Ms. Moriarty wants to save Beika Town today too.

However, Xiao Ai did not refuse. She nodded, waved Winnet to come closer, kissed her cheek, and simply said, "You will help her, right?" Winnet retreated an inch, her face slightly flushed, this was teasing her again. She nodded helplessly. Anyway, she had helped a lot, and it would be a piece of cake to do more. But mysticism is not so pleasing. She sat on the sofa, dazed for a minute, and suddenly felt a slight weight on the side of her shoulder-Xiao Ai was leaning on her.

This might make her freshly dried hair wrinkled or curled, but she didn't have the heart to remind herself at the moment. This reminded her of the past, when one of them was tired, they always relied on each other like this: like a child acting coquettishly to another child. This lack of distance in getting along was something she hadn't seen for a long time. Although the date didn't change much, she felt that a long, long time had passed.

Hair frizzing can't be worse than the Beatles. A person can't have love every day. Ai's slight squinting made Winnett feel particularly satisfied. Not long after, Ai straightened her body. She heard the movement in the bathroom. If her sister saw it, she would probably be teased. She saw Winnett's stiff appearance and her expression became relaxed.

She put a hand on Winnet's face, "Huh, why are you so nervous? We are no longer that kind of elementary relationship."

"Uh," Winnet pursed her lips, "Ah, I just didn't want to wake you."

Winnett first thought of this reason, she had to say something to explain her embarrassing appearance. She still had a shy attitude towards those sensitive things, because it seemed that every time it was a little abnormal - compared with the normal in her mind. But in fact, she had already experienced it, but when Xiao Ai pointed it out in her current appearance, she felt like a guy who was trying to save face and had a pitiful self-esteem.

"is it?"

Winnet nodded, "Right."

"Then let's just take it as it is."

"What do you mean by 'just treat it as such'..."

She complained quietly.

Xiao Ai didn't mention anything ambiguous. With her current appearance, it was really inappropriate to say such things. She couldn't pull Winnet to do something out of line, even a simple kiss.

After Mingmei came out, Winnett went into the bathroom. The lingering mist made her relax a lot. It could block the sight of other people but would not interfere with her environment too much. It always made her feel at ease, whether in daily life or in battle. After washing, she saw Mingmei doing handmade needlework in the living room. Mingmei said that she felt it was very nice to put the handmade accessories in the room. As for Xiaoai, she had asked her to go back to her room to sleep. Winnett thought of Shirley's appearance, which was also the appearance of her hair being messy due to exhaustion. Maybe the researchers didn't care much about this. Besides, Xiaoai's hair quality was really good, much more delicate than her fluffy hair.

"It's better to sleep," Winnett thought of how sleepy Ai was just now, "Becoming a child really has an impact on her body. She used to be a real night owl."

Mingmei agreed. Every time she met Ai, she would see her sister who was still a little sleepy. She sorted out the silk thread and threaded the needle skillfully, and said, "Remember what I said in the hospital, I want to tell you about this? Actually, I am a little afraid to tell you this, because Shiho always emphasizes that you have another side, a side that is a little scary."

Mingmei lowered her head when she spoke, and her tone sounded a little self-blaming, which was different from her usual self. Winnett felt that she was making a big deal out of nothing. She would never show her so-called scary side to people close to her.

"You don't need to worry about this. I'm not crazy, and I don't have a split personality."

Winnet said this in a joking tone.

"Of course I know this, but if I really talk about what I'm going to say, I think you'll definitely be angry."

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Winnett stroked her chin. "Angry? I bet you've never seen me angry."

She might get excited because of anger, but she would never get angry because of a small mistake. To be honest, she had actually kind of forgotten how to be angry. Sister Alyssa had always taught her that anger was the most useless thing.

"It seems to be true. That's because I think you're scary. It must be because you're a member of the organization, but I'm not afraid of Shiho, so I'm not afraid of you either... Yes, what scares me is something else."

"You've decided to tell me, haven't you?"

Mingmei put down her needlework and said, "Well. I met someone in the hospital. We used to be lovers. I think you have guessed his identity, but I hope you can promise me that you won't hate him because of me. Also, I don't want you to fight each other, but if there is no other choice... it doesn't matter even if you kill him."

Her voice trembled a little.

Winette also knew what was going on. She didn't expect that Shuichi Akai, who was running like a rat, was hiding so close. She thought jokingly, maybe he was attracted by Beika Town? It seems that all kinds of cases are happening frequently here. Even the FBI is going to assist the Japanese police in solving the cases? Such absurd things are not impossible now. She also understood the reason why Mingmei hesitated. She was not unkind, but she understood these things too much. It was because of understanding that she felt a little disgusted, but this did not include the pure-hearted object like Mingmei - she just simply did not want her former lover to die at the hands of her sister's lover.

Maybe not. However, Winette also gave up the idea of ​​going to the hospital to press Akai Shuichi to death.

As long as flies and mosquitoes don't linger around, normal people won't take the initiative to cause trouble for them. She actually hoped that Mingmei would ask this, because it meant that she no longer took him seriously. She tried to confirm, "You didn't recognize him, right?"

"Ah."

Winette made this inference because Mingmei was wearing a mask. Even if Akai Shuichi saw her, he couldn't link her with Mingmei. Of course, if there was a more detailed contact, just the facial barrier might not be enough. She thought that there must have been some other unexpected situation at the time, which made Mingmei make a decisive decision.

"I promise you, I won't take the initiative to cause trouble for him. But if it is a mission from the organization, I have no other choice... He insists on confronting the organization, so he must be ready to die."

"I understand. Do you really not care?"

"Shirley must have agreed. Since you have all forgiven him, he and I have no personal grudges against each other, so of course I don't care."

Winette lied. Even if they forgave him, she couldn't forgive him, because he almost ruined the life she expected, but if she insisted on killing him, she would be destroying her own life - his life was not worth that much. She didn't even bother to weigh the pros and cons.

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"Well, of course I believe you, just like I believe in Shiho."

"Isn't this a matter of course?"

Mingmei was a little surprised by Winnet's reaction, "Ah, I thought you would ask me why I didn't choose to believe him."

After hearing this, Winnett was a little unhappy. "Of course he can't be compared with me! Can she make you as happy as I do? Besides, how can a man who has betrayed you once be worthy of the word trust? No one wants to be deceived, let alone it's not a white lie. Even if the lie comes true, how can the person involved judge it? I feel that he just uses you and discards you, and doesn't think about you at all!"

Mingmei's eyes no longer had any sadness at this time. She said, "Maybe it is true." She looked very serious, which made Winnett wonder if she had said too much, but Mingmei didn't seem to care. Instead, she explained calmly, "I saw another woman taking care of him. It was already very late, and she looked at him with affection. I can't find any other reason to explain it. Maybe something happened later... I couldn't help it in the end, and called him before the mission, but..."

"Don't say anything," interrupted Winnet. "Forget about him, that's all."

It was obvious that Mingmei didn't want to continue talking. She felt the sadness hidden in her heart. No wonder Ai didn't tell her about this. She must have been concerned about Akai. They had to prepare to do something to make Mingmei stop thinking about him.

"Yes, Shiho also advised me so."

Winette did not elaborate any more. She thought that anyone would come to the same conclusion, even an elderly mother-in-law. But the person concerned might not listen to verbal advice, just like young people are independent and people in love must have a young mentality. At this moment, Mingmei had completely regarded her as a close person, so she talked to her about these things.

Thinking of this, Winnet felt a sense of relief.

She took out the wine from the refrigerator, opened the bottle, and poured Mingmei a glass. "Would you like some?"

"I've basically only drunk beer and red wine," Mingmei said.

Although he was only undercover in the bank, he still went to the pub to drink with his colleagues.

Winnett only sells low-proof brandy, which is usually paired with various dishes. The alcohol will evaporate during cooking, and the remaining fruit fragrance will be stronger.

"I haven't had many kinds of drinks, and my face turns red when I drink, and I get drunk easily. Ai said that my physique is not suitable for drinking, and I don't feel much about it. However, sometimes it's good to get drunk, so that you can simply put things behind you - this way you will only think about me and Ai, and you will be overwhelmed by more beautiful things."

Mingmei picked up the wine glass and looked at Winnet with a smile, "It turns out that Miss Winnet is so eloquent! I always think you are very taciturn, and you are even more hesitant in front of Ai. You are not forcing yourself, are you?"

"Where is it?"

God even praised Miss Winnet's eloquent speech.

"Yes! I was thinking, well, Miss Winnett is probably not very good at expressing herself, and now it's because she's talking about me... I see, no wonder my Shiho won so easily!"

Winnet: “?”

“It tastes pretty good.”

They started drinking after Ai went to bed. At first, they were reserved and only took a sip. Later, Mingmei began to drink as freely as if she were drinking beer. Mingmei felt that she had not had enough fun yet. Winnet was like being exposed to the sun. Her skin was white and red, and she became quiet. Now, Mingmei also knew that Winnet was not being modest just now, but she really couldn't drink. She looked at her and felt a little funny. How could you comfort others by getting drunk first? She poked Winnet gently, and when she found that she didn't fight back automatically, she propped up her arm and planned to help her upstairs. The moment she lifted Winnet up, she realized how light her body was.

She moved Winnet to the bed and felt dizzy, probably because of the alcohol. Mingmei brushed her teeth, returned to Winnet's room, covered her with the quilt, and was about to leave, but she held her tightly, "Shirley, don't go."

Trying to break free to no avail, Akemi blinked helplessly, "Sure enough, she's just as cute as Shiho said."

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337 Winnett's Explanation

When Winnet woke up, she saw a note on the door saying that they were going to pick up Dr. Agasa first and breakfast was on the table.

She rubbed her aching head, washed up and went to the living room. The breakfast was sealed with plastic wrap and looked very delicate, which made her wonder if Mingmei had a good sleep last night. Not long after she had breakfast, Mingmei called and said that Dr. Agasa was talking about not wanting to be discharged from the hospital and being afraid of riding in a car. Now they had just consulted the doctor about the situation. The doctor said that as long as she paid more attention to rest and prevent the wound from getting infected and festering, she would be fine.

"Well, wait a moment," Winnett said, "I'll ask Clyde to go over and drive a bigger car, let Dr. Agasa lie on the back seat, and then have him drive slower and more steadily... If we do this, I think he won't have anything to say! There's no place to sleep comfortably in a hospital, he'll change his mind right away."

"You still have a way."

Mingmei followed suit and smiled.

Without further ado, Winnet immediately contacted Clyde and asked him to drive a car that could accommodate a person lying down to see her.

Clyde, who received the call, thought that the young lady was going to have a good vacation after the operation, so he gritted his teeth and drove his new Aston Martin DB5. Winette saw the car, frowned, and asked Clyde if he was going to play James Bond? She remembered that the famous had one, although another Citroen was more famous, but the shapes of classic cars were more unique than each other, and the one in front of her was at least an antique from years ago. Winette looked around and found that the interior space was indeed spacious. The trunk was converted into a bed, and the back seat was also a calfskin sofa, the kind without folds in the middle. Doctor was not tall, so it was more than enough to lie down.

Clyde said that he spent a lot of his savings to buy this car at the auction.

Of course, a considerable portion of it was Winnett's salary, as well as funds for sharing the spoils.

“It fits the bill,” he said.

"Ah."

"Where are you going? Are you going to pick up any other lady?" Clyde asked.

Winnett said, "Let's go to the hospital. My neighbor, Dr. Agasa, was attacked by someone with a crossbow a few days ago and was shot in the butt. Now we plan to pick him up and we need a bigger car that he can lie down in. You know, the one parked at my house is a Suzuki economy car. As for Dr. Agasa... that Beetle car has a unique shape."

"Pick someone up... uh." Clyde's face froze.

"what happened?"

"Nothing, I thought you were planning on traveling or something... I didn't expect something unfortunate like this to happen," he said softly.

It was almost nine o'clock in the morning when they arrived at the hospital. Dr. Agasa's procedures were ready, but he was still lying on the hospital bed. In order to make him behave, Xiao Ai asked the doctor to prescribe a weak anesthetic for him to prevent him from feeling uncomfortable during the bumpy ride. Seeing Dr. Agasa looking like he was going to the execution ground, Winnet couldn't help but find it a little funny. She helped him into the back of the car and let him lie down directly. Clyde drove at 30 miles per hour on the most stable road. If this car hadn't been eye-catching enough, other vehicles might not have been able to help but honk at them. Then when they arrived at the residence, Dr. Agasa stopped sighing and looked much more energetic, as if he was about to pounce on the bed that made him feel refreshed.

The cooking task was naturally transferred to Dr. Agasa's house, and it became a collaboration among the three of them. However, for the sake of the doctor's nutrition, the main ingredients were relatively easy to digest and nutritious foods.

Cooking with Ai...it's been a long time!

The last time was when I was in the United States, and it could hardly be called collaboration at that time.

No, it's hard to express it as "collaboration" this time, Winnet thought to herself. In addition to the clear division of labor, Ai often emphasized that not too much sugar should be added, so Winnet had to add a lot of orange jam to her vegetable sandwich. The two families were close to each other, and many of the ingredients for lunch were moved here. Dr. Agasa also seemed very happy. Although there was no high-calorie food, Winnet and Mingmei's cooking skills were very good, which made him eat with relish. Seeing that the doctor had such a strong appetite, Ai was no longer worried that he would be depressed because of his injury.

In the afternoon, she and Akemi said goodbye to Dr. Agasa and returned to their residence. Although she didn't care much about what Megure said about Murakami, she couldn't just ignore it. What if this murderer made trouble again and ruined her next plan? When she thought about it, she became even more disgusted with this murderer who jumped out.

"Would you like to take a nap, Miss Winnett?" Mingmei asked her.

She shook her head, but still headed towards the room to make some preparations. She said she would go out in the evening to investigate the case. She was also curious about the extent of the investigation by the police and Kudo Shinichi.

Winnet started to make it, and a man's face that looked 70% like the one in the photo appeared on the table. She made him look older and more haggard, and he really looked like a paranoid murderer. She still lacked a mouse-gray, shabby coat, but a black cloak was just right, and it was suitable for any occasion where one needed to conceal one's identity.

"The next number is ten, he'll probably behave himself," she murmured.

Winette called Xiaolan.

"Ah, my father stayed at the nightclub all night last night... Miss Towako was not attacked. This morning, Conan thought of Mr. Hiroki - the one we met in the restaurant. His last name happened to be Tsuji, which contains the number ten. We just called his home, and his family said that he had already gone to the heliport... I called the police again. Now, Conan and I are also preparing to rush to the scene."

Rush to the scene? Xiaolan is also very concerned about this matter, she thought. That's right, my mother was almost killed by the murderer, it's normal for her to be active.

Winnet found that she always forgot to think from the perspective of common sense and emotion.

She thought about it and felt that the murderer would not miss this opportunity, so she said, "I want to go over and take a look, too. I am very concerned about Dr. Agasa's injury." She used the doctor as an excuse, and was also indignant for Xiaolan's mother. Her words made Xiaolan silent for a moment. Xiaolan, who was on the other side of the conversation, became a little uneasy.

"Well, Miss Winnett...if your most important person is held hostage by a gangster and you have a gun in your hand, would you choose to shoot him?" Xiaolan suddenly asked.

"Then I have to confirm whether I am a sharpshooter." Winnett said, "If my shooting skills are accurate enough, I think I will shoot. Instead of believing that the criminals will not harm the hostages, it is better to believe in my own ability... However, in reality, it is difficult for ordinary people to ignore the existence of hostages and shoot at the criminals. The overlapping of the impact surface is one reason, and another reason is that if you can't kill with one shot, it will anger the other party."

"Your shooting skills are very good," Xiaolan said, "but what if you accidentally shoot a hostage?"

"Oh, I see... This might be a good idea." Winnet quickly understood after hearing this.

"A good idea?" Xiaolan was puzzled. This was different from her thinking and the result of asking Kudo Shinichi.

"I think it was not an accidental shooting, but a deliberate shooting at the hostages...but the purpose was not to hurt the hostages, Xiaolan."

"on purpose?"

"The best outcome is to cause minor scratches on the hostage, but neither the criminals nor the hostages themselves will think so. The former will think that the hostage has lost its value, and the latter will feel that they are injured and thus have negative feedback on their mobility. It is impossible for the criminal to move with a burden, and in the moment of life and death, he will not consider it so carefully and will easily choose to abandon the hostage. Of course, aiming at the legs is the best choice...but the specific situation still depends on the judgment. I guess, could it be that someone chose to do this, and you happen to be someone you care about very much?"

When Xiaolan heard Winnet's explanation, a confused look appeared on her face, which gradually turned into a smile, because the matter was almost the same as Winnet's reasoning - her father shot her mother's leg at that time - which means that her father's real intention was to rescue her mother, not because of impulse or self-confidence that caused harm to his lover.

"Is this true? Miss Winnet, you are not saying this to comfort me?" Her tone was still a little uncertain.

"Comfort you? I still don't know why you ask me such a question. I can't even see anything a little far away, how can I use a gun?"

Miss Winnett did not blush or feel any heartbeat.

Xiaolan blushed: "Oh, I'm so sorry! Actually, this is what happened..."

Xiaolan told Winnet the story she heard from Shiratori, that ten years ago, her mother was held hostage by Murakami and her father shot her mother.

"You are too sensitive and a little impulsive." Winnet commented. Since she is an important person, you should learn to trust her before doubting her. Winnet slightly criticized her: "Your father's love for her is not necessarily less than yours."

"Yeah... I was so excited. I was shaken all night after hearing this story."

"It's good to clear up the misunderstanding. It's getting late, let's meet at the airport."

Winette hung up the phone and left immediately.

When she arrived, Megure, Shiratori and Kogoro were also there, standing next to Hiroki Tsuji. Behind him, there was a small helicopter painted white and green. At the same time, Xiaolan and Conan had just arrived.

Conan saw Winnett and had a strange expression on his face. He looked left and right, but still couldn't find Haibara. In his opinion, Winnett should be Ai's stand. From the phone call he had with Dr. Agasa, Winnett should not be interested in the case.

As expected, this guy Huibara really loves to order people around!

"Hello, Xiaolan."

"Thank you so much for what you did just now, Miss Winnet."

Xiaolan's expression became more positive, as if she could dispel the gloomy weather. Conan was even more confused when he saw this. He asked why Xiaolan was suddenly in a better mood. What did they talk about on the phone just now?

"Sister Xiaolan, what did you talk on the phone?" Conan asked.

Winnett was not impressed by his strict surveillance, but she was also curious about her lover's affairs. Xiaolan was in a good mood because she got the answer, so she told Conan the whole story. After hearing Winnett's explanation, Conan thought that this was definitely not an explanation that someone without shooting experience could make. In fact, it was not only shooting experience, but also confrontation with people, and some psychological factors were added - this was essentially a psychological tactic and deception.