It's reasonable to have more than 100 million vests in the world of science, right?

Chapter 501 Standby Mode

【Today's update is sweet. 】

"How rude."

Bertrand glanced at him, put his hands on his hips, rolled his eyes, and walked into the haunted house.

The other party was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and looked at his companion, "He just said that I was impolite."

They looked at each other, then burst into laughter; even after Bertrand had gone far away he could still hear their unbridled laughter.

Stroking the fur ball in his hand, Bertranci walked forward and muttered, "I always meet people like this. It's really strange, isn't it?"

He skipped out of the haunted house humming a tune, took the ragdoll cat back from the staff and left the amusement park.

Putting the ragdoll cat down outside a yard, Bertrand took out the little butterfly on its head, and as he left, he took out a few colorful butterflies from his bag.

He let them fly away casually, looked up at the moon, smiled silently, and walked alone towards the road without street lights.

The consciousness of this world has strong enough control over the main line. Even though Bertrand reminded Tequila not to open the box, he still did not take back the box containing the trading items, and his legs were also blown off.

But he didn't die, which was lucky enough for him.

Sitting on the sofa, Bertrand looked at the square mini monitor in his hand.

It showed the message sent back by the butterflies he had just released before they were destroyed - all targets were dead.

After putting away the monitor, Bertrand stretched and looked up at Gin and Vodka who pushed the door open.

Tilting his head, he asked, "Is everything going well?"

Vodka shook his head.

Bertrand said silently, "Where's Tequila?"

Vodka briefly told him what had happened.

As expected, Conan tried to stop this.

Bertrand shrugged nonchalantly.

He even thought that Tequila's legs were blown off because Conan placed a transmitter on his trouser leg.

"He is now recovering in the organization's hospital."

Vodka said.

"Oh~" Bertrand supported his chin, thought for a moment, and then raised his hand to wave.

Suddenly, Scotland, who had been hiding somewhere, appeared.

"Su-chan, please go visit Tequila for me~" Bertrand said to him with a smile.

Scotland smiled and nodded before turning away.

Vodka glanced at his back, quickly looked away and observed three seconds of silence for Tequila in his heart.

Bertrand was lying on the armrest of the sofa, one leg dangling over the edge, his eyes blank as if he was in a daze.

Vodka felt something was wrong when he looked at him, but just when he was about to speak, the other party came to his senses, yawned, stood up, and casually said to them, "I'm going back to my room~".

Looking at the boy who jumped up the stairs one by one with his legs together, Vodka couldn't help scratching his head.

After closing the door, Bertrand hummed a tune as he took a bath. After drying his hair until it was half dry, he lay down on the bed, grabbed the quilt with his hands and rolled himself up.

A few minutes later, his confused voice came out from under the quilt.

"01Turn off the light."

The little fur ball obediently turned off the lights, then curled up beside him.

Gradually, it fell asleep too.

Oh, it’s a system that doesn’t sleep, it has entered standby mode that simulates human sleep.

……

The surroundings suddenly became chaotic.

After a few seconds, the entire space began to distort.