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

Chapter 742 I Knocked You Out

Seeing that he suddenly looked serious, Zhu Fu Jingguang raised his eyebrows slightly, then walked over to sit next to him and took the phone from his hand.

"Tomorrow night? Tokyo Tower?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang couldn't help but frown when he saw this, then turned to look at Amuro Toru, "Could it be about Bechfinger?"

Amuro Toru nodded slightly, but his tone was more or less uncertain, "I think so too..."

"Then go and have a look. I'll go with you."

Morofushi Keimitsu confirmed it and then returned the phone to Amuro Toru.

Amuro Toru blinked when he heard that, then glanced at him, "Of course you can... but you have to pretend..."

Zhu Fu Jingguang:? ?

Time passed quickly and it was the next evening.

Two figures stood in the air, looking at the Tokyo Tower in front of them, muttering continuously.

"It's going to be shot and almost turned into rotten iron. Can I throw a bomb at it? According to science, it will return to its original state the next day." The silver-haired boy tapped his chin and muttered excitedly.

The blue-haired young man next to him nodded in agreement. "Perhaps you can give it a try. By the way, do you want to blow up the sacred toilet again? Blow it to pieces? Or after blowing it up, throw some divine power in to slow down the speed at which the world's consciousness recovers?"

"Aha, I think you're right~" Bertrand nodded, then lowered his head and looked down, "Conan-kun has appeared."

"Okay." Bechfeng also lowered his head to look at the small figure on the ground running into the Tokyo Tower, and snapped his fingers with a smile.

The next second, his appearance changed.

After easily changing his appearance, Bechfinger took out a small mirror and admired his own beauty. "Hmm~ Not bad, not bad. Even with the change of appearance, I am still very handsome."

A drop of sweat slid down Bertrand's forehead and he looked at him with a pair of crescent eyes.

"The police are here too, go get ready."

After looking at the car that had arrived under the Tokyo Tower, Bertrand patted Bechfinger and retreated.

Seeing this, Bechfinger spread his hands absentmindedly, then sat down and watched what would happen.

After Ireland, disguised as Matsumoto Kiyonaga, knocked out the rest of the police officers, Bechfinger flew directly to the tower, but did not show up. Instead, he hid in a corner and watched the show from close range.

When Conan was punched twice by Ireland, he cooperated and showed a painful expression on his face.

Ouch, it hurts just looking at it.

Knowing that Conan would not die so easily, Bechfenger was not in a hurry to leave.

Although Ireland does not hate Gin because Pisco is not dead, there is already competition within the organization, so it is reasonable for Ireland to want to use Conan to defeat Gin.

It's just that it won't succeed.

Bechfinger shrugged, and when he saw Mao Lilan running up, his eyes lit up slightly.

Then he appeared out of nowhere and knocked her and the staff member who followed behind her unconscious with a knife.

After letting Mao Lilan lean against a safe corner, Bei Hefengge ignored the staff member and ran happily to Conan.

As expected of the protagonist, he persisted for so long without feeling dizzy.

Beihefenger sighed silently, then walked out slowly, picked up Conan in front of Ireland, looked at him with a smile, "Sorry, this little prey is mine~"

"who are you?"

Ireland held the gun in his hand and stared at the unfamiliar face of Bechfinger.

"It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is that you can't touch him." Bei Hefeng pointed at Conan in his arms. "After all, Bertrand hasn't had enough fun yet."

"Bertrancy? Does he know that this brat is Kudo Shinichi?"

Ireland narrowed his eyes, he was sure that the stranger in front of him was also a member of the organization.

"I know."

"..."

Ireland was somewhat speechless.

Just then someone called him and he took out his cell phone and answered.

"Did you get the memory card?"

It was Bertrand's voice.

“…I got it.”

"Very good, go to the upper floor and ignore the others." Bertrand's tone was satisfied one second, and turned into a threat the next.

Ireland paused, glanced at Behringer and continued to speak into the phone, "This is a serious mistake made by Gin. Are you going to cover up for him?"

"Huh?" Bertrand's voice was filled with doubt. "Do you think I will help you defeat my dear guardian? I don't care what mistakes he makes. It doesn't affect my play anyway. As for you, just focus on doing your task well. Defeat Qin-chan? Don't even think about it. Boss is on my side, okay?"

Ireland was speechless.

But if you think about it carefully, it is true. Bertrand, who is favored by the Boss, knows about this matter, and the Boss himself is also aware of it. However, not only does he care about Gin's mistake, but he also allows Bertrand to do whatever he wants. What does this show?

This shows that Bertrand's status in the Boss's heart is really high, and even the mistakes made by Gin become insignificant, just because he is Bertrand's nominal guardian!

For no reason, Ireland felt a little jealous.

He looked at Bechfeng coldly, snorted, and walked up to the next floor, not forgetting to tear off the disguise on his face on the way.

Seeing him leave, Conan, whose mouth was covered by Behringer, was still trying to struggle, but was hit on the head with a chestnut.

"Are you trying to kill yourself? You knew he was from the organization, yet you still rushed to him."

After Ireland's figure disappeared, Bechfenger returned to his original voice and lowered his voice to scold Conan.

Conan stopped moving immediately, raised his head and looked at him with wide eyes, "Behrfenger!?"

"Really? As soon as I came back, I heard from Qianzhu and Xiaoai that you were investigating the organization, so I rushed here, only to find that you were facing him alone." Bei Hefenger put him down with a very resentful look in his tone.

"Because I want to get that memory card." Conan took a deep breath. The dream he had a few days ago about Gin discovering his identity and wanting to take action against the people around him made him feel very eager to investigate the organization.

"But you should also know that it is simply a fantasy for you to fight against a group of them alone."

Bei Hefengge put his hands on his hips in dissatisfaction, "And just now Xiaolan almost ran up, luckily I stopped her."

"Xiaolan!?" Conan's expression changed instantly when he heard the name, "How is she now?"

Bei Hefenger replied with a wooden face, "Oh, to prevent her from running back, I knocked her out and put her down there."

Conan: "..."