Ms. Moriarty wants to save Beika Town today too.

Winette looked up from her crowded bed and unwrapped a lollipop. "It's something to do with the Mafia," she said. "These days, plainclothes cops don't play that game anymore."

"Then again, I wasn't given any assignment this time," Ireland said.

"It's nothing special, and the organization is not monolithic." Winette said, chewing the candy in her mouth and opening another one. "Gin is traveling around the world, and Chianti and Cohen are pure action-oriented people. Vermouth has recently become interested in role-playing games, and I don't know what she is doing. In this situation, only I am relatively stable, and my superficial identity will hinder some actions. Maybe I will ask you to be my partner. After what happened last time, Pisco will have to take a break, and I think it's a good idea to fake his death like Vermouth - just to enjoy his old age. Oh, I'm not mocking him - you should know why that person chose you."

"It's scary to work with that guy."

"You all are quite well-behaved, so you don't have to worry too much about this, unless you make a serious mistake. In that case, even Gin will be punished." Winette didn't care.

Ireland thought about it.

"Just don't be under his command. It's better to follow you than the guy who stabbed you in the back. Frankly speaking, I think you should see a psychiatrist."

Winnet threw a lollipop on his forehead, then put her hands behind her head and fell asleep.

"Oh, I'm afraid I won't be able to resist putting the muzzle of the gun into his mouth! However, if it's a pretty sister, I don't mind listening to her nagging, provided her voice is nice. It's better if she's a little bit cold, likes to insult others, and has a contemptuous attitude." She showed a troubled expression, "No, there's no need to watch it. If I were a rabbit, I would definitely like to eat grass near my nest."

Ignoring the second half of the sentence, the psychologist who said the first half will definitely be complained about, right?

Ireland decided to keep its mouth shut.

The journey was unusually peaceful, thanks to Winnet's quietness. Ireland thought he would have a turbulent journey, but it wasn't. There were no overwhelming gunfire and explosives, no policemen following him, and no traitors from within. Winnet ate candy all day, and then worked hard on her teeth. He just watched the sea on the deck, rested in the bar on the ship, and felt like he was on vacation.

Three days later, they entered the country under the cover of their membership in the organization. With the help of Vodka, the trip went perfectly. Ireland played soft tennis, swam, and hung out with Claire, who went to the game center and the bar every day. But he was obsessed with work, and they passed by the electronics store every time they went there under the guise of having fun. Ireland bought scattered accessories, assembled some simple electronic equipment, and checked for possible loopholes. Claire said she was entertaining friends from the United States. He helped him find a job as a project manager for a travel company, and their products were used to operate church projects.

In order to take credit, Winnett asked about the secret of Vermouth that Jacques mentioned. She mentioned the name of a drug to Winnett, Silver Bullet. As for what Vermouth was doing, she didn't know, but she felt that it must be related to this mysterious drug. This unclear news was not what Winnett wanted, but she still smelled something from the drug: because Vermouth hated Shirley, or more precisely, hated her research.

In the absence of conflicts of interest and when the two sides do not have much intersection, the only thing that can be blamed is a certain behavior. Winnett thought that this was a continuation of disgust. Vermouth probably knew about Shirley's parents. Thinking of this, she stopped touching on it, because it would only make the girl fall into bad memories and would not help happiness at all. As for the fashion items she promised Winnett, they would be shipped over one after another, which made Jacques complain: "Why don't you ask Vermouth? She is more picky than anyone else!"

Winnett did not argue. Her impression of Vermouth was that of a mature, sexy, and sensitive person. Applying this style to Shirley (no matter how big or small) would only give her a splitting headache. The key point was that smart Shirley would most likely be aware of the source of her information, so as Shirley said, when facing a dangerous target, she would be more sensitive to details.

She dealt with some of the church's backlog, then walked home, holding some gifts she had brought back from overseas, hoping to surprise Akemi. Although she hoped to see Ai soon, it was not appropriate to visit Dr. Agasa at this time when the good child was going to bed.

To avoid the surprise turning into a shock, Winette did not open the door directly with the key. She rang the doorbell and waited outside. After standing for about 20 seconds, she felt that it was a bit slow, so she turned sideways to observe the situation of the house. The lights on the first floor were still on, but the rooms on the second floor were dark. Maybe he was taking a shower, she could hear some faint sounds outside the door. After about two minutes, Mingmei finally opened the door for her, but the expression on her face was not a happy "welcome back", but a sad look.

"What's wrong, Mingmei?" Winnet asked.

She invited Winnett in, put her things next to the sofa, and answered directly: "I just received a call from the doctor..."

Seeing Mingmei hesitated to speak, Winette could not hold back. She knew that Mingmei was emotional, and the reason why she was so sad must be that someone around her had something wrong. However, there was still a chance to make amends, and the person in trouble would not be in danger of death, otherwise Mingmei would not be hesitant to speak, but would have to choose between grief and hiding it from her.

"What happened to Ai?" Winnet asked anxiously. "I really shouldn't have taken this long trip! Mingmei, you don't have to hide it from me. I'm not that kind of fragile woman."

Of course she was very fragile, in another sense, a thin rope of rationality tied to madness, which was at risk of breaking at any time. But as long as it didn't endanger her lover's life, she would not let this risk play out recklessly. Fortunately, things were different from what she expected. Mingmei shook her head slightly, which meant that the person in trouble was not Xiao Ai.

"It's Xiaolan." Mingmei corrected Winnet's guess, "Hasn't there been a case of a policeman being attacked recently? Detective Maori and his family attended the wedding celebration of a policeman's family, and the police officer with Xiaolan was attacked. Xiaolan was greatly shocked, and Conan said that she lost her memory."

Winnett had no recollection of the attack, and it could have happened recently or before. She usually paid close attention to this kind of information, but because of the strange time changes, it was not surprising that there were omissions.

"How serious is the injury?" Winnett asked again, "Did the operation go well?" In her understanding, the guy who could hurt Xiaolan either relied on supernatural powers or thermal weapons, and the probability of the latter was obviously higher.

There is also the possibility of a sneak attack, but since the attack on the police officer took place in front of her, the only answer is shooting.

It seems that the strictness of gun control is not as strict as she remembered in Japan. Even in China, it is easy to buy pistols and accessories on the Internet. Bullets are just expensive. With certain relevant knowledge, you can refill the shells and reuse them. This is also the reason why the organization can always get some things that are out of specification. I heard from Vodka that under his management, there are helicopters to ride, and they are planning to convert them into armed helicopters.

"You just happened to be back, so I didn't ask so much. I don't think there should be any external injuries. Dr. Agasa only mentioned that she is receiving treatment from a psychiatrist. Moreover, Dr. Agasa plans to take the children to visit Xiaolan tomorrow... Now she can't even remember her own name. Maybe the innocent children can help her remember something."

"It's good that there is no external injury, Mingmei. Memory loss is not necessarily a bad thing, especially for her. Kudo Shinichi has now become a little devil, and the one who has the greatest impact on him hiding his identity is precisely Mao Lilan - his childhood sweetheart who is in love. Mingmei, you should understand better than me, at that time - when you were in crisis, you also hoped that Xiao Ai could forget everything and live on."

"Maybe you're right, Winette. But I think Xiaolan is in danger now. She is a kind and strong girl. What kind of blow can cause her to be so stressed that she loses her memory? I'm afraid she feels that she hurt the police officer, and the stress is so great that she needs her brain to protect her. In other words, the police officer probably used his life to protect her."

"That makes sense. It's a logical conclusion, Mingmei. Do you like psychology?"

"In an organization like this, if you can't correctly guess what other people are thinking, you can't survive." She smiled and looked at Winnet meaningfully.

"If it's just a mental problem and there's no physical damage, why do you say she's dangerous?"

"It's just this possibility. Assuming that the police officer was shot while protecting Xiaolan, it means that the person the criminal was aiming at was actually Xiaolan. Assuming that the murderer is the criminal who attacked the police repeatedly, then the reason why he attacked Xiaolan can only be-"

"She saw the prisoner," said Winnett.

"Well, that's what I thought."

"Maybe you're right. However, we know nothing about the situation at the scene. It just so happens that I'm going to meet Ai, so let's meet at the hospital."

"She will definitely be happy." Mingmei smiled slightly.

"You told me all this because you want me to help look after Mao Lilan, right?"

"Oh, no!"

"If you don't know how to understand other people's thoughts, you can't survive in the organization!" Winnet read it aloud.

Mingmei threw the sofa pillow at Winnet's head and smiled childishly.

"Then I'll leave it to you, Winnet," she said. "I'm not that suitable to visit. Now I'm a person who shouldn't exist. I have to try to avoid too many intersections."

Winnet nodded, without saying anything comforting. Those beautiful, idealistic statements could not fill the crisis. She had already restrained herself to some extent. Mingmei said these words to her specifically, which actually contained some temptations. It was probably just a habit that was not easy to change. Even if you trust someone, you can't tell the truth in every word. If everyone confessed their feelings and intentions, such a world would only seem like a disaster.

What Mingmei really wants to ask is whether there is any organization involved.

Unfortunately, she didn't know the situation. But the possibility of this approaching zero, the organization that cultivated a secretive person like Vermouth would never do such a stupid thing as directly challenging the police unless it was an emergency.

Well, except for the American police.

Gin is still abroad, and the others are not so belligerent. Grassroots personnel mainly hide their identities, and robbing a bank with great fanfare like Mingmei is no different from declaring her a discarded child, and cannot be regarded as a regular case.

She no longer made groundless guesses. The best thing about action-oriented people is that they can quickly adjust their mindsets. Afterwards, she listed all the French and Italian specialties she brought back. Mingmei prepared ice cream for her. Although it was already autumn, she stayed in the bathroom for a long time and sweated a lot. As for Mingmei, she was painting watercolors while chatting with her. She painted very well, with beautiful landscapes and portraits. The former was based on pictures, and the latter also had ready-made models and added many animals. This is the so-called multi-directional development homework, and it is also the skill reserve that teachers who want to be teachers should have.

Before midnight, they went back to the house to rest.

Winette slept soundly that night. When she woke up the next day, Mingmei had already gone out. While eating the rock-grilled toast on the table, she turned on the TV and took out the newspaper from the previous few days from the drawer to learn about the whole story of the police attack. There was no useful information in the report, but the successive deaths of police officers could easily be interpreted as revenge and challenge. She put down the newspaper, turned off the TV, and changed into a casual outfit, a goose yellow waistcoat, a light green jacket and cropped pants. At the same time, the driver was ready. She contacted Clyde last night and took the car to the flower shop.

……

434 Miss

Winnett didn't know much about Japanese etiquette for sending flowers, so she ruled out wild lilies, and the same with chrysanthemums, because she remembered that they would give lilies to deceased classmates. She chose some pink flowers, such as primroses, and paired them with holly and baby's breath to make a decent bouquet. Then she went to the commercial district to buy a box of unbranded handmade chocolates and had them carefully packaged.

It was almost visiting time, so Winette rushed to the Mika Pharmacy Hospital.

"Aren't you going to get out of the car, miss?" Clyde asked.

"I'm waiting for a bright yellow Beetle."

"It's coming."

He knows a lot about cars. She heard the engine of a car, but couldn't tell exactly what kind it was. That's right, it was Dr. Agasa's car. It was parked between two cars in the opposite area, and the children jumped out of the car, looking very excited. The fact that they can be energetic even when visiting patients is the advantage of children.

Winnett glanced at Xiao Ai who got out of the car holding a bouquet of pink flowers, and her expression softened a little unconsciously.

They did not rush into the hospital, but walked towards the side courtyard where patients rested. Winnet judged that this was an appointment made early in the morning, unlike her who suddenly broke in as an uninvited guest, and this scene further confirmed one thing: Mao Lilan was not injured and her movements were not restricted.

"Not going over?" he asked again.

"Not urgent."

Clyde showed a surprised look: "Oh, God! Maybe I should be hospitalized. Look what I heard."

"You like to make fun of emotional fragments. I advise you to focus on yourself. Help me keep an eye on the surroundings and see if there are any suspicious people."

Clyde smiled and shrugged.

"Who would be tired of living if they were stalked under your nose?"

Winnet ignored his sarcasm and got out of the car with the gift.

But she did not immediately join the team of one adult and four little ones, but hid under a tree as thick as an adult.

She wanted to scare Ai, but what made her do it was what Mingmei mentioned. Walking in the courtyard and being visited by people was obviously in a state of low alert. Winette thought that if Conan didn't let his guard down, then Mingmei was worrying too much. There were only children and the old man here, which was one of the few opportunities for the murderer to approach.

"It seems I am too sensitive." She thought. The only people walking around were doctors and nurses.

It was impossible to shoot from the window or the top floor. The hospital had a lot of people during the day, so it was easy to be hit. Secondly, it was not conducive to escape. She saw Conan and Xiaolan in pajamas came to the bench in the courtyard. The energetic girl in the past showed a confused expression at this time, as if she was reading unfamiliar words with her eyes drooping, and seemed absent-minded.

In Winnet's opinion, Xiaolan's personality has not changed because of her amnesia. The girl is too empathetic, and she regards the inability to achieve normal interpersonal communication as her own fault, so she feels lost. Although she understands her emotions, she can't understand her feelings only from a rational level. Try to imagine the consequences of encountering such a situation... I'm afraid it will be a disaster. A bomb releases the limiter, and the result is unpredictable. Complex thoughts flashed by, and Winnet found that someone was approaching here; her super hearing can notice the difference in the sound of people walking.

She raised her head slightly, and saw a sneaky figure in the shaded lawn not far away. She saw him, for a brief moment, in a standard white coat. This was a very common thing in the hospital, the only slight difference was that he didn't want to be discovered by her, and stood in the shadow of the trees and the lawn like her.

Maybe she was scared. Bouquet hid behind the tree, and everyone could guess what she was going to do.

If the object is of the opposite sex, it is possible that it could be misunderstood as a proposal, even though she does not have a rose in her hand.

Maybe it's time to show up.

She heard the three little ones reintroducing themselves, and their surprise that Ran didn't remember them. Even the doctor repeated the same thing. He was usually very childlike, and now he was almost like the children, introducing them sincerely without complaining. What was not so good was that when he mentioned Kudo Shinichi's name, Ran seemed to be lost in recollection for a moment. This was just a performance, a subconscious action to respond to the words, but it still made Conan excited.

It seems that he is not ready to be forgotten. Excitement reflects the immaturity of a young boy and builds a bridge to beautiful ideals. It sometimes ruins good things, but it can also support constructive actions. A betrayal of joy was staged, and it was almost time for her to appear. During the time she waited, no one else passed by except the doctor, which shows that this is actually a relatively remote place, and patients who are hospitalized for a long time are more active in the back garden.

She moved slowly towards us, through the shadows of the trees.

She thought she didn't make any sound, but it seemed to have irritated Ai. She saw that she was about to turn around.

"What's wrong, Huibara?"

Conan, who was standing by, was also attracted by Ai's strange look.

"It seems like someone has been watching us..."

Her answer caused Conan to look around. Just when Ai thought she was being overly suspicious, there was a clear sound of footsteps between the trees. In the shade of the trees, Winette walked out with a bouquet of flowers, and the sound caused Ai to look back again. She smiled subconsciously - a false alarm smile, and then sighed. Conan next to him showed a "what" face, and his funny expression was still twitching.

Facing the sudden appearance of the guests, except for the two older children who pretended to be children, the rest of the children smiled in surprise. Xiaolan was puzzled.

In order to avoid his beloved being confused, Conan accommodated Winnet's behavior and introduced himself for her, but he was a little reluctant and his words were not ideal.

"What do you mean by 'just your friend for the time being'?" Winnet scolded Conan and handed the bouquet to Xiaolan with a smile.

Xiaolan is still a little confused, but many people have come to visit her, and she is almost used to similar situations. It’s just that the guilt still arises.

"Isn't it a bit too big for a patient?" Xiao Ai asked, grabbing her trouser leg as she stepped back. Is it? She looked at Xiao Lan, whose entire chest and abdomen were covered by the bouquet. Well, hospital life made the poor girl look even thinner. She didn't apologize, but gave Xiao Lan a relaxed smile and handed her the light red chocolate gift box.

"This is the style of a mature adult, Miss Huibara."

She straightened her body in a completely unconvincing manner. Xiaolan seemed to sense her humor and asked her if she was a friend from school.

"Well, I will consider the job of a high school English teacher." Winette said gently, and then introduced the situation when they first met. "Remember, at that time I introduced you and that boy Kudo Shinichi to hold your wedding in my church in the future. Maybe I should bring my Bible?"

Since Conan wants to be remembered and Xiaolan also reacts to his name, it's okay to tease him. Winette also likes dramatic romantic plots, although only for entertainment. However, if she puts herself in her shoes, she would certainly hope that it is Shirley who awakens the perverted killer.

Although the person involved, Xiaolan, would only feel troubled when hearing this, Winnet added at the right time: "I was just kidding."

Conan was the only one present who knew that this was really happening.

"Some women are in their twenties but still have a fifteen-year-old face," Xiao Ai complained.

"This is the benefit of having a young mindset and a childlike heart! Just like Sarah in Genesis, my young and beautiful soul has influenced my body."

She said with a smile.

Xiao Ai's eyes were filled with contempt and disdain.

Then he urged Conan to help Xiaolan open the gift box, but the three little ones couldn't move when they saw the chocolate.

Seeing this, Xiaolan smiled slightly and distributed the chocolate to the children, but Winette got there first and grabbed a piece of strawberry chocolate and stuffed it into Xiaolan's mouth.

"When you feel depressed, eating something sweet or sour will improve your mood!" she said softly.

After hearing this, Xiaolan seemed to relax a little bit. After everyone got their share of chocolate, Winette asked for some too. After all the hassles, Xiaolan felt a little tired, mentally exhausted. Conan accompanied Xiaolan back to the ward, but they did not chase after her, leaving time for the patient who had just woken up to rest.

She watched the two of them leave, and winked at Xiao Ai beside her. Xiao Ai put her hands behind her back and ignored her. Professor Agasa was taking care of the children. Their mood changed quickly, and their thoughts jumped to helping Xiao Lan recall the past, discussing collecting some past photos, and then they planned to go home and prepare. The professor became a transporter.

Winnet squatted down and placed her hands on the shoulders of the expressionless little Ai.

"Doctor, I'll borrow Xiao Ai first."

The three little ones got on the car and leaned on the window to watch, thinking that Xiaoai wanted to go out with her to eat delicious food, so they put on an expression that said "this is so deceitful".

"Leaving suddenly and reappearing suddenly...So, where have you been all this time?"

“A spontaneous overseas trip?”

"If you want to fool people, at least say something credible."

Little Ai escaped from Winnet's claws, looked around to find her car, and moved. Although she looked very dissatisfied, Winnet knew it was because of the presence of outsiders, Clyde, a living light bulb. He drove them home, and Winnet talked about the charming scenery of Naples along the way - love comes from Italy. Poor guy.

Xiao Ai's surface was very calm, she didn't believe a single word of it. Winnet had no idea why her lie was exposed, but running out to fight a gunfight was not something that could be reported. Xiao Ai began to sigh halfway through, squinting her eyes, and leaned on Winnet a little sleepily - she was still energetic when she visited Xiaolan just now.

When they got to the house, Xiao Ai did not see Mingmei as she wished. During the time when Winnet filled the juice, the air flow was very stiff. Xiao Ai held the cup because Winnet showed a wronged look, and now she understood the peak moment of her heroic fight with love: "This time, time is urgent, Shirley." She pretended to be pitiful to gain the sympathy of the soft-hearted girl. Xiao Ai said, "Do I look angry? If I can't help with the actual situation, the only way left is your most hypocritical disguise-praying."

Winnet, who was lying on the sofa with her arms on Xiao Ai's legs, said, "Why don't you smile at me?" She pursed her lips like a gardenia leaf. Xiao Ai, who was bending over, pulled Winnet's face hard, and finally saw a smile that seemed to be venting.

With this smile, Xiao Ai seemed to be completely relaxed, with an uneasy light in her eyes, waiting for Winnet's news. No matter how unnecessary the worry is, it will definitely occur as a standard product of the brain factory, and when the result appears, the ups and downs are difficult to dispel for a while.

Winette greeted Ai's smile and was silent for a brief moment.

Immediately, a smile appeared, becoming brighter and brighter. This smile is hard to equate with happiness, it is a form of expression of habit, but it is also proof of being moved.