Miss Moriarty wants to save Mihua Town today too

"As for the funds that were robbed by the mud ginseng, we will also return them to you. You can make up a story, such as you robbed the funds back in a horrible and chaotic dark empire? Just kidding, in short, you now have nothing but cooperation Us, join us, there is no second way out."

Winnet knows that even if the man in front of him has ulterior motives, he can only act obediently according to the organization's requirements, otherwise what awaits him is the organization's killer.

Well, it's better to leave it to the piano bar to clean up the traitors.

She, Miss Winnet, is playing due to injury, so it's not too much to apply for a vacation, right?Isn't it too much to prolong the responsibility of looking after Shirley?

Upon hearing this, Zhu Fu Jingguang knew that this was a good opportunity to connect with the mysterious organization. He was silent for a moment and replied, "I will cooperate."

"Now tell us where Avelina is." Winnet said.

"I need to contact her," Zhu Fu Jingguang explained, "We will determine the meeting place then."

"I don't need it any more," Ireland interjected while driving, "I received a call that Gin's subordinates have hooked up with Avelina, and she is hiding in an underground casino."

Miss Winnet said quickly, "I don't want to see that seductive woman, I'm going back tonight. She must be thinking of something bad, please contact me again if necessary."

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078 Shirley: Shameless

Winnet got off the car at the usual place, and it was already midnight when she rushed back to the attic.She walked lightly like sneaking into the mission, and quietly came to the attic, but it is impossible to open the door without any movement, and she tried her best to correct the posture that would make the sound.

Walking into the door, the lights are off, but the windows are not closed.

Winnet didn't think Shirley would be that careless. The answer was that Shirley tried to spy on her returning figure from this window two hours or less ago, because she described it as "soon".

As Sister Alyssa said, all girls are sensitive. They always look at the subtleties and think too much. The temperature, humidity, dirt, and after-thoughts need to be cared for like a bottle of red wine.

Winnet gave up moistening her dry throat, and walked to the bed, only to find Shirley lying on her bed, breathing weakly.

The feeling Shirley fell into her sleep changed again, as if the unguarded and curled up Shirley in the dream was the real Shirley, every corner of her body exuded a sense of nature.

Maybe nature is one of essence, but also false, she thought.

Only without any pressure can you feel the true freedom and nature. On the contrary, it is a good choice to gather yourself into a hedgehog, package yourself into a ferocious carnivorous creature, and wear a sword around your waist.But Shirley had already been disarmed by the organization. She pretended to be mean, unable to bring down any member. The disguise she made did not cover up anything, but exposed the fact that she was empty inside.

She stood by the bed and couldn't help discussing things she didn't want to think about. After standing there for ten seconds, Shirley's breathing changed suddenly in her sleep, she sat up in a panic, and looked at she.

Shirley's terrified expression only lasted for a moment. After confirming that the person in front of her was Winnet by the moonlight, she took a long, deep breath.

Shirley jumped out of the bed, grabbed Winnet's front, and pressed her lips tightly and said, "Do you want to be beaten for such a prank in the middle of the night?"

Winnet didn't expect Shirley to be able to feel her presence. It stands to reason that she hardly made a sound, and even her breathing was as low as possible, so a sleeping person should not be aware of it.This could mean Shelly isn't sleeping well and is worrying a lot.

"Sorry, because..."

Winnet smiled sheepishly, pointing her finger at the bed.

Shirley glanced back and knew exactly what was going on.She felt in her heart that she was so nerfed that she was so tired that she fell asleep on it, so she let go of Winnet and clapped her hands as if she had touched something dirty.

"Didn't you say you would be back soon?" Shirley changed the subject again, "If you can't do it, then don't say that casually."

She looked at Winnet, and there seemed to be no new wounds, but there was a faint smell of blood in the air, which Shirley was very sensitive to because of her medical courses.

"Well, although I received the contact, the start time of the mission was later than I thought COSCO. I tried my best to finish the operation within 15 minutes, but I accidentally delayed it so late. I didn't fulfill what I said, I'm very sorry , I am willing to accept the punishment!"

Hearing what Winnet said, Shirley blinked dissatisfied eyes, "Punish you? I'm not God, how can I have the right to do this? Even Abis, the killer in the organization, is not me Researchers can order it."

Shirley spoke choking words calmly, but Winnet felt that there was nothing she could do. She couldn't pinch Shirley's neck and warn her not to be angry again.

Or wait quietly for a while.

For the current situation, Winnet understands her carelessness. She is not yet too meticulous in empathy. Perhaps she can accurately capture the buzzing of insects and the distant singing of birds in silence. , but she couldn't catch Shirley's heart.

Shirley sniffed, "Clean yourself up and sleep peacefully. I don't think, now is a good time to talk."

Winnet could also clearly sense the smell of blood. She didn't refuse, went to the toilet, changed her clothes, and wiped it as usual. When she walked out the door, the living room lights came on, and Shirley was fiddling with the kitchen.

Winnet walked out of the bathroom naked. She originally wanted to lie down and go to sleep, but when she saw Shirley's movements, she turned back into the living room.

Shirley turned her head when she heard the movement, and then pressed her temple.She didn't know what to say. It was the right of a solitary person to not wear clothes in the house. In her impression, pastors were also the most conservative type of people.

She felt that her breathing was a little suffocated, and then she turned sullenly and unforgivingly, facing Winnet, and said in a sharp voice:

"You slut, didn't you see the bath towel I bought?"

"Bath towel..." Winnet thought for a moment, and there seemed to be a cloth hanging on the wall inside, "But it's Shirley, you use it, don't you care?"

Shirley squeezed the handle of the frying pan, her palm trembling from the exertion.

Isn't that insignificant compared to a naked person dangling in front of your eyes?

She wanted to reprimand Winnet severely, but the other party was obviously unnerved, and she didn't think there was anything strange about this posture at all. She was obviously shy when she was asked to wipe her body at first, which made her unable to help I wondered if that clumsy and youthful appearance was also a fake.

"You should know what I mean," Shirley said. "You should look in the mirror. What a shameless gesture there is."

She should have watched Winnet speak, but her eyes were staggered, and she straightened her head again, staring at Winnet's appearance.

"Ah, this." Miss Winnet was a little surprised.

To be honest, she didn't expect Shirley to care about this kind of thing. After all, whether it was treatment or wiping her body, Shirley always put on a common look, and even felt a little impatient.

Miss Winette herself grew up among women, so she didn't care much about such things, and she couldn't feel the beauty and beauty of her body at all, she could only vaguely feel the outline and the shape of bones ——She has her own set of standards for evaluation.

Although I have seen pictures of beautiful women before traveling, but the memory will deteriorate with time, usually only a blurred ghost image.

Probably the only gratifying thing is that she can put this phantom on the person she likes, and then beautify it through imagination, so it doesn't have much impact.

It was the same when organizing base training, she and Ji Luxi didn't care about such things at all, she was not a hungry ghost, she would not stare at others when she saw a woman naked.

Besides, even in the mirror, she doesn't know what she looks like.

In the end, Shirley was just a little girl.

"Okay, anyway, get something to cover yourself later, don't dangle this posture in front of my eyes." Shirley said, and then continued to fry the bacon.

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079 Liars are only suitable for boiled oatmeal

Is Shirley shy?

Miss Winette shook her head, dismissing the foolish thought.In her opinion, Shirley is insulated from puberty, and she is not a tweaked personality. At most, she is a bit preoccupied, but this is also her cuteness.

She dawdled for a while, waited until her body was almost dry, and then put on new clothes.

The piled-up laundry was always on Miss Winette's mind, but she was already tired, and in the end she couldn't defeat the powerful enemy of "procrastination".

Winnet knew that sitting at the dining table was a bit shameless, but Shirley clearly did not serve one person.She personally thinks that there is her own food in it, mainly because the food made by Shirley is delicious, and the appearance and arrangement are also exquisite and pleasing.She feels that wasting food is a sin, so she wants to help Shirley lessen her crime.

It was a good night for her, at least Shirley didn't feel disgusted and driven away by her.

Miss Winette turned on the TV secretly, sat on the chair with her right leg and knees in her arms, and saw the rebroadcast of the news program that was being played, which was exactly the content of their assault on the port two days ago. The report regarded it as Japanese gangsters and local mafia conflicts, there is no shadow of organization in it.Hearing the sound of the kitchen going out, Winnet switched the channel—it was playing Donald Duck.

Miss Winnet suddenly felt something was wrong.

Although she is used to living a life like a Puritan, and gradually getting used to the situation without animation and movies, she has not seen the shadow of the Japanese animation in her previous life at all.Including Astro Boy, Dore A Dream, Ikkyu, Flower Fairy, Chibi Maruko, Captain Tsubasa, Dragon Ball, etc., she has never seen them before, and all the satirical animations on TV.

Except for classics like Animal Farm, she doesn't even have to watch Uncle Pat the Postman and Thomas the Train.

Not right.

It's not right.

Miss Wynette thought for a while, this should be a copy template, like an online novel in the 21st century.It's a pity that she can't write novels in her redemption diary, and she herself can barely write, but she really doesn't know anything about animation.

"What, are you childish enough to watch cartoons?"

Shirley came to the seat with a plate, but she didn't share it with Winnet, but sat on the side.

"Uh, it's more appropriate to call it childlike. By the way, Shirley, have you seen Flower Fairy?" Winnet picked out an animation that girls might like to watch.

"Flower Fairy?" Shirley was puzzled, and said, "It sounds like a children's literature. The movie you mentioned, just came out recently?"

Miss Winette shook her head. She felt that it was normal for Shirley to have never watched cartoons in such a living environment, so she couldn’t get a standard answer by asking her. It’s a pity that there is no computer in the attic, otherwise she would still You can search the Internet.

"It's a Japanese cartoon, haven't you seen it?"

"I've never heard of it. If it's Japanese animation, I should have a little impression. If you want to say that it has become popular among children in recent years, it is probably Kamen Rider."

"Kamen Rider!?"

Ms. Winnet was dumbfounded. If it was Kamen Rider, she would have heard of it. It is said that the transformation lines are very secondary, but it is also a special drama, which is far from anime.

"Yes, Kamen Rider. In addition to animation, there are also special dramas, movies, and peripherals. Why, are you interested in these?"

Shirley asked, and in her opinion, it was not surprising that Winnett was not out of her childish nature, and she might be like some model lovers.

However, when Winnet first spoke, she still felt that the other party wanted to invite her to watch a movie, but she was too mature for her. What kind of romance does a stupid fox in the country know?

She almost thought she was Ashurst, and Winnet was the country girl Megan, and the silly girl would be dead set on her if she promised something sweet.

Hearing Shirley's explanation, Winnet was petrified like a child. What kind of strange world is this?Before she forced herself to feel hallucinations and confusion, she decided not to think about it anymore, the parallel world would be strange and nothing to care about at all, just like living in a peaceful environment suddenly being thrown into the chaos of war—cognitive Changes happen quickly.

"No, I'm just curious. Look, we're going to Japan soon. It's okay to do some research in advance, right?"

Winnet laughed and looked at the plate in front of Shirley.There was only one plate, and it didn't look like it was going to be eaten by her. Miss Winnet had pitiful eyes, shaking like a begging puppy.

"A liar like you who speaks with certainty is only worthy of boiled cereal."

Shirley shielded the plate, not even sharing the color or the aroma with Winnet.

"Ah, can you add two spoonfuls of sugar, I also want an egg."

Miss Winette couldn't eat too good food before, so she simply settled for the next best thing. Boiled cereal is also a standard breakfast, and there is nothing to dislike, but she really wants to eat sweets.

Shirley suddenly felt that it was too childish to be angry with this idiot, "Go get the plate yourself."

"understood!"

Miss Winnet happily rummaged through the cabinets, found the plate, then moved the seat in front of Shirley, and handed the knife and fork to Shirley.

Shirley stuffed most of the food into Winnet's plate. She didn't have much food herself, and it was enough for her to replenish her energy for breakfast.Unlike the slightly skinny, muscular, rippling idiot fox in front of her, she will not do daily exercises and go out to perform tasks.

"Is it okay to have so many?" Winnet saw that Shirley's plate was almost empty.

Shirley clapped her hands, "Don't waste food."

She felt that Winnet could not gain weight even though she loved sweets so much, it must have something to do with her frequent work in the countryside, but her hands were only covered with a thin layer of calluses, and they were still beautiful, like the hands of a noble lady.If Winnet didn't speak, she would find Winnet gentle and polite.He is of medium height, with pale but lustrous skin. Although his eyes are lacking in spirit, they occasionally turn around, just like the Venus under Milos, revealing a captivating charm and a kind of beauty of inadequacy.

When dining, Winnet, like all clergy, pays attention to etiquette and posture. Just looking at her appearance, others can't understand her usual off-line appearance.

Shirley felt that maybe Winnett would only show this side to those close to her, but such a presumption was somewhat complacent.

After finishing her meal, Winnet wiped her lips with a paper towel, "It's really delicious, I think it's already at the level of opening a restaurant."

"I don't need flattering compliments."

"No, I really think so."

"Occasionally, in order to get enough nutrition, I also cook by myself, but I only eat it by myself, so I can't judge the effect, as long as you like it."

Shirley confessed.

Of course, if Winnet dared to say it was unpalatable, she would not have her share in the future.

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080 Shark Mask

Shirley took the plate and left the seat. When she returned, she saw the equipment that Winnet had placed in the corner, including the blood-stained mask. Under the light, it looked extremely terrifying.

Now, she knew more about the source of the bloody smell on Winnet's body.Several enemies died in the hands of Winnet, and they were in the form of close combat.

It was a bit difficult for her to imagine that scene, substituting the sleepy Winnet sitting on the table into a terrifying murderer.What's even more absurd, even if she knew this, it was still difficult for her to feel fear and loathing for Winnet, and she even began to feel that she just had to do this, just like herself.

Her state clearly accepted the deep darkness that she had avoided in the past. When she wanted to escape from this abyss and was exhausted, a shadow different from her previous cognition entangled her. The shadow understood her , willing to love her, and as a result, she became unwilling to leave this darkness behind.Even the agreement with her sister—to stay away from organizations, stay away from crime, and live a stable and peaceful life—was subverted.

Shirley feels that her values ​​are changing, and in Winnett's words, such values ​​are Satan's values.

She picked up the mask.