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

[After entering the room, the woman sat down on the sofa at the side. After nestling comfortably in it, she raised her head and looked at the child who was sleeping soundly on the pillow with a little interest in her eyes.

Maybe her gaze was too blatant, the little boy froze for a moment, hummed, turned over and changed his posture, and hugged a pillow in his arms.

He closed his eyes for a while before slowly sitting up, stretching and yawning. He rubbed his watery eyes and then looked at the woman. His confused eyes suddenly lit up with joy when he saw her appearance.

In just these few days, his blond hair had completely turned silver, and only his light green pupils were still as bright as before.

Vermouth looked at the young boy with messy and fluffy silver hair with interest, and his red-lipped mouth curved into an arc.

She said, "Little friend, what is your relationship with Gin?"

Bertrand yawned before answering her, and then replied softly: "He is my guardian."

Vermouth raised his eyebrows again and joked, "When did that guy have a child?"

"Some time ago." Bertrand answered in a serious tone, his elbows resting on the pillow and his cheeks supported by his hands.

Vermouth paused, then looked back at Bertranci and asked, "Little guy, what's your name?"

Bertrand blinked and gave her a brilliant smile. "Which one do you want to know?"

Vermouth was slightly dazed as she looked at his smile, and was a little confused by his question, then she leaned forward slightly with interest.

Bertrand grinned, "My name is Xiaoye, of course, you can also call me Bertrand~"

Vermouth was stunned, her eyes fixed on the young boy in surprise.

She really didn't expect that such a young child was also a code member of the organization... She couldn't remember anyone else in the organization leaving a child behind.

Could it be that this little guy is really the child of Gin's unromantic man? ?

After all, they all have silver hair and green eyes.

Although Vermouth didn't show it on her face, she was actually thinking inside.

Although she has always been a mystic, in the organization, Gin is also a bit mysterious. He was brought back by the Boss when he was young and was eventually raised into a loyal killing weapon.

But more importantly, for example, about his life experience, probably no one knows it except the Boss.

Age is also a little vague. After all, in this regard, as long as they want to hide it, it would be easy for them.

The more Vermouth thought about it, the more likely it seemed that Gin and Bertrand were father and son.

But of course she couldn't confirm it so confidently.

She didn't need to confirm it, but she could use it to tease the unromantic man.

So much so that later on, a rumor inexplicably spread in the organization that the cruel and cold-blooded top killer Gin actually had a child.

Vermouth looked at Bertrand with a smile on her face.

She didn't know that because of her, the rumor had inexplicably turned into that the child was hers and Gin's...

She was still trying to fool Bertrand, "Since Gin is your guardian, what do you call him?"

Bertrand blinked his eyes, thought carefully, hummed for a moment, and finally his eyes lit up, "Qin-chan!"

Belmode: "?"

Using such a cute sounding word to call Gin...?

It is not impossible.

The smile on the woman's face deepened.

After deciding what to call Gin, Bertrand suddenly remembered something and looked at Vermouth with sparkling eyes, "By the way, sister, you haven't told me your name yet!"

Vermouth lifted her hair, charming and a little lazy, "My code name is Vermouth."

Bertrand nodded, then stared at her with excitement and curiosity, "What is the relationship between my sister and Qin-chan?"

“It doesn’t matter, they are just members of the organization.” Vermouth snapped her fingers.

Bertrand looked skeptical, "Really?"

"of course."

Vermouth's face was full of generosity.

Bertrand drew out his voice, uttered an "oh" in disappointment, then sighed and muttered quietly, "I thought there would be some strange relationship between you two... Disappointed."

Vermouth heard his muttering: "..."】

Everyone in the theater: "..."

Berry glanced at Gin and Vermouth quietly, then quickly looked away.

Hmm... How can there not be a weird relationship between them? After all, the organization has spread it secretly.

Barry, who listened to all the gossip when he had no tasks to do, thought secretly. He remained expressionless on the surface, but upon closer inspection, he seemed serious.

Bertrand and Bechfinger, who also loved gossip, turned their heads to look at the two of them openly, and then asked sincerely with a look of thirst for knowledge: "Are you two really not related in any weird way?"

Vermouth curled her lips, tangling a strand of hair between her fingers, and said lightly: "I am also curious whether Sekt really likes Asti?"

"puff--"

Seckt, who was happily watching the show but was suddenly affected, suddenly spat out a mouthful of water, but was still choked by the half of the water that entered his throat.

He coughed and waved his hands, "Cough cough cough! How... is it possible to cough cough cough! How could I cough cough cough like that guy! Cough cough cough... "

Bei Hefeng looked at him with disgust, "Don't talk nonsense, I don't want to be liked by such a stupid person!"

Bertrand was standing beside them, holding Gin's arm, his whole body shaking with laughter.

Sekt snorted heavily, "You are the stupid one!"

Beihefenger glared and cursed at him.

The others looked at the two adults quarreling like children, all with expressions of helplessness and speechlessness.

But as the two of them were arguing, Jinpei Matsuda joined the fight, and of course, the person he helped was naturally Bechfinger.

Sekt: “?”

Good boy, you actually found help!

Bechfinger looked innocent.

Bertrand, who was in the center of the battlefield, laughed non-stop until the next video began to play, and then his laughter and the cursing gradually stopped.

Bertrand: What a joy! Let’s continue in the next game.

【…

Ever since being "reminded" by Vermouth, Bertrand has been calling Gin "Gin-chan" so happily and affectionately, making a small number of people secretly believe that the two of them must have a close relationship!

Only Gin, who tried to change Bertrand's way of addressing him, was speechless.

But he couldn't correct it and he didn't bother to care.

It's just a name.

Then, Bertrand suddenly thought of something and ran after him, asking him what his name was.

From his excitement, one could tell that he would not give up until he got what he wanted.

Gin's temples were throbbing from being pestered, but he finally told him.

Glancing at the kid who was blinking at him, Gin said calmly, "Kurosawa Jin."

The cold and murderous aura on him was completely ineffective when facing Bertrand. I don't know whether it was because he had the boss's support behind him or because he was not afraid.

Hearing this, Bertrand was confused for a moment, then he reacted and suddenly realized, "Oh ~ I see! I understand."

Then he sat quietly beside her, lowered his head slightly and began to think about things by himself.

Gin looked at him expressionlessly, then frowned slightly, "You know what."

Bertrand paused, then looked up and gave him a bright, harmless smile, "I was thinking, since you are my guardian, should I change my name and take your last name from now on~"

Gin: "..."

He raised his hand and pressed his brow as if he had a headache, and said in a deep voice, "It's not necessary."

Bertrand blinked, but did not continue the topic.

Sekt took a breath and said, "Xiaoye, you can also use my last name. I'd be happy to do that."

Bertrand chuckled.

other people:"..."

Bertrand slumped on the sofa, looking at Gin who was about to go out. He sat up again and asked eagerly: "Gin-chan, are you going on a mission? Take me with you, I'm so bored."

Gin ignored him and quickly walked out of the safe house.

But Bertrand was also very fast. Just a few steps out of the door, a little guy hung on his body.

"I want to go too, I want to go too, I want to go too, I want to go too!"

Gin: "..."

He took a deep breath, pulled Bertrand down and held him in his hand, then quickly stepped forward and stuffed him into the car. His ears finally became quiet.

Bertrand happily fastened his seat belt, leaned back quietly in his chair, and waited for the car to arrive at the mission destination.

However, the location of this mission was quite far away, and it was already late. Bertrand almost fell asleep before he could finish his mission, and he was very drowsy when he got off the car.

Gin glanced at him, frowned slightly, and said, "You might as well wait in the car."

Bertrand suddenly sobered up half of his sleepiness and reached out to grab Gin's clothes. "No, I want to go too! Let's go!"

The sleepiness on his face disappeared and he was filled with excitement.

Gin silently ambushed near a dark alley.

Bertrand also squatted quietly beside him, on guard. He took out a toy gun from his hand at some point and started fiddling with it with his head down.

Gin glanced and then looked away.

When the target appeared here, Gin did not rush to take action, and Bertrand just stood beside him and looked at him curiously.

The other person had a gun hidden on him.

Bertrand saw it at a glance, then his eyes moved slightly, and he tilted his head slightly to look at several corners.

Hey, the other party is also well prepared~

Bertrand smiled and narrowed his eyes, looked up at Gin, then lowered his head to think.

If the two sides continue to be deadlocked like this, I'm afraid it will waste a lot of his time.

Thinking of this, Bertrand curled his lips, then took out a few miniature butterflies from his bag, threw them aside, and they flew up by themselves.

Under Bertrand's sight, the butterflies slowly dispersed and flew to the remaining people hiding in the dark.

At the same time, he gently tugged at Gin's sleeve, looked at him after he lowered his head, and then raised his chin towards the man who deliberately exposed himself to their sight.

Gin understood his hint.

Do it.

Even though the boss asked him to do what he wanted, it was impossible for him to listen to him in everything.

Seeing Gin's calmness, Bertrand blinked and shrugged helplessly, looking like a funny child pretending to be an adult.

After a while, Bertranci tugged at his clothes again, and whispered to him, "Hurry up, I'm sleepy."

There was indeed a hint of sleepiness in his voice.

Gin remained expressionless.

He didn't even know why he brought this kid here.

He frowned slightly, and then heard the little guy next to him say:

"If you don't do it, then I will."

Then, under his gaze, Bertrand raised the toy gun in his hand, aimed at the man who was constantly testing because of his vigilance, with a playful smile on his face, and made a "bang" sound with his mouth. He pressed the trigger of the toy gun, and with a whoosh, something really shot out from the muzzle, and hit the other person with a "pop" sound.

Gin was stunned for a moment, and the next second, he reacted quickly and pulled Bertrand to the side, avoiding the bullet.

The bullet passed by his shoulder, leaving a slight burning sensation. It was so exciting that a smile appeared on Bertrand's lips.

He said that it would be exciting to complete the mission together!

He couldn't suppress a laugh, which seemed a little strange in the dark night.

"…I found the last one~"

Bertrand lowered his voice, but his voice was trembling with excitement and his face was flushed.

Obviously, someone wanted to use the noise of Gin firing the gun to find him, but so did Bertrand.

Gin just glanced at Bertrand with some surprise, who was obviously abnormal, and the next second he heard the sound of something falling to the ground not far away.

Bertrand smiled and said excitedly, "Do you want to go and have a look, Qin-chan?"

To be honest, although he had studied butterflies a lot, this was the first time he used a butterfly to deal with the enemy.

After all, when he was in the United States, he was used to having puppets do it.

Gin looked at him meaningfully, and was pulled out of the hiding place by him.

Bertrand first pulled him to look at the few people who had already been knocked down by the poison carried by the butterfly, and then looked at the guy who was hiding the deepest. He clicked his tongue twice and returned to the real target of the mission. He held Gin with one hand and played with a toy gun in the other hand. He lowered his eyes and looked at the man with an inexplicable condescending attitude.

Obviously, this guy is just a seven-year-old kid.

The man who was not yet completely dead covered his heart with his hands, and a hint of cruelty flashed in his eyes. 】