Chapter 29 thought he had been used for experiments.
Bertrand rolled his eyes, grabbed the strap of his crossbody bag and followed behind him, while Kosaki Junke walked at the very back.
After taking a few steps, Bertrand turned back to look at Xiaocang Chunhui, nodded at her, and said, "Go and take care of the target. I believe you can do your best!"
Xiaocang Chunhui:......
"OK."
Perhaps having already investigated the target's location, Kosuke Chunhui acted swiftly and ruthlessly.
Bertrand rested his finger, which resembled a gun, under his chin, and walked over to Xiao Cang Chun Hui, whispering a few words in her ear.
Upon hearing this, Xiao Cang Chunhui paused for a moment, glanced meaningfully at the smiling boy, nodded, and returned to the side of the already deceased target. She then carried the corpses and, as the boy had instructed, placed them one by one into a piano room.
...
Listening to the Moonlight Sonata playing in the bright firelight, the boy with his hands in his pockets wore a calm smile, which was unusual for him.
But the next second his expression would return to normal, as if what they had just glimpsed was just an illusion.
He jumped up and down excitedly, the blush on his face was hard to tell whether it was from the firelight or from his own excitement.
"...If we leave, someone will probably find out soon."
“Oh.” Bertrand looked back one last time at the flames that had almost illuminated the entire night.
The two people with their backs to him couldn't see the extremely wicked smile that appeared on his face.
Like a little devil.
Back on the ship, Bertrand jumped around in high spirits, not even mentioning that he was hungry.
He was standing next to me, shaking his head and looking at his phone, with a lollipop in his mouth.
[The newbie did a fantastic job! Koto-chan! —Bertrand]
[Understood. —GIN]
No wonder he's the distillery's top workaholic; he can still reply instantly at this hour.
Bertrand narrowed his eyes with pleasure, having just gained some emotional points when he had Xiao Cang Chun Hui move those corpses to the piano room.
As for Bourbon's level of shock...
Bertrand touched the back of his neck.
You must have seen the pinhole.
He must have thought he was being used for experiments.
Petrancy munched on the candy, completely oblivious.
The pinhole has absolutely nothing to do with whether he was a test subject, after all...
He injected himself with a syringe out of curiosity and a sense of adventure.
He had researched it himself and made sure it wouldn't endanger his life before injecting it, but at the time he was scolded by Karasuma Renya, Gin, Vermouth and others one after another (in reality, the scolding wasn't that harsh).
And from then on, he was not allowed to enter the laboratory.
But how could they possibly stop him from entering just because they said he couldn't?
Kaisen, no joke!
Bertrand stroked his chin, squinted, and pondered when he could sneak into the lab again.
It must be said that the members of the Black Organization are all very good at staying up all night.
Bertrand had fallen asleep several times, but the blond-haired man and the new recruit still showed no signs of fatigue.
By the time they disembarked, it was already three in the morning. Bertrand yawned for the nth time, wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes as he tugged at Bourbon's sleeve.
Where's your car? Can you give me a ride?
He had barely finished speaking when his phone started ringing with text messages from Gin.
[Bring the newbie to Safe House #1. —GIN]
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