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

【…

Beichfeng, who had previously sympathized with a certain model worker, has now become a model worker himself, and a model worker of two organizations, traveling all over the world.

The ability to take action and execute has skyrocketed.

The only thing that did not increase was probably his already limited rest time.

The sky was dark and gray, and a light rain was falling. Pedestrians on the street took out the umbrellas they had prepared in advance and opened them.

A figure was running among the pedestrians, without an umbrella in his hand and without any rain gear on his body.

The falling rain soon soaked his layer of clothes.

Beihefenger looked at the route, turned around and ran into the underground parking lot of a shopping mall and hid behind a car.

Taking advantage of this short period of time, he confirmed the contents of the next few tasks, and looked like he wished he could break one second into pieces to use them.

Putting the phone away, Behringer rubbed his temple with his hand, then pursed his lips, and used the action of swallowing to suppress the itch in his throat.

When other footsteps were heard in the silent parking lot, Bechfinger held his breath, took light steps, and a tranquilizer gun quietly appeared in his hand.

"That guy must be hiding here, go find him!" A voice in English was heard with suppressed anger, and the footsteps that had been gathering together suddenly dispersed.

Bechfenger stared at the guy who stayed where he was, with several strong men protecting him.

He thought for a moment, then took out a smoke bomb and threw it randomly towards the target.

The moment the smoke erupted, Bechfinger quickly moved to another place, raised his gun and fired several shots at them. Before the target could react, all the bodyguards around him fell down, and the next second, he fell down too.

Before his other bodyguards could run back, Bechfinger ran over, grabbed him by the collar, and threw a close-range teleport.

At the same time, a gunshot was heard.

After teleporting to a deserted place, Behringer threw the anesthetized and unconscious guy aside, then raised his hand to cover the place where he was hit by the bullet, leaned against the wall to relax for a while, then took out his wand and used healing magic, but he stopped after only half of the treatment.

Putting the bullet into his pocket, Bechfinger carried the target back to his car which he had parked early in the morning. He drove to the destination and put on a black cloak before getting out of the car.

After leaving the man in the house, he left without saying a word.

The person who was waiting here for the target to be delivered looked at him and said nothing.

Although he didn't show it on his face, he was actually quite afraid of this guy. He could still vividly remember the time when Asti shot his teammate in the head due to a disagreement.

Beihefenger didn't know that his "teammates" were afraid of him this time, and he had to rush to the next mission location.

Not only did the rain show no sign of stopping, it was even getting heavier.

Many people have some complaints about today's weather forecast, but Bechfinger doesn't care.

So what if it rains heavily? Even a storm can't stop him from doing his mission.

Bei Hefeng numbly ignored his wet clothes, lowered his eyes to look at the time displayed on the bracelet, and drove to the next place.

He knew very well that someone was deliberately targeting him, but he was not willing to care about it.

He should have died when he was 311. 】

This is the first time that the theater shows Behringer doing a mission. The previous missions have been omitted, and most of the content shown before is colorful, interesting, or becomes interesting quickly, a typical form of giving a slap in the face and then a sweet treat.

The tone of this clip is very dark.

It’s not like the color adjusted when taking pictures, but the original gray color of the world.

I glanced at Bechfinger who was sleeping on the table. The theater was so quiet that the only sound was the sound coming from the screen.

[After completing all the tasks, Bechfinger, who had relaxed his tense nerves, fell straight to the ground in an instant, and seemed to be no different from the plastic bag next to him.

A few seconds later he got up by himself, returned to the car in a daze, and fell asleep on the steering wheel.

But his clothes were still wet, and he was soon awakened by the cold.

The little bear who had crawled out saw him like this and quickly signaled him to go back first.

Beihefenger glanced at him, forced himself to drive back. Fortunately, there were not many cars on the road in the middle of the night.

After opening the door and returning to the house, Bechfinger fell down again with a thud, and his sickly pale face turned sickly red again.

The little bear tugged at him anxiously, trying to get him to change into dry clothes.

But Bechfinger closed his eyes and ignored him.

It's not like he was asleep.

But I felt dizzy.

Seeing that he couldn't wake up his owner, the little bear had no choice but to use his little bear toy to drag the quilt over and then cover the owner with the quilt with great effort.

It stood by and panted, wiping its hands. After thinking for a while, it found the phone on Bechfinger's body, flipped through the contacts, and directly clicked on the note that it was a contact of the moon and dialed the number.

The call was quickly connected, and a gentle voice came from the phone:

"Hello, my name is Qianye. May I ask who you are? What can I do for you?"

The little bear paused and raised his hand to scratch his head.

It can't speak, what should I do?

No, no! I dialed the wrong number! I was looking for Shinryu!!

It was just hesitating whether to wait for the other party to hang up when another voice came from the other end, "Hello? What's going on?"

Bei Hefeng, who was lying on the ground, trembled and opened his eyes dazedly. When he heard the voice, he sat up with a start, took the phone and said quickly: "Sorry, I called the wrong number!"

After saying that, he immediately hung up the phone, and collapsed to the ground, closing his eyes before calling Kawasei Shinryu. 】

Liu Qingyao had a complicated expression, hesitating to speak, "I know, it must be because Qianye-kun is not in the United States, so Lanshou Xianggu pretended to call the wrong number."

As he said this, he nodded, thinking it made a lot of sense.

After getting up and taking a look at where the broadcast was, Bechfenger looked at Liu Qingyao speechlessly: "..."

How nice it would be to be quiet and peaceful like in the previous clip.

Such a handsome guy, but he just has a big mouth.

[After successfully contacting Kawasaki Shinryu, Bechfinger continued to lie on the ground, as limp as a cooked mushroom strip.

When Kawasei Shinryu came over, he saw him sleeping on the ground, all wet and sticky. When he touched his forehead, it was so hot that it could be used to steam eggs.

He could even see a faint wisp of smoke coming from him.

Kawasho Maru: ...Is it really cooked?

After changing Bechfeng's clothes and cooling him down, he woke up early the next morning.

My head is still dizzy.

Beichfeng drank some water and leaned back on the bed, looking listless.

"…I'm sorry to trouble you again."

His voice was a little hoarse and his eyes were full of apology.

"No." Kawasho Shinryu, who brought him breakfast, replied directly, "Eat breakfast first."

Beichfenger nodded, ate his breakfast obediently and took his medicine.

Kawasho Shinryu left only after his fever subsided.

The room soon returned to silence.

Beihefenger stared blankly ahead until the little bear suddenly appeared in his sight, and then he came to his senses.

Poking the little bear's ear, Bechfinger suddenly spoke in a low voice, as if asking it, or asking himself:

"Do you think I'm a bit useless?"

The little bear was stunned for a moment, then shook his head repeatedly and vigorously, as if he had to shake his head to deny what he said.

Beihefenger pressed his fingers on its head, and a smile appeared on his still pale face. "I know. If you shake your head again, it will fall off."

"Okay, go to sleep."

After patting the little bear's head, Behringer put it next to him, then lay down and pulled the quilt over himself, leaving only the part above his eyes exposed.

He stared at a certain point absentmindedly, and his purple eyes, which were sparkling with a smile a second ago, were now gray, just like the gray sky outside the window that did not match the weather forecast.

【…

After completing the mission in the United States, Bechfeng returned to Neon.

His whole state is that he is like a little sunshine in front of people, but a walking corpse behind them.

Beihefeng, whose leg was injured, jumped up to Qianzhu with a smile on his face, "Qian-chan~ Where are you going? Take me with you~"

Qianzhu glanced at him, smiled slightly, and said, "I don't plan to go anywhere, but if you want to go out and play, you can ask Qingyao and the others to accompany you."

After saying that, he turned and went back into the house.

"Eh?" Bei Hefeng watched the door close with eager eyes, then turned to look at Liu Qingyao who was basking in the sun nearby.

Liu Qingyao opened his eyes and glanced at him, then sighed and asked him in a confused tone, "Tiaotiaogu, are you really not tired?"

Bei Hefenger blinked his eyes and said, "I didn't do anything today, so of course I'm not tired."

Liu Qingyao looked at him deeply, then stood up from the chair and said, "Okay, then I'll accompany you to do whatever you want to do."

Beihefenger blinked again and answered shyly: "...I don't know."

Liu Qingyao: “…”

He thought about it for a moment and asked tentatively: "Do you want to go to the video game store?"

"Go! Let's go now!" Beifeng was very excited and pulled Liu Qingyao away.

Looking at Bechfenger who had played all types of video games that did not require the use of legs, Liu Qingyao spread his hands helplessly, and when he lost interest, he took Bechfenger back to Chino's house.

After looking at them, Qianzhu gave Beihefenger a cup of hot milk and said, "Go to bed early tonight."

Bei Hefenger's eyes lit up and he nodded, "Okay!"

Liu Qingyao: "? What about me?"

They both turned to look at him.

Liu Qingyao: “…”

Liu Qingyao said solemnly: "Yes, I am isolated."

Bechfinger: “Eh—”

[When he returned to the room at night, Bechfinger did not turn on the light. He sat down beside the bed as soon as the door was closed.

He bent over slightly, covering his face with his hands. After a long while, his muffled voice came out softly:

"Actually... I feel very tired."】

Liu Qingyao looked at Bei Hefenger who was pretending to sleep with an expression that said "As expected, I knew it".

"You still don't admit it, you little bitch."

Bechfinger waved his hand as if to shoo away a fly.

Liu Qingyao: “…”

Flattened.

He gritted his teeth and turned to look at the screen.

What is playing on the screen now is the "Bloody Artist" that has been hotly debated in the United States for some time. (134-135)

Red: “…”

Ah? That cruel "blood artist" is their innocent, kind, harmless Bechfinger?

impossible.

That bad guy Bertrand is controlling Bechfinger to do bad things again!

The resentment value towards Bertrand increased.

Black: “…”

Tsk.

It's easy to tell with your toes that this guy is the perverted Asti.

This guy named Cook is so miserable.

Hmm? A traitor?

Oh! He deserves it!

Well done Asti!

Beh? Asti? Xiaoyu? Various mushrooms? Piao? Blue Yeye? B? Magician? Finger: Died peacefully.JPG

……

People were still discussing each other in the previous clip, but everyone was completely silent in the next clip.

【…

About to be completely controlled, before he completely lost consciousness, Bechfeng had residual tears in his eyes, his expression gradually became dull and lifeless, and only a voice murmured out of his mouth.

He said to the boy in front of him:

"Run, get out of here... Treat me in the future, don't... show mercy."

He managed a barely managed smile.

Before Bechfinger's consciousness disappeared, his last thought was -

"Conan and Ai will definitely not fight back against him because they are soft-hearted, so...

Please, anyone, please help me.

I’m so scared. 」

Someone's eyes were quietly red.

Some people lowered their heads to hide the emotions on their faces.

Some people also set their sights on a person who was wrapped in black in the white area.

[The moon in the night sky was blocked by a thick layer of clouds, which were so tightly sealed that not a single light leaked out.

There was only one person running in the dark forest.

I don't know whether he is looking for it or avoiding it.

Finally he got tired.

He paused, leaning against a tree.

He was a little confused and a little scared.

Then he left something behind and picked up the dagger that fell on the ground during the countdown.

Point the sharp side towards yourself.

His shaking hands revealed his fear and hesitation.

But the next second.

The blood spurted out, causing the clouds to loosen a little, and a little light leaked out.

The young man, covered in black, fell in the darkness, with only the blood flowing in his neck still retaining its bright color.

The loud noise startled the clouds and they fled.

Let the bright moon glimpse the blue stained with gray spots and other colors.

But he disappeared very quickly. 】

"..."

There were suppressed sobbing sounds in the dark theater.

The image on the big screen went dark, and the last white "END" appeared in the center.

The cinema gave them some time to calm down.

Then he spoke without any emotion:

[The viewing content for this audience has ended. Please ask the next audience to draw a new audience.]

When the blue light stopped at him, Sekt hesitated.

Because he always felt that the next person to watch the movie would be Xiao Ye.

He picked one at random.