[Fake Identities + No CP + Pure Gray + Clones + Original Organization + Frail Buff + Doesn't follow original cases but follows the main plot]
A well-known piano composer from Blue Star...
Chapter 170 is so heartwarming to look at.
He glared resentfully at Gin, then lay down on the sofa and started piecing together small parts to create a butterfly.
Gin: "..."
He took a drag of his cigarette, put the gun back in his pocket, grabbed the driver's vodka, and left the troubled place.
"Ah, Qin-chan, are you leaving?" Bertrand asked, glancing at him, before continuing to assemble the little butterfly.
Gin ignored him and walked straight to the door of the safe house.
"Qin-chan, are you really not going to consider bringing a little butterfly for self-defense?" Bertrand shouted again.
Gin still ignored her.
Seeing that their bodies were completely far away, Bertrand pursed his lips and placed the little butterfly he had just assembled on his head.
Bored out of his mind, he played around with things for a while, then got up and went into the kitchen. "Is it ready? Is it ready? Is the lemon pie done yet?"
"Wait a little longer," Behringer replied in a voice altered by a voice changer.
“Oh~” Bertrand walked back and forth behind Behringer with his hands behind his back.
Soon, a steaming hot lemon pie for two was freshly baked.
The two of them quickly divided the food, each taking half.
After letting out a burp, Bertrand pulled Behringer along and quickly slipped out of the safe house.
After stepping out of the safe house, Afra appeared silently behind the two and asked in a soft voice, "Xiao Ye, where are you going?"
"Go to my safe house!"
“Okay, Xiaoye.” Afra turned and left, then a car pulled up.
We arrived at Bertrand's private safe house and then went directly into the specimen room.
Bertrand pointed to the man sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed, looking no different from a normal person, and the woman standing beside him with her eyes also closed, "Alright, Bei-chan, you can rest after you finish this job~"
Behefinger sighed deeply, then took out his wand and muttered to himself as he cast a spell.
"You all know magic, so why do you have to make me do it?"
"Because this is your regular job!" Bertrand stood with his hands on his hips, speaking with self-righteous indignation.
After the same dark blue fluorescence entered between their eyebrows, they slowly opened their eyes, their pupils flickered, and they looked completely normal.
It also has breathing, a heartbeat, and normal human body temperature.
Even the emotions and feelings expressed.
Upon opening their eyes, their gazes all fell upon Bertrand.
"Whoosh!" Bertrand happily stepped forward and grabbed their hands. "That's great!"
Scotland's gentle eyes flickered, and then he gently raised his hand to stroke Bertrand's head.
Akemi Miyano gently returned his hand.
Behrfinger glanced at them, shrugged, and then suddenly twitched.
"Oops, this clone has used up quite a bit of energy. Well then, I'm going to rest now~"
Behringer remained calm, then moved closer to Bertrand and gently rubbed his cheek against Bertrand's.
Bertrand chuckled and patted his head. "Okay~"
Bechfinger yawned, then turned into fluorescent blue fragments and dissipated into the air.
Bertrand happily led the 'two' into the living room, letting them 'introduce' themselves to Afra.
"That's great! From now on, Afra will be the mom, Scotland will be the brother, and Akemi will be the sister!"
The baby-faced boy's eyes sparkled like a few bright stars in the winter night sky.
Her fair cheeks were tinged with a faint blush, like a few striking red plum blossoms amidst the snow-covered landscape of winter.
Just looking at it makes you feel warm.
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"Wuhu, mission accomplished for today!"