vstars Chapter 741: 1 anonymous text message
Chapter 741: 1 anonymous text message
"Don't move, Conan-kun~"
Feeling the nervousness of the child in his arms, Bertrand comforted him kindly, then looked at Vermouth with a smile, but the smile did not reach his eyes, which inexplicably made her feel a little cold in her heart.
"Sister, do you really... like them so much? Why? Have you known each other for a long time? Are they important to you? Important enough for you to tell him the information? Do you intend to help him or do you simply think it's interesting to watch him fight against the organization?"
With every word the boy spoke, he took a step closer to Vermouth, and the smile on his face deepened slightly.
He seemed very curious, but also seemed to be questioning.
For a moment, Vermouth didn't know how to answer.
The boy blinked, as if he had sensed her unspeakable meaning. He paused, thought for a moment, and tilted his head, his beautiful eyes full of curiosity. "Hey, what did they do to make you like them so much, sister?"
Vermouth was silent for a while, and then she spoke with some difficulty, "They saved me."
Obviously, she also felt that this reason was not convincing enough to convince Bertrand.
"Oh……"
Bertrand nodded as if he understood what she said, "I see, so they saved my sister..."
He seemed to believe it, but also seemed not to believe it, but he still put Conan down and rubbed his head with a smile, "Then you guys play, I'm leaving first~"
After saying that, he turned and left the underground parking lot without any reluctance.
He didn't seem to care about this matter, and might not even go to Gin to complain, but Vermouth felt a vague sense of uneasiness in her heart.
She got into the car and left without even saying hello to Conan.
When Vermouth drove outside, there was no sign of Bertranci.
To prevent her from calling, Bertrand turned off his cell phone and called Bechfinger.
Bei Hefenger put his hands on his hips and stared at him with half-moon eyes. "Tell me, where do you want me to take you to play next?"
Bertrand thought about it for a moment, then his eyes lit up and he decided, "Let's go to the island and have some fun!"
"Row."
Bechfinger raised his chin, put one hand on Bertrand's shoulders, and snapped his fingers with the other.
The next second, they appeared in front of the holy and magnificent church.
"Wuhu! I'm back again!"
A silver-haired boy ran into the church excitedly, followed by a young man in a platinum cloak.
"Don't run!"
Just as the naughty little guy was running around in the corridor, a white-gloved hand grabbed the back of his collar.
Bertrand was still running when he was picked up and hung in the air.
He looked up in confusion, and what he saw was the warm smile of the blond young man. He looked again and saw several nuns and monks with their heads lowered following the young man.
"Woooa ...! Godfather!"
Bertrand excitedly wrapped his four paws around R's waist and rubbed his cheek against his chest.
R smiled and pulled him away, stuffing him back into Bechfinger's arms. He waved his hand and led the people behind him out of the church. "I still have things to do. Go and have fun by yourselves."
"Okay~" Bechfenger responded, then lowered his head to look at Bertrand who had turned into a real cat in his arms, and burst into laughter without hesitation.
The cat blinked its light green eyes and looked at its pink paws in confusion, "...Ahhh——!?"
Behringer: Laughing till I hammered the wall.JPG
30 seconds later, Bertrand suddenly changed back, and Bechfinger, who had not used his strength properly, fell forward due to the change in weight of the little one in his arms.
Snapped!
Murataya stood beside the flowers, folded her elbows and looked silently at the two people lying there peacefully.
"How long do you want to lie on my flowers?"
Beihefenger waved away a butterfly that had landed on the tip of his nose leisurely. "It's so comfortable to lie here. There's also the scent of sleeping flowers. How nice."
"Yeah." Bertrand nodded in agreement.
Murataya was even more speechless.
You should sleep where you fall, right?
"Forget it, just remember to go back and catch up on the plot." Murataya waved her hand helplessly, and when she turned to leave, she did not forget to remind them to restore the flowers before leaving.
The two people lying in the flowers responded in unison, then closed their eyes and fell into a light sleep in a second.
Neon, Tokyo.
Ever since he last learned about Morobushi Kagemitsu's situation, Toru Amuro has been visiting him frequently.
Although he didn't know why his good friend who died in front of him suddenly appeared here alive, at least after knowing that the 'Scotland' he saw in the organization now was actually a doll made by Bertrand according to the appearance of Zhu Fu Jingguang, the anger in his heart dissipated a lot.
As for Zhu Fu Jingguang's memory loss, he hopes that he can remember it, but he also doesn't want him to remember everything.
Zhu Fu Jingguang opened the door, looked at the young man standing at the door wearing a mask and a hat, and smiled as he let him in.
Although he hasn't remembered it yet, he is willing to trust Amuro Toru. After all, that subconscious sense of familiarity and closeness cannot be deceived.
Glancing at Amuro Toru, Zhu Fu Jingguang asked with a hint of doubt: "Are you troubled by something?"
"Yeah." Amuro Toru exhaled, nodded slightly, sat down on the sofa with some sadness, sighed again and said faintly: "Because Beifenger disappeared for a long time, I was really a little worried."
"Behrfinger?"
Zhu Fu Jingguang was stunned when he heard this, and he repeated the name word by word.
A vague figure and voice flashed through his mind, and this name felt as familiar as when he first learned the name of Furuya Rei.
"Although that guy is a little young, he's smart and skilled, so there's no need to worry too much."
He subconsciously replied to Toru Amuro, and was stunned after he finished speaking.
Amuro Toru blinked and looked up at him. He couldn't help but find it funny to see him looking a little confused. He nodded and said, "That's true."
But he was still a little worried, after all, that guy took everything on himself, and he was a fool who could easily get himself hurt for the sake of others.
Just when Toru Amuro was a little absent-minded, his cell phone rang twice.
I took it out and found it was a completely anonymous text message.
[Come to Tokyo Tower at 7pm tomorrow night. Maybe you will find what you want to know or see here.]
What do you mean?
Anything about Bechfinger?
Toru Amuro held the phone in his hand, frowning as he looked at the ambiguous text message and fell into deep thought.