Ms. Moriarty wants to save Beika Town today too.

Winnett held Hayden's mouth tightly, waiting for his convulsion to end before looking at the small mirror on the table - she was turned into a bloody figure by the splattered blood. Fortunately, the whole process did not cause much noise.

She dragged the dead Hayden into the bathroom, took off his bloody clothes, and then rummaged through the clothes Hayden was carrying. Although she was disgusted by this white man with long hair and strong body odor, she changed into his clothes after cleaning. Then, she checked the man's luggage and found a disassembled sniper rifle in it.

"That should be correct." Winnet sneered, "Because you think the target is related to the murder, you let your guard down... CIA guys are no better than that."

She cleaned up the blood, placed Hayden's body in the bathtub, and spent the night in the room.

In the morning, she left the room and told the staff not to enter without permission and to wait until he came back. After that, she changed back into her original outfit in the woods and returned to Dr. Cheng Shi's clinic.

"Last night, the police determined that the entire case was committed by Ken Nishimoto." Cheng Shi, who had not slept all night, said to Winnett.

"Well, did they accept it so easily?"

"There was a young detective who looked very unwilling to give up," Cheng said. "He told the story of the illegal drug trade between Mr. Hirata and Mr. Kawashima, and proved that it was Mr. Hirata who hurt Mr. Murasawa. He gave me the feeling that he was guiding the Mori detective. His observations were really meticulous."

"Without your help, I would have been exposed. After all, I originally wanted to use my identity as a doctor to do something tricky and take a dangerous gamble."

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"Give."

Winette handed Chengshi a stack of music scores behind her.

"This is the suicide note your father left for you. From my perspective, he just wants you to live happily. Although I hate this kind of inexplicable generosity, if I only look at this expectation..."

Cheng Shi cried as he read, just like a beautiful woman who had just broken up with love, making people want to comfort him. Winnet secretly wondered in her heart, was he born with the wrong gender? In short, he was a sensitive guy. Winnet sat on the back of the wooden stool, and then prepared to leave when Renata appeared in front of her. At this time, Renata had taken off her costume. Winnet glanced at her, then looked at Dr. Cheng Shi: "Are you going to stay here?"

Winette finished speaking and waited for Chengshi's answer. Chengshi put down the sheet music, struck a match, and set the sheet music on fire. He stared at the orange-red flames, and replied as if relieved: "Like my father expected, look forward. It would be nice if it was like this from the beginning."

"It's not too late now." Winnet stretched out her hand to him.

Cheng Shi squeezed it lightly.

"You'd better go to the dock now. Mr. Maori and his team are ready to leave. As for me, I still have some things to deal with here, and I may not return to Tokyo until next week. To be honest, I still feel a little reluctant to leave here, but if I don't leave, I feel that I can't start over." Cheng Shi smiled and said, "It's not bad to be a woman."

"Okay." Winette looked at Renata, "Let's go, Miss Renata."

Renata frowned. Even towards Dr. Chengshi, her sister showed much more kindness than she did. Was she really that bad? She followed Winnett with some frustration.

"If you keep this expression, Xiaolan will think I'm bullying you." Winnet breathed a sigh of relief and looked at her, "I said, in Japan, we can't act as sisters, even if we are similar in some ways."

They were not twins, and their faces were very different. It was not hard to believe that they were strangers. The excuse of "friends" was easy to use. "If you insist," Winnett said, "I can call you 'sister' in private."

Renata blushed.

The word "sister" sounded really strange in Japanese. Since she had planned to come to Japan early on, she certainly knew something about the local culture. The word "sister" often appeared in audio comics and various radio dramas, which made her feel a little weird.

"It does sound strange. But it doesn't matter to me because you are also a beautiful woman. Well, we'd better hurry up. There is only one boat reserved for today. If we miss it, we will have to wait until tomorrow." Winette quickened her pace. Renata ran and stretched out her hand to support Winette. In her eyes, Winette's eyesight had an impact and obstacle on her actions.

"Give me your hand," Renata demanded.

Although Winnet didn't think she would fail due to unfamiliar environment, she still extended her hand because she saw that the other party was looking forward to it. In Japanese culture, it is inevitable to be labeled as a "sister control". Speaking of which, her behavior was bad enough. When Shirley was still a middle school student...

what.

Winette gave up thinking until she got on the boat through the folding ladder, supported by Renata. As soon as they got on the boat, they heard Mao Lilan's greeting.

"Ms. Winnet, are you going back to Tokyo too?" Xiaolan came to them, "This is Miss Renata, right? I'm Mao Lilan. Miss Winnet's friends in Tokyo, please give me your advice."

"Please give me more advice."

Renata and Xiaolan shook hands.

Conan looked at the sea level listlessly, still brooding over the incident. He was a little surprised to see Winnett: "Sister Winnett, don't you stay with Dr. Chengshi for a few more days?"

"Well. Because I can't leave the church for too long, and after such an incident, Dr. Chengshi will become busy, so we won't keep disturbing him. It just so happens that we have two lively and lovely travel companions along the way." Winnet answered Conan's question kindly, but Conan didn't feel so good. He touched the back of his head, muttered to himself, "So that's how it is," and ran to the deck to look at the sea.

On the boat, Xiaolan asked Winnet for advice on cooking. In the Maori family, Xiaolan was responsible for all the housework. Winnet thought she was a virtuous girl, which made her even more irritated. She even thought about introducing her to a boyfriend so that she could forget about Kudo Shinichi, the reasoning madman who died. Winnet taught Maori some Western seasoning methods, as well as how to make lemon foam sweet sauce and orange marmalade.

There's no way around it. Miss Winnet is a loyal sweet tooth, or at least a sweet and sour one.

By noon, the ship had successfully arrived in Tokyo.

At this time, Clyde, with his hair sprayed and dressed neatly, was already waiting at the dock.

"Miss, I'm here to pick you up."

Winnet smiled and said to Xiaolan:

"Xiaolan, and Mr. Maori, if you don't mind, please take my car back."

"I'm really sorry to trouble you."

Haha, are all the daughters of wealthy families so weird? Conan was too lazy to complain. Not to mention Sonoko who stayed with Xiaolan all day, Winette in front of him did not inherit the family business but became a pastor. It was very unusual no matter how you thought about it.

Just after they got in the car, Kogoro Mouri suddenly received a call.

"Hey?"

"It's Officer Megure."

"What!? Are you saying that another person died on the island?"

"Oh, I see. Okay."

Hearing the content of Kogoro's call, Conan's mind began to work rapidly. Mao Lilan also became uneasy when she heard these "key words". What happened on Tsukikage Island should have come to an end. She asked Kogoro in a soft voice: "Dad, what happened again?"

The sun was high in the sky at noon, and the golden sunlight shone on half of Kogoro's face. He tensed his muscles and slowly relaxed. "Inspector Megure told me that another murder occurred on the island not long after we left. The deceased was a foreigner. You two have seen him. He was the foreign man who took the boat with us the morning before yesterday. He was killed by someone in the hotel. The police are investigating. They will summon us later."

"But we didn't live in the hotel. The only interaction we had with that person was the brief time we spent together on the boat." Mao Lilan expressed her incomprehension. She no longer wanted to be involved in the case.

"Well. This case should have nothing to do with the serial murders on Tsukikage Island. Officer Megure asked the islanders, and no one knew this guy. Moreover, they found a gun in his luggage."

"Gun?" Conan was startled, then he asked anxiously, "Did you find anything?"

The person the old police officer saw might be related to the mysterious organization. The sturdy man in the black coat was carrying a gun! Conan had seen Tequila and felt that he had a keen sense of smell for the people in the Black Organization. But he immediately hesitated. If the Black Organization was acting, how could they let the old police officer go? And there was no one suspected of being in the Black Organization on the ship just now. There were only a few of them as passengers.

"You little brat, here you go again! Stop being so curious about everything, okay?" Maori straightened his collar and said, "Anyway, just leave this matter to me, Maori Kogoro."

Kogoro put on an arrogant look and laughed loudly. But in fact, he didn't want Xiaolan and Conan to get involved in dangerous things. According to Megure, this murder was probably carried out by a professional killer. It was not something that ordinary people could do to accurately and quickly aim at the weak part of the neck and kill a strong man with a gun without making any noise in a short time.

When Kogoro was still working at the police station, he often witnessed colleagues being killed by vicious criminals. However, they were just vicious criminals, and real professional killers were not on the same level as them.

Seeing Conan's dissatisfied look, Xiaolan gently touched his head. She felt that Conan was just like Shinichi. Once he encountered a case, he was like being sucked away by a magnet and could not be pulled back no matter how hard he tried. She was very worried that Conan would be in danger, and she had the same feeling towards Kudo Shinichi. Although she received contact from Shinichi, she still had nightmares when she fell asleep - she was afraid that he would encounter danger while solving the case.

"Conan, let dad handle this matter."

"All right……"

Conan felt that it was impossible for the Black Organization to do it, and he was no longer obsessed with it. He had just suffered a great defeat, and he did not use his reasoning to find the murderer, so in the end even he himself felt that these things might have been done by Nishimoto, and the person who burned the warehouse wanted to find something in the warehouse, so he took advantage of the old police officer looking for the music score. After all, Nishimoto Ken would definitely destroy the music score before committing suicide - concealing the crime - it was normal for the old police officer to be unable to find it.

Conan was wilting like a grass in drought, looking like he had lost the pursuit of life. Winette, who was sitting in the passenger seat, asked Maori: "Detective Maori, are we going to be interrogated as well?"

"No, I don't think so." Mao Li said, "Miss Winnett, you probably haven't seen the victim. To be honest, we only met him once on the boat, and Officer Megure was just going to find us to understand the situation."

"I understand."

Clyde stopped the car in front of the Mori Detective Agency.

"Miss Winnet, goodbye!" Mao Lilan took Conan and said goodbye to her.

After seeing off the Maori family, Winnett's smile cooled. "What has the organization done recently?" Winnett asked Clyde.

"No, the recent news has basically nothing to do with the members of the organization. The same goes for the research institute. After Miss Shirley left, it has basically been shut down. I guess she is still in prison." Clyde replied, trying to pick out the content that Winnet wanted to know.

"I don't think I asked you about her situation..."

"But you want to know that your anxiety now proves that I'm right." Clyde glanced at Winnet's expression, felt a little horrible, and choked.

"It's really bad. Your words are like you're asking me 'why don't you do anything'? Although I want to do something, my mind tells me that it's better to do nothing. Sometimes, impulsive actions will only lead to worse results, right?" Winnett tried to convince herself, but it sounded like a poor excuse. However, even if she came up with more ideas, as a person involved in the game, she would be the first suspect. Hiding Shirley was almost a dead end.

Turn to the side of "justice" for protection? Winette found this idea ridiculous. What could they protect? They couldn't even protect themselves.

"I just thought you'd feel better after hearing this news."

"Better?"

"Because it means nothing is wrong with Miss Shirley and everything is going according to plan."

"I hope so. But sometimes the mental pressure is unimaginable." Winette answered based on her life experience. It is easy to create misunderstandings and deceptions by taking advantage of human nature and the fact that "people cannot fully understand each other." Maybe the organization has already harmed Shirley, but just kept it from her. Even if there is a slight possibility, she will fall into anxiety and fall into the trap of human nature like those who have been deceived by her.

"Didn't you also say that the organization would not do anything bad to Miss Shirley?"

"That's normal." Winnett said self-deprecatingly, "How many of us are 'normal'? Besides, I actually have no idea what Shirley is researching. Her value can only be guessed based on the experience I have accumulated over the years. But what if this value changes? I hope not."

Seeing that Winnett was not in good condition, Clyde did not raise any more questions about this. He reported recent events to Winnett one by one, such as Miyano Akemi's new identity, subsequent preparations, changes in grassroots personnel, and the implementation of the plan. These things were not hidden from Renata. In his opinion, she should have been on the same front as Winnett.

Renata had never thought that her sister had someone so dear to her. Although she was confused by the conversation, she was still able to confirm this. She couldn't help but feel curious about this member codenamed "Sulli".

Before Renata could speak, Winette remembered her sister and felt that she had an excuse to talk to Gin, so she said to Renata: "The organization requires you to deliver the information to Gin, which means you should report to him. I will try to contact him now... Remember to be careful when dealing with that man, and never show any opposition to the organization - even if the mission itself makes you uncomfortable."

"I understand." Seeing Winnet's extremely serious expression, she nodded.

Then, Winette called Gin. As the notification sounded, she restrained her emotions and responded in her usual state: "Hello, Gin?"

"What's the matter? It's rare that you would contact me on your own initiative."

"How do we solve the problem of Grenache? She is with me now. According to the organization's requirements, she should hand over the information to you, right?"

"Oh, that's true. Let her talk to me directly, and I'll tell her the meeting place. Oh, and you can come too. We have something to ask, and we have to act as babysitters."

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The agreed location was the "Nozuchi Snake" bar. Just by hearing the name, I felt that it was opened by a supernatural enthusiast, with a student-only flavor, which was very different from the previous "Black Widow" and "Cocktail". Winette agreed and hung up the phone, asking Clyde to take her back to her residence. She greeted Akemi Miyano, but she didn't stay, just got some equipment. After finding the location, she began to take a nap in the car. After taking a nap, she saw that the sky was gradually getting dark, so she grabbed Renata and got out of the car.

Because she had seen Gin's iconic black Porsche 356A at another intersection, and she had never seen anyone other than Gin using it.

Normally, a killer shouldn't drive such a flashy car in public, but he doesn't play by the rules.

After finding the sign in the alley, Winnett moved her feet and looked back at Renata.

"let's go."

Renata nodded.

"Are they the two people from before?"

Winnet made no reply, but hushed her hand.

"Let's talk about it after we get inside."

Winette led Renata into the bar. Unlike what she expected, the bar was empty. Cohen and Chianti were not there. Only gin and vodka were sitting side by side on the bar.

Taking the seat next to Gin, Winette glanced up at the idle bartender.

"A cup of green tea."

This request obviously made the other party unhappy, but they still made good preparations. Renata did not order any wine, but glanced at the gin and vodka out of the corner of her eye.

"Why are there only the two of you?" Winnet asked, "If it's not something important, we can just talk on the phone, right?"

"Because I have something to give to you. If I don't hand it to you personally, it will get out and things will get troublesome."

"What is it that is worth your personal trip?"

"You've seen it," Gin took out a small box that looked like an ice box, except that it contained rows of capsule medicines. "The test period has ended, proving the reliability of the properties of this poison."

"Poison...Oh, that's the one you fed Detective Boy last time."

"It is this, and it was developed by your favorite Shirley. Oh, after the trial period, it will be useless."

These words were like a thorn that pierced Winnet's heart, but she remained silent and just smiled faintly. She didn't believe a word of what Gin said.

"They're just like consumables!" Winette shook her head and sighed, picking up the cup and shaking it back and forth. "It's not easy to find scientists. Even the last mission to get the list failed, although it was due to an accident. In the end, it's still unknown whether the people on the list can be used."

"Ah……"

"It's just a joke, don't mind it." Winnet took a sip of green tea, "Do you want more 'experimental data'?"

"You just need to fill in your name, identity, and whether you are alive or dead, and then submit it."

"How convenient. Just take a poison that won't even give the cause of death? Come to think of it, I don't think I saw any news about Kudo Shinichi's death on the news."

"Kudo Shinichi?"

"That's the guy you cared about, the one who fed me medicine with your own hands. I think the 'Sherlock Holmes of the Heisei Era' should still be a well-known guy, right?"

"Who knows? I have no impression of the dead person's name."

"Is this the secret to killing countless people with a clear conscience?"

"Don't talk about those useless things. The commotion you caused last time made that person very unhappy." Gin paused and said, "Try to reduce the impact as much as possible. If you do it too exaggeratedly, it will be easy for some rats to smell the odor."

"It's true that I went a little too far, but aren't you interested? The guy you're looking for is hiding somewhere in Japan. I wonder how useful your nose, which is extremely sensitive to traitors, can be."