Chapter 474 So what if you're big?
Gin was speechless for a moment, then squatted down and lifted the man's clothes with a hint of disgust. When he saw what was on the man's back, his hand suddenly froze.
It clearly says above: Idiot.
Gin: "..."
"Hahahahahahaha..."
Suppressing the anticipation in his eyes, Bertrand let out an arrogant laugh, laughing so hard he rolled around on the coffee table and slapped it.
Gin, exuding a dangerous aura, just stared at him and laughed for several minutes. Finally, he couldn't hold back any longer and took out his gun, firing a shot at the corner of the coffee table.
Bertrand was so startled that he hiccuped, then stared blankly at Gin for a few seconds before clutching his stomach and curling up, trembling slightly.
Gin stared at him silently.
Sure enough, suppressed laughter came from the boy again.
Bertrand laughed as he got up, wiped the tears of laughter from the corners of his eyes, left the coffee table, and hopped over to Gin, poking his arm.
Because he wanted to suppress the laughter that was about to escape, his voice became a little strained, sounding like he was being coquettish yet sarcastic, "Oh dear, Koto-chan, don't be angry."
He chuckled a few times, then squatted down and pointed to the man's exposed back, on which were the words "idiot" written.
He coughed and became serious, "What I'm going to show you is here, this is it."
Gin took a breath and squatted down next to him.
The word 'idiot' was added later; if you look closely, you can see what was originally on the other person's back—the handwriting.
Bertrand couldn't help but chuckle, then cleared his throat and took out a cloth from his bag to wipe the 'idiot' written in ink.
After erasing the word 'idiot', what appears is something that looks like a serial number.
EOEL-1770.
Bertrand tilted his head. "EOEL-1770?"
Gin stared at the letters for a few seconds, then looked away and focused on the back of the man's head. "Bringing this man back might be helpful for the Boss's experiments."
He stood up, glanced at the other people who had fallen, and finally looked at Bertrand, who looked even smaller as he squatted at his feet. "Only he has a number on him?"
Bertrand nodded. "Yes."
He stared at the number for a few seconds, then stood up, hands on his hips, and said, "How are we going to take such a big person back from here?"
Gin spoke calmly: "Scotland."
The next second, Scotland appeared outside the window.
Bertrand suddenly realized and clenched his fist, then smiled shyly and embarrassedly, "Oh right, I always had Afra do this kind of thing before, I forgot that Scotland and Minmei were here too."
Afra was summoned by him to the Twilight Villa to check on the situation.
Scotland climbed through the window into the room, gave Bertrand a gentle smile, then hoisted the person with the number on their back onto their shoulder and left through the window.
Clicking his tongue slightly, Bertrand glanced at Gin out of the corner of his eye. "Gin, you're getting my Scotch all worked out quite well these days~"
Gin sneered, having no intention of arguing with him, grabbed him by the collar and dragged him out of the room.
Bertrand pursed his lips and muttered silently, "If you keep carrying me like this, I'll feed you A-drugs. I'll carry you like this when you shrink!"
"So what if you're big? Pshaw!"
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