Ms. Moriarty wants to save Beika Town today too.

He saw——

Yuanzi was controlled by the Taoist Association on the grass in the woods, with a silver dagger held high by him.

Oops!

He was eager to get there, and rushed forward like a cannonball. But a flash of cold light was faster than him, and accurately hit the blade that was raised high. Daoxie, who was holding the knife with both hands, felt a pain in his wrist, and the dagger almost slipped out of his hand. He raised his head slightly, and immediately saw a dark man coming towards him; but he thought it didn't matter, as long as he killed the brown-haired, noisy woman in front of him.

"Ouch!" Sonoko was completely unaware of the situation. She struggled hard, and she whimpered as her neck was strangled.

Winette had heard the perverted declaration of the Daoxie before: he wanted to take revenge on women like her because his ex-girlfriend dumped him. Perhaps this kind of psychologically abnormal suspect likes to create some emotional atmosphere before taking action. In short, she didn't hurt Sonoko. In fact, what she really thought was that Sonoko had brought it upon herself, and it would be good for her to learn a lesson. Although stereotypes are accompanied by prejudice, she really doesn't like the kind of men who come straight to the point. This kind of guy is experienced and even skips the subtlety and goes straight to the point. If he is a simple and stubborn person, it's okay, but most of them are scheming and full of tricks.

"But this will become a fancy plot." She watched the scene where he rescued Sonoko.

He could have clearly kicked Daoxie away with his leg wide open, but he chose to protect him in front of Yuanzi; his inaction on Daoxie allowed him to successfully stab him, and he used his body to block his downward thrust; she saw the exaggerated effect of high muscle density, and the knife got stuck before it went very deep, and did not injure any major blood vessels.

The scene of him blocking the knife for his beloved was just enough for the audience to applaud, she thought.

The moment Daoxie was shocked, he was hit in the face by an elbow. The strong impact knocked him unconscious and he flew backwards due to the sudden strong impact. Winnet could not help but sigh at his strong vitality. When Yuanzi was worried about the boss's arm and the boss was worried about whether Yuanzi was injured, he sat up tenaciously.

"It's very lively." Xiao Ai, who suddenly appeared, commented sharply.

Winnett had heard the footsteps of Xiaolan and Conan. But judging from how Xiaoai was one step ahead of them, she didn't run after she left, but fell behind the stalker. It was estimated that seeing her childish appearance, the stalker didn't even think of explaining and just left her alone.

As soon as Xiao Ai finished speaking, Daoxie picked up a tree branch from the ground and rushed towards him while shouting. Daoxie's single action, of course, did not achieve any results; he just leaned back slightly and easily avoided it. Then came the classic kicking moves in karate, first a knee strike and then a kick.

"Oh, how miserable." She sighed.

She knew that he had held back, otherwise he would have suffered a severe concussion the next time. If he had used all his strength, Daoxie would probably only be able to stay in this state until he reached the morgue—he had already fainted.

Xiao Ai wanted to complain: If it were you, he would definitely be dead.

……

425 Human Touch

While he was dealing with the Dokkyo, Xiaolan finally remembered where she had seen him before. She told them his identity: the karate master of Haido High School, known as the nobleman of kicking - Kyogoku Makoto. Winnet was embarrassed to hear this title, but he was indeed quite capable. From the brief fight, his ability was not inferior to hers.

However, his current focus was not on strength, and he hastily pulled out the blade from the stab wound, focusing entirely on Sonoko. He turned around and told her that Dokyo was a dangerous guy, and he gave himself the title of "no harm", implicitly admitting that he often appeared around Sonoko.

"Are you okay? Have you been by my side all the time?" Yuanzi, who was kneeling on the grass, asked, but he avoided the question and just said that he had been following them.

When it came to himself, Sonoko became slow again.

"Because I was impressed by the word pervert."

"That guy had been chatting up two or three girls before he met you guys," he explained, "so I was a little worried."

There were tears in Yuanzi's eyes, but she was no longer afraid. "Why did you want to protect me? We don't even know each other..."

"You may not know who I am..." he said thoughtfully, "but I once saw you at a karate meeting...you were cheering for your friend with all your might."

Yuanzi raised her head slightly, her cheeks slightly red.

"But I didn't expect that you would stay at my hotel by chance." He turned his back as if to leave, but stopped after taking a step. "Also... I advise you not to wear those underwear-like clothes that deliberately attract men's attention in the future." He turned his head and glanced at Yuanzi. "Of course, if you regard my words as a joke from one of the many men who have expressed their affection for you, then it doesn't matter."

After saying this, he left with a passerby.

Xiao Ai could see clearly that the two people were exactly the same, one blushed, and the other blushed brightly. A lazy smile appeared on her lips. Anyway, they would meet again at the police station later, so they were just shyly avoiding each other now.

They have learned the identity of the other stalker, and he explained to Xiaolan and Conan: he is a police officer who has been suspicious of Daoxie and is following him to collect evidence. Daoxie was handcuffed by him and could not move. On the way, they learned that Xie was a habitual criminal or a vagrant. This police officer did not belong to the Izu Police Station, and he was always keeping a close eye on Daoxie, so the information exchange with Yokomizo and others was not timely.

"Is this true?" Conan said to his friend. "Such a handsome guy actually likes Sonoko."

This time, even Ai didn't complain about him. Although the relevant signs had already appeared, everyone felt the same way when faced with the result - they were all quite shocked. The rest of them could only comfort Sonoko who had escaped from danger, praise her charm and congratulate her on finding the right handsome guy she had been dreaming of.

After arriving at the police station, while waiting for questioning, Kyogoku Makoto and Sonoko started chatting, becoming more familiar with each other, and exchanging contact information in front of them, as if they were in the stage of a young relationship. Xiaolan and Winette left them some space, and when the time came, they stood up to tease her and asked her how the conversation went.

Yuanzi blushed and answered without her usual ease and confidence. In the end, she just nodded, confirming their guess.

"Kyogoku..."

When it came to his own affairs, Sonoko began to talk nonstop. Not long after they first met, she was able to tell him information in a very fluent manner, and when she talked about him, her face naturally revealed a girlish expression. Xiaolan was her loyal listener, and although Winette was not very interested, she still listened patiently. As for Conan and Xiaoai, they found an excuse to go to the toilet and buy juice.

Their return trip was scheduled for today and could not be changed easily; Kyogoku Makoto still had to stay at his family's inn to help, so he would not go back to the Eastern Capital with them. The short but exciting series of events that happened during this period also came to an end. Before leaving, Kyogoku Makoto glanced at Winnet, and Winnet also changed her usual warm smile and showed an upbeat expression like a wolf showing its fangs.

"Ah, is there any conflict between you, Kyogoku and Miss Winnet?"

Before boarding the train, Sonoko finally revealed her pent-up confusion to Winnet herself.

“No matter how ferocious a beast is, it will become lazy and docile before it sees its prey.”

Xiao Ai said something shocking, and Winnett grabbed her head hard, and a look of "I was wrong" appeared on her face. This surprised Xiao Lan, after all, Xiao Ai always behaved mysteriously and arrogantly.

Winette would certainly not easily let go of an opponent who could ignite a little bit of challenging spirit in her, and the look in Kyogoku Makoto's eyes when he left was exactly the look that regarded her as a formal opponent. If she did not show off a little bit of her own momentum and respond to his eyes, then he might not respond to her challenge next, and she would not suddenly attack again.

"Didn't Xiaolan say that? His skills are very impressive. As a martial artist, it's normal for me to want to test his skills, right?"

"Really?" Sonoko smiled. "Then you have to be careful, Miss Winette. He is the karate champion of Japan. He has won 400 matches without a single loss. He is a master among masters! But -"

Sonoko pulled Xiaolan towards him, rested his chin on her shoulder, and looked satisfied as if he had found a shoulder to lean on.

"Of course she's still not as good as my Xiaolan!"

"Yuanzi!" The teased Xiaolan uttered weak words of resistance.

"Ah, it seems you don't want to be a member of my family. Well, then it would be better to call you Mrs. Kudo?"

A burst of steam came out of Xiaolan's head, and the two of them soon started laughing and playing, but this was in front of the station, and there were many people and the situation was a bit chaotic. As soon as Winnett reminded them, Yuanzi hid behind her and made a childish face at Xiaolan.

"Really!"

Xiaolan scolded her and stopped being angry with Sonoko. Instead, she dragged Winnet into the dispute.

"Although I have never fought with Senior Kyogoku, I think with my training, I should be no match for him. If I were to fight Miss Winnet, I would probably be defeated instantly, so I am also very interested in who is stronger between the two of them."

She said to Sonoko in front of Winnet.

Xiaolan had said before that Kyogoku was her idol, but she had never spoken to him face to face, and he was wearing black-framed glasses and appeared in a place that didn't match his main features. These factors combined made her fail to recognize his true identity.

When she compared the two together, Sonoko was a little shocked - because she said it in a very serious tone.

"Hmm, Miss Winnet, you are really that amazing! Ah! I remember something hit the Daoxie's knife before he swung it. Was that something you did, Miss Winnet? That's so cool!"

Yuanzi immediately imitated the exaggerated postures in Kung Fu movies and performed an impromptu performance of throwing hidden weapons. Winnet couldn't help laughing. She replied that it was better to say that she had made considerable achievements in darts rather than traditional hidden weapon Kung Fu. When asked why she thought of practicing this, she used the excuse of self-protection to fool around -

What with all that sound-based positioning and long-range tactics, she successfully fooled the two naive girls, making them completely forget that her martial arts skills were actually even better.

Winnet knew that most people who were proficient in combat skills had developed a keenness that was almost instinctive. If the attack was not unexpected or when the opponent was highly focused, it would be detected before the attack was made, so this kind of projection was unlikely to work.

It was almost dusk when they got on the bus. The nervous Sonoko and Xiaolan fell asleep quickly, leaning against each other. Edogawa fell asleep even faster than them, probably because he had used up all his brain cells on the so-called "reasoning". Xiaoai took advantage of this time to secretly talk to her.

"It's really novel," she said in an incredible tone, "In this peaceful country, there are still people who can arouse your curiosity."

She smiled softly, unable to deny it. "Discussion and... are different."

"So you wanted to spar with him? I saw you stop him regardless of the girl's danger, and I thought you wanted to force him to fight you to the death."

Xiao Ai rolled her eyes at Winnet. She knew that Winnet was free to do this, but she didn't want her to do anything dangerous. At least, she didn't approve of it when it was visible.

"Because he's not a strong enough character. He wants to save people but doesn't want to fight me. If it were me, an inexplicable guy would suddenly jump out and stop me——"

The result was the American-style Iai bombing.

"Well, I have no interest in interfering with your interests. But don't hurt yourself. After all, the title of 400 consecutive victories is quite important."

“There may not be this opportunity yet. Young people always put something first.”

When Xiao Ai heard this, she yawned slightly.

"Lend me your shoulder."

She leaned on Winnet's shoulder, slowly closed her eyes, and fell asleep with the "large group". Winnet turned her head to the window, looked at the rapidly receding scenery for a while, and closed her eyes to rest. When the train arrived at the station, the night had already fallen. Standing at the exit where people were rushing, the girls yawned one after another. When they arrived outside the station, Xiaolan called a taxi.

"A car will come to pick me up later," Yuanzi said, "you can go back first."

The Suzuki residence and the detective agency were not on the same route, so Sonoko waved goodbye to them one by one from outside the window.

She and Xiao Ai got off the bus at Nimachime early. After getting off the bus, Xiao Ai raised her arms, supported them behind her shoulders, and stretched.

"This place is almost like home," she said calmly. "As soon as I get back here, my fatigue comes back along with my sense of security. If I really get used to it, it will be hard to imagine what will happen in the future."

Winnet stared at her, a smile appeared on her face, and her eyes narrowed. "Tomorrow will be the same as today. It's good to have a sense of crisis, but if you are too swayed by this feeling, you will put the cart before the horse." She walked to her side.

Xiao Ai stopped and laughed at herself: "I actually need you to comfort me. But this is also a good thing, you have become more humane."

"Human touch?"

"Yeah, do you want to say that everything you do with them is just an act? I don't think so. The real you is standing there. But how can you stay in the darkness?"

"You don't have to worry about that," Winette replied unromanticly, "Humans are creatures that adapt to the environment. At the beginning, didn't you feel that you couldn't live here? In fact, it's the same. I have already completely adapted to... that. I'm not sentimental enough to hesitate and question myself because of the two situations."

"I don't think so."

Little Lament sighed, but did not elaborate. The situation would never change because of one or two sentences. She thought that it was good that Winnet would not hesitate, which meant that she would always maintain the best and perfect state, which was undoubtedly the best psychological state for a person walking on a tightrope.

Thinking that she was the unstable factor, her mood sank a little.

Winnet used the jokes she learned to amuse Ai. She didn't expect much, but it was very successful, because the same type of homophonic and word-breaking jokes are almost the patent of the doctor. Ai teased Winnet that she was about to become an old man like the doctor; Winnet enjoyed it very much, imagining what she would look like as an old woman, probably like Sister Alyssa, old-fashioned on the surface but gentle in reality. Of course, this gentleness will seriously distinguish between the objects.

"I don't want to go to church to pray every morning." Xiao Ai shrugged.

"If you want to come with me," Winnet smiled, "you must change your night owl habits. Otherwise, I will have to sing a hymn in your ear every morning, a 'lazy song' that I compiled myself." She smiled and actually sang: "Oh, Mother of God, with all your mercy, please look back and have pity..."

"You are so naive." Xiao Ai mocked her.

Winnet didn't care. She was already familiar with these hymns, and her lineage also retained most of the related traditions.

After sending Ai to the doctor's house, Winette said hello to the doctor. She smelled the remaining perfume on the doctor's body, but did not point it out, but just reminded Ai not to stay up late; sleeping in the car for so long, it is easy to be too energetic at night.

She returned to her residence. Mingmei was applying a facial mask, and the two smiled at each other when they met. Mingmei explained that she was wearing a disguise all day and was worried that her skin would get ahead of her age. Winnet smiled and praised her charm, but she did admit that she had overlooked this point. However, even if she spent time on the material, it would not be completely unaffected.

"By the way, someone came to see you during the day." Mingmei said.

"Looking for me?" Winnett's tone became a little heavier. "Who is it?"

"It's a foreign woman wearing sunglasses. She said she's your friend." Mingmei replied.

Vermouth? Winnett thought subconsciously.

"No, it shouldn't be that one. She speaks Japanese strangely, probably just learned it not long ago." Mingmei said, and then took out a box. "She asked me to give this to you."

……

426 Overseas Operations

Mingmei's personality meant that even though she was curious, she would not open the box without permission. But there were exceptions, when she thought she needed to do something. Winette packed her travel bag a little and sat on the sofa with the box. When she opened it, the box made a strange cry and an object that looked like a Christmas prank gift popped out. Winette didn't recognize this green plush creature, but it looked similar to the mascots in McDonald's, with a focus on weirdness and curiosity.

She ignored the little prank and opened the letter hidden in the box. Winnet had some impression of the cursive handwriting inside, which was written by Jacques.

Jacques found her residence, which meant that he had discussed this with Vermouth beforehand. The last experience made her realize that the relationship between them was not bad. Logically speaking, these two women with distinct personalities should have frictions due to their own strange edges and corners, and they could never be so harmonious, but due to Toyak's smooth personality, this friction did not develop into a deeper contradiction. Winette read the letter, which was an unwelcome request. Jacques specifically mentioned the word "favor", hoping that she could help her get rid of a difficult guy.

Although Winnet felt that her unauthorized help did not bring her any benefit, judging from the current situation, Jacques was expected to stay in Japan for a while. With her personality and communication skills, information must flow smoothly to her. Maybe she had already become friends with Cohen, Chianti and others, even though she was not good at sniping. The letter contained a reward, which was difficult for Winnet to refuse. Therefore, this commission was no different from the criminal commissions she had accepted before. The only difficulty was that it took a little time.

A long time ago, Winnet was puzzled by Vermouth's logic, especially her frequent trips to London, where they first met several years ago; according to her memory at the time, Vermouth was obviously not very familiar with the city, at least, she had no memories of that land. Maybe it was related to a dead person? As soon as the thought came to her mind, she was accompanied by the idea of ​​denial, thinking that she was carrying out some mission, and this was the only reasonable explanation. Jacques said that she would tell her some secrets about Vermouth, which aroused Winnet's interest. The secrets of a secretive person, this temptation is not small.

However, it was not because she was too curious, but because she instinctively thought that it was related to the organization's focus shifting to this island country. Judging from Vermouth's dislike for Shirley, there must have been some past that had sunk during that period; she could ask Ai, but that would stir up those sad things, and if there was no result, it would evoke other emotions in her lover. Winnett always felt that it was good now, and Ai was gradually integrating into the life of flesh and blood with a little ups and downs.

It would probably be better if there weren't those worrying cases that pop up from time to time.

Winnet's suitcase did not end its mission. Its style was neutral enough, with ink as the main color, so it was no problem to carry it even if she was disguised. She told Mingmei that she would be away for a few days, and the next morning, Winnet put on the bag filled with travel equipment, took the boat ticket attached to the letter and went out.

She first took a half-day long-distance bus to a remote seaside town, and boarded a ship to Hong Kong with the forged documents she had prepared in advance. In the evening, Winnett took a flight from Hong Kong and arrived in the Seine-Maritime Department in the Upper Normandy region of France. She took a sightseeing boat on the Seine River to Le Havre and arrived at the famous "Outer Port of Paris".

Then, she boarded the ferry No. 14 of the day in Le Havre and floated on the English Channel. This ferry from the Irish Intercontinental Shipping Company was about to complete a journey to the European continent. She boarded the ferry that was about to return as scheduled according to the itinerary described by Jacques; she received her new identity and replaced a poor guy as the owner of a heavy truck. Although Jacques was not optimistic about her driving ability, she was undoubtedly the best person to deal with what might happen next.

Wynette plays an unkempt middle-aged man who buys a newly printed Irish newspaper on the ferry, which contains a detective story page with a guessing puzzle. While she is reading the story, a puzzle enthusiast next to her speaks to her: Hey, buddy, are you a detective fan too?

I'm sorry, she's not. But Winette pretended to be serious and started chatting with him. The other party was a worker in a paint factory. This business trip was to import raw materials. Due to the special nature of the materials, they could not be transported by air, so they were waiting for the ship to dock like her; the fourth-floor car deck below was airtight and full of the smell of motor oil. If you stay there for a long time, you will go crazy - these are his original words. Winette talked to him about the contents of the Sherlock Holmes detective collection, pretending to be casual and asking him for news, such as the recent troubles.

Xing was bored on the car deck for a long time. He stood in front of the handrail and talked about some private topics with Winette; he treated her as a colleague. However, in terms of the setting, she also knew the customs officers and was a seasoned employee. By the way, she was a dual employee of the shipping company and the wine company - she replaced him. One of the heavy trucks parked on the car deck was hers, and it was loaded with high-end goods that had not yet been processed and packaged. These goods will be processed and spread to all retail outlets. At that time, it will not be his responsibility, but the responsibility of the land transportation personnel.

Winnet calculated the time and realized that her car must have been tampered with.

This was also in Jacques' plan, although the goods were not as harmonious as those written on the business list. She had left enough time for the ferry to come and go several times; every time at this time, Winette would go up to the railing, acting as an excellent alcoholic patient, carrying a bottle of brandy with her - just in line with the identity of a cowardly drunkard who dared not get drunk. He left the empty bottle, went back to the cabin to sleep, and at 2:15 in the afternoon, she got into the driver's seat of the car. Just like someone who was born by the sea and was so accustomed to the sea view that she was bored, she had no interest in the docking and the bustling tourists.

The gear lever of the truck had been modified, and a small self-defense device was hidden inside. At that time, there was no exaggerated and rigorous patrol method like in later times. As long as the relevant personnel could be bribed in advance, it would not be difficult to do something. She saw the old man again in front of the window of the cab. He was also waiting for the cabin door to open, and followed the convoy to bid farewell to the Strait of St. George and headed for the port in southeast Ireland.

Winnett immediately thought of a joke: Ireland did not come to Ireland to participate in this operation.

The ferry arrived at the port on time. Winnet calculated the time silently. In five minutes, the ferry would pass the breakwater, and in another three or four minutes, the hatch would open. In fact, many engines had already started to roar at this time, and there were many cars from tourists on the deck. In recent years, this way of traveling with cars has become popular again. Their urgency also made the heavy trucks occupying the front position start their huge engines. As soon as the steel ramp of the ferry was lowered, the three trucks at the front drove out. The wheels made a creaking sound on the steel ramp, a bit like the sound of a wheelchair rolling over the floor connecting passage, but more harsh. It was the first time for Winnet to drive a heavy vehicle, but there was a one-way cobblestone road in front of her, so she just had to drive forward.

When the vehicle entered the indoor customs shed, the customs officer who came to guide her motioned her to park the vehicle in the parking spaces that were arranged horizontally and diagonally. She chose a convenient location, keeping the vehicle parallel to the vehicle in front. She turned off the engine and took out a thick stack of documents from the locker. As a "frequent customer", she recognized the customs officers; there were photos of several customs officers in the letter Jacques sent her, and she remembered them all, but she had never seen the one who came up to check. However, he did not check the goods being transported, but just looked over the documents and confirmed the procedures.

Although the person was fake, the license, insurance, cargo warehouse receipt, customs duties paid, permits, and certificates issued by relevant units were all available. They obviously covered all the procedures for transporting goods from one country to another, and they could travel freely across the European continent. The man checked for a while, and then returned the documents to Winnett with satisfaction.