Ms. Moriarty wants to save Beika Town today too.

Winette didn't know if Ai was teasing her or not, and smiled a little embarrassedly. It was impossible to always make accurate guesses like this, unless she understood the suspect's personality and life experience.

"It just happened."

Conan tried to imagine what a private detective would look like, but the only thing that popped into his mind was a picture of a decadent Kogoro. He shook his head and quickly replaced him with a photo of Sherlock Holmes.

If he really made money, my uncle wouldn't be unable to afford a car.

"Oh, if only I could watch it a little longer." Yuan Tai sighed regretfully.

Xiao Ai nodded, holding her cheek with her hand and looking at Winnet.

Jiuwu Mountain is famous for its wine.

"That's right. I couldn't watch the game properly this time because of an unexpected incident... I guess I have to make up for it."

make up?

Winette shook her ponytail.

Conan has learned three parts of Ai's essence and complained:

"It's just an excuse to go on a date."

……

362 The Awkward Couple

"Oh my, jealousy is about to grow out of the back of my head."

Xiao Ai blinked her eyes deliberately while speaking. Winnet watched with a smile, thinking that he had contributed a little to making Xiao Ai more lively. It would be difficult for her to imitate Xiao Ai's tone and speak with such sarcasm.

In order to make up for the children's regret, Winnet took them to a dessert shop before noon.

Because it's New Year's Day, we can't treat them to a meal outside.

Winnet came here on foot, and she is a visually impaired adult, so the three of them said they could go home independently. After sending Conan away, there was still half a day left.

"This New Year limited edition looks very sweet."

"Hey, it's rare that you're interested in cake, Ai."

"Because I thought you would like it. Besides, it's pretty in shape."

The stickers had patterns made of raspberry jam, which gave Winnett a feeling similar to the kimono that Ai wore in the morning. Different colors of jam and cream were used to make patterns of flowers and goldfish, with a bright red base. This was Ai's favorite color, and when she thought of this, she asked for one without hesitation. Since it was made on the spot, it took a little longer.

With a lunch box, Winette originally planned to spend the day outside, but since she had bought a cake, it was not appropriate to go to a park or something like that, so she finally decided to eat it at home on the way back. Neither of them liked cold food very much, so they decided to heat it up in the microwave. Mingmei put the cake in the middle, processed the food from the morning a little, cooked two new dishes, and called Dr. Agasa. It was said that Dr. Agasa used to go to a restaurant to eat at this time, and in order to take care of the lonely, Winette didn't mind having one more mouth to feed.

Under the influence of Ai, Dr. Agasa has recently started to learn cooking on his own, just like the middle-aged man who suddenly brought a child on TV, but he has only learned simple dishes like curry.

As it was New Year's Day, Mingmei's preparations were much more extensive than usual.

As soon as Professor Agasa took a cheese and lettuce sandwich as his staple food, he heard Ai's curse: "Eat more vegetables."

"for you."

Xiao Ai cut a small piece of cake for the doctor, with a lot of the cream removed from it.

"Haha, it's really strict." Mingmei teased with a smile, but the "healthy dishes" that were prepared with great care were also delicious, so Dr. Agasa had no complaints.

"The cream is stained."

"what."

Ai wiped the corner of Winnet's mouth and teased her in the way she saw on TV - stuffing cream into her mouth. This caught Winnet off guard, and her way of eating became a little more "elegant", biting the cucumber slices and not even taking a third of them. Mingmei enjoyed seeing Winnet's unnatural nervousness, and regarded these as a warm and interesting part of her daily life. After lunch, Dr. Agasa went back to his residence to rest. Ai watched TV for a while and became sleepy. Mingmei urged her to go to Winnet's room to rest, and the decision was very simple.

In the semi-darkness, in the few seconds when the curtains were drawn, Xiao Ai felt Winnet's distinct presence - something she had never felt before. Many unfamiliar smells made her imagine her life - the faint smell of perfume, the somewhat dried flowers growing in the bedroom, the smell of coffee beans, the warm smell of bread after baking, and the smell of citrus-flavored laundry detergent. She buried her head in the bed, and there seemed to be another fragrance lingering on it, as if it came from Winnet herself.

When she touched her, she realized that she lacked scent, perhaps due to some weak pheromone. This made her feel at ease, just like when she was in the shabby attic, and she quickly calmed down and fell into a deep dream.

"You sleep with her too."

Mingmei smiled and yawned, looking at Winette who was reading a copy of Anna Karenina. She was reading the plot where she "made up her mind to elope", but she turned the pages so slowly that it made people doubt whether she could read the content clearly.

"Would you like me to read it to you?" she asked.

"No, I'm just killing time. I've been free lately and sometimes I don't know what to do."

Things like the organization were not her turn to deal with personally, and the arrangements were already very orderly. After Gin was defeated in the hotel, he did not take any action. However, Vermouth, who was on vacation, would probably bring some FBI information after meeting Gin. Now that they had arrived in Japan, they were qualified to become a thorn in Gin's side - mainly because there was a traitor among them who he failed to deal with personally - Shuichi Akai.

He is used to viewing such defeat as a shame, so perhaps he will temporarily take his eyes off Shirley.

Of course, these are her personal guesses. It is more likely that Gin is still doing his old job, following the instructions of the boss to thoroughly investigate the members of the organization all over the world, catch traitors, or raise funds for the organization and test members. He seems to be the type of employee that capitalists like the most. He is interested in these things and makes people's scalps numb.

Winnett thought that her diligence was far inferior to Gin's.

"Then take this opportunity to have some fun and walk around. If you feel bored being alone, I will accompany you - of course there are people who are more willing to accompany you - she is sleeping soundly upstairs now. I just took a peek."

"Uh."

Winnet still didn't go upstairs. When she got to the room, she would just lie down beside Xiao Ai, which might disturb her sleep. She just hoped that she would not have the nightmares before and could enjoy her leisure time in peace. She slowly finished reading a chapter and maintained the cold weapons of different styles. In the short courses offered by the church, in addition to singing techniques, some melody-related content is also taught. The lecturer occasionally creates musical pieces and makes bold attempts, which also slightly aroused Winnet's interest.

Compared with complicated and trivial sounds, people prefer beautiful melodies. For someone like her with superior hearing, good music can be a pleasure.

She cleaned the dust off the piano, waited for Xiao Ai to wake up, and then played an impromptu piece. Those were the melodies of hymns that she was familiar with when she was a child. There were also pagan melodies in them, but people were often more tolerant of songs.

Her performance surprised Xiao Ai and she blinked frequently.

"Although you said you can sing, I guess no one taught you piano, right?"

Winnett replied:

"Ah, I studied with a lady for a while."

In fact, because of her adoptive father, she worked under a music teacher. Among her companions, there was a blind girl. They all seemed to agree that people with poor vision were closer to music. However, she did not work hard to learn at that time. Now she feels a little ashamed because she played simple parts and her fingering was as unfamiliar as a junior high school student performing on stage for the first time.

"You are full of surprises. If I hadn't been closer to you, I wouldn't have known how many of them you had hidden."

"Yeah, I thought I mentioned that."

"You only said, 'give up halfway', and I remember it clearly. Maybe you can start learning now, because even I, an outsider, think you are very talented."

Being praised by Xiao Ai made Winnet feel itchy. It was just that she couldn't really learn from anyone, but if she wanted to hire a teacher, she could still hire a good teacher with enough money. In fact, she didn't think she was really talented. Most of the time, it was easy to get started, but when it came to the critical period of advancement, she found out that she was a mediocre person. There were countless such situations.

"Then I'll practice more and play it for you later."

"I wouldn't necessarily be happy if I had the exclusive right to do this."

She hugged Winnet's neck from behind, and the soft hair under her ears rubbed against Winnet's ears, and she whispered.

Winnet felt her ears itchy, and her heart itched too. She never had a good way to deal with such teasing, which was reflected in her dull appearance. She could neither respond with a joke, nor stimulate a burst of enthusiasm, or fool around. She curled up her left hand and gently touched the back of Xiao Ai's hand, and immediately felt her cheek slightly wet.

Appropriate sense of distance.

She gradually realized that Ai was also maintaining this, and it came from the embarrassment of her body becoming smaller. Winnett didn't care much about this, but she couldn't know what Ai was thinking - she was good at hiding her emotions, and she only showed a little more than others around her. When facing others, she could guess their mental state and tendencies without caring, but for Ai, this ability was useless, like hitting a soft wall, and was completely bounced back.

Maybe Xiao Ai is a little anxious.

She gently stroked her little hand, as if to record the texture of the hand. Of course, this was one of the few ways she could be intimate - there was a psychological fence in the garden outside of ethics and morality that stopped her from going there. For her, it was enough now, as long as nothing as thrilling as last time happened.

The process of preparing dinner made them happy again, and their cooperation was much smoother than last time. Mingmei was more attached to Xiaoai, and after finishing the work at hand, she would stick her head out from behind Xiaoai, like a little girl having fun.

"Don't look at her. Miss Winnet is much more efficient than you." Mingmei waved her hands in front of Ai and said mischievously.

"Go back quickly," Xiao Ai pushed Mingmei. She stood on the bench, determined to participate in the process, "Why didn't I notice before that you are so clingy?"

Mingmei pretended to be sad, but her smile gave away her true state.

"She's reached her rebellious stage," she said, looking at Winnet.

"Ha, ha!" Winette laughed dryly and sliced ​​the fish meat. Ever since Mingmei discovered that she had excellent knife skills, this part of the work was given to her.

"Just stop teasing her." Xiao Ai sighed.

"Ah, this is a girlfriend's privilege."

"If you keep joking, you'll be hated."

"If my sister hates me, I will only have Miss Winnett to rely on!" Mingmei said. Her tone was so sad that it was impossible to get angry.

Winnett watched the interaction between the two people with a little annoyance. She really didn't know whether they were bickering or acting.

Dinner was arranged at the doctor's house, and Winette carried the casserole to another stove. Under Xiao Ai's transformation, the open kitchen of the doctor's house finally restored its original function. Mingmei insisted on visiting Xiao Ai's laboratory, ready to find out two bad habits from it. Although she has become fond of joking recently, she is still very dignified as a sister when she is serious; some of the suggestions she usually makes to Winette are also reasonable and beneficial. Even if she is rejected, Mingmei will not have negative emotions - she is not a person with a strong desire for control, but likes to quietly improve the aspects that she thinks are not good in invisible places.

"You two are so awkward." Mingmei held her chin and sat on the sofa, with a distressed expression on her pretty face. "There's nothing wrong with sleeping together and cuddling." She talked to herself, not expecting Winette to listen. She felt that since they had done what they should do, it didn't matter if their bodies became smaller, and their relationship would not change.

"Or, because there is a need for it?"

Mingmei teased Winnett, slipping behind her and gently pressing her shoulders.

I saw her shaking her head like a rattle.

“That’s not candid.”

"..."

Even if she should be honest, the person she is with is not right, right? Winette was as still as a statue. She figured it out. Mingmei was just hugging her like a doll. She didn't have much flesh, but she was praised as "very comfortable to hug."

"No one can resist a young, beautiful and attractive girl."

"..."

"Kidding."

Fortunately, the joke didn't take place in the bedroom, and Winnet breathed a sigh of relief.

During the New Year holiday, she watched the Red and White Songs Contest with Mingmei and Xiaoai, climbed the mountain to listen to the bells, and handled pufferfish for the first time. At first, they were a little nervous, but Winnet watched the video on the Internet and cleaned it up easily. When the New Year is over, students will return to school. Winnet is also preparing for what she promised Mingmei last time, but it will have to wait until the new semester, which is the end of March after the spring break.

Winnet suddenly thought that the organization didn't even have a team building, but the New Year was quiet and there was almost no action. But just like the sudden busyness after the holidays, Winnet cooperated with Vodka to complete two black-on-black transactions.

"Where's Qin? He hasn't come back yet?"

"Haha, big brother went to Italy to take care of some things." Vodka parked the car next to the park at night, waiting for the target to arrive.

The 1980s

He wanted to light a cigarette, but out of consideration for Winnet, he pulled his hand back.

Winette noticed that Vodka kept looking at his watch and asked:

"Wait a minute, what else do you have planned?"

"Haha... you figured it out."

Vodka touched the back of his head and took out a ticket from his pocket. "I plan to go to the TWO-MIX concert later. Don't tell my brother about this."

"TWO-MIX? Oh, I remember the lead singer's name was Takayama Minami..."

"Yes! Her singing voice is really healing. The idol group Earth Ladies was also very good, but it's a pity that they disbanded later. Although it's also nice to be able to see Yoko Okino's show." Seeing that Winette also knew about these, Vodka started talking.

Winette thought Vodka was more like an ordinary person. "So, we have to solve things faster later," she said.

"It's okay. The guy who came here is a gem store owner. He replaced a batch of gems for display and borrowed our people. Now it's time for him to submit his payment." Vodka chuckled, "He can also make money. This kind of work is the easiest. In fact, you don't need to come here specially... By the way, do you know the Big Dipper Train?"

"The Big Dipper Train?"

"After doing this, the guy immediately booked a private room at Beidouxing and went to enjoy the happiness of a rich man."

……

363 Vermouth's Network Communications

The jeweler that Vodka mentioned was an arrogant, gloomy man. He showed fear and hidden disgust when facing people like them. Vodka was in a hurry to see the show and did not deliberately scare him. After getting the things, Vodka asked her where she was going and prepared to give her a ride. Winnet checked her phone and said that she didn't need to go through so much trouble and could just find an intersection to drop her off.

After getting off the bus, Winnett did not return to her residence. She had just received a message, a text message with ambiguous words, and it was all in English. She didn't need to see the sender to guess who the sender was. She wore a black coat and a hoodie and went into a nearby bar.

She had only been sitting for a few seconds when the bartender came over with a small tray and set down a glass of white wine.

"This is the white beauty that the lady invited you to." He said with a smile, placing the glass in front of her.

Winnet quickly looked from head to toe at the woman sitting at the small round table on the right. She looked different from Vermouth, but she looked just as radiant and energetic, a young, promising, and successful woman. "She's not actually young," she thought. She sighed, noticing the woman's position move until she sat next to her, and the muscles on her face twitched slightly.

"Who are you now?" she said in a slight, impatient tone.

"Of course it's me," she put one arm on the table and rested her other hand on her cheek, "I have something I want to investigate. Although I have chosen the target, I haven't started yet."

"Oh, target?" Winnett pretended to be surprised.

To be honest, she was a little puzzled as to why Vermouth told her such crucial information.

"Well, after all, you need a suitable identity," she smiled.

"That's right. If you really want to appear here as Chris, I will be the one who is in trouble." Winette gently picked up the wine glass, without drinking it, and handed it back to Vermouth.

She didn't forget the troubles after drinking, and Xiao Ai's warning, and she didn't like the taste of wine. But when she saw Vermouth's unhappy expression, she thought that she might be able to get some other information, so she still held the cup in her hand. For a woman like Vermouth, emotions are like a double-edged sword, and she has to find a good position.