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

Chapter 739: Extremely Calm

"That's true." Mao Lilan just picked up her coffee and thought about it for a while during these days. Indeed, no case happened. She didn't even get any small commissions like asking her father to help find cats and dogs.

Suzuki Sonoko held her cheek with one hand, looking a little sad for some reason, "Could it be that something big is going to happen suddenly?"

"Probably not?"

"That's hard to say. After all, recently it really is like the calm before the storm." Suzuki Sonoko shrugged, being somewhat skeptical about what she said.

The main thing is that Beika Town, where murders often happened, is now so peaceful that she feels a little depressed.

Qianzhu listened to their conversation and smiled helplessly.

But this does seem like a sign of something big that's about to happen.

"welcome."

Hearing Yumeko Morita's voice greeting customers, Conan looked back and his pupils shrank slightly.

The person who entered the coffee shop was wrapped up tightly, and judging by his height and body shape, he seemed to be a man.

It's impossible not to make people suspicious when wearing so much in such hot summer.

As for why Conan became alert instantly, it was because this guy's dress really looked like a member of the Black Organization.

Chizukuri also noticed him and looked over. There was only a puzzled look in his eyes as to why he was wearing so much. He looked away calmly after a few glances and did not attract the attention of the other party. Instead, Conan's slightly inquiring look made the other party turn his head to look at him.

But perhaps because he was just a child, the man in black did not take it too seriously. He packed a few sandwiches and left.

Conan's gaze followed the other person as he left, and he only withdrew his gaze when he could no longer see him. At the same time, a strong suspicion arose in his heart.

Qianzhu looked at him and sighed softly in his heart.

They continued to stay in the coffee shop for some time before leaving.

On the second day of class, they all found that Kawasei Mahiroo and Kawasei Machi had returned.

As soon as I arrived at the classroom, I saw that Kawasei Machiko's seat was surrounded by people. I knew that it must be Machiko who had been on leave for a while and came back, so I put down my schoolbag and squeezed into the crowd.

“True knowledge—!”

"Long time no see! I think you are okay now?"

Kawasho Machi blinked, looked at the eager expressions on their faces, curved his eyes and smiled and replied: "Well, it's all right now!"

"That's great, we can play together again!"

When Conan heard this as he walked into the classroom with his schoolbag on his back, he shook his head and sighed helplessly.

"After all, they are still just children, aren't they?" Haibara Ai next to them chuckled, as if she was talking to Conan, or as if she was talking to herself. She walked to her seat and sat down, then picked up a book to read.

Kawasaki Masashi, who finally got the students to return to their seats, breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at Haibara Ai and Conan.

The day's classes were over, and before Ayumi and the others could invite him, Machika said he had to go back.

Ayumi and the other two blinked and watched him leave, "Maji, are you busy with something?"

"Maybe. After all, there are only him and his brother in Zhenzhi's family."

They walked in the opposite direction while talking.

Conan turned around and looked in the direction where Kawasaki Machika left.

After leaving school, Kawasei Makoto returned to his apartment. He threw his schoolbag in the living room and ran into his room. He turned on the computer on the desk and started typing.

He dug up some news from a long time ago, then hacked into the system and modified all the relevant information.

Looking at all the pages displayed on the computer, Kawasho Masashi thought for a moment.

There is no sign of this scene yet, so let’s leave some room for maneuver.

While he was setting the stage here, the Black Organization's safe house number five.

The codename members present were somewhat numb. Recently, they had become accustomed to the appearance of Bertrand, who had been running around since the destruction of safe house number three.

The silver-haired boy who was being stared at by everyone was not at all flustered. Instead, he leisurely occupied the entire sofa.

"Are you guys free? Why do I see you every time I come here?" Bertrand swung his legs and glanced at them like a leader inspecting them.

"Well, we came here to rest after completing the mission..." a code member spoke cautiously.

"Eh? So that's how it is." Bertrand blinked, thought for a moment, and then suddenly turned over and sat up, his fair face filled with excitement.

Some members sensed something was wrong instantly, and before he could say anything, they immediately stood up and ran out of the safe house like a 100-meter sprint, leaving only one sentence lingering in the room.

"Lord Bertrand, let's go on a mission!"

Bertrand blinked and looked around. As expected, everyone had left.

He immediately curled his lips in dissatisfaction, "That's too much, what's wrong with playing with me?"

"Everyone is busy, everyone is busy, forget it, just be busy."

Bertrand sighed sadly, like an old man lamenting the passing of time.

Because everyone ran away, Bechfinger appeared here: "..."

Bertrand caught a glimpse of him from the corner of his eye, his eyes immediately lit up, and he raised his hand and waved at him, "Hey! Asti, you're back. I happen to be bored. Let's go play~"

After he finished speaking, he jumped off the sofa, put on his shoes in a second, and then ran out of the safe house with Bechfinger.

The safe house became empty in less than two minutes: ...

Maybe this is efficiency.

While walking on the road, Bechfenger shook his hands, "Sure enough, after turning off the clone and then turning it on again, my body functions much better. Last time I soaked in the sea water for a while, I always felt like I was rusted."

Hearing this, Bertrand spread his hands indifferently, "Then find a time to shut down Kurosawa's clone as well. It's been going on for a long time."

Bechfinger smiled cheerfully, "These words sound as if the clone is a robot."

"Hmm~ Why can't it be considered as such?"

Bertrand smiled, covering his mouth.

"Where do you think we should go?" Bechfinger looked around, then turned to look at Bertrand with some confusion.

"Hmm... I don't know either. After all, things have been really quiet lately."

Bertrand answered, searching the crowd with his eyes, and his eyes lit up when he saw a beautiful young lady.

Bechfinger: "..."

Xine, after acting for so long, I start to wonder whether the person in front of me is really myself.