Ms. Moriarty wants to save Beika Town today too.

"Ah, you're worried about me, right?"

"Not serious."

Winnet looked at her still relaxed appearance, and couldn't help feeling that this person didn't take her life too seriously. She came here to seek emotions, poor soul, poor woman. She leaned against the wall and exhaled, promising Winnet that she would do this - this was what she had come to her for in the first place. Seeking excitement is not about not cherishing life, but a way of living that would make her feel alive, she said.

"It is because of this lifestyle that I was able to meet you and them."

She seemed to want a cigarette but didn't have one.

Winnet felt that she was influenced by liberalism and began to believe that human nature was good, regardless of race and belief, and gradually fell into an inexplicable vortex of pity. But its advantages ended there, and the rest were given by those who had the right to interpret. The central purpose of those interpretations was the interests of the politicians themselves. Once they sat among kind people, it was a devastating blow to people like them. Often, it only took a moment of hesitation for the bullet of justice to shoot the head of the confessor.

She raised one arm and pointed toward the ceiling, as if pointing to the clouds in the sky, but Winnet was pointing to God.

"Forget it." Vermouth refused in a low voice. What they were doing was an act of disobedience to God, but God would not come forward to stop them, and she could not resist this torrent, and could only row her boat aimlessly.

Vermouth gave Winnet a new phone number.

"Now, the angel is on my side too." Vermouth whispered dreamily, stretching her shoulders and feeling deep joy. Winette watched him leave. Their current status was indeed not suitable for a long conversation, especially in a place where two people were meeting in private, which would make the stalker suspicious. But even Mizunashi Rena thought they had a private affair, so it didn't matter if there were two more.

Natural disguise is a blind spot. She took a breath, took out her phone and called Akane Fantian, unilaterally saying that she needed to go back and rest. She needed to make some preparations and ask the masked death god to return to the arena.

Winnet was slightly inferior to Vermouth in disguise. She spent about half a month collecting personal information and disguised herself as a roaming burglar. She succeeded repeatedly and retrieved footage from the surveillance camera centered on the new clinic. The footage was primarily focused on foreigners. The FBI did not have the freedom of liberalism, and its composition was still mainly white. In Winnet's opinion, those Japanese who joined were either too brainwashed or their lives, studies, and blood were tied to the FBI. The Japanese police were not interested in the FBI.

Not to mention the Army of Justice, even a shady boy like Bourbon looks down on the FBI, which is more invasive than the American cockroach, and the CIA, which is no different from a spy.

She wasn't interested in the legitimacy of it, and the results of the investigation surprised her.

She is the woman who used to be with Akai Shuichi.

A member of the FBI.

The fact that she could find it so easily shows that Vermouth had known this for a long time. When Vermouth stole the police station files, she probably also deliberately disclosed them to the FBI and used the files to mislead them. In this way, their attention would be completely focused on "Niide Tomoaki" and wait for her to take action.

"It's really her style," Winette almost understood Vermouth's routine. It was like a Russian nesting doll, making the other party think that she was unaware. In fact, while playing the role of Aida Tomoaki, Vermouth had already begun to try to infiltrate the FBI team, using her bold "Thousand Faces Witch" mode. Now the underwear of the FBI's contact information has been seen through by her, and her superb fake voice skills as an actor can naturally deceive anyone.

It’s possible that she is playing the role of the FBI woman, which is an insulting irony.

After she roughly understood Belmode's idea, she felt relieved. She only needed to do some backup work in case there were other people waiting behind her.

This kind of work was very familiar to her. She scouted the area of ​​possible conflict in advance and selected a good sniper point. Then she set up her newly acquired AWM sniper rifle and did the support work. The range was chosen to be around 700 yards. Adding distance would greatly affect the accuracy, because this was not a sniper rifle test. The terrain, altitude, and wind direction had a great impact, especially for long-distance elevation shooting. The curvature needed to be calculated based on experience, and it was very difficult to correct it with the naked eye. Winnett predicted that her maximum distance would be around yards, but it was difficult to hit accurately.

Well, you don’t need such a long distance to hit someone.

She heard that Shuichi Akai was also good at sniping, but felt that was an exaggeration.

In Gin's eyes, Cohen and Chianti are already top-notch players, and they train at the shooting range every day.

Being able to maintain a stable memory and control the accuracy of a 600-yard range is already an extremely good shooter. Assassination is not about distance but accuracy. The so-called extreme range is only good on the surface. To hit a target over a thousand yards, either the target is large enough or the shooter is lucky enough. Winette has an accurate understanding of her own unusualness. Her perception of balance, accuracy and wind speed is different from that of ordinary people. Perhaps God wanted to take away her eyesight, but she made a deal with the devil.

A talent that is hard to replicate.

She still lacks some experience. Winnett heard from Gin that a new training room was being built, and she could go there to train, and it was a training ground that could simulate height and wind speed.

Miss Winnett couldn't help but sigh that technology was advancing visibly.

But there is something more important now.

Winette attended Mingmei's sewing class and made a banner to support Ai. One had a pure idea, the other had an impure one, but both of them worked very hard. For the performance, for Ai, and for fun. They sneaked into the crowd early in the morning. Most of them were the children's parents and relatives. The mothers had a more mature makeup, so they still looked quite eye-catching, but Xiaolan and Sonoko also came. The former was for Conan, and the latter said she was accompanying Xiaolan, but she brought a Polaroid camera with her, which was quite impressive to "record the moment when the little kid made a fool of himself."

……

468 Xiaoai's fans

"Miss Winnet, what are you holding?"

Xiaolan and Sonoko looked over curiously, while Kogoro stayed alone in a shady corner.

"Hehe, I'll let you guys see it, clang clang!"

She spread out the postmodern art banners she made and showed them to the two of them, with Ai's name written in artistic words on them. Miss Winnett began to describe her abstract understanding of art, saying that Ai was a star within reach in this innocent sky, the Noah's Ark in her Genesis, and a model of a beautiful angel. The image of the angel on the rope in the miracle play floated in her loving heart, and she decided to use paintings to express her feelings and convey them.

Unexpected moves cannot win the day.

Her beautiful wishes could not help the two girls understand. In their eyes, the sky was a strange black and dark blue in a hazy orange glow, the ark was the deep blue below, and the floating river was a colorful ribbon. These ribbons were wrapped with characters that symbolized their names.

The color of the name is a bit like plaster, which corresponds to the gray color.

It’s not that the colorful flags are ugly, but they give people a particularly heavy feeling.

They each glanced at Winnett, who was immersed in her painting.

Then look at each other.

Well, it's heavy.

"Haha, Miss Winnet really likes Ai. I didn't put in any effort this time. But, that, I feel that this is a bit too exaggerated and may make the child shy."

Xiaolan reminded Miss Winnet tactfully, but Miss Winnet didn't listen.

In her eyes, Xiao Ai is not a child, so what is there to be shy about?

Ms. Winnett uses scientific and reasonable empathy to think that if Ai supports her in this way, she will be grateful. As a relationship of deep love, this is just a common phenomenon.

She was sure.

"It's okay, Xiaolan." Winnett said, "Little boys are mostly not interested in support. You can buy him the latest detective novel, and he will definitely jump for joy."

Xiaolan responded absentmindedly. But Miss Winnet, who was immersed in her own world, didn't notice it at all. She vaguely felt that Xiaoai would look at her shyly.

Xiaolan and Sonoko exchanged glances: "No, there's no hope at all." Sonoko responded with understanding. But her thinking was not quite the same as that of vulgar people. Instead, she thought that Winnet, who was so concerned about this, was very cute. She had searched across time and space for the true meaning of contrast cuteness, and took the initiative to persuade Winnet, saying: "If you want to take pictures, leave it to me. I will take pictures of all the best performances of that girl."

"Garden!"

"Miss Winnet!"

The friendship between the two was sublimated in an instant. Both sides had a warm hug of friendship. Winnett praised Sonoko for being thoughtful. She was a little afraid of leaving photos, so she didn't bring a camera. However, the biggest threat now, Vermouth, has surrendered. Vodka and other young people don't know what Ai looked like when she was a child. As for Gin... Haha, face blindness is not enough to describe him. The only difference between people is the distinction between prey and not. Winnett suspected that Kudo Shinichi performed a sacred resurrection in front of him, but he couldn't recognize it.

So, if you are a little brave, it should be okay to leave some photos. Miss Winnet deceived herself and decided to learn skills from a man who sang very hard, setting a self-destruct device. As long as someone other than her wanted to get these photos, the flames would be faster than his hand.

Sonoko said she was not well prepared and should have brought a SLR camera. In order to get close to a handsome guy who liked photography, the eldest daughter of the Suzuki Group impulsively bought a set of configurations, but because of the level and the trouble of operation, she finally switched back to Polaroid.

Winnet felt her kindness.

After joining up with Professor Agasa, Winnet went to grab a seat near the front row, like a fanatical supporter of an election. Mingmei came over with a drink, and the two of them sat apart, intending to pull up the banner that Winnet had carefully prepared. Xiaolan in the middle was on pins and needles. She was afraid that the somewhat cold-hearted Xiaoai would leave in anger. Children are often very delicate in their minds, and too much is not a good thing. But Winnet was dressed neatly, smiling and discussing the repertoire, looking forward to it wholeheartedly, so she couldn't bear to say anything to spoil the mood.

A poster with the words "Teitan Elementary School Drama Performance" was posted on the side of the stage.

Although the Junior Detective Team often gets into trouble, they still firmly occupy the "first echelon" in the class. The protagonists of this play are them, and the background is carefully designed. Bookcases, wardrobes, shoe cabinets, potted plants and framed pictures are all complete. In addition to their distinctive costumes, other children who cooperated wore uniforms like patrolmen.

The theme of the play changed from Kamen Rider to Police Story. Ai played a policewoman, so she wore a cool brown women's work outfit, but the socks on her legs retained her childish cuteness. At the beginning of the performance, the police chief played by Mitsuhiko and the detective Conan gradually analyzed the clues from the scene, and Ai reminded them of the key points from time to time.

After seeing the father played by Yuan Tai, Yuanzi couldn't help but laugh:

"He looks like Inspector Megure."

"Ah, that's true. But Officer Megure never takes off his hat, and I don't know what hairstyle he has."

"I think the possibility of him being bald is higher."

The whole day was filled with talk. Xiaolan had no idea what to do with this outspoken best friend.

When it was Xiao Ai's turn to recite the words, Winette and Mingmei raised the flag and waved it. This painting with an indescribable artistic atmosphere attracted a lot of people's attention. Xiao Ai on the stage also saw it, and suddenly became a little gritted during the performance. The detective with a sad face also twitched his mouth when he saw it.

However, the mature Xiao Ai's anger came and went quickly, and she soon discovered that it was Mingmei who instigated Winnet to do it, probably as revenge for her last time when she confronted her immature sister.

There are two idiots in the audience who are more childish than little kids.

Ha, what a trouble!

Xiao Ai sighed and ignored the postmodernist abstract painting below. No wonder Winnett's painting was regarded as a negative example. Rather than cheering, it was more like a parade flag that appeared with a satirical cartoon. It was eye-catching enough, but very weird.

The shaking made her dizzy.

Fortunately, she didn't have many scenes this time. With the assistance of the detective, Sheriff Mitsuhiko successfully proved that his daughter (played by Ayumi) killed her father (played by Genta).

"This is a tragedy caused by the deviant relationship between father and daughter!" Mitsuhiko concluded.

congratulations.

Sonoko showed Winnett the Polaroid photos she had taken: "How's my technique?"

"Perfect!"

Although the clarity was greatly reduced by her eyesight, Miss Winnett still held the photo of Xiao Ai in her professional attire tightly. Then she stuffed it into her pocket with a guilty conscience, as if it was some kind of transaction, and asked Yuanzi if she had any better ones.

She decided!

SLR camera, please wait for me at the convenience store, here I come!

……

469 Interrupt Spellcasting

Being scolded by Xiao Ai.

Miss Winnet suddenly realized her mistake and then became depressed, the kind that could not be comforted, but the sandwiched white chocolate that Xiao Ai fed herself was an exception, and lost herself in the sound of "forgiveness". Mingmei followed and sat on the sofa with her head down. At this time, the difference in treatment was revealed. Her sister was only slightly glared at, and she ran to prepare dinner with a wry smile.

It's different treatment!

Miss Winnet felt very aggrieved. She curled up on the sofa, pretending to be frustrated in life. This posture - Xiao Ai was very familiar with it - was actually Winnet's way of wanting to be pampered, which was equivalent to a defense mode. Psychological treatment could not make her change. Xiao Ai understood why she resisted, because that approach would only dig out the darkness she was hiding. Xiao Ai took the pillow and stuffed it between Winnet's cheek and the backrest, then crossed her arms and pretended to say casually: "The doctor said that we will go camping with those kids this weekend."

no response.

"I'll go as well."

no response.

"I really don't know how Dr. Agasa has grown up and still hasn't learned how to cook."

no response.

"Well, will you come with me?"

"I am willing!"

Miss Winnett turned the tables and appointed Ai as her lover, and took on the task of being a cook. Anyway, there were only two people who could be used at that time, she and Ai, so cooking together was also a kind of date, right? Well, to be precise, it was part of married life.

Love needs to be nurtured with perseverance, and with a nurturing mindset, Winette quickly agreed to do it.

After a brief discussion, they decided to have a meal at Dr. Agasa's house and discuss what they needed to prepare for camping. Unfortunately, it was autumn now, and although the sky was high and the air was fresh, it was not the right season for hunting and skiing. After a while of discussion during the meal, nothing was finalized except the time. Winette wanted to ask Mingmei for advice, but the cunning older woman refused to participate. She smiled and said, "You two should just relax. I plan to go to the TWO-MIX concert this weekend."

Winnett had also heard of this name. It was a very popular music group recently.

She naturally agreed that Mingmei pursue her own interests and hobbies, and agreed that the three of them would go to a performance together next time to be influenced by music. Although she only studied hymns, was not used to listening to pop music, and had no impression of pop groups, at least she knew the Beatles - the node connecting the world.

After helping to clean up the kitchen, Winnett refused to leave. When cleaning the dishes, Xiao Ai brushed her hand several times while Winnett was taking the dishes. When the cleaning was over, it could almost be regarded as a teasing. She kissed Winnett's cheek arrogantly, boldly put her hands around the back of her neck, and whispered in her ear with her lips. She stood on the stool, which made her look a little funny, but the laziness floated on her usually lack of vitality. There was a kind of dependence, and the misty eyes were as peaceful as the weight of the whole body.

"Don't do that." Winette said this against her will, but she actually enjoyed this kind of intimacy. She leaned sideways without hesitation, put her arm around Xiao Ai's waist, and picked her up. At this time, the little girl did not feel uncomfortable being treated as a child as usual, but just stared into the pair of unclear turbid eyes, and then fell on the sofa in her arms.

"Maybe it's just like addictive drugs. People always want to experience things they like and feel comfortable with again." Xiao Ai closed her eyes and sighed, "But with this attitude, I don't even have a ticket to enter."

"Well, I don't care."

Winnett was originally resistant to such behavior, and could not enjoy it calmly. For her, it was dispensable. The body was just a carrier of the soul, and spiritual closeness made her more happy. Especially when there was a comparison object, after all, a certain elementary school detective and his childhood sweetheart seemed to be drifting away.

"But I am very selfish. Seeing how cute you are, I want to mess you up."

Xiao Ai had a teasing smile on her lips. Winnet was used to her jokes and didn't take it seriously, because she knew Shirley's gentleness very well. Even if she acted cruel, it was just for show. Winnet sat over and Xiao Ai also sat up, with an aggressive look in her eyes, as if she wanted to put her little hand under her snow-white neck. She did so, but there was no resistance from Winnet. Before she could touch the firm and petite perfection, the doorbell suddenly rang.

Dr. Agasa was still searching for his camping gear in the warehouse. Because he had forgotten to bring his tent before, he said he would prepare it in advance and put it in the trunk. Therefore, there would only be other people outside the door.

Xiao Ai pulled her hand back, stood up and walked to the door.

Winette was a little flustered as she sorted out her clothes, but it didn't matter, so she prepared drinks like Mingmei was entertaining guests. By the way, Mingmei had gone back to sleep, and although she had been creating opportunities for them to be alone, the progress was still stagnant - it had long been stagnant at the limit.

Occasionally separating like this actually adds a lot of freshness.

But when the guest came in, Ai and Winnet, who was holding the cup, were surprised that it was Xiaolan and Conan. It turned out that the bathroom of the Maori Detective Agency was out of order, and they both wanted to take a shower, so they came to Dr. Agasa to borrow the bathroom. Winnet thought that this was instigated by Conan, otherwise it would be more appropriate for Xiaolan, a girl, to borrow it from her house. But she happened to be here. Replaced one of the cups with one for Kudo Shinichi, and poured a cup of hot cocoa for Xiaolan.

"Thank you."

Xiaolan thanked him while packing the clothes she brought. Conan, like an unrelated person, sat in front of the "bar" in the doctor's house with his cheeks propped up. Xiaoai was a little bored because her interest was interrupted. She glanced at them and asked, "Aren't you going to wash together?"

Xiaolan shook her shoulders and said hesitantly:

"It's better to separate them. This is not good for the children's education, right, Ai?"

Ai was a little surprised to hear that Xiaolan cared so much. After all, in Japanese families, it is common for older sisters to take a bath with children who have just entered elementary school. Even if they are not related by blood and do not like to do so, they should not act so exaggeratedly. Is she doubting Kudo's identity? Last time, Winette was clearly in the same frame with Edogawa as Kudo Shinichi. What's the problem?

"I don't know. I always wash with Winnett." Xiao Ai said, "I also wipe her back and help her wash the troublesome parts. Because her eyesight is not very good."

Conan stood aside with a frozen face.

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