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

He looked at the baby face in front of him, and his mind went blank as if hit by a huge wave.

Could it be that... this young man in front of me is also a member of that organization? !

Looking at Conan who contributed a huge amount of emotional value to him, Bertrand smiled even more happily, and he pressed the tracker on Conan's forehead.

"Hey, kid, it's wrong for you to do this. Look how dangerous this is, right? And there's no adult following you."

He glanced behind Conan, then patted his head, "Well, since you're here, play with me for a while~"

what?

Conan, who had just taken off the tracker, opened his eyes wide, but before he could understand what Bertrand meant, he felt a pain in the back of his neck and then fainted.

Bertrand picked up the Corgi and returned to his safe house with a happy face.

When Conan woke up, he found himself in a dim room.

Before I had time to look around, a head suddenly leaned in.

"Are you awake?" The silver-haired boy's green eyes sparkled with light.

"You..." Conan moved and found himself tied to a chair.

Conan: ...

"Wait a moment~" Bertrand touched his head soothingly, and then pulled something from the side.

Conan took a closer look.

"!!! Ms. Miyano Akemi!"

Miyano Akemi was placed by Bertrand in a sealed glass box filled with unknown liquid.

There was a light under the glass box, and the bright white light made her skin look even paler.

No matter how you look at it, it's certain that she is dead.

"Hey, the person you're looking for is here~ He's just a lifeless corpse now~"

Bertrand was lying on the glass box, and the bright light made his face look pale.

Conan watched this scene with his eyes wide open, his mind going blank for a moment.

Bertrand stood up happily and pushed Miyano Akemi's body away.

Then a human skeleton strung together with silver thread was brought in and placed in front of Conan.

"Look, this is the first skeleton I made when I was eight years old! Although it's not perfect, it's very memorable!" Bertrand introduced the skeleton while shaking its hand with a beaming expression.

Looking at Conan's dazed expression, Bertrand stopped and pouted his lips in dissatisfaction, "Why is this happening? This is so boring."

Pushing the skeleton aside, Bertrand squatted in front of Conan, holding his cheeks with his hands and looking at him eagerly.

After looking for two seconds, Bertrand couldn't help but sigh, then knocked the man unconscious and sent him back.

There is no other way. If we don’t release the person, someone will harass the subject.

After throwing Conan back outside the abandoned warehouse, Bertrand clapped his hands and went to the safe house where Gin and the others were.

Looking at the silver-haired man lying on the sofa, Bertrand came over and said, "Qin-chan, if Shirley knew that her sister was dead, would she rebel or even defect from the organization?"

Gin opened his eyes, his dark green pupils flashing with piercing murderous intent, "Heh, the organization never tolerates traitors."

Bertrand looked at him for a few seconds.

Inner mind: Do you want to listen to what you are talking about? There are a lot of watered-down and adulterated drinks in the organization.

"Qin-chan, I want to go take a look~"

"What are you looking at?" Gin glanced at him.

"Shirley, she'll know it sooner or later anyway, so I want to provoke her a little, hehe."