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

Chapter 640: Just an Ordinary Worker

Bertrand shrugged, folded the letter back and stuffed it back into the envelope. "Well, now that things have come to this, let's go to sleep and leave everything to them."

After throwing the envelope on the table, he went back to the house yawning.

Vermouth was silent for a moment, and put the letter back into the envelope. At the same time, she looked at Gin beside her and asked, "What do you think?"

"I don't have any idea." Gin replied calmly. After putting the envelope away, he took out a cigarette and lit it. After taking a puff of the cigarette, he continued: "After all, what the church said is not wrong. For us, it is indeed us who are in the open while Death is in the dark. Their methods are probably no worse than the church. The invitation letter that Death gave to the church also used their code name."

Gin's tone was eerie but calm, "Besides, it's not like we can't investigate this ourselves."

"What do you mean?" Vermouth supported her head with one hand, a smile on her lips.

Gin sneered and shook the ashes off his cigarette.

It seems that there is no role for him, a controlled transparent tool, here.

Beihefeng thought to himself, then quietly stood up and left the safe house.

Gin and Vermouth behind noticed it but didn't pay much attention.

After all, they didn't think that a controlled guy could leak any information.

Bei Hefengge said that indeed he would not, after all, he is a perfect performer.

In the corner, he changed out of his black skin and put on his red skin, and Bechfinger skipped away.

Finally off work!

After he found a place to spend a relaxing night, he received a text message from Asa early the next morning.

[Come to work. —Asa]

Bechfinger: "..."

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What is going on when one clone is called to work by another clone?

After slowly packing up, he picked up a piece of toast and walked towards Dos Coffee Shop.

At this time, there was still some time before the official opening of the day, and Yumeko Morita happened to be there, but she looked a little absent-minded.

Bechfinger tilted his head slightly in confusion, remembering the case the subject had encountered the day before he returned.

oops.

What a coincidence.

He stepped forward to take the key from Yumeko Morita's hand, which could not be inserted into the keyhole. While helping her open the door, he asked with some concern: "Yumeko, what's wrong with you? Did you not get enough rest yesterday?"

"Ah, Bechfenger, it's you." Yumeko Morita was a little surprised by the sudden appearance of Bechfenger, and his question also made her silent.

"What happened?" Bechfinger looked puzzled. "Come in first."

"Okay." Yumeko Morita nodded blankly and put on an apron the first thing she did when she walked into the store.

Bei Hefenger leaned on the bar and looked at her. After a little struggle to organize his words, he said to her, "Um, Mengzi, are you not feeling well today? Otherwise, why don't you ask the store manager for leave? It just so happens that he forced me to come to work today."

Yumeko Morita was stunned for a moment, then she couldn't help but chuckle, "You seem to be an employee here. It's normal for you to be forced by the manager after not coming to work for so long."

"That's true, but I've asked for leave until tomorrow. How does he know that I have nothing to do today?" Beihefenger hissed and muttered in distress.

Yumeko Morita looked at him and smiled slightly, seeming to feel much better. "Don't worry, I'm fine. I was just thinking about something."

Although he was an uncle who had been very kind to her since she was a child, their affection had faded a lot since that incident.

But after all, it was one of the few relatives who passed away, so she was still somewhat sad. However, she thought that it would not be good if this sadness affected her life.

Yumeko Morita calmed herself down and suddenly became full of energy again.

It was not easy for her to get out of that dark basement, she must work hard to improve herself!

Seeing Yumeko Morita regain her vitality, Bechfinger tilted his head slightly: ???

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"By the way, Bechfinger, we are running low on coffee beans. Could you please go to the warehouse and get some?" Yumeko Morita was sorting out the supplies in the store and suddenly spoke to Bechfinger, then took out the key to the warehouse and handed it to him.

"No problem~" Beihefenger took the key, hummed a tune and walked out of the coffee shop. However, he turned back after walking a few steps and gave Morita Yumeko an embarrassed smile without any embarrassment.

"Um, Mengzi, where is the warehouse of our coffee shop?"

Only then did Yumeko Morita realize that for Beichfeng, who often skipped work... and often took leave, he really didn't know where the warehouse was.

After learning the location of the warehouse from Yumeko Morita, Bechfinger went there with a sigh.

He took out the variety of coffee beans that Yumeko Morita mentioned, and just as he closed the warehouse door, there was a bang behind him.

Bechfinger looked back in confusion and saw a murder taking place near him.

"……what?"

Then with a bang, a bullet grazed his head and broke several of his blue bullets.

——Of course, this was the result of him dodging it.

If I hadn't dodged it, there would probably be another pitiful corpse here.

For some reason, the murderer's gun was no longer pointed at him, perhaps because he was distracted by something.

It's like being criticized by some elementary school students.

When Conan and the others ran over, they not only found the corpse, but also a blue-haired young man holding coffee beans in his arms.

"Brother Behefenger!"

Ayumi shouted out in surprise.

Bei Hefenger came back to his senses and looked at the several elementary school students who appeared here, "Ah, hello."

"Behrfinger?" Conan was a little stunned when he saw him. "What are you doing here?"

Bei Hefenger suddenly felt aggrieved, "I came to our coffee shop's warehouse to get coffee beans, but I didn't expect to be threatened by a bullet as soon as I left the house."

He looked at Conan with tears in his eyes and accused him, and pointed angrily at the bullet stuck in the wall behind him.

"Uh..." Conan was speechless for a moment, looking at the young man in front of him mumbling.

"If the murderer could see what was happening here, shouldn't he know that I just came out of the warehouse and didn't see the murder process at all! And how could he think I could see him from such a distance? I'm just an ordinary coffee shop worker who came to get coffee beans."

After he muttered a lot of things, he squatted down in a pretentious manner, covered his face with his hands and whimpered.

Conan held his forehead helplessly, then reached out and patted the shoulder of this guy who claimed to be an ordinary person.