[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 278 Are you talking about me?
Bertrand took a sip of lemon tea and then stood up excitedly.
"Where is he? I'm going to find him right now!"
Gin glanced at him and calmly uttered a name, "He's at the Midnight Bar right now."
"Midnight Bar?" Bertrand tilted his head, then drew out a "okay," and after calling over Afra's three dolls, headed straight for the Midnight Bar.
As an asset of the organization, the Polar Night Bar is staffed entirely by members of the organization, including both non-codenamed and codenamed members.
However, most of them had no contact with core members or access to more information about the organization, so even if they had heard about the deeds of the Bertrand Little Madman, it was only a little bit.
And Bertrand wouldn't wander into such boring places, so few people knew what this little madman looked like.
When Bertrand, who looked like a minor and had a baby face that made him look even more like a child, walked into the bar, he quickly attracted the attention of many people.
The man sitting at the bar stared at him for a moment, then looked him over and a teasing expression appeared on his face. "Hey, little brother, what are you doing here in a place like this all by yourself?"
Bertrand blinked at him, his hands clasped behind his back, looking extremely shy. He said in a soft voice, "I'm here to find someone~"
"Oh? Who are you looking for? Tell your brother, maybe he can help you find him!" The man said, laughing heartily.
Bertrand looked at him for a few seconds, then a cute smile appeared on his face. "I'm looking for Remy Martin and Tsumura Shunpei~"
The man's laughter suddenly paused.
Because his code name was Remy Martin.
He looked at the boy, who appeared to be no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, with surprise. "You're looking for me?"
The baby-faced boy chuckled, "Yeah~ So where is Tsumura Shunpei?"
"I'm here." Another man came out from the corridor leading to the restroom, and also sized up the boy who had specifically asked for him.
"You're all here! That's wonderful!" Bertrand happily clasped her hands together, her bright eyes looking at them. "Then let's get right to the assessment tasks now!"
"Huh?" Now it wasn't just Rémy Martin who was surprised; Tsumura Shunpei and the other members of the organization also turned to look at Bertrand.
"Gin-sama said the person sent to conduct the audit is you?" Tsumura Shunpei found it hard to accept that such a young child was in charge of his assessment. He frowned, somewhat embarrassed and annoyed. "Is this an insult to me?"
Remy Martin's lips twitched slightly. He opened his mouth with some difficulty, "Are you sure you're a member of the organization?"
Bertrand puffed out his cheeks, looking at him with some dissatisfaction, and put his hands on his hips, looking very angry. "Of course I am! Are you guys going to do the assessment task or not?!"
"You? What can a little brat like you who looks like a useless piece of trash do?" Tsumura Shunpei said sarcastically.
"Huh?" Bertrand blinked in confusion, looked left and right, then pointed to himself and looked at him incredulously, "You little good-for-nothing? Are you talking about me?"
"Hmph, is there another brat here?" Tsumura Shunpei walked toward the bar door with a resentful look on his face.