Ms. Moriarty wants to save Beika Town today too.

Under Shirley's incredulous gaze, smoke came out of the muzzle of his gun and the two researchers fell to the ground.

"Qin, what are you doing?" Shirley asked almost gritting her teeth.

Gin ignored her anger and looked nonchalant, as if he had just lit a cigarette. He said, "Your request has been approved, Shirley. You will be transferred back to Japan to continue your research. Those two people are not on the accompanying list."

"But... there's no need to kill them..."

Shirley emphasized with a gloomy look, but there was no trace of arrogance in her words.

Just because they have no use value, can we just kill them?

Then she has a sister... and in the future she will...

"They know the information about the drugs," Gin took out a cigarette, "and you are the only one who knows it, Shirley."

This is also the reason why Winnet didn't want to save them at first.

The order was to rescue Shirley, there was no one else inside. From the very beginning, the organization wanted to eliminate all personnel related to this research institute.

Not sure whether it was because of anger or fear, Winette saw Shirley's body trembling slightly.

Winnet lifted her injured arm and said, "I think I need to take care of this."

Gin stopped arguing with Shirley and sat in the co-pilot seat of the helicopter.

Winnet wanted to pull Shirley, but just as she moved her sight away, Shirley had already walked towards the helicopter, which reminded Winnet of Shakespeare's famous saying:

Do not erupt in silence, but perish in silence.

Having the courage to look straight ahead may be a good change.

The sound of propellers rang out, and after about eight minutes of sailing, they landed in an unmanned warehouse. Vodka, wearing sunglasses, greeted them below. In addition, Winette also saw Vermouth's car.

Kilushi and Vermouth came over, and the latter said to Winnett, "You did a good job, Abby. But it looks like you need to book a hospital bed."

Winnet understood that the code name had another meaning, indicating that she had officially become a member of the organization.

Winnet shook her head: "It's been handled perfectly. I just need to find a small clinic. If I go to the hospital in this state, I will be very conspicuous."

Her features, and the time of injury, are both.

Vermouth smiled charmingly and handed a cell phone to Winnet.

"My contact information is saved on it. As for the rest of the organization, I will tell you slowly, Dark Angel."

Winette accepted the mobile phone that she was not used to. It felt thick and had a nostalgic feel.

Shirley was silent on the side. In front of Gin and Vermouth, she seemed not to want to say a word.

Winnet guessed that hidden beneath that calm face must be a huge resentment.

"What are your plans for me next, Vermouth..." Winette no longer had the heart to continue teasing and directly called Vermouth by her code name.

"Stand by." Vermouth smiled and replied, "Yes, you should take Shirley with you for now. This is an emergency, and the research institute in Japan is still under construction, and there is a shortage of manpower. Before it is completed, you will be responsible for taking care of her. After all, you seem to have a good relationship."

Feeling good?

Did something go wrong?

Winnet remained silent. Shirley's expression in her peripheral vision was already ugly enough.

Gin, who was flying the helicopter, dropped them off and flew away again without staying for long. Vodka, who was driving the helicopter, came to Vermouth.

"Big brother said that you, Vermouth, should handle the follow-up more cleanly. The FBI seems to have taken new actions recently and is investigating gang fights. This is the key to the new base."

Vodka handed a bunch of keys to Vermouth and placed it in her hand.

As the big brother's right-hand man, you must maintain the big brother's dignity when passing on messages.

"I understand." Vermouth turned the key around and put it in her pocket, then told Vodka, "Shirley's safety will be temporarily left to Abis to protect until the Japanese side is ready. I have already sent her contact information to Jean."

Vermouth pressed several buttons on her phone and said with a confident smile.

In her opinion, her Dark Angel has been recognized by Gin, and her performance in completing the difficult task alone will also be appreciated by that adult.

Although he has no desire for power within the organization, Dark Angel will more or less lean towards his side.

As for protecting Shirley... it was just an excuse to give the Dark Angels a chance to take a break. When the focus of the organization's development shifted back to Japan, her Dark Angels could naturally take over part of the work and thus gain control of part of the power in Japan.

Vodka had no idea of ​​Vermouth's little plan. After getting the reply, he wanted to quickly see his elder brother and report to him.

Before that, he still needs to make a small disguise for this incident and show his abilities in front of his big brother!

Humph, my opinion in Big Brother's eyes has improved a little bit!

……

024 Miss Pastor will never step out of her comfort zone!

Shirley and Winette got into Vermouth's Lamborghini.

Vermouth did not specify the target location, and Winette did not ask, and Ji Luxi in the passenger seat was also silent.

Shirley was nervous. Although she had a code name and knew many secrets of the organization, she was not accepted by other members. She was like a sheep among wolves. Apart from using disguise and verbal intimidation, she actually had no ability to resist.

Apart from the research process, I have no say in anything.

Sitting in the back seat, Shirley was highly focused and couldn't help but observe Winnet out of the corner of her eyes.

Shirley found it incredible that this member came to rescue her.

Before this, she had never seen a woman of her age in the organization. From a secular perspective, the other party was just a child.

Perhaps because of her injury, Abby fell asleep leaning on her seat.

That's why my conspicuous gaze went unnoticed.

Beautiful, fluffy long silver hair, purple eyes, a face that seems to be blessed by God.

He was about the same height as me, probably around the same age, of European descent, most likely mixed race like me.

During the time she was in the organization, Shirley felt that she was gradually becoming cold-blooded. Even when a researcher she worked with day and night was shot in front of her, she was still able to act indifferent.

I'm exhausted just thinking about my own affairs, and there are many excuses like this.

such as--

You will feel empathy for people who have similar situations and backgrounds to yourself.

When he focused his eyes on Ablis, he would unconsciously imagine the stories she had gone through, and create stories that were similar to his own, or even more pitiful.

For example, parents are traitors to an organization and are trained by the organization to become emotionless killers. This is a very common movie plot.

Perhaps it was a foolish thought that came from her inner desire, but Abris gave her a feeling that was indeed different from that of other people in the organization.

"Shirley...are you...interested in Abris?" Vermouth, who was sitting in the driver's seat, asked with a smile on her face.

"Same?" Shirley looked at the front windshield and asked without telling whether she was happy or angry, "Is she also an experimental subject of the organization?"

Vermouth didn't understand Shirley's intention for a moment, and repeated: "Experimental subject?"

Then Vermouth saw Shirley clenching her left arm with her right hand in the rearview mirror, and she immediately understood.

Like a genius scientist trained through experiments, a killer trained in a new paradigm.

In a sense, there is nothing wrong with this, but Dark Angel was not forced into this, so it is somewhat different.

But, it's fun!

Vermouth wanted to see Shirley's one-sided feelings being betrayed by Winnet, so she did not deny it.

"Maybe that's the case... But do you think you and Abby have room to choose and turn back?"

Hearing this, Shirley clenched her left arm even tighter with her right hand, and her brown sweater twisted into spiral patterns like the inside of a shell.

Then, Shirley stopped talking.

Ji Luxi, who was sitting in the passenger seat, glanced at Shirley, then shifted her gaze to Winnett, who seemed to be asleep.

As Winnet's teacher, Ji Luxi was sure that Winnet was not asleep in the back seat.

A noisy environment like a moving vehicle is not a suitable place for the sensitive Winnet to relax.

Ji Luxi did not expose Winnet's disguise. Just as she could find her own shadow in Winnet, the member code-named Shirley probably felt the same way.

When you become numb, you can only feel sadness and pain in the mirror and dreams.

In the middle of the night, it suddenly started raining.

Winnet heard the sound of rain and murmured, "He has power over the waters to turn them into blood," and then watched in silence as the cold rain washed the window.

After the mission was over, she felt empty inside.

Before I knew it, the rain had started, along with the restless engine.

The streets around here seemed to be shrouded in mist and rain, and it was so quiet that one felt like being in a solemn church.

When Winnett saw Vermouth turning her head, she slightly raised her cold, deep purple eyes. The next second, a package fell into the palm of her hand that was open on her knees.

"Did you get some rest, Dark Angel?"

Hearing Vermouth's question, Winnet nodded subconsciously. Naturally, she also glanced at the silent Shirley out of the corner of her eye.

The fact that Shirley is still here means that Vermouth intends to let her act with her.

Although it was an opportunity to spend time with a beautiful girl, Winnet was not at all happy about it. For her with an injured left arm, Shirley was just a new burden.

The word "protection" is also meaningless. If a researcher of the organization is targeted by others, her task will not be to protect, but to kill all the opponents.

So, essentially, she was asked to keep an eye on Shirley and prevent her from escaping or doing anything unnecessary.

"No problem," Winnett replied. "Compared to that, this is?"

"Inside is your driver's license and passport. Although they are forged, they are still functional. There is also a bankbook with $50,000. You can spend it as you wish."

Miss Winnett thought about the inheritance of hundreds of millions and said, "This is not what we agreed on."

"Bridge's assets are still being cleared. You can only get a portion of them. There are many real estates and funds frozen from illegal transactions... I will help you prepare some assets in Japan. What do you think?"

Winnett didn't foolishly continue to make requests. She knew that Vermouth was doing her a favor.

However, there was one thing she wasn't going to budge on.

“I want a church.”

Miss Winnett was an ordinary person in her previous life and lacked core skills. In this life, she has been a believer since childhood and doesn't know what else to do except being a pastor and committing crimes.

Between being surrounded and loved by believers and working for others and having to please others, Miss Winnett chose the former without hesitation.

As long as she paid money to get the title of a church legal person, built or renovated an abandoned church, and then applied to join the Congregational Church, she would naturally be elected as the manager as she had the qualifications of a pastor and was also a funder. Then she, Miss Winnett, could just eat and wait for death in the church!

If she uses the organization’s funds for charity, I believe the Lord will forgive her sins!

Well, it's perfect!

"Well, I'll help prepare it," Vermouth opened the car door, "We can talk about the rest after you get off the plane."

Vermouth took out two more plane tickets from the storage slot in the car and handed them to Winnet.

Winnet looked around and saw that they were already at the airport.

It seems that there are only two people who want to ride.

……

025 Natural Counter Tsundere

Ji Luxi was also on the plane, but her destination was Washington.

She and Shirley's tickets were to Los Angeles. Considering Vermouth's personality, it was probably to allow her to adapt to the Asian environment in advance.

Winnett had heard that Los Angeles was the city with the largest Asian population in the United States.

She has always lived on the edge of London, so it is not surprising that Vermouth would think this way, but her identity as a time traveler only makes her feel nostalgic and intimate.

"There's still an hour until the flight," Shirley said to Winnett after Vermouth left, "I'm sorry for what happened just now."

Because of his careless behavior, Abby was injured.

Shirley knew in her heart that no member of any organization would be willing to listen to her request at that time.

But Abby is different from them.

If I were to be disliked by Abis because of this, it would make me feel sad.