I Gave Conan APTX-4869

Forty minutes later.

Shinji suddenly heard footsteps.

There was the sound of footsteps in high heels.

No need to guess, Shinji knows who it is.

I saw Belmode walking over with a plastic bag: "Here, what you bring to eat."

Shinji finally said to the bag, "It's only half an hour, you're back so soon?"

"I thought you wouldn't be back for at least an hour."

While talking, he opened the plastic bag.

It turns out that Belmode brought him hamburgers and French fries, as well as a Coke.

"It's actually a hamburger?"

Belmode sat next to Shinji and said, "What? I don't like it."

"No."

Shinji took a bite of the burger and said, "It's just that I haven't had a burger in a long time."

Since he crossed over, he has never eaten a hamburger, and has always been cooking or eating in restaurants by himself.

Foods like hamburgers are hardly eaten.

But once in a while, it tastes pretty good.

"By the way, is your car parked near here?" Shinji asked suddenly.

"No, I'm parked somewhere else, it would make Conan suspicious."

Belmod knew Conan well, and knew that he was very keen. If he parked the car near this place, it would easily make Conan suspicious, so she deliberately stayed a little farther.

Then walked over on foot.

Soon, Shinji was able to get rid of the burgers and fries.

At this time, Conan has not come.

"Black Cherry, can I ask you a question?" Belmod asked.

"Yes, as long as it's a question I can answer."

"You...why do you want to join the organization?" Belmod asked after hesitating.

Hearing this, Shinji turned to look at Belmod.

He never imagined that Belmod would ask this question.

It was really hard for him to answer.

Did you just tell her that I was an undercover agent?

This is definitely not possible.

While it's no big deal to tell Belmode that she's undercover, Shinji believes she won't tell.

But as long as it's a human being, there will be times when it's slack.

So let's not talk about it.

"Actually, I didn't expect to join the organization, I just mixed in the society, and Gin took a fancy to it."

"I joined the organization in such a confused way."

All of the above are the experience of the original owner, but Shinji omits part of it.

"Then do you regret joining the organization?" Belmod asked another question.

Shinji always felt that Belmode was fishing.

But think about Belmod's performance in the original book, and the relationship with him.

There is very little chance of fishing.

And from Belmod's performance in the original work, a problem has always been reflected.

That's what Belmod wants to use Conan's hand to destroy the organization.

to leave the organization.

So it seems no surprise that Belmod asked the question.

"regret?"

"Of course I regret it!"

"That guy Gin was starving all day long, and when he first joined the organization, every time he approached Gin, he felt like he was being pointed at."

"And always make me do those murders."

"It turned me from a good guy to a terrorist."

"Alas!" Shinji sighed.

"By the way, you won't tell Gin these words!?" Shinji asked deliberately.

Belmode rolled his eyes and said, "Do you think I'll tell Gin about this?"

"probably not."

"But why are you asking such a question?"

"You don't regret joining the organization, do you!?" Shinji asked tentatively.

Hearing Shinji's question, Belmod fell silent and said, "I do regret joining the organization."

"I wish I could kill my former self."

"But I can't do that."

Belmod's answer surprised Shinji.

He thought that Belmoder would fool him about this question, but he didn't think that he didn't fool him, but said it directly.

Then the moonlight shone through the hole in the roof, and Shinji saw a look of helplessness, sadness, and despair flash across Belmod's face.

Seeing Belmod with this expression, Shinji felt a little distressed.

At this time, Shinji patted his shoulder: "If you are not happy, I can borrow you to lean on my shoulder."

Belmod looked at Shinji, then put his head gently on his shoulder.

Feeling the weight on his shoulders, Shinji opened his mouth and tried to say something, but he didn't and didn't say it.

Maybe Belmod at this time is the real Belmod!

Belmod, leaning on Shinji's shoulder, showed a faint smile.

At this moment, the sound of cars outside the warehouse broke the quiet and peaceful scene.

Hearing this voice, Belmod's head left Shinji's shoulder and stood up.

"Time to do something!"

At this time, Belmode put on another "mask".

"Humph!"

"Damn Conan!".

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