Ms. Moriarty wants to save Beika Town today too.

"Then I'll take it as a compliment!"

Winnett walked beside Ai and greeted the nurses passing by warmly. When she arrived outside the hospital, a luxury black sedan was already waiting at the door.

"Miss, seeing you so energetic, I feel relieved."

Clyde opened the car door and looked at Winnet for a moment.

Winette could see what he meant.

"Let's send Ai to the doctor's house first."

Xiao Ai was no stranger to this driver and assistant, and she also knew that there were some things that Winnet did not intend to discuss in front of her. If she guessed correctly, it should be related to what happened that night.

After saying goodbye to Xiao Ai, Clyde, who was sitting in the driver's seat, said:

“Since the list was submitted, no action has been taken so far.”

"Well, this is indeed a bad sign. Maybe Rum has judged that I am not trustworthy, but the extent to which he can interfere is very limited."

"There is one more thing. Bourbon has been in contact. It was he who collected the intelligence about Kamikawa. He gave a list of possible people to contact."

"Ah, isn't this a disguised way of urging me? It seems that I have concealed my identity quite well."

Winnet chuckled.

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Winette teased, but didn't take it seriously. A secretive person like Bourbon, who was used to hiding, might have private contacts with many members, and even had a relationship with Rum. Although contacting him could get a lot of information, one had to be wary of whether it was a double-edged sword that could backfire.

She had seen Bourbon from afar. He had blond hair and bronze skin, but his personality was sinister and arrogant, like a poisonous snake hiding in the dark and staring at its prey. This made her have no liking for this man at all. Of course, these two factors might just be a disguise - if it was a disguise, it would be even more dangerous.

"Never mind him!" Winette shook her head. "Bourbon and I have always disliked each other."

Thinking of the Municipal Building bombing, she added, "He knew the bomb was stolen and followed up on the follow-up matters. I'm afraid he wanted to test my attitude. But this also shows that his reach is limited. It's a disguised way of saying that his subordinates don't have a systematic team - to reduce the possibility of collusion with official organizations. Of course, it may also be a smokescreen."

Clyde nodded and said seriously, "I really hope to return the contact information to you. Facing such a person, any of my performance may be read by him and arouse his suspicion. Abbes is not alone. So far, my conversation with him has been like routine work, which may have aroused his doubts."

"God bless you!" Winette smiled. "The more you do that, the more he will feel that I still don't trust him. In fact, it is true. I believe his intelligence, but I dare not trust him as a person. Gin will not hide that he will stab you in the back, but no one knows what he wants. As a secretive person, Vermouth will be honest with me, but he won't."

Clyde drove silently, accepting the explanation and continuing to take on this part of the work for Winnett.

In the evening, Winette saw Mingmei looking depressed.

It seemed that he was in a bad mood because she was not allowed to visit him.

"You risked your life to save many lives," Mingmei mentioned at the dinner table. "Although it's not mentioned in the report, it must be true, otherwise how could you be injured like this?"

"That's not what you said. These injuries were caused by me digging through the rubble while trying to escape to the lower levels."

"My intuition is always right." Mingmei stuffed the bacon and mushroom box into Winnet's bowl, "It will be very helpful for wound healing."

Winnett looked at him with a childlike disdain. She had just experienced a disaster, and now another disaster was on the table. Looking closely at the roots of the mushrooms, it was like looking at the painting of Jesus being crucified on the cross—just like suffering for those who caused the disaster! Ah, no! This was her home, why did she feel like she was living under someone else's roof?

If I can’t afford to offend Ai, can I afford to offend Mingmei?

Seeing another piece of mushroom in the rice bowl——

Well, I can’t afford to offend you!

The meal was severely controlled. Winette, who had finally survived the mushroom hell, drank the sweet porridge in big gulps. When the meal time was over, she learned from Mingmei that it was Sonoko who spread the news.

When will they get better?

Even the well-mannered Miss Winette couldn't help but repeat the name of "Suzuki Sonoko" several times in her heart, praying that she would not cause a sensation.

This kind of prayer is certainly not pious at all. If Suzuki Sonoko can't control her mouth, she can only perform amnesia magic (physical) herself.

At night, Mingmei said she wanted to wipe her body, but she was very bent and naturally could not accept this suggestion. Winnet smelled her body and found a faint smell of iodine and disinfectant. After going to bed, she felt uncomfortable sleeping because her head was full of the scene in the Rice Flower Municipal Building.

The burning space, the piled up rubble, and Xiao Ai's sad face.

She understood the source of this sadness, because she was worried about her, and the reason why she felt sad was the same. Just by staying by her side, Xiao Ai fell into a dangerous situation. This can be said to be a coincidence, but it is by no means accidental. The moment she was involved in these things, the butterfly's wings were flapping, and no one knew what the result would be if it crossed the thunderstorm.

Winette prayed to the Lord with a fervor she had never felt before.

"Lord, please protect Shirley and let me bear all the dangers for her - let me bear it, let me bear it, my Lord Jesus."

She regarded this as a kind of spiritual comfort needed to maintain the status quo. She wanted to take on all of Xiaoai's pain, wash Xiaoai with her blood, and be Xiaoai's savior. She did not hide this love and was willing to endure the hurt like Him.

Winnet could feel the fear in Ai's heart, but she was not afraid of the consequences. She was only afraid of one thing.

She prayed like this over and over again until she fell asleep. The last time she prayed was at Sister Alyssa's funeral, but she had never prayed so wholeheartedly. She dreamed that she was the only one trapped in the flames.

After waking up, she no longer worried about prayers and dreams. Winnet reminded herself that she had left the atmosphere of childhood and the sentimental season. Kindness was just a mask to cover up coldness. In order to prevent similar situations from happening, she must strike a balance between the organization and her personal life.

The first thing is not to bring her to situations where she might be associated with the organization.

Maybe it was right to give the information to Ai and let her focus on something.

I don't know if it's because I think too much or because of the aftereffects of the injury, Winette is a little listless. The bandages need to be replaced, but I can't ask Xiao Ai to do it, so I have to ask Mingmei. Most of the wounds have scabbed over, so they can be removed. Only the hands and face are left. It's better to wrap them with gauze than to expose the wounds. Although it's not scary, it's better to avoid scaring others.

Mingmei used iodine to rinse the back of her hand, changed the gauze, took off her shoes and sat on the sofa.

"You'd better stay at home and enjoy the next two days," she said.

Winnet was not in a position to refuse, so she did not respond. She felt that she was able to move freely, so she cut the high-quality bread she had stored and added butter, but she did not control it well, so there was more butter than bread. Then she put the kettle on the stove and made tea for Mingmei.

Mingmei likes to drink strong, hot tea, and she can sip it from the teacup. The two sisters are similar in this respect. In Winnet's opinion, this is very similar to the way Ai drinks hot coffee.

Mingmei, who had a little time off from breakfast, saw Winnet and spoke to her like an elder:

"Too much butter, and too strong tea, Winnet, rest; neither is suitable for a sick man who deserves rest."

Winette had no power to refute. At least the butter bread was very much to her taste. She never refused anything sweet. Maybe she should ask Mingmei to plant some honeysuckle so that she wouldn't feel bored.

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"For someone like me, skin injuries are not a disease."

Winnet took a bite of bread and argued.

At such times Mingmei always smiled and looked at her quietly, as if she was looking at her own sister, with an extra touch of tenderness, but she would restrain herself after a short while in order to maintain the dignity of a half-elder.

Of course, she couldn't force Winnet in any way, she just joined in the breakfast arrangement to prevent the high sugar content in breakfast from affecting her condition for the whole day.

Seeing that Winnett did not go out, Mingmei read in the living room with peace of mind, maintaining a library-like atmosphere. She occasionally observed what Winnett was doing and found that she was sorting between books and striped paper, perhaps some kind of code. Next to Winnett, there was an unmarked magnetic disk.

After Winette took a breath of relief from her tiredness, Mingmei said:

"That disk, could it be..."

She had some impression of it, a disk that she thought was sent by her sister by mistake. After making a backup, she put it aside because she couldn't understand the content and knew she shouldn't read it. However, she couldn't send it back because it could easily cause some unnecessary misunderstandings.

"It contains some experimental data, and I plan to dispose of it."

"deal with……"

That's right, her sister probably doesn't need these now, keeping them will only do harm.

Winnett couldn't talk about the details, saying that she would give it to Xiao Ai for research. Although she didn't know how long she could keep it a secret from Mingmei, she had to wait until the storm of hunting down Shirley was over, which might take several years. Based on a similar way of thinking, she felt that it would take Xiao Ai several years to develop an antidote, so there would be no problem even if she handed it over.

Seeing Winnett re-entering the task of setting a password, Mingmei did not ask any more questions and decided to spend the day as usual. She found a kind of elegant beauty in Winnett's concentration. Her sister also had the same trait, but Winnett seemed more perfect and reassuring.

Come to think of it, there's no point in stopping her from doing anything.

As Mingmei expected, Winnet said she decided to go to Teitan High School in the afternoon. She guessed Winnet was looking for Xiaolan, perhaps for the bomb case and the visit, so she helped prepare some gifts, because Winnet had the experience of visiting with too expensive gifts before.

For the recipient of a gift, something that is too expensive will make them feel it is difficult to prepare a return of equal value, making it difficult to accept.

"Give my regards to Xiaolan too... By the way, Winette, do you want to go to the doctor's house first? I heard from the doctor that you have a good relationship with the kid named Huiyuan."

Mingmei took out the frozen cake from the refrigerator. Although there were only two slices, it was obvious that it was made with great care.

"This is……"

"I did it."

Mingmei showed a confident and expectant expression, as if she was waiting for praise.

"It looks delicious, can I have one too?"

Winette is also proficient in dessert making. She regards the process as an exercise in her control over strength. Some embellishment and latte art techniques are not difficult for her as she is good at precision.

"That will have to wait until you recover."

"A word is settled!"

Winnet showed some excitement and received some fruit candy. She knew that Mingmei was a strong and ambitious woman at heart, which was the opposite of Ai. It was a bit unfair for her to be in a restricted environment all the time.

Fortunately, Mingmei has a strong desire to learn and shifts her focus to all aspects of life, so she does not cause any concern.

Winnett thought that Ai should not have finished school yet, so she gave the cake directly to the professor. However, she turned to Teitan High School. On the way, she met some people who knew her and they all expressed concern, saying that she looked pale, listless, and thin, which made her wonder if she was sick.

The pale complexion must be due to bloodline.

She arrived at the gate of Teitan High School, ready to wait for Sonoko and Xiaolan to finish school.

When Yuanzi came to visit her, she talked about volunteer activities during the conversation. The lively and active Yuanzi immediately thought that there might be some loving and caring men who could participate, so she asked her if there were any handsome guys. Of course there were. Generally, they recruited people who were good-looking or amiable. Of course, being sincere enough was enough, but appearance was a plus after all.

I can take this opportunity to talk to Yuanzi about the time.

Just as she was thinking this—

"Do you have anything to do with any of the students in this school?"

A boy with dark brown skin appeared beside her and suddenly spoke to her.

Perhaps because of his proud personality, his tone sounded very arrogant, but Winnett did not regard this kind of conversation as a new way of chatting up people. Although he was tall and strong, his childish temperament told her that the person in front of her was still a high school student.

By the way, as we are both high school students, why don’t you have to go to class?

It was not dark yet, and Winnet, whose eyesight had recovered a lot, could see his outfit. He wore a dark green jacket and brown trousers, and carried a long storage bag that college students would use when moving. Standing at the entrance of the university, he looked a little strange in this outfit, like a club student in a cartoon who came to cause trouble.

"Ah... that's right."

Winnet, holding the umbrella, turned slightly.

The boy saw Winnet's eyes and moved his cap slightly impatiently, looking a little hesitant. He put his hands in his pockets, turned left and right, leaned inward for a moment, and asked:

"Do you know Kudo?"

"Kudo?"

Is this person here to look for Kudo Shinichi?

"It's Kudo Shinichi, who is known as the high school detective in Kanto. Ah, never mind... you can't see him in person, sorry."

Winnet knew that she was mistaken for a blind girl, a common misunderstanding. Even in the past, she could distinguish colors and objects.

Less than half a minute after talking to her, the boy jumped over the wall with the momentum of climbing over it, grabbing the edge of the wall with both hands.

Ding Dong!

"Well...school is over now."

The boy also noticed this and gave up the idea of ​​climbing in. After all, it would be easier to catch the person he was looking for by guarding the door.

"Are you here to look for someone too?"

"Correct."

"Hey, I don't know which guy is so lucky to have such a beauty like you."

He is such a talkative person.

It would be fine if Ai went to this school... Come to think of it, if Ai hadn't joined the organization, she should be a senior in high school now, right?

Before Winnet could explain herself, she heard him talking to himself again.

"Second year, Class B. Often works together with Mao Lilan and Suzuki Sonoko..."

Only then did Winnet notice that he was still holding the photo of the garden in his hand.

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289 Prophecy Gardener

The photos are not private photos, and the source is probably from the media or the Internet.

As the Suzuki Group is one of the largest conglomerates in Japan, everyone with a little social status is very familiar with it. The extroverted Sonoko is more recognizable than Ayako, so it is not surprising that she is recognized.

Is he a crazy fan of Kudo Shinichi?