Ms. Moriarty wants to save Beika Town today too.

Another half an hour later, he finally reached the shore.

Although the eyes could see those colorful things, the actual distance was still quite far. Fortunately, the ship was quite large, and even if it sank, it would take about an hour. He also left one or two water pumps to slow down the tilting speed.

Of course, he would not leave the lifeboat behind.

Toru Amuro climbed ashore, panting, feeling sore and stiff all over. Although swimming was part of his training, he was not a professional marathon swimmer, and this was probably the most severe challenge of his life.

"Where is Abby?" he said to himself.

Amuro Toru stumbled a few steps and resumed his normal walking posture. He looked around but didn't see anyone nearby. It was already past one in the morning and there probably wouldn't be anyone to be seen on the street.

As he took a deep breath—

"You're so slow." A female voice sounded.

This was different from the female voice he had heard before and could not be used as a basis for identification.

He looked up at the sound and saw Winnet, wearing only shorts and a vest, standing barefoot on the roof of a warehouse with a cup of hot drink in her hand.

"Well, I accept defeat with all my heart," he said.

It would probably take more than half an hour to run from here to the 24-hour convenience store and back; she was like a sea queen, he thought, maybe she was born very close to the water, maybe she was a clam girl.

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Normally he should feel a little ashamed, but at this moment he took it for granted. Perhaps it was because the person in front of him was too incredible, he couldn't help but ask: "How long have you been ashore? And your hair?"

He noticed that Abby's hair had turned from black to brown.

The explanation of fading was obviously not feasible. He thought about it and concluded that it could only be attributed to the fact that she dyed her hair a new color after landing. Amuro Toru felt that he had discovered a key point. Ablis's original hair color might be very special. She probably didn't want him to discover her real hair color, so she swam so hard.

Her special butterfly stroke would probably exhaust most people if they could maintain it for ten minutes. It was a skill that was only used in short-distance competitions. He thought he was pretty fast in freestyle, but he couldn't even see her tail splash.

"It's been almost an hour." Winnie snorted as she thought, then took a sip of the hot milk in her hand. "During this time, I even went to the convenience store to get a cup of hot milk. Here, there's one for you too. I think you might like coffee more - after all, your skin color is very similar to it! Oh, I shouldn't have been so stubborn. Now that I sit down, I feel sore all over, as if I can't stand up anymore. You have to come up and get it yourself. I think it should be okay to rest here for ten minutes?"

As Toru Amuro climbed up the stairs, he saw that she was still wearing the mask, but it was worn at an angle, just covering the tip of her nose.

Maybe the true face is hidden underneath.

If she really was immobilized, he would only need to remove the mask to confirm her identity, but if he did that, all the credibility they had built up during the operation would be lost.

Toru Amuro saw that her hands and feet were pale and seemed bloodless in the moonlight, and recalled what happened on the ship.

He asked, "Are you injured?"

"No." Winnet said weakly.

"That's good." Amuro Toru took the coffee. He tried to peel off the identity of the organization on her and temporarily see her as a woman, but found that he couldn't do it. No matter how deceptive her appearance was, it couldn't change the fact that she was a crazy killer, unless those rumors were false. But no, Abris was a "lunatic". This word not only means that the person is mentally abnormal, it also has another meaning, that is, a person who ordinary people cannot understand.

"What are you going to do next?" asked Toru Amuro.

"Well, neither Kumagawa nor Funami are on the boat," Winette said. He fiddled with the milk cap and the straw, as if considering the order in which to kill them. Amuro Toru felt that she had already thought of the follow-up questions, but just hoped that he would take the initiative to ask them. This was her tricky part, to make him feel involved and trust her.

"But you must have decided to clean them up together," said Toru Amuro, "so don't keep me in suspense..." He reluctantly took off his wet clothes and lay down facing the moon.

"Isn't it too easy to just kill them? But it's even more ridiculous to let them accept Japan's ridiculous legal punishment - it's just like a nursing home! To be honest, when I'm in my seventies or eighties, I might even envy them! The only thing that makes bastards repent is fear, fear will make them blame themselves, but real bastards don't even have fear... They just broke one wing, and they are so stupid and blind that they think they can continue to soar in evil. I think I should let them fall hard... just fall to death, how about it?"

"What are you going to do, Abby?" he asked.

Winnet rubbed her hands together slowly, giving him a feeling of being cold.

Then she stretched her body, raised her left arm to the sky, and said, "It's just a small gift for those who were harmed by him... Before that, we have to cut his tendons."

"You want to destroy the Matsuba Society?" Amuro Toru was speechless.

"No, we can't do it alone, but it would be easy to turn him off. So easy that it makes me want to laugh."

Winette covered her lips.

She had a nice laugh, he thought.

Maybe he actually agreed with her doing this in his heart, but she was not bound by formalities. What did he need to be bound by when he was undercover in the organization and watched his good friend die in front of him?

……

The two of them rested for fifteen minutes, and then walked for an hour and a half in the dark before they reached the parking lot. Gusts of evening wind blew, whistling through the empty parking lot. Winette's long hair fluttered behind her. Amuro Toru rushed to sit in the driver's seat, and Winette simply gave it to him. She was indeed very tired.

Amuro Toru glanced at her and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Let's go to your house." She wanted to say Beihua Town Four Chowme, but Mingmei and Xiaoai should be asleep at this time. Or maybe they haven't, but she still hopes they can sleep well.

In the past few years, she has gone out on missions at least eighty times, which is not a big deal.

When Toru Amuro heard this, his legs trembled and the car failed to start.

There was a strange tone in his words: "The situation is not so urgent... I mean, you really should have a good rest today, and a single man's residence is obviously not a good place to go."

"I just plan to stay until dawn. Well, there are still more than three hours left. If you really mind, you can help me book a hotel. Look at my condition. Can I take out 100 yen? Even the money for the drinks just now was pawned by the auctioneer with his watch... Fortunately, pretending to be pitiful works! Oh, this reminds me of the old days."

"The old days?" asked Toru Amuro curiously.

Winette looked at Amuro Toru uncomfortably and said, "I was just very poor. Everyone was very nice to me at that time and often gave me some snacks."

"Sorry," he said.

"Haha, you actually believe me!" Winnet laughed out loud, then looked up at the moon outside in a trance, "I won't mind this kind of thing, don't worry. Speaking of which, there are really very few things I care about... As long as I think about it, I seem to be able to hear the calm and small voice in my heart."

God didn't make her like this.

Amuro Toru drove steadily: "Really? We are very similar in this respect."

He glanced at Winnet and smiled. Winnet suddenly saw an uneasy and even sad past in this smile, like a storyteller in an old tavern.

"Maybe, but I haven't lost anything, and I won't lose anything in the future."

"Yes, I have to do the same." Amuro Toru said firmly.

He seemed to have a hint, but that was not important. The quietly flowing river appeared in her vision, like a piece of black silk, with the moon reflected in its center, which reminded her of the night five years ago when she and Ai were walking by the river. Although she knew that Ai was at her house or the doctor's house, she still felt lonely here.

After a while, Toru Amuro stopped the car and opened the door.

The branches of the trees along the road creaked.

The tired Miss Winnett was not driven away, but received a fairly warm reception. Amuro said that he couldn't sleep with her around, and there was nothing important to do tomorrow, so he went into the kitchen again and made some midnight snacks and drinks.

He opened a bottle of Scotch.

This reminded her of a person, the Japanese man she happened to meet in the United States at that time. She heard that he later became a core member and was given a title, but she had no interaction with him until she heard from Gin that he was dead.

The person who killed him was Shuichi Akai.

Therefore, the label of "suspected traitor" is not accurate. Perhaps he was killed to silence him, but that is something that has already happened.

He opened the bottle of wine: "Would you like some? It will warm you up and you can have a good sleep later."

"No, I promised someone that I would try not to drink," said Winnett.

There was a brief silence over there. He filled a glass for himself and poured it into his mouth. To be honest, he wanted to explore Abbes's interests, but she was as mysterious as all her actions - he was obviously a nominal secretive person. Then he said to Winnett: "Oh, what a pity! I thought you could have a drink with me. In Japan, most people like to do this after work. I didn't expect you to have such restraints... By the way, do you smoke? I saw that you were very skilled in the action when you were on the boat."

Winnet shook her head. If she really wanted to smoke, Xiao Ai would kick her off the bed. She explained, "You can imitate someone just by watching more. The guy I used to live with was a heavy smoker. He loved to smoke in a cool way, and he wanted to lift his butt up to the sky... At that time, I thought all the old men there were like this, but in fact, he was the only one who had all those bad habits."

Smoking, drinking, and picking up girls.

Her adoptive father was a master of everything, but she didn't expect that he didn't die in someone else's belly.

"That's it."

Winette's voice became stronger: "Yes, children will imitate everything, especially those who are very talented in learning bad things. So it's your turn, Mr. Secretist. What are you going to say to satisfy my curiosity?" She shook her finger, then pointed at Amuro Toru, cleared her throat and said: "However, you can also say nothing, but don't say things like 'secrets make women more beautiful'. My ears are almost callused after listening to Vermouth saying that."

"Is she so nagging?" Toru Amuro sounded a little confused.

When Vermouth was with him, they only exchanged some tentative words with each other.

Winnet smiled and pointed at the guitar in the room: "It's like frivolous music, it always makes me unhappy... To be honest, you really don't have an affair with her?"

She was convinced that Vermouth was definitely not a woman who kept herself chaste, after all, even she almost fell victim to the murder.

Maybe she has sex with many people and has fun every night!

He quickly shook his head: "Why do you think so?"

He thought that Vermouth was the kind of woman who appeared enthusiastic but was actually cold-hearted. Even if she had some interest in him, it was just an interest.

He saw Winnett get up and walk around his room.

"What are you looking for?"

"Like used condoms?"

"Uh..." He almost spilled his wine glass.

Suddenly, Abbey became a little nonsensical again, and he quickly stood in front of her and said, "There is no such thing. Please don't rummage through other people's things."

"Bourbon, you are the one..."

Miss Winnett placed her left hand on her right cheek.

Amuro Toru's face was dark: "No, I like women." He took a deep breath and then said: "Okay, Abby, let's stop here today... Do you want to drive back by yourself, or should I help you?"

"I can do it myself."

Winette did not hesitate.

What if Ai finds out that it was a yellow-haired man who brought her back? That would be terrible! Well, Bourbon is a yellow-haired man but surprisingly serious? Alas, she is not like him, a poor bachelor!

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Winnet checked the car, drove the Dodge Charger back to her residence, and then asked Clyde to take care of it. She felt very tired, took off the mask on her face, and adjusted her face and expression in front of the car window. She couldn't show her weak side when dealing with organizational matters, but it didn't matter if it was for other reasons. Who doesn't want to fall into the arms of a lover? Although the embrace is a little smaller, the care and love are no less. Well, maybe... maybe he will be a little harsh in his words, just a little.

She quietly slipped into the yard, but then remembered that she didn't take the key when she left, so she had to ring the doorbell obediently. Mingmei should have gotten up at this time.

After a while, the door opened.

"I'm back." she said softly.

Mingmei tilted her head to look behind Winnet, and seeing that she was alone, she said, "You left in such a hurry, is it because of the organization, Miss Winnet? Xiaoai seemed very worried all day yesterday."

Winnet nodded.

She put on a thoughtful expression. "It was the same before, Mingmei. Shirley probably only showed that kind of feeling because she is no longer with the organization and doesn't have to be busy with drug research and development all day. In fact, if you really need to worry, you can't see me now... What I mean is that I hope you can comfort her. Those missions are no different from daily life to me."

Mingmei didn't say anything, but she felt that Winnet was not in a good condition. Her clothes didn't fit her well, as if they were worn by a man. Although her breathing was steady, it didn't give her the sense of tranquility she usually gave, but the feeling of the sea under the dark clouds. However, she shouldn't have any criticism, even if she hoped Winnet would stay away from the organization, a place of right and wrong, in the future.

"You are very tired, right?" Mingmei pulled her to the living room, "Speak softly... Ai is still sleeping. She waited for you until very late yesterday and finally stayed here. I think Professor Agasa looks very lonely."

Mingmei smiled and said that she didn't wake Ai up so that both of them could have a good rest. As for Professor Agasa, it shouldn't be too much for her to borrow her sister for a few days? At least for now, she has no idea of ​​taking her sister to live with her. Not to mention that there are things that make her feel embarrassed, the identity and logic issues alone are very serious.

If someone related to the organization came to find Winette and found Shiho, it would be dangerous. She thought that it would be better to not let Shiho come, but it would be more appropriate for her to go to Dr. Agasa's house to find Shiho.

She enjoyed the breakfast prepared by Mingmei, which was especially delicious after exercise. Mingmei said the water was ready, and Winette was not polite. She immersed herself in the bathtub, but she only soaked for a few minutes, just to warm up her body. Sitting on the sofa chair to rest for a while, Ningjing listened to the sound of Mingmei sorting small items. She had the habit of collecting things, such as her favorite band CDs. In the afternoon, she often played them. Winette also regarded it as cultivating a hobby and went with her wishes. She was in a daze for a while, and heard the sound of people coming downstairs. Xiaoai, who was rubbing her sleepy eyes, woke up in an instant and pursed her lips.

Winnet closed her eyes, and she walked towards Winnet, her steps very light and without making any sound.

Xiao Ai looked at her and saw that there were no scars on the exposed skin. She breathed a sigh of relief, but then her heart tightened again. She saw a shallow bloodstain on the side of Winnet's neck, and then she lifted her clothes slightly.

Winnet certainly noticed Xiao Ai's movements. She opened her eyes and took Xiao Ai's hand that was lifting her belly. If it was just a touch, she wouldn't mind. But this time she was slightly scratched and a little festering from soaking in the water. She has applied medicine. With her recovery ability, she will be fine in a few days. But this small signal may also increase the anxiety of the lover. In Winnet's view, this is just like the bumps in life, but Xiao Ai can't feel so relaxed because she is afraid of all the consequences brought by the organization.

Who is not afraid?

Winnet leaned over and kissed her gently on the cheek.

This made Xiao Ai push her nose with one hand.

"What are you doing suddenly?"

"Good morning kiss?" Winnet smoothed her hair.

"That's not right either. It's like an old fairy tale turned upside down, with Sleeping Beauty kissing the prince... That's ridiculous."

Winnett scratched Xiao Ai's nose, then quickly distanced herself from him and sneered, "Who is the prince?"

"It's not like the stronger party is the leader. This is no longer popular now... Knowledge and ideas are the key to the decision." She said unconvinced. She didn't hate the feeling of being teased by Winnet, but she felt stronger. Maybe she could help with some organizational matters.

"Yeah, that makes sense." Winette nodded.

"so……"

Xiao Ai suddenly attacked, rubbing Winnet's face hard, squeezing it like a scream. Mingmei laughed beside her, and Xiao Ai laughed too. Winnet couldn't laugh, and felt that her facial muscles were a little stiff, perhaps because she had been in the water for too long.

"A sneak attack is against the rules." Winnet said. She looked pitiful, blinking her eyes and flicking between the two of them, and then yawned rarely. "I'm sleepy."

"When did you come back?"

"Not long after dawn." Winnett said, and he looked at Mingmei. Mingmei said, "It was about five o'clock. I just got up too."