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

Chapter 576 I Will Take Care of It Myself

"Yes, the elders in my family used to be very strict and never let me go out." Bertrand answered without any psychological burden while looking around.

"I see." Mao Lilan said with a smile.

No wonder Xiaoye looks so innocent, it’s obvious that his family dotes on him very much.

Bertrand walked very fast, so Mao Lilan and others who followed him also subconsciously quickened their pace a little.

No matter how harmless the other party looks, he is still a member of a criminal organization, and now Bechfinger only listens to Bertrand's orders. If the little lunatic suddenly wants to harm the two girls, they will not be able to resist at all, and may even subconsciously not have time to resist.

Therefore, Conan also tried his best to stretch his short legs and follow closely behind them.

A group of vests followed Qian Zhu and walked slowly behind.

Kuno Nayazuki was playing with a fan in her hand, looking at the figures in front of her with amusement.

When they reached an ice sculpture of a giant bear, she swung her fan inconspicuously toward it.

A slight clicking sound was heard.

This should have been drowned out by the noisy voices, but Conan captured this sound.

He subconsciously turned his head to look at the ice sculpture next to him, and then his pupils shrank and he shouted, "Sister Xiaolan, Sister Sonoko, run forward quickly!"

Both of them and Bertrand looked back with a puzzled look.

"careful!"

At the same time, there was a cry of surprise from behind.

There was a loud bang.

The giant bear ice sculpture next to it collapsed and hit the ground heavily.

After realizing something was wrong, Mao Lilan pulled Suzuki Sonoko and rushed forward, and the ice sculpture just happened to brush against their shoes and fell to the ground.

Conan hurried over to help her up, then turned his head to look at the two black figures in the snow.

Bertrand got up, with a small ball of snow on his head and his coat somewhat soaked by it, and suddenly he sneezed.

"Xiaoye, are you okay?"

Mao Lilan turned her head and looked over.

Before Bertrand could answer, Asti beside him slowly got up.

There was only a spot of blood-red left on the white snow.

A stone was hidden in the snow, right at the spot where his forehead was when he fell.

Asti stood up staggeringly, and the first thing he did was to help Bertrand up, brush off the snow on his head and body, check if he was injured, and then raise his hand to gently touch the wound.

"Oh my God! Are you okay, sir?" Mouri Ran and Suzuki Sonoko were shocked. They casually shook off the snow on their bodies and hurried over.

Asti shook his head, his voice a little hoarse, “I’m fine, don’t worry about me.”

"But you're bleeding! We have to take care of the wound as soon as possible!"

The person in charge of the ice sculpture exhibition hurried over when he heard that the ice sculpture had fallen. He was so scared when he saw that someone was injured that his hands trembled. He ran over quickly and raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead even in this cold winter.

"Sir, are you okay? This is our fault. We will compensate you. If you don't mind, please let us treat your wounds for you!"

He bent down in panic and did several standard 90-degree bows.

He took out a handkerchief and casually wiped the blood off his forehead, then looked at the person in charge unmoved, "No, I can handle it myself, so I won't bother you."