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Chapter 381 Don’t imitate this behavior

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The clear and translucent glass beads emit bright light under the sunlight.

The silver-haired boy squinted one eye and looked up at the glass bead he was holding up and pointing at the sun.

The shining light was a bit blinding.

"Sweetheart, let's go!"

Not far in front of the boy, a charming blonde woman turned around and called out to him.

"Good~"

Throwing the glass beads into his bag, Bertrand trotted over and took the hand the woman extended to him, with a bright smile on his cute face that was no less brilliant than the sunshine.

"We've had enough fun today, let's go back, sweetheart." Vermouth pushed up the sunglasses on her nose, turned her head and looked at Bertrand and said with a smile.

The silver-haired boy nodded, lowered his head and looked intently at the white line under his feet.

After getting in the car, the two finished their public spending for today and returned to the organization's safe house.

I opened the door and found that Gin and Vodka were there too.

Since Vodka finished his special training, Gin has resumed his model worker activities. Every day he is either doing tasks or on his way to do tasks.

Vodka had no complaints at all. After all, being a driver who drove day and night was many times easier than training day and night.

"Yeah! Koto-chan and Fushi-chan are here too!"

Bertrand came skipping over and sat down next to Gin.

Gin, who was wiping his gun, glanced at him and said in a somewhat incredible tone: "Why have you been much more well-behaved recently?"

Bertrand looked at him speechlessly, then put his hands on his hips and said, "Come on, it takes energy to go out and play!"

Gin snorted coldly and continued to wipe his beloved Beretta.

Bertrand just stared at him until Vermouth called him to eat.

Bertrand responded and then scurried away.

This time he ate a lot slower than usual because... his stomach hurt.

Bertrand used a little force on the chopsticks and poked a piece of tofu in the bowl to vent his frustration.

Vermouth was puzzled and then a little worried when she saw this. "What's wrong? Don't you like this kind of tofu? Or do you have no appetite? Are you feeling unwell?"

Bertrand shook his head and stuffed another mouthful of rice into his mouth.

Seeing that he didn't seem to have lost his appetite, Vermouth, who was worrying so much that she was gradually becoming like an old woman, breathed a sigh of relief.

Bertrand ate his meal, glanced at her obscurely, and lowered his head slightly to hide the evil in his eyes.

After spending the whole afternoon in the safe house, flirting with Gin and Vodka from time to time, and whispering gossip with Vermouth, Bertrand slipped out after dark, walking on the busy street with a dog that he had borrowed from someone's house.

After walking around and not finding anything interesting, he took the dog to the park and happened to meet the dog's owner.

Bertrand took a few glances, then calmly loosened the rope on his hand and went to play in another direction.

All of Bertrand's behaviors are those of a bad kid. Although I can't imitate them, I still want to say: Don't imitate this kind of behavior.

The narrator was beaten after saying this.

Ignoring the dog's owner's surprise and confusion at having encountered his own dog, Bertrand squatted by the lake, looking at the motionless fish in the lake, then picked up a small stone and threw it in.

The school of fish was startled and scattered in an instant, swaying their tails and splashing water.