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

Chapter 392 They must have other interesting technologies

"Hmm?" Suddenly, his bright eyes became brighter, and he rubbed his head against Gin with a smile, "Yeah~ Gin thinks I'm the least likely person to be an undercover~ That's good~"

Gin's temple jumped, and he raised his hand to push the silver-haired boy away, "Don't be so rude, just say it if you have something to say."

Bertrand fell back under his force, pulled over a pillow and lay down on the sofa, his legs hanging over the edge of the sofa and swinging leisurely.

"Nothing much~ I'm just so bored lately, I want to play a game of cat and mouse with the undercover agents."

The silver-haired boy narrowed his green eyes, and his fair cheeks suddenly flushed.

Gin glanced at him coldly, his tone becoming even colder, "So you mean to say that there are rats in the organization again?"

"That's about what I mean, right?" Bertrand hummed twice, counting on his fingers as if he was calculating something. "But it doesn't matter. There are a lot more useful members in the organization now. We can pick a time to let them get involved in some slightly more core tasks~"

"Oh, but the prerequisite is that you have to take them to old man Rum's place first."

The cute boy smiled happily, and those who didn't know him would think he was talking about something about playing.

Although these contents are really no different from playing for him.

"Oh, right." He seemed to have suddenly thought of something important, and he got up and moved closer to Gin. "I almost forgot. Last time, Asti and I went to look for Akai Shuichi and his men's base, and guess what I found?"

Gin turned his head and looked at him expressionlessly, "When did it happen?"

"It was not long ago, about...more than a month ago~" Bertrand said after thinking for a while.

Suddenly, Gin let out a light click of his tongue and tightened his grip on Beretta a little more.

Glancing at him, Bertrand chuckled disapprovingly and patted his shoulder calmly, "I'll tell you next time, but I have something more important to say!"

As he said that, he turned around and sat on the sofa. He glanced at the big Vodka sitting in the distance, thought about it, and decided to send him out.

"Fu-chan, go buy me some lemon cakes~"

Vodka nodded. Since he was already used to it, there was nothing to say. He just had to do as he was told.

Gin glanced at Vodka who was leaving and straightened his expression.

It seems that what this kid wants to say is indeed important.

After the door of the safe house was closed, Bertrand looked at Gin seriously, ignoring the last time he and Asti met with the FBI team, and went straight to the point.

"Koto-chan, do you remember the woman we met last time when we ambushed Akai Shuichi?"

Gin thought about it and nodded.

"She said at the time that the FBI was targeting her with an organization. The last time Asti and I went to the FBI, I got information from a foreign woman that the organization seemed to be researching immortality just like the old man. Do you think their technology could be helpful to the old man?"

Bertrand's eyes sparkled with excitement.

"I didn't expect the FBI would also have ideas about immortality. Although I don't know the current progress of the organization's research, it would be good for us if we could know, right?"

"And the woman's condition was very strange at the time. They must have other interesting technologies~"