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

Chapter 852 Pay attention to those kids

Almost everyone's attention was drawn to Pramya.

After all, she is the biggest threat in the open.

Bertrand sat back on the sofa, holding a can of sweet-sour lemon tea in his hand, watching the news on TV without much interest. The news was about Pramya.

He took a sip of lemon tea and sighed, "I envy her so much. She can throw bombs anywhere."

"..."

Gin, who had just come down from upstairs, was caught off guard when he heard his words. He paused and remained silent.

Vodka, who was sitting at the bar with a glass of wine in his hand, complained in his heart without changing his expression:

If we really let you play with bombs, will we still have a place to live?

There were no missions these two days, so it was considered a vacation. Therefore, Gin rarely wore his black coat or his original hat. He only wore a dark green sweater and black pants.

His long silver hair draped behind him, without his usual gloomy look, and instead he looked like a nobleman.

He sat down on the sofa, picked up the bottle on the table and poured himself a glass of wine.

Bertrand, who was leaning on the armrest of the sofa, glanced at him, immediately moved his butt, turned around, and leaned on Gin.

He sighed.

Alas, it is indeed more comfortable to lean on a human cushion.

He was very happy, but Gin was speechless.

Gin leaned back lazily with his legs crossed. To Vodka, such a relaxed posture seemed no bigger than half a finger on his palm.

He took a sip of his wine and asked casually, "How is your plan going?"

Bertrand raised his hand and waved, "Don't worry, we can start the action when the time comes."

After a few seconds of pausing, he added: "But the result will be a little different from what you imagined."

Gin glanced over his head.

"So Asti is actually the only target of your plan?"

Bertrand laughed twice, "You guessed it."

Gin said "hmm" lightly, and was not surprised by the result in his heart.

At present, Shirley is fine. After all, she just betrayed the organization and escaped from it. The information she carries is harmless to the organization. Besides, as a researcher, she is not qualified to know the secrets of the organization.

But Asti is different.

Gin's eyes dimmed, and the murderous intent towards Asti was real in them.

But he would not go beyond Bertrand's control and deal with his men.

Rum: ??? You're so embarrassed to deal with my subordinates without my permission???

Fuck, I’m just annoyed by such double-standard dogs!

Bertrand drank the lemon tea happily and turned his eyes back to the TV.

Because of Pramiya, many ordinary people were implicated, so the news reporting on her seemed particularly long.

He looked at it and pointed, "Tsk tsk, this beautiful sister's revenge behavior has helped me attract a lot of police attention~"

Hearing this, Gin raised his eyebrows but said nothing.

"I guess the public security department has also sent a lot of people to track down Pramya." Bertrand touched his chin and spoke to himself.

After a moment, he saw a slightly familiar figure on the TV screen.

"Hey, that guy just now seemed to be a member of the FBI. I didn't expect that Pramya's bomb would accidentally target the FBI~"

The silver-haired boy's eyes lit up and he laughed as he spoke.

Gin became slightly interested and looked up at the TV.

"The international bomber who nearly caused huge damage to Shibuya a few days ago?"

"Yes." Bertrand nodded. "Are you interested in her?"

Gin was speechless for a long while before he uttered a sentence:

"If you want, you can be more destructive than she is."

Hearing this, Bertrand smiled shyly, "Not that good~"

Gin snorted.

......

Pramiya waved her right arm, the excitement on her face unstoppable.

Because the shot by Morobushi Kagemitsu three years ago left her right arm almost unable to move, she was a person with a strong sense of revenge, so she planned the explosion in Shibuya, trying to kill the two men named Furuya and Morobushi, as well as those annoying bugs.

Now her arm has recovered thanks to Death's help, but her hatred for those who failed her plan has not diminished at all.

Playing with those fools was of course Death's deal in exchange for helping her get the bullet out of her arm.

Because this was exactly what she wanted, she did not refuse.

At this moment, someone pushed the door open.

Pramya looked up.

It's Hoshino Tsukasa.

He handed her a stack of printed paper and said, "This is the movement trajectory of those people tomorrow."

"it is good."

Pramya nodded.

At this moment, she did not have the crazy and frantic look she had shown on Halloween when her identity was revealed.

What a joke. How dare she act so arrogantly in front of such a big organization? Does she want to die?

Seeing her reaching out to take the information, Hoshino Tsukasa nodded and walked out, with a calm look in his eyes as if doing something official.

So he is also Asa's assistant. How can he not see that the organization is just using Pramiya, and after using her, she may die before she can get revenge.

Hoshino Tsukasa had no sympathy for her, even though she did have a good-looking appearance.

But the humans or non-humans in the organization, each one is beautiful and good-looking in his or her own way, but aren’t they all pawns in the hands of the store manager for profit?

After leaving the laboratory where Pramya was, Hoshino Tsukasa walked to another laboratory, opened the door directly, and looked at the middle-aged man sitting in the wheelchair, "Mr. Gaius, the manager asked you to go to him."

"I see."

Gaius calmly maneuvered his wheelchair out of the laboratory.

Hoshino Tsukasa closed the door for him and went to do other things.

Although he called Gaius "sir", in fact they were both subordinates working for Asa, and neither of them could dominate the other.

As for their identities in the outside world, oh, of course they were acting.

Even though I don't understand, I just have to obey orders.

Gaius left the experimental area several floors underground and came to the castle above.

Asa was waiting in the greenhouse garden, drinking red wine.

Hearing the sound of a wheelchair moving, he took a sip of wine, and with a little red wine on his lips, he seemed even more lustful.

"Remember those kids I saw last time?"

Asa didn't wait for him to speak, but spoke directly. His voice was lazy, but his tone seemed to have no warmth.

"Yes, I remember." Gaius stopped moving two meters behind him and answered respectfully with his head slightly lowered.

"Well, you should mainly pay attention to the boy with glasses and the girl with brown hair."

"clear."

Hearing him say this, Gaius knew that he should get ready to take action.