Chapter 433 A tiny butterfly is inconspicuous in the darkness
He grabbed the little girl's shoulders, squatted down to look her in the eye, and smiled like a harmless kitten. "What's your name?"
The little girl paused for a moment, then gave a pure smile. "My name is Ryoko."
"Ryoko, your name is so pretty. My name is Koya." The boy's smile was innocent, as if he were simply introducing himself to the little girl.
He stood up, grabbed Ryoko Koide's wrist, and asked with a smile as he led her away, "Are those scientists still alive?"
Gin and the others behind her stared intently at Ryoko Koide with murderous intent.
Gin, in particular, looked like he was about to pull out a gun and shoot her at any moment.
"Yes, none of them died. They all survived the explosion you caused." Ryoko Koide tilted her head and smiled shyly.
Bertrand blinked, then curiously leaned closer to her. "But you actually know all this? That's amazing!"
Ryoko Koide smiled without saying a word.
"Do you know where those scientists are? Have they come to Japan? Or have they established an experimental base in Japan as well?"
He looked genuinely curious, blinking his eyes expectantly at Ryoko Koide.
"I don't know, but they did come to Japan~"
A strange smile appeared on Ryoko Koide's youthful face again. "They've come to find the experimental subjects who escaped from the lab that day—that is, you guys~"
"Oh, I see~" Bertrand tilted his head and thought for a moment, then stopped and gave a bright smile.
He released Ryoko Koide's wrist, stepped back to Gin's side, naturally took out the pistol he kept in his pocket, cocked it with a click, pointed the muzzle at Ryoko Koide's forehead with a carefree smile, and then pulled the trigger.
Bang!
A flower of blood bloomed along with several dazzling fireworks in the darkness.
Bertrand looked up at the countless fireworks displaying various patterns in the sky, then grinned and pulled out a small butterfly the same color as the night. "Everyone loves fireworks! I'm so happy!"
He casually tossed the butterfly into the air, returned the pistol to Gin, took his hand, and turned to leave.
Gin glanced down at him, casually put the gun away, and this time did not try to break free from his grasp.
Vermouth frowned, inwardly horrified.
Her sweetheart was actually used as a guinea pig!?
Her pupils contracted, and a chilling killing intent flashed in her eyes.
That was her only moon, the only moon that shone on her, and those damned bastards dared to use her moon as an experimental subject!?
Or is it the most perfect experimental subject?!
Vermouth kept her head down, her sunglasses obscuring the look in her eyes, her long hair concealing her facial expression, and her shoulders trembling slightly.
Vodka, Chianti, and Cohen also felt a surge of murderous intent.
Berry didn't know much about Bertrand, but this made her feel resentful.
She couldn't help but frown deeply.
After they left, the butterfly that blended into the night floated lightly towards the direction of the fireworks display.
The scene below was lively and bustling, with colorful fireworks exploding in the sky, illuminating the eyes of everyone looking up, their faces beaming with joy.
The tiny butterfly is inconspicuous in the darkness.
The black butterfly twirled once in the air, then folded its wings and gracefully fell to the ground.
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