Chapter 318 Today's dose of Tou-chan's emotional value is here!

After closing the door to the private room, Bechfenger crossed his arms and looked at the little butterfly fluttering its wings in the air. Then he walked to the spot where the bomb was hidden, pulled it out, and looked at the countdown on it.

There are still nearly three minutes left.

Behrfinger tossed the bomb around in his hand, then wandered around the box.

As the countdown gradually decreased, he couldn't help but fall into thought.

Getting blown up would definitely hurt a lot, so should we just turn off the pain setting?

Then apply another layer of magic.

Staring at the ten-second countdown, Behringer silently shut down the pain, applied several layers of magic to himself, and then threw the bomb a little further away.

boom--!

A loud bang startled people both inside and outside the hotel, and many looked towards the fifth floor of the hotel, where thick smoke was billowing out.

People inside the restaurant screamed and ran out.

Silently opening his eyes, he glanced at the politicians who had all been blown to bits, then silently rolled his eyes before 'laboriously' getting up and dragging his blast-damaged body away from the unrecognizable private room.

Upon hearing the explosion, Amuro Tooru instinctively ran towards the blast site.

After running to the rooftop of the hotel, Bechfenger sighed deeply and leaned against the wall in thought.

How could he subtly tell Amuro Tooru that he was here without breaking down his stubborn, innocent persona... oh no, without breaking down his "bear your own suffering" persona?

As he was pondering, the door to the rooftop suddenly opened, shattering his thoughts. An exclamation mark appeared on Behffiner's forehead, and he immediately collapsed to the ground with a thud, looking as if he were on the verge of death.

Ah, I'm dying.

But I think I can still be saved.

Slightly reducing the pain, Behffiner silently took a breath, clutching the plush bear tightly in her hand. Her breathing weakened, and her eyes began to glaze over.

As the faint footsteps drew closer, Behringer made a show of struggling...

Forget it, I don't want to move.

"Behrfinger!?"

Behringer glanced instinctively at the person who made the sound, then closed his eyes and fell into a coma.

Today's mood score is here.

Back at Safe House 3 with Gin, Bertrand covered his mouth with his hand and yawned. He stretched and grabbed a can of lemon tea, opened it, and then absentmindedly spoke to Gin.

"Koto-chan, the new guy who just arrived is an undercover agent."

Gin paused for a moment, then looked up at the boy who was curled up on the sofa with a cushion in his arms. "And then?"

"Let's make him into a puppet? That way we'll have another obedient tool~" Bertrand chuckled and picked up the TV remote to switch to the cartoon channel.

Gin nodded. "Okay."

"Then let's go and arrest him, Su-chan and Akemi-neechan! Remember to turn him into a doll after the interrogation!"

Bertrand watched the cartoon intently, accepting Afra's feeding while giving a casual order.

“Okay, Xiaoye.” Scotland and Mingmei smiled gently, then turned and headed towards the location of the poor undercover agent.

Unaware that he had been exposed, the undercover agent was still mingling with the other members of the distillery.

As they were talking, suddenly everyone looked up in alarm at the undercover agent's back.

"What's wrong with you guys?" asked the undercover agent, Otani Yukari, puzzled.

One of the members who was closer to him gestured with his eyes to his back.