye their hair blue." Kogoro Mouri muttered in a low voice without any malice.