Ms. Moriarty wants to save Beika Town today too.

Winnett praised Xiao Ai for choosing a good place for a date. It was because she had very little experience in this area, and before she met Xiao Ai, neither shopping nor movies could arouse her interest.

Dressing up well is the basis of dating, both for men and women. While Xiao Ai was preaching, she drove the car to the parking lot and then took the elevator to the floor where children's clothing was sold. The funds came from the credit card in Winnet's clothes.

“Uh, isn’t this store a little too exaggerated?”

Winnett put her little hands on her cheeks and whispered as if blowing air, looking really adorable.

Xiao Ai ignored her timidity.

There is a whole row of shelves against the wall in the store, with white light shining on the shelves, which are filled with all kinds of fabrics, bows and lace.

Those are material samples. Customization is also accepted in the sales model, and the finished clothes will also be put on the rack for sale, some of which are children's clothes.

"Hello, welcome."

Xiao Ai touched her hair and asked her to help recommend some skirts for Winnet.

The clerk's eyes widened when she saw Winnet. And the Japanese's unique fantasy about Westerners was perfectly reflected in little Winnet.

She found the dress rack, as if only such gorgeous clothes could reflect Winnet's dreamy feeling. In order to cater to her light-colored hair and fair skin, the dresses are mainly white and dark colors. Xiao Ai liked a dark blue dress and planned to help Winnet put it on herself. The clerk asked carefully about their relationship, because from the hair color, Xiao Ai also looked like a foreigner. This question bothered Xiao Ai for a moment, but in the end she used "sister" to fool her.

Although it is dark blue, the dress itself is not too gorgeous. After being simplified by modern trends, this dress is specially prepared for birthday parties or banquets. In the heyday of the economy, people spent a lot on this. The blue dress wrapped little Winnet from neck to wrist, and some lace flowers were added to the skirt, which made her petite and exquisite.

"Like a princess." said Ai.

Winnet tilted her head to avoid looking at the mirror, as if to hide her embarrassment. Then Ai tied a bow of the same color on her, and with the help of the clerk, her loose hair was braided into a princess braid.

Xiao Ai thought of the photo developing shop nearby. She rarely thought of leaving the photos.

The clerk volunteered to help borrow a camera, and after taking the photos, Xiao Ai developed them. During the waiting process, little Winnet was like a lost princess, with a waiting expression on her face until Xiao Ai came back.

"Okay, change again."

"what?"

Winnet showed an expression of disgust. On the one hand, it was very troublesome to wear such clothes, and on the other hand, it would waste a lot of time with Ai.

Dress-up dolls can't escape fate.

Although she had only tried on two or three pieces of clothing, Winnet still felt exhausted. Seeing this, Xiao Ai bought the dress she wore for the first time, as well as high-quality children's clothing that was not exaggerated, for Winnet to wear, and put a baseball cap on her head.

In her opinion, Winnet was too conspicuous. If she was accidentally photographed in a photo and fell into the hands of the organization, it would be troublesome because they might know what Winnet looked like when she was a child - just like her.

“This is considered as payment.”

Xiao Ai held the photo in her hand. Of course, the copy was deleted when the photo was developed.

Winnet pouted. Ai found that she had been imitating girls' actions more and more recently.

After walking around the central business district, they sat down in a pastoral-style store. The picture showed a children's meal and British food. Ai ordered the children's meal with the mentality of bullying Winnet, and added French fries and fried fish under her argument that "the children's meal can't fill your stomach at all".

"The girls here eat so little. Even the portions in the meal sets are so small."

Winnett came to a conclusion after spending all these years there.

When she was picking up the fries with her fingers, Ai suddenly took out the Polaroid camera.

"Okay, I admit I'm pretty cute. But this isn't a date! I'm not really a kid."

After I protested loudly, I realized that this kind of protest was really childish.

Xiao Ai choked her, "Didn't you always do this when I was a kid?" She pointed at the girl handing out flyers on the sidewalk. "It's good that I didn't dress you up like that."

The girl was wearing a very special decorative prop - a cat-ear hat. If you look closely, you can see a cat's tail sticking out from the bottom of her skirt.

"Well, fox is more suitable." Xiao Ai nodded to herself.

Winnet almost wanted to be a student-like little fox and tickle her.

With the intention of pampering her angel, Winnett treated her anger as a spiritual breath and tried to make it a sacred ritual. She ate her meal in silence and didn't care about Ai's filming. After all, this also recorded their memories and was part of Shirley's love for her. Every time the shutter was clicked, she cooperated as if she had pressed the stop button and maintained a photogenic posture.

By the end of the night, they tried all kinds of things. Battles in the arcade, indoor go-karts, and enjoying the process of play dates, and the content that once seemed meaningless became brilliant. By the way, even though she had to stand on a chair to control the controller, Winette still won the game in terms of reaction.

At night, they decided to watch a midnight movie.

Among the many movies available, Ai picked a horror movie, which surprised Winnett, as she thought it should be a science fiction movie even if it wasn't a biographical movie.

"…It's not bad to relax once in a while. Besides, human imagination about genetic mutations is quite interesting."

Winnet raised her hands high and happily held Ai's hand.

When I sat down, I was surrounded by mostly male and female couples. Although many movies and TV shows like to portray people who have been heartbroken watching movies when they were in love, under the pressure of this atmosphere, no one actually does this. This is no longer a situation that can be dismissed with a simple "focus on watching". After watching the 20th minute, Winnett understood it, because this "The Beach" also uses horror to portray love. In the dark environment, Winnett has never been so eager to have her eyesight deteriorate.

Some couples are serious about it. Holding hands is a common phenomenon, kissing is also a lot, and there may be even more extreme things.

As if she couldn't stop hiccuping, Winnet's breathing became disordered. Her mind couldn't help but simulate the scene of two people getting close. Xiao Ai couldn't ignore it completely. Although she usually did that, even if others were performing a love action movie, she could remain calm, but the audience and the protagonist have completely different perspectives. She could also understand Winnet's thoughts. Under such physical changes, intimacy is something that can be written in the obscene items.

“Shirley…”

Little Winette blushed, called in a low voice, straightened her shoulders and put her hands over the two handrails.

"Do you want to go to the bathroom?"

"No... no. It seems like we haven't had a long time..."

"But the way you look now... I..."

"it does not matter."

"If you say so."

The screams on the screen suddenly rang out at this moment.

At this moment, the two people gradually got closer.

until--

Seeing this, you must have woken up.

Happy April Fools' Day!

……

449 My Angel

He continued to look through the telescope, searching for the position of the powerboat on the water, and with his other hand he pulled out a pistol with a silencer, placed the gun against his abdomen, and pointed the gun at Winnet. He smiled sharply again, indicating that he had gotten the answer he wanted, and he bossed Winnet around to cooperate with him to welcome Xiaolan and the others to land.

Just as he let go of the telescope—

Suddenly, as if waking up from a dream, he subconsciously threw the binoculars in his hand to the ground, widened his originally contemptuous eyes, and deeply regretted making a wrong judgment.

But before he could lament about his stupidity and prejudice, the elusive phantom had already pressed against his chest, exuding a soul-stirring aura. Feng Hu bit his lip with his teeth to prevent himself from being unable to move in this shock. When he was about to cross his arms and put the barrel of the gun in front of his other elbow, he felt that his body was distorted. He did not experience a huge external force, but his arm felt a sore numbness. As a doctor, his first instinct made him think that the ulnar nerve was damaged. In a short stiff breath, the gun slipped out of his hand and fell into a slender palm.

There was air between his scalp and the muzzle of the gun, but he felt that they were close together, like a sword of Damocles hanging over his head. He saw the unwilling dead waving at him, the police among them, and then he heard the cold voice again:

"Do you think I have 'perverse personality disorder'?"

At this moment, he had countless thoughts. She was completely contemptuous of him. Even when she was snatching the gun, she used micro movements that could not even be called beatings, which meant an absurd conclusion: she only needed to move her wrists a few times to kill him. The sticky touch on his skin was plastic film. She left no fingerprints or scars.

Even if she killed him, there would be no evidence left.

"If you do it, You Chengzhen will be the real murderer." He pretended to be calm.

Winnet ignored him.

She murmured:

"As for me, I can actually feel all kinds of emotions sometimes. But suddenly one day, I regained consciousness in a strange world. The resurrection of the dead is a miracle, a grace, and also a moment of judgment. However, I seem to have been abandoned by God. The pieces of bones that were pieced together are missing a soul. Is a body without a soul a zombie or a monster? I think I have a soul. I once had it. Although I can't remember it clearly, I must have had it. Since it is not under the throne, it must have fallen into the abyss. It is in the hands of the devil."

"'I could have endured the darkness if I had never seen the light' is a great poem, isn't it? My light is gone, leaving an empty shell, like a hole in my chest that needs to be filled with something. There is a substitute, emotion, but neither joy nor smile can fill it. The only thing left is the body's primitive instinct - fear. Gradually, I can feel something, like what you are showing now. So, I try my best to make up emotions that allow me to be between life and humanity, waiting for the moment when the lie comes true."

"But the wait is too long. When will the judgment come again? I thought to myself that as long as I am guilty of serious sins, it will come to greet me, so I began to help those who prayed to me to fulfill their wishes. They can always easily make someone die. The process from life to death is an abyss. Every time I see others go from life to death, I always wonder if I will be as scared, begging for mercy, twisted, regretful, and ugly as them. Ah, I shouldn't be able to do that. The more I see, the more I understand that there is a deep barrier between us. Every time I take their lives, it is equivalent to leaving a mark on this barrier, as if I am getting closer to them."

"Thank you, Dr. Fudo! ... You are such a good listener - a respectable and excellent psychiatrist who is willing to listen to what I have to say. It's a pity that you are not a righteous person and gave up the opportunity to listen to the gospel."

She stopped talking; Fuhu gave advice along the doctor's lines.

"You need long-term psychological support and a trusting relationship with a psychotherapist to help you overcome your psychological crisis. Your cognitive behaviors and concepts also need to be corrected. Haha, you may get angry when I say this... In my opinion, it is your religious beliefs that make your condition worse."

She was not angry, she believed that every soul was free. She slowly put away the gun.

"Let's play a game," she pointed to the volcano above, "I won't shoot you on the way up. There's a slide at the top of the volcano. If you can get rid of me, I'll let you go."

After that, she began to count down, as if she had completely lost interest in him. His heart was beating violently, thinking that if he did what she said, he would definitely die, but if he didn't do it, the result would be the same. This is the weakness of human nature. Even if the light of false hope is reflected in front of him, he will rush to meet it. Finally, he started running and headed for the top of the mountain.

"it's a pity."

she said to herself.

After that, she stayed there for a while, picked up Feng Hu's telescope and took a look at the moored ships. She didn't want to do this. However, she couldn't make any mistakes, nor could she let Xiao Ai's expectations go unfulfilled. Finally, she tore off the plastic film, put on gloves, and with incomprehensible agility, she jumped and climbed with the help of uneven artificial rocks. This process was repeated twice in the area with a small inclination. She could already see Feng Hu's back.

Feng Hu had already entered the hole of the "volcano", passed the "under maintenance" sign and sat on the slide. At first he thought there was a trap waiting for him, but after a little thought he realized that this unnecessary behavior would only facilitate evidence collection. He turned his head, trying to keep the monster-like woman behind him in the center of his vision to prevent the danger she might cause. His cleverness and ability to adapt to circumstances could not make Winette fall into the mundane world - she fell like a feather, landing accurately on the acceleration curve of the curved surface. Just as he hurriedly climbed up from the slide, he heard the crisp sound of his shoes stepping on the rocks.

Boom!

"What a shame," he heard her say, "if you had just listened to me this wouldn't have happened."

In front of him, a black shadow in front of the dark cave entrance made a sharp inhalation sound. One of the bullets pierced the alveoli.

Feng Hu turned his head in horror.

"You...haha. So that's how it is, haha!"

Suddenly he seemed drunk and dejected. Winnet simply walked around him and stood where You Chengzhen fell.

"Sure enough, I'm just a psychologist who changed careers halfway through my career. I planned so much, but in the end I couldn't escape the plans of others. If my hand wasn't injured, maybe I could still be a doctor who treats the wounded and contributes to the medical cause of mankind," Feng Hu said, "Once a person does something wrong, he will make more mistakes to cover it up. Once he loses something, he will hold on to what he has. Paranoia makes people crazy, and madness destroys people...but you are more pitiful than a crazy person..."

When he said these words, his voice was dry. It was as if he was trying to restrain himself and suppress the fear of dying. After that, he showed the smile he had when he was examining Xiaolan, which was really inconsistent with his embarrassed appearance.

"I'm very happy." Winette picked up You Chengzhen's pistol, loaded it with live ammunition, and pointed it at Feng Hu. "Waiting is worth it." She spoke even louder, with the ecstasy of a believer, "I found a true angel. She is my salvation... So, she has to go to that narrow gate."

boom!

Feng Hu's body trembled and his eye socket was pierced by a bullet.

Finally, his other eye saw.

"I'll be waiting for you in the abyss."

……

450 Palm Feather

After Fuhu fell, she let You Chengzhen hold the gun, and then let Fuhu hold the gun that shot You Chengzhen, making the scene look like a mutual shooting. The passage inside the crater was not in use, and it was during the parade, so there was not even a tourist in sight. There were no witnesses and no evidence of the predicted trajectory, so even if there were some insignificant doubts, it was enough to induce the police to close the case as a mutual shooting.

You Chengzhen could be the murderer, or he could be trying to help. The latter was more likely. Winnett anticipated this possibility, but she did not stop him, nor did she stop to watch his tragic and innocent end. She ran, and Xiaolan and Kudo Shinichi, who she had seen two minutes ago, headed towards the main island of the tropical paradise. It was near the fairytale castle.

She bought a real toy gun at a roadside toy store, with an emperor penguin carved on it.

She pulled the bolt.

I tried firing a shot and felt the sound was wrong.

Just when she felt troubled, Clyde, who had been playing a trick on her outside, came back in his original appearance.

"Lend me your coat," she said.

She put on her coat, put on his sunglasses, and hid her hair under her hood, looking more conservative in this season. She gave Clyde her toy gun and exchanged it for a real gun with a silencer. After ejecting the real bullets, she replaced them with rubber bullets. This delayed him another three minutes. She asked him to ask for a balloon again. He asked:

"The matter has been resolved, right? Why are you still using a real gun? Possessing a gun is a crime in Japan."

"Ah, it doesn't matter. Everyone is watching the parade, and the amusement park is in the suburbs, so the police can't get here for a while. Who would have thought that Tomoshin, who appeared in Beika Town an hour ago, is now lying in an amusement facility. Besides, Xiaolan will definitely not want me to go to jail. This is just a simulated toy gun, isn't it?"

With the gun in hand, she moved and asked Clyde to act as a spotter, waiting for the headset to contact her.

It was obvious that Conan and Xiaolan were hiding nearby. At a crossroads with a wide field of vision, she released the balloon and fired a shot at it, the crisp sound of the explosion resounding throughout the surroundings.

She walked through a long tree-lined corridor, and then a small circular square. When she received Clyde's message, she smiled and uttered a hoarse voice:

"So you are hiding here!"

She shot at the ground.

A tiny female scream reached her ears. When she reached the intersection, the boyish Conan had already started running with Xiaolan.

She looked at him with cold eyes. Conan's desperate attempt to protect Xiaolan seemed no different from that of other people, but it involved love. Of course, it was only a subcategory of all love, and it could even be said to be an unimportant one, but it had an expectation that everyone had - love should only belong to one person. It was like a soul, inseparable, so she wanted to use love to describe her feelings for Xiaoai. Only once in the world, an angel's feather fell on the palm of your hand, and you must never let it slip away. She imagined his mood, as if it was her own mood, and Winnet's face flushed. She was moved by this uneasy mood, which made her willing to give them a push.

She aimed the gun at Conan, just enough to miss the artery - causing a graze on the shoulder.

"Let's end this here," she said. "You have nowhere to run."

It was already the territory of the sci-fi island of the universe. The colorful Ferris wheel was spinning in the air, emitting colorful neon lights. However, the light could not fall to the ground and seep into the dark road. The injured Conan took Xiaolan to hide in the pit in the center of the square. Winnet stepped on the first step and found that this was the place where they had dated.

"You are not Dr. Fuuto, are you? If you are not the real criminal, why would you attack us?"