Ms. Moriarty wants to save Beika Town today too.

"If you say so..."

"The real criminal still wants to get rid of her."

"Isn't the murderer the man called You Chengzhen?"

"Anyway, let's contact the police first."

……

"The target boarded the motorboat in Jurassic," You Chengzhen said, "I encountered a real criminal. He thought I was holding a real gun and went to the volcano observation tower. Haha, it was like inviting me to a showdown."

"Ignore him, go and drive the boat after Xiaolan."

"it is good."

"Leave the murderer to us. You just follow him to the end and lead him to another place if possible."

Winnet took a deep breath. Her whole body trembled, and her breathing rate changed to a different kind from panting. A creepy, unnatural smile appeared on her face. In her opinion, this was the last trump card of the tropical paradise, a feast for her. She also found him, standing on the spiral volcanic road, looking with binoculars.

He must have never expected that You Chengzhen would not come after him. You Chengzhen must have been furious at this time. He was fooled again and again, his father was indirectly killed by the creator of the murder, and he became a wanted criminal by the police. Even if it was to prove his innocence, he would never let the real murderer go free. Of course, calling the police was impossible, because as a wanted criminal, You Chengzhen would be arrested first.

Winnet walked slowly towards the observation deck. There was no problem along the way, just a slow spiral ascent. At the corner of the seventh spiral, she saw a man wearing a single-lens night vision goggles, a mountaineering vest, and holding a telescope.

It turned out to be him!

Perhaps she had anticipated this possibility, or perhaps she did not understand the fun of the detective game, so she did not feel excited at all when the mystery was solved.

"Doctor Fudo, I didn't expect you to be interested in Tropical Paradise as well."

"Ah, you are..."

"Winnett Moriarty. Have you forgotten? We met in the consultation room." Winnett said with a smile.

"How could that be? I just don't know your last name. It would be a bit rude to call you by your name after only meeting you once. But, having said that, I didn't expect that you, Miss Moriarty, have the same last name as James Moriarty, the villain in Conan Doyle's books. There are many foreigners named James, but this is the first time I've seen someone with the same last name as him."

"Maybe it's more than just the same last name."

Winnet responded jokingly.

Although she came to stop him, he didn't notice it at first, or maybe he noticed it but didn't take a foreign woman with visual impairment seriously. Maybe he even thought she wasn't very smart.

"Haha, please stop joking. By the way, you came here with Miss Lan, right? I wonder how she is doing?"

"Aren't you observing her situation?"

"Oh? It seems that you do have more than just the same last name as Professor Moriarty. How did you know that I am the criminal?" His smile suddenly turned ferocious, and he grasped the handle of the pistol from the side of his pants where Winnett couldn't see.

"Now you're telling me this yourself."

"Haha, you are so sure when you speak, it is definitely more than just a guess. But what can you do if you know it? You are just a blind woman who just found a criminal who is somewhat similar to me. You are just too stimulated and have delusions. Your self-righteousness will only hurt you. However, I was worried about how to kill the boy who killed my friend. You came at the right time. If I put the gun to your pretty face, the girl who blames herself for you will come to me and be killed."

"I have a question, can you answer it for me? Why would you, with a respectable career, kill those policemen?"

"Well, we still have time."

He sneered and said:

"Because they insisted on re-investigating the case of Nino Yasu's suicide - of course I killed him and disguised it as suicide." He answered in a very relaxed voice. "It was just ordinary revenge. Nino deliberately scratched my left hand during an operation. For a surgeon, the hand is life. In the fifth year after I was forced to give up surgery, I met him again when I transferred to the Department of Psychology at Yakushino Hospital. He invited me to his apartment for a drink. Under the influence of alcohol, I asked him whether he did it on purpose. The answer is needless to say. At that time, he was accused of a surgical error, so he had a full motive to commit suicide. In the end, the police closed the case as suicide as I expected."

"Then you used your identity as a psychiatrist to obtain information from the police involved in the investigation - I thought it was for a more interesting reason," she sighed, her voice calm. "Like undermining the authority of the police."

"Only lunatics and monsters have such thoughts. Oh, with my current status, it would be more appropriate to call it 'perverse personality disorder'." He said this only out of self-mockery. When he looked at her fragile body and charming lips, he thought that it was his generosity that gave her the clues to sort out the incident, and what she said just now was just crazy talk under her nervousness.

……

449 Big and Small Swap Date (Deluxe Edition)

"I don't need to tell you much about the fate of traitors, Abby."

Gin put the gun to her head and said, "A killer is a tool. She shouldn't have to harbor feelings and disobey the organization's orders, even if the orders require him to kill himself."

Life begins with angels, God, and Shirley is something far above life and organization.

Before meeting Shirley, Winnet was just a pixelated person moving between different colored backgrounds, accompanied by the devil and God. After her, everything seemed to change into a finely drawn pattern. All she had to do was to protect her angel, let her stay in the gap between the light, and tear open a hole in the darkness, no matter how deep or desperate it was.

"Are you qualified to kill me?"

"Of course, he has given his permission."

"You answered the question wrong," she said. "Try it if you can."

But when she entered that extreme state between life and death, her body suddenly began to heat up, as if she was being burned by fire on the cross.

"Haha, how does the poison of Shirley, your most cherished one, taste?" Gin mocked her. Winnet looked at the pistol, which was pitch black and turned into an abstract streamline. Her wrist trembled and she crawled like a wounded animal. Before she even realized it, she had fallen to the ground. The strange pain made her lose control, so she stabbed her arm hard, harder than she expected. She saw Gin's leather shoes fall and step heavily on her chest.

"Cough cough!"

Blood kept oozing out from between the lips and teeth.

Her idea was that Vermouth assisted Gin in setting a trap for her because she let Ai go and made her relax her guard. That was just a stopgap measure of the vicious woman, making her think that she was on her side, but in fact it was just a change of the order of the targets - they were all to be eliminated together. She had a clear image of Ai in her mind, and she became thirteen-year-old Shirley in her imagination, and then eighteen-year-old Shirley. Her posture seemed to be waving to her, sitting on a red-painted motorcycle, waiting for her.

"Throw her into the river."

"yes, Sir!"

come down.

Endless falling.

deepest.

can not breath.

Like dead.

wrong.

Angels fall.

The feathers rose slowly like bubbles.

"do not want!"

Xiao Ai covered her chest with her hands, her forehead covered with sweat. The moment she opened her eyes, she saw her palm pointing at the ceiling. The ceiling was split in two by a faint light, which came from the crack in the door.

"Are you okay, Ai?" Dr. Agasa walked in.

"I'm fine." She breathed a sigh of relief, then started coughing violently.

Dr. Agasa saw that something was wrong with her, so he found a thermometer and brought a towel. Ai took her temperature and suddenly had a high fever without any warning. No, the warning was that terrible dream, a dream that might become reality. Vermouth was not a trustworthy person at all. But she was too weak, and without an admission ticket to this dark party, it would be like falling in bed with a bad cold. Before she spoke out to stop him, Dr. Agasa had already notified Winette. Her thoughts drifted for a while, and when she opened her eyes, she saw a smiling face brighter than the light.

"Ahem, go back." Xiao Ai turned her head away.

"Never."

"What? You have to see me with a red nose?" Not only the tip of her nose, but also her eye sockets were red. When she woke up, she found that her tears had dripped onto her pillow.

"It's common sense that a caring lover should take good care of the other person when he/she is sick."

"It's up to you, just stay away from me."

"Eh!"

Ai glared at Winnet and told her to keep a distance of more than three meters. After the nightmare, she didn't want to sleep at all, but she felt so dizzy that thinking became a burden. So when she opened the computer drawer, she forgot to check the position of the things and took out the bottle of pills. After taking out the pills, Winnet had already brought a cup for her to take. Perhaps seeing the real person made her feel more at ease, her mental stress was relieved, and her mind was a little clearer, but she saw some double vision.

Suddenly, her body began to feel hot. For a moment, she thought it was a worsening cold. When she found that Winnett also coughed lightly, she noticed that her pretty face had become a little paler. So she also poured her a pill and ordered, "Take it." After Winnett took it, she suddenly felt short of breath, and her legs lost support and fell to the ground. She could see her appearance in the small mirror on the table - her face turned red and white, and the sudden pain made her clench her teeth. What followed was a blur of consciousness. She wanted to call Winnett's name, but the word stopped halfway.

She suddenly remembered that the last time Edogawa came unexpectedly, she hid the antidote she had made in the bookcase.

The pain disappeared along with the consciousness.

Still alive? - Where is Winette? - Where is Winette? - How is Winette! But after opening his eyes, he could not find any trace of her. She was still lying on the ground. If Winette was okay, she would definitely be carried to the bed by her. Sitting up in a trance, the image in the small mirror on the table changed drastically - the mirror showed her eighteen-year-old appearance. However, Winette was gone. Was it an illusion that I saw her figure before? Although the cold was still there, my body was stronger and my movements were not affected. Compared with a healthy young man, I was just a little weak.

She walked to the entrance of the basement and was about to open the door when she saw Dr. Agasa rushing over.

"Doc, where's Winnet? Have you seen her?"

A conflicted look appeared on Dr. Agasa's face, as if he didn't know how to start. Half a second later, he stretched out his finger and pressed down.

A little silver-haired girl smiled as cutely as an angel.

"Could it be..."

"I think so," the doctor said. "Did she take that medicine?"

Little Ai held onto the door frame, then leaned against the door, almost falling to the ground. She said that it was a trial antidote, and it should not have the side effect of drug A - shrinking people. But the facts were now in front of her, and she could even tell that it was her own clothes - a little girl's style. However, this simple, boyish clothing was not very harmonious on Winnet - although it was very cute. Looking at her white and small appearance, she perfectly realized the doll dream of girls when they were young, and the long hair that reached her buttocks made her look like a furry little fox.

She called Winnet's name carefully. Although she couldn't completely overlap this little angel with Winnet, she could imagine that she would be as beautiful as Winnet in the future. Just like animals living in nature, species with imperfections are always more appreciated by human aesthetics.

"Well, my Shirley is really beautiful!"

As soon as the little girl spoke, Xiao Ai was sure that she was Winnet. She should be Miyano Shiho now. This innocent and soft voice seemed to be mixed with some fatal temptation. No wonder Winnet always boasted that she was loved. She really had that kind of magic. If she was born in a decent family, she might have been a star on the posters on the street.

Xiao Ai heard the hidden meaning of Xiao Winnet's words, "Can you see things clearly?"

"Yes. It seems that because I have returned to my infant state, my eyesight has also recovered a lot. Thank God. Even Shirley, you can't explain it with science, right?"

"But you look like this..."

"There's nothing we can do since it's changed. Maybe, just like the last time Kudo Shinichi drank Lao Baigan, it will change back to normal after a while... cough cough!" Winette's smile was interrupted by a cough.

Things have come to this point, and we can only take one step at a time. This is a risky move like the dream, and the bad luck cannot be worse. Instead of worrying about what will happen tomorrow, it is better to focus on today. If we live like before, the present and future that Winnett has worked so hard to create will lose their meaning. She reached out to grab Winnett and planned to carry her to the bed, but little Winnett dodged.

Nothing happened. Winnet's efforts were in vain. Her training and instincts so far were all gone because her body couldn't keep up. She first started training herself when she was older, and now she is just a weak elementary school student. Because she was poor at that time and didn't have enough nutrition, she was even thinner than others. If she just competed with brute force, she would probably be defeated by Ayumi. She was picked up by Ai by the waist, and she even struggled symbolically in the process. She shook her head violently, saying that she didn't want to rest at all, but wanted to take a closer look at her lover during this time and invite him on a date.

Ai had a strange feeling. She seemed to see the usual young detective team trying hard to go out for a walk. Due to the physical difference between the two, it was like herding pets. Perhaps women with children are better at this. In her opinion, with the current rapid progress of medicine, a method of same-sex reproduction will be born within 20 years. If they were still alive at that time, would they want a child? If it was as cute as little Winnet now, and had the content of a real child, she could hardly refuse.

She looked at Winnett's pleading eyes and her pleading voice, and she couldn't refuse. She asked her where she wanted to go. She said it was like an ordinary couple, shopping, watching a movie, and finding a restaurant to eat. "It's possible that someone from the organization would see me. It's too dangerous for me to go out like this." She said.

Winette replied that it didn't matter. First of all, she knew best how the organization obtained information. The first was the intelligence network of subordinate members, the second was the theft by Vermouth using disguise, and the third was the invasion of electronic devices. In this era when cameras were not popular, as long as they were well covered and found blind spots for photography, there would be no problem. For her, these were the basics of the basics.

With a sigh, she agreed to Winnet's request. After 30 minutes of makeup, Winnet put a detachable mask on Ai. Ai borrowed a car from Dr. Agasa. She originally had a Japanese driver's license, which had been completely reduced to ashes by the flames, but there was no such strict inspection in the city. The commercial district they were going to would hardly have road closures - provided that the god of death, Edogawa, would not appear.

"Call me Sister Miyano." Ai said. She was already in the driver's seat, and Winette had fastened her seat belt. Winette succumbed to Ai's power and called out "Sister Shiho" in a sweet voice.

She still felt a little regretful about dating as a child, but her eyesight was better than ever and everything in the world was clear.

The colorless world before now has colors. Although I have seen everything exactly the same, only the scenery at this moment has a sense of movement.

Angels are by my side.

Winette had to thank her younger self.

Such a wonderful event is the first time in my two births.

She kept staring at Ai, as if her sight could penetrate the mask and see the girl who appeared in her dreams every night and haunted her. She was imprinted on her irises and in her mind. She really wanted to just keep staring at her.

My hearing seems to have deteriorated as a result, and all the noise from the vehicles goes in one ear and out the other.

Xiao Ai occasionally looked around and found that Winnet was staring at her motionlessly.

"Is there anything you want?"

Being stared at by the little girl, I subconsciously thought about what she needed.

"Well, I want to see Shirley enough for myself for the next 60 years."

I never thought there was such a trick.

The destructive power is too strong.

Xiao Ai couldn't help but think that if Winnet's personality wasn't so regrettable, she would definitely be very popular among both men and women. She could still maintain an innocent and lovely smile even after saying such embarrassing words.

It is this point that truly comes from the heart that constitutes the beam of light that breaks through the psychological defenses.

"Wouldn't it be better if you didn't come out?"

"No, no, no!"

Winette frowned and waved her hand.

"Compared to solidified memory, active memory is more reliable. Every scene and sentence of today must flow, otherwise my brain will blur my memory without permission."

"...Such a serious answer. It's really unlike you."

"Hehe, Shirley, I've always been serious about you. But you've always been shy and classified them as sweet talk."

"Who is shy?"

Xiao Ai became angry and said that she would make Winnet apologize for her lustful thoughts after she recovered.

During the quarrel, Xiao Ai drove the car to the Beihua Municipal Building.

The damage caused by Moriya Teiji last time has been completely repaired, and now it has regained its vitality, with people coming and going in front of the entrance hall.

"I'm really not good at choosing locations."