Ms. Moriarty wants to save Beika Town today too.

This time it should be the first one.

Xiao Ai has indeed become much more cheerful recently, but it is still limited to the social aspect. Winnet can sometimes get some gentle emotional feedback from her, but the habits that a person has built up over a long period of time are not so easy to change. She still exudes a cold air, and considering her somewhat boyish dress, it is very difficult for people to take the initiative to talk to her.

In this way, casual neutral dressing and a love of fashion items do not go together.

"Winette, if you don't know when to stop, you will be disliked. If you admit your mistakes now, I can still forgive you."

The blooming smile bud quickly wilts. Although it was indeed a rhetoric used to change the subject, it finally stopped the strange feeling just now. Compared with opening the door to some strange new world, this is easier to accept. Regarding the organization - it's not a complete lie - the recent situation is indeed a little strange.

Do you want to expose Vermouth's identity?

Although she noticed that Vermouth's attitude towards Xiaolan was relatively friendly, it was really intriguing that she took the initiative to approach a high school girl - a high school girl who had a close relationship with Kudo Shinichi.

Drug effects.

Using this as a basis for reverse deduction, it is not impossible.

If a third person were to be transformed into a child due to APTX4869, the fact that one wanted to cover up would be exposed immediately.

Although the research on the drug was forced to stop due to Ai's defection, there are still many samples in the hands of Gin and others, and Vermouth must also have samples.

Got to win her over.

Even get rid of it.

“Is it really related to the organization?”

Seeing Winette racking her brains, Xiao Ai was also a little unsure. Killing a police officer is something the organization can do, but it is not in line with their usual principles. Actions like this that will cause a large-scale public opinion are usually not authorized. If there is really something involved, then Mao Lilan will be in an extremely dangerous situation.

Winette shook her head slowly.

"No...but Vermouth seems to care about Xiaolan very much."

"Belmod?"

"Well," Winnett replied calmly, "I wish I could say she wasn't too threatening, secretive, and did what she wanted." She was silent for a moment, "She didn't show hostility, you know what I mean?"

Xiao Ai did not say anything and slowly pulled back her hands. Winnet waited for a while, then she saw Xiao Ai approaching her, their cheeks almost touching. Xiao Ai held the scissors, leaned against her shoulder, leaned over her ear, showed an extremely unhappy look, and stared at Winnet with sharp eyes. After being stared at like this for a while, Winnet blushed. The blush spread from her neck upwards like a wave of water. Xiao Ai suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and it seemed that she believed it.

"Well - I can understand," Xiao Ai replied, "She likes you very much. People are mostly irrational about things they like, especially women like her. However, even if you can convince her, she is unlikely to help us. The most she can do is not interfere. If it were me, I would definitely do the same. Besides, she has one more reason to hate me -"

"Why do you hate me?"

Xiao Ai sighed, gave Winnet a light slap, and wiped her face with tissue paper. "It's about taking you away. Girls care about this, even old women are trying to imitate them. Maybe she knows that she has no competitiveness at all - so she opened up the track of pleasing you."

Poisonous tongue.

It's too much.

We can't let them meet, Winnet thought.

In this situation, all planned tasks carried out in Japan must be intervened to prevent similar shrinkage cases. As long as the death is simple and thorough, this type of drug will have no room to play. Moreover, since the factory was destroyed, this drug has been put into a production suspension stage - the cost required in the research data is extremely high.

"You mentioned her suddenly and only said such vague words. I understand your thoughts. You don't want me and Edogawa to contact her in the opposite direction - really, there is a limit to treating people as fools. So, what does this have to do with that girl that is worth you destroying our loving atmosphere?" When Winette heard the word "loving", she turned her face away and faced the wall. Although Xiao Ai's tone was completely flattering and teasing, the lethality of the tone was still very bad for conservatives. "Ha, if you are like this until you become an old woman, I will be very troubled. Okay, I won't tease you anymore - it's really tiring to talk for so long occasionally."

Winnett thought that talking more was a good thing. She told him about the secret observation during the visit, but she didn't mention the white coat, because Vermouth was disguised as a medical student, a basketball coach at Teitan High School. Considering that her family runs a hospital, it is natural for her to have such clothing.

Vermouth's disguise is superb, not just a reproduction of the face and figure. Under sufficient conditions, background, knowledge, body habits, these will be reproduced. Once Vermouth is serious, she can't find any clues. Perhaps only a detective who has been in contact with her for a long time can find the slightest suspiciousness from the cracks of the naked eye.

The Thousand-Faced Witch is not just that famous.

A superb mimic whose sleight of hand is like magic.

Although most of the time she has a playful attitude, just like a naughty girl covering your eyes from behind and asking you to guess who she is - making the answer extremely simple.

This is just a guess. It could be a doctor who cares about the patient, or it could be the murderer who is targeting Xiaolan.

Thinking of this, Winette was a little worried, because Kudo Shinichi was not a good kid who followed the rules. When he was too hasty in protecting Mao Lilan, he might expose his true identity. He would probably do this in a crisis. Ai's cold personality was already very unlike that of an elementary school student, and Kudo Shinichi's unconsciousness was even more serious. He was simply a walking nitrate bomb, and had nothing to do with the word "stable".

Or I can just pretend to be him for a few days.

No, Vermouth will find out.

It is better to strike first. As long as I become the murderer, the murderer will not be able to hurt Xiaolan. I can also accurately reproduce the relevant scenes before her amnesia and help her recover her memory.

Ah, what a trouble!

"Xiao Ai, how about cutting it like this?"

"You want to go punk? Stop talking nonsense and sit still."

……

438 Afghan Hound Hairstyle

Ai wiped the blade that cut her hair, and she must be thinking with a focused look. She was trying to capture information from Winnet's words.

However, the conclusion stopped at the point that Vermouth might appear nearby. She came closer and continued to cut Winnet's hair. The snapping sound reminded Winnet of when she was a child cutting vines with a sickle. Although she was not in the state of mind of a child, she had the malice of a child and the desire to destroy something. The most obvious feedback is to water the ant nest with water and watch them flee in panic. However, as Xiao Ai came to her to confirm her preferences more and more times, that twisted thought was replaced by a sense of closeness. This is exactly how she felt when she loved her: it was like being tied to an open space in a beautiful garden, and even the bondage was wonderful. The moist breath was the wind blowing from the coast, touching her neck and earlobes.

Thank God, this intoxicating moment didn't last too long, only a few minutes.

Winnet also discovered that Ai was reluctant to cut her hair too short, and she was not as casual as a true beginner, at least she had watched others cut other people's hair many times. Since it was the first time, the doctor should not have been used as a test subject (forgetting that he was bald), could it be that Xiaolan cut Conan's hair before? If so, Shirley is too cute.

What is visible to the naked eye is that the fluffy and thick hair has been thinned and its length has become much shorter.

Although it is a Japanese environment, Xiao Ai is obviously more accustomed to the European and American style, that is, keeping her hair a little longer than her shoulders. In Winnet's impression, most Japanese people have shoulder-length hair, and it is rare to see hair as long as Xiao Lan. The current length of her hair is a little shorter than Xiao Lan's.

"Shirley, that's amazing."

It seems that you are more used to this name. Xiao Ai mentioned gently, and then found the cloth bag with many pockets, and took out a machine that was not very similar to a hair clipper, but a mop-shaped iron. Winnett saw her trying to curl her hair, and understood what it was. She murmured, "It's perfect, very beautiful, I like it, no more, uh, I'm not suitable for this." She used all the words she could squeeze out at the moment in a somewhat incoherent manner, and only got a light "hmm". You keep talking, anyway, I won't stop. Xiao Ai released this information perfunctorily, and said it would be done soon.

Amid the sound of a fan, Winnet gave up and let the vibration and heat penetrate her spine along her collar. Her highly distracted attention surfaced and a chill came from between her legs. Perhaps the thought of escaping took over, and she suddenly wanted to solve a physiological problem.

Rather than focusing on the unpredictable process, it is better to free her mind and think about how to torture the police killer to get all the information. She thought, maybe it is the same as her now, but the props are replaced with irons or soldering irons, but it will leave too obvious marks. Even if the murderer is alive, it will be troublesome. It is difficult to hide that he has been replaced. It is indeed easier to make a hole in the forehead.

Xiao Ai followed the rules, tested the temperature with a towel, supported Winnet's little head with her fingertips, and warned in a calm tone as if announcing the results of an experiment: "Don't move."

The wet hair was rolled up and clamped by a strange prop, making a sound like ironing clothes.

For a moment, Winette thought of the crackling charcoal in the old-fashioned stove.

It seems that her hair is going through a cruel thing, just like what she usually does to those poor lambs. Thank God, retribution finally came to her. Well, in fact, she doesn't care at all, but she is afraid that she will be like a curly sheep on the volcanic plateau of New Zealand after this.

Oh, God. In a clean wash, it's pretty close to her color, isn't it? The image of a lady will be ruined.

She seemed to see Sister Alyssa beating the stick, looking at her as pitiful as a lamb, and preparing to teach her a lesson in the heaven beyond, this bad girl who had forgotten her teachings.

However, the hair is still being pressed section by section, and the operator becomes more and more skilled, correcting his technique from time to time.

Xiao Ai didn't look at Winnet, but she could feel the little reluctance, then concession, and then willingness to enjoy. She was also slightly infected, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. This was a completely different feeling from when she was concentrating on studying data on the computer. Even if it was meaningless, killing time, and not hedonistic, it still bloomed with a different kind of brilliance.

Careful, she paid more attention to the red skin and the sweat that looked like steam cooling down. She wiped it off and snorted softly, announcing the end of this period of torment for Winnet. But it was still far from complete liberation. Winnet's eyes were misty, and she couldn't see the shape of her hair behind her. She could only feel that Xiao Ai was combing her hair.

Until Xiaoai let her come to the mirror.

"The accident was good," Xiao Ai asked happily, "What do you think?"

Winnett was surprised when she saw herself in the mirror. Unlike the densely curled hairstyles favored by older ladies, Xiao Ai focused on the ends of her hair, making them form long waves.

As expected of Shirley's aesthetic, the perm is unexpectedly beautiful. Unfortunately, my eyesight is not clear enough to appreciate it carefully.

She couldn't recognize herself in the mirror, as if she had turned into a fashion icon, and she saw the shadow of Vermouth, but Xiao Ai had specially distinguished her hairstyle. Her back hair was curled very stylishly, while her side hair retained its original fluffy feeling and was split on both sides of her forehead. She turned her head around and around, and made a circle, "Who is this? Which movie did the heroine come from?"

The front looks a bit like an Afghan Hound with finely groomed hair, while the back is longer and curly than Vermouth's.

"I've wanted to style it like this for a long time. Now it's much more comfortable. It's fashionable and shows your beauty and transcendence."

"floating in the air?"

Xiao Ai coughed twice and turned her head to the side. "It means that you lack substance and are the type of girl who is frivolous. If you were to act in a movie, you would definitely play a role that is possessed and abandoned by a rich man."

"no!"

Winnet was sensitive to the word "abandoned". In panic, she hugged Little Ai tightly. She herself had never thought that Winnet was so vulnerable to jokes, so she had to change her tone to comfort her, and she also felt a little proud and happy in her heart. This feeling might be abnormal. She dropped this wrong topic and said that if Winnet's forehead was a little wider, she would look more like an Afghan hound.

"That's too much, Shirley. It's really based on a dog! Ugh!"

To comfort a crying baby.

Xiao Ai thought, it’s okay if it happens once in a while.

……

439 Comfort Cookies

A little girl who never grows up.

Xiao Ai thought about it and pulled her hand back. The two of them separated slowly. Compared to the one who was suddenly hugged, the one who took action was more embarrassed.

Winnet's body was stiff, and she stared at the floor for a while, then she began to organize the props like a malfunctioning robot, accidentally scratching her fingertips.

"I'll clean up, you go put on a band-aid. I'll leave the cooking to you, I'm tired after all this time."

Xiao Ai closed her dressing box with a snap, fastened the latch, and yawned.

"understood."

"I haven't done anything excessive to you. If you continue to act pitiful and seduce me—"

"No way!"

Winnet slipped out quickly, and some of her hair fell down.

She should take a bath first. Xiao Ai put her index finger, which had been stroking her hair, under her nose, and her face was slightly rosy. Due to insufficient hardware, she had to put such things behind her, otherwise the poor little white rabbit would definitely run away.

If you have the energy to think like this, it means you are enjoying it.

Xiao Ai smiled easily.

She went back to the guest room to take a nap. Although Winnett wanted to prepare a room for her, this approach would likely expose her. After all, it was not possible to completely avoid the possibility of visits from members of the organization. Even now, cleaning was a serious problem. She would inevitably leave hair and other things behind when she came in and out of here.

No longer letting her mind wander, Xiao Ai believed that Winnet had her considerations. To some extent, she was so meticulous that she was a little morbid. Since this was a residence, she had to relax. It felt like home here. Her only two relatives were here. As for the Doctor, he could barely be considered half a relative. She hoped that he would be obedient and live a long life.

By the evening, the smell of seducing the gluttonous insects filled the house. Xiao Ai adjusted her curly hair in front of the mirror, touched the handrail and went downstairs, and saw a Chinese steamer. Now Winnet's cooking level has made her unable to think of stealing the job, but she thought that these strange kitchen utensils deviated from the reserves of family cooking.

If the burden is too heavy, it would be putting the cart before the horse.

"happy?"

Xiao Ai spoke suddenly.

Winette sensed her approach, so she wasn't surprised, saying that this was the kitchenware she had specially customized. Western food often bounces back and forth between healthy and extremely unhealthy, while Japanese food is tasteless. She doesn't like miso soup, and the rest is just sauces poured on ingredients and some pickles. Maybe only sushi and snacks are suitable for her taste. It's a rare opportunity to show off my skills, so of course I have to challenge Chinese food. The only impression left is that I used to wrap dumplings in a weird way, but now I can play with pleats at will.

"Ah, steaming meat buns at night will make you fat."

“The side dishes are vegetarian so that’s OK.”

Xiao Ai shook her head, sat down on the sofa, and turned on the news channel. It was still reporting on the police shooting a few days ago. It was a typical Japanese program, with the host and commentators sitting at a small table, making irrelevant speculations.

She picked up yesterday's newspaper, and the news of Officer Sato being shot had leaked out. However, there were no more details, and it was a report that looked like uncertain gossip. According to Edogawa, the police gathered together at the time, so they were able to suppress the news to this extent.

Doodle.

The phone rang one meter away.

Ai thought it was her sister calling, so she answered the call. As was her habit, she didn't say anything at first, but then she heard the doctor's voice.

"PhD?"

"Ai, Shinichi told me that someone was peeping at Ran when she was in the ward. Maybe because he saw the face of the murderer who attacked the police, he was targeted by the murderer."

Xiao Ai replied that she knew. In her opinion, although it was right to care about the girl, she could already foresee what the kids would do after hearing the news - volunteering to protect their favorite sister. It was hard to say who would protect whom at that time. However, the murderer should not be stupid enough to do it when she was surrounded, which could at least make him afraid.

"Also, Genta and the others said they're going to visit Xiaolan tomorrow. Shinichi said that Xiaolan will be discharged from the hospital today. Do you want to come with us?"

"Sure enough..." She murmured, "Well, I will go."

She thought to herself that the Japanese police were really generous, letting the girl move freely under such circumstances.

That guy Edogawa is probably done for. She hoped that the girl would forget him completely and let Kudo Shinichi disappear from this world, which would be less of a worry. But it's not possible - he simply can't do it - it's impossible. If it were her, she wouldn't mind doing this, if Winnet could be happy - oh, it's really stupid.

The flowers in the greenhouse can continue to grow, but how can those that have already been damaged be reborn?

They were not saints who had renounced the secular world, and the organization was a maze, standing under the tower in the deep and dark realm, setting traps, squinting its eyes, but they would open them one day. So he needed to make a choice, but she didn't need to - Winette had already been in this bloody game as a hunter.

"Xiao Ai, who's calling?" Winnet came over with a steamer through a towel and asked curiously.

"It's the Doctor."

Winnet pouted: "It's only been half a day. Is Dr. Agasa too dependent on you?" she said jealously.

Xiao Ai thought that if she stared at the potted plants for more than five minutes, she would probably mind.

"It's about that girl. Tomorrow, we plan to visit her at the Mori Office. Talking to someone familiar might help her recover her memory... Also, Edogawa thinks that the girl was targeted by the murderer who attacked the police - she might have seen the murderer's face."