Ms. Moriarty wants to save Beika Town today too.

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He thought to himself, he really is worthy of being the eldest brother!

……

After Hirota Akira's body was found, the case came to an end.

But the whereabouts of the 1 billion yen remains unknown.

When the police arrived at the dock, they asked Winnett to make some notes and then let her go.

She checked out of the room, it was already evening. She walked alone on the night street, turned into an alley, and soon it started to rain heavily. At this time, the last arrangement she had made also came with her - the man deceived by Ishikawa came to her.

In the narrow alley, the man pulled out a pistol.

boom!

The sound of the gunshot was drowned out by the sound of heavy rain. Winnet covered her chest, black blood seeping out, and she fell stiffly to the ground.

Of course, she was pretending.

The blood bag was prepared by her early in the morning, and she was also the one who sold the gun to the man. The gun contained blank bullets and would not be lethal.

What's worse, the man didn't hit her vital parts at all, but she squeezed the blood bag on her chest and fell into the mud.

After he left in a hurry, Winnett gathered some of Ishikawa's personal belongings, moved to a construction site not far away, and dug up the marked soil.

Inside was another female corpse she had shot during a mission, dressed the same as hers. The corpse was in a serious state of decay, so she put her belongings on the corpse and filled the pit. In about ten days, she would be dug out by the construction team, and by then it would be impossible to tell how long she had been dead, so the logical loophole was eliminated.

After leaving the scene, she came to the road, where Clyde was already waiting. She was covered in mud and blood, and looked miserable. The fatigue that had accumulated since yesterday had exploded as she kept preparing for those things. She got in the car, lifted her sticky hair, and suddenly started coughing. She had hardly ever been sick, and Winette thought that maybe she had relaxed because she had met Shirley's expectations.

"Miss, how are you?" Clyde thought she looked terrible.

Winnet's expression did not show the joy of the success of her plan. Her hair was blackened by the sewage, her face was pale, and her makeup was smudged. She was wearing a bright purple knee-length skirt that did not suit her temperament, a lapel shirt, a pink jacket, and stockings that covered her knees.

"How is the placement of Akemi Miyano? Where is she now?" Winnet said, wiping her face with a tissue from the car.

"I put her up at your place."

"My residence?"

"Yes. I think no one dares to visit you in person. Jean and Vodka will not appear nearby to avoid suspicion."

Clyde thought about it carefully. Winnett's superficial identity was given by the organization. The dark side of Jean would never meet Winnett directly in the sun. It was most appropriate to hide Miyano Akemi in her residence.

"You're really giving me trouble," Winette touched her temple. "Without Shirley, I don't know how to face her. To be honest, she's the type that makes me feel very difficult."

Among the elders, Miyano Akemi's personality was not something she disliked. But since the age difference was not too big, she would find it quite troublesome. After all, it was tiring to pretend outside - she didn't want to pretend in front of Akemi at home.

"I'm just considering it comprehensively."

"I understand, but how do we solve her identity problem? We don't have the ability to forge Japanese documents. We can hide her for a short period of time, but we can't imprison her for the rest of her life."

"I can help with that," Clyde explained. "Sophia's business has connections with Hong Kong, and she has friends there who can buy a Hong Kong passport, but..."

"I understand."

Winette understood immediately that Clyde wanted Akemi Miyano to learn Chinese with her.

Clyde was very surprised that she could speak authentic Chinese, because before that, she had spoken English, French and other languages, and Chinese was not yet popular.

Since it was a purchased passport, there was no need to worry about the photo. Even if Miyano Akemi temporarily lived in her residence, she had to change her appearance so that outsiders could not detect her true appearance.

"Where's Shirley?" Winnet asked again.

"Miss Shirley has returned to her apartment. Do you want to come over?"

"No, that's not the right look."

While Winette objected, she wrote an email on her phone. The content was concise, telling Shirley that the fake death plan was successful, and asking Shirley to take appropriate actions after receiving the news of "Miyano Akemi"'s death.

Considering that a new research institute was set up specifically for Shirley, the organization would not execute her even if she did some acts of resistance.

The only regret is that they may not be able to meet again in the short term.

……

198 sod it

The rain was getting heavier. Winnet got out of the car, walked through the rain, and looked up to see a light on in the house.

"Isn't that too blatant?" Winnet sneered.

"You will need one or two servants to serve you," Clyde replied simply, "On the surface. The employment contract is also ready. Now we are waiting for the passport and your preparation, young lady."

"Thanks for your hard work."

She said, then pushed open the iron gate and walked into the house. The living room on the first floor was dimly lit, and she walked up a dark staircase to the second floor, where she met Miyano Akemi in the narrow corridor.

Mingmei was a little panicked when she saw Winnett, but she soon recognized her. Clyde told her that this was Winnett's residence. At Winnett's signal, she walked through the screen-covered hallway and came to the living room. Winnett turned on a brighter light, which made her feel exposed compared to the darkness outside.

"The hot water is ready, Winnet, do you want to wash up first?"

Mingmei asked when she saw Winnett's wet body and hair sticking to her forehead. There were some blood stains on Winnett's body, which made her feel a little uneasy.

Winnet stepped on light green slippers, wiped her arms with a rag, and put her dirty coat on the table. She held up her bangs with her left hand, took a deep breath, and did not show the cheerfulness that should be shown when entertaining guests.

"Did Clyde tell you about staying here?"

"Well, I'm sorry to bother you. Please give me your advice, Winnet."

Miyano Akemi smiled warmly. In her mind, Winnet was already her sister's lover. The risky assistance she provided also made her feel that Winnet was someone her sister could rely on - she regarded Winnet as a member of her family.

Winnet opened her water-soaked eyes and found that Miyano Akemi's hair was also wet, probably because she had just washed it. Her face was ruddy and her expression was gentle, like a spring-like woman. She was wearing a pair of dark flannel pants and a light-colored T-shirt, sitting with her legs closed.

The undisguised tenderness in those eyes made Winnie feel uncomfortable. She was more accustomed to the gentleness under the harsh coating. Things that were too soft always seemed fragile and easily damaged to her.

"Really... Sister Mingmei, please give me your advice." As she said that, she took her coat and walked behind the screen to the steamy bathroom.

Miyano Akemi sat there, feeling a little distressed.

She felt that Winnet was somewhat similar to her sister, both seemed difficult to get along with, but she did feel Winnet's indifference.

In the warm, slightly messy house, this feeling became stronger. She felt that Winnet was different from the girl she had inferred when she first met her. Her status, identity, and ability were completely different. The walls were blank, and all the rooms retained their original decorative style. There were no items that reflected the owner's personality. Most places were covered with dust, and the tables, the Turkish rugs on the floor, the sofa backs, the velvet chairs... seemed to have never been used.

Miyano Akemi murmured:

"It feels even more serious than Shiho's situation..."

Winnet didn't hear her complaints, and only after turning on the shower did she notice that she hadn't prepared any clothes to change into. As she was used to being alone, she didn't take this little thing to heart.

The moment the water sound opened, Winette heard the voice of Akemi Miyano.

"Winette, you didn't prepare a change of clothes, did you? Let me get them for you!"

She wanted to refuse, but the enthusiastic and excited tone made it difficult for her to do so. She still cared about the feedback and comments that Shirley got from Miyano Akemi.

"……it is good."

"Where is the room?"

"At the end on the left..."

"Ok."

Winnet washed herself clean, the warmth and exhaustion made her relax and wash her hair. She saw the bathtub filled with hot water and thought that Japanese people really like to take baths. She usually didn't have such leisure and elegance, but this was Mingmei's kindness, so she decided to take a bath for a while...

Winette frowned.

"Wait..." She pressed her forehead, "I think I forgot something."

“Oh, sod it!”

She sat up with a splash, the water in the bathtub poured down the edge, her expression was both anxious and embarrassed. Because, Winette remembered that there were some bad things in her bedroom that had not been dealt with, and now she really wanted to greet Vermouth with dirty words; she could no longer imagine Miyano Akemi standing in front of her closet with a normal mind, and her expression when she came with a change of clothes.

……

Mingmei plans to improve her relationship with Winnet by working on the small details.

Something as small as helping to prepare clothes is a good opportunity.

Mingmei went upstairs in a good mood and found Winnet's room.

When she opened the door, she had the same feeling as in the living room: the room was clean, empty, and well organized, but it didn't look like anyone lived in it.

Although she was curious, she did not rummage through it because it was likely that there were some information and things related to the organization.

Winnett stands on her sister's side, and she has to trust her sister's lover.

With a smile on her face, she went straight to the closet, opened the white sliding door, and opened her eyes——

The smile stopped abruptly.

"Maybe I was too anxious and had hallucinations."

Miyano Akemi rubbed her eyelids, closed the sliding door and opened it again, but nothing inside had changed.

"T-This? ...Was this prepared by Winnet?"

Mingmei put Winnett's icy face into her own mind, but she couldn't imagine Winnett having that kind of sexual interest. However, she wasn't sure, as some foreigners were more open-minded.

She returned to Winnet's bedside and saw the cross and church brochures. Combined with the other wardrobe full of formal clergy clothing, she immediately had a terrible guess:

"Could it be that these are not actually Winnet's things, but..."

"Did Shiho prepare this?"

Mingmei felt her cheeks getting hot.

She suddenly understood why her sister always glossed over the topic of love whenever she talked about it. The reason might not be that she was not interested, but because she had already stepped into a deeper level and opened the door to a new world.

"I remember Shiho said that they lived together five years ago... and during the five years Shiho was in Japan, Winette was also in Japan..."

Miyano Akemi's mind was filled with unspeakable thoughts, and her hands were shaking as she pushed and pulled the cabinet.

Shiho's calm, mysterious and strong personality became the catalyst of her imagination, and Winnett became the one who was forced to please her sister. She held the same simple underwear and pajamas, and could not connect the owner of these contents with Winnett at all. Although it was unbelievable, the possibility of such items appearing in this house was only prepared by a lover.

And Winnet's lover is her sister.

"It seems that Shiho has accumulated a lot of pressure," she murmured, "Winette may just look cold, but in fact she has a very gentle personality and will cooperate with any request of Shiho..."

Snapped.

Miyano Akemi closed the cabinet.

……

199 Sisters? Conversation

Winnet opened the bathroom door, dripping wet, and saw Akemi Miyano walking over.

Mingmei's eyes moved from Winnet to the mantelpiece, looking at the Indian-style decorations. After the visual baptism just now, she was a little embarrassed and nervous at the moment, but she tried her best to hide it and didn't want to show it, because her sister's hobbies were not something that could be mentioned casually. She thought on the bright side, which could be regarded as a better understanding of her sister and Winnet.

"You saw it, didn't you?" Winnet asked in a cliché.

"what?"

Mingmei pretended not to know and walked past Winnett into the bathroom. She put the spare clothes in the washing machine and came out.

"You'll catch a cold if you stand outside like this. Dry yourself first," Mingmei said.

"The things in the closet are not mine," Winnet explained.

"I know."

Mingmei said. Winette's statement made her more certain that these were probably brought by Shiho. Her sister's personality was a bit sultry and her character was bolder than she thought.

But being able to enjoy and release yourself in such things is also a good way to relieve stress and improve interest.

"Someone brought it here as a joke. I almost forgot it was there while I was living here. So I didn't bother to take care of it. I don't pay enough attention to the house, so I don't take care of it very often."

As Winnett spoke, she walked back into the bathroom. Even if Mingmei was of ordinary sexual orientation, it would not be appropriate to stand in front of her like this, so she walked behind the door.

"Yeah, I understand."

Mingmei replied with a smile, and gently grasped it with one hand, as if to say see you later.

Winnett still had some doubts as to whether the other party understood what she meant.

She closed the door.

"Ha!" She took a deep breath. "Under that situation, misunderstandings are normal. What's wrong with me? Why am I so obsessed with explaining? Am I afraid that she will tell Shirley?"

"Yes, that's right..."