Ms. Moriarty wants to save Beika Town today too.

So the two agreed on a time. Winette thought of her driver at this time, but there was no need to go to such trouble. She slipped into the women's clothing store in the Beihua Central Building, pretending to be a man buying clothes for his girlfriend. Although her image was a bit suspicious, the money was innocent, and she got the recommended suit as she wished. After putting it in the bag, she found a bathroom to change clothes, but the clothes recommended as a gift were a little gorgeous. Half of the shoulders were open outside, and the skirt was also a slim fit. Although it did not highlight her thinness, it was not sexy at all.

In the back seat of Dr. Agasa, Ai continued to count the seconds with her watch. She asked the doctor to wait outside for a while, and soon Winnett came in as if she was going to a party. Dr. Agasa praised Winnett for her outfit, and then said with a little surprise:

"Are you guys going on a date, at this time?"

His expression seemed to say that Xiao Ai should just tell him directly, he is not a conservative old man. Compared with Shinichi, taking Xiaolan to a western restaurant for dinner at this time, two adults going out is nothing.

In his opinion, Ai is still a little better than Shinichi.

It is reflected in the maturity of attitude.

Xiao Ai held down the back seat with one hand, sitting with her body slightly tilted, her eyes looking at Winnett.

"Maybe he's dating someone else behind my back... We just happened to meet, haha, weird, right?"

Although she said this to the doctor, Miss Winnet was still a little nervous. She did have dinner with Mizunashi Reina when she came here, which could be called a date if it was not strictly defined. Seeing that Xiao Ai did not insist on this matter, she breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

Although there was no accusation in this regard, Xiao Ai still implicitly expressed that she did not like her to live a life of debauchery, nor did she like her to go to such restaurants and nightclubs, unless they went alone. She mentioned that the corruption of money was terrible, because she had seen such people in real life. When she lived in the United States, she saw young people who inherited a large amount of inheritance, holding parties day and night, either dancing or lying in an easy chair in velvet pajamas, smoking Turkish cigarettes or hemp leaves.

But this worry is unnecessary.

There is one thing about Miss Winnett's mentality that always stands on the side of young people - eating, eating, eating.

She is still the country girl she used to be. She came to those places mentioned by Xiao Ai, but most of them harmed people. Neon lights floated in the long river of death, and rock and jazz covered the footsteps of the god of death. Ever since she found out that the prosperous places were the birthplaces of evil, Winnett always believed that they were the hiding places of the devil.

“What if we start now?”

"Then go home and date."

Xiao Ai kicked Winnet's knee, as if to express her dissatisfaction with being startled earlier.

Winnett also noticed that Xiao Ai was very tired. Pretending to be someone else was indeed a very laborious task, just like switching the air conditioner mode, which consumed more energy. She patted her thigh and wanted to give the girl a warm pillow, but was rejected by Too embarrassed. However, Xiao Ai raised her left arm, got under her armpit, and leaned her head on the side of her chest.

And sniffed.

"Well, there is no smell." Xiao Ai said OK softly.

After she said this, Winnet also began to pay attention to hygiene, and was glad that she didn't have a body with developed sweat glands. Xiao Ai explained that her ancestors lived in cold areas, but what was enviable was that they were a rare mutation - a combination of the advantages of various races.

Ai also grabbed a handful of her hair, as if the color gave her a feeling of warm fur. She had a peaceful expression and took a nap on Winnett. When she woke up, Dr. Agasa had already driven the car to the door of her house.

At this time, she said to Winnet:

"I slept so comfortably that I'm not sleepy anymore. I think we should postpone the so-called date to another day. Originally, I was going to collect data today, so I'll take this opportunity to sort it out. During the holidays, we can have some fun... well, have some fun."

……

510 General

Winette said goodbye to Ai. Thinking of how Ai looked in class, she felt that she was boring in such an environment. Although the lively children extended their hands to her, she could not regard them as equals to herself.

She strolled back to the house, thinking about the situation in the hotel. She thought that Xiaolan was not aware of Kudo Shinichi's plan, and even got used to his sudden disappearance. But why should she endure such disappointment? At this time, Xiaoai's gentle eyes flashed in front of her. In the bedroom, she was also thinking about her appearance; the next day, Mingmei invited her to take a walk.

“Well, you can see it at this time.”

Seeing Xiao Ai carrying her schoolbag to school, as a sister, she was actually excited about this little thing. Did she lack this kind of time in the past?

"Maybe you have been discovered. Her intuition is very accurate."

"I think I hid it pretty well."

Mingmei is particularly confident in playing hide-and-seek.

"Well, not bad."

Winnett's hiding and tracking skills were considered excellent by laymen, but the way they were clinging to the wall was suspicious.

Seeing Winnet's hesitation, she asked:

"You disappeared for two whole days. Did you and Shiho plan something behind my back?"

Winnet shook her head. Mingmei's contact with the organization was obviously higher than that of Xiao Ai. Even at the grassroots level, she was not comparable to a semi-imprisoned scientist. So, she told her directly about the organization's recent actions. After listening, she lowered her head and said:

"I'm afraid they'll keep pestering Shiho."

This is not information that needs to be repeated. But what Mingmei meant was that even after a long time, Shiho Miyano was still a thorn in the organization's side, a scientist worth recycling. Winnett didn't think so. Compared with ability, the organization cared more about loyalty, so there was no option for re-entry; the researchers said they would abandon them, and even an old man like Pisco had no chance of exoneration. She still believed that concealing it forever was the best way; no matter how much the organization focused on Shirley, there was no such woman in the world, and as for ten years later... it was unknown whether the organization would exist at that time.

Winnet understands the speed of technological innovation. Criminal acts will become more and more difficult over time. The organization will inevitably transform underground and shrink in size. Based on the drug that Ai is researching, that person won't live long. By then, the organization will split. Rum wants to take the top position, Gin doesn't support him, and Vermouth becomes a centrist. Once it develops like that, it will be the best time to leave. Without that person's coordination, the organization will become a mess.

Who has the energy to punish her?

Aren’t you afraid of being bitten back?

Miss Winnet is very confident in her fangs. Foxes have well-developed molars, so chewing bones is no problem.

Once she goes into the dark, unless there is a large-scale manhunt or the opponent is of the same level as her, it is undoubtedly a pipe dream to eliminate her.

Just being able to compete with her is already an impossible thing. Look, now she is just like a cheating character in the game, no one can win, that's it!

At this time, she smiled faintly.

"Ah! The expression on Ai's face when she's carrying her backpack is more beautiful. Don't worry, I will blindfold the organization - it won't work if it plays dumb like me."

Mingmei burst out laughing at this.

She said Winnet used to speak in a dull tone, but now she is a bit glib. She asked her if this is also the quality of a member of the dark organization; seeing Mingmei can joke about the organization, Winnet was relieved and also joked, no, this is the quality of a top criminal. Of course, he is also a part-time killer.

"Want a drink?"

"You're not busy anymore, but you want to drink in the middle of the day."

Patting Winnett on the shoulder, Mingmei said she would get her drunk to get more information out of her. She had finished preparing for the teaching job and was just waiting for the documents to be issued. With the help of Clyde and the capital behind her, she had gotten everything except the permanent residence certificate. Besides, once she got married locally, she wouldn't have to worry about the last item. Winnett teased, who on earth were you going to marry? Mingmei was so angry that she said she would not leave until she got drunk.

However, those who have been drinking since the morning are obviously hopeless. And Miss Winnett is not interested in alcohol, and she promised Xiao Ai that she would not drink, but she was immediately hugged by Mingmei's neck. Mingmei whispered in a devilish tone:

"I'll keep it a secret from Shiho, and you're a little too obedient. That won't work in a relationship! Just keep it as a little secret between the two of us, and enjoy your single life today!"

But does Mingmei really have enough experience to say that? Winette is a little skeptical.

As for celebrating single life, that was probably an excuse some restless people came up with before getting married. It was too cruel to treat someone who didn't even have a lover. She couldn't resist Mingmei. Indeed, their lives didn't overlap much, so she just treated it as a way to communicate with her sister. Speaking of her sister, there was another troublesome guy.

Mingmei often receives postcards sent to her.

She and Mingmei cleaned up the house in the morning. Since Winnet was against daytime drinking, they drank tea, played cards, and played word puzzles at home. Mingmei was lively and creative, and she made a game of double six with strange rules. She also loved handmade products, and even robot assembly was in her pool of interests. Although she didn't want Winnet's money, the things that were regarded as wages were still given, so she bought some interesting things and decorations to enrich the house. Recently, she had the idea of ​​going out to work again. Although wearing a mask was a bit of a hassle, she felt that it was about time to re-enter society.

Winnett suggested that she should just start teaching.

Mingmei has worked in many jobs before, such as being a waiter in college, a kitchen helper in a restaurant, a clerk and a salesperson after graduation, and finally working as a bank clerk for a year.

At least on the surface she was still someone she hired.

Frankly speaking, she had no sense of reality about life. Life was just another way of describing the passage of time, the time she spent standing on her private stage, performing a one-man show, for no one to see, not even for herself. She didn't feel happy when she ate delicious food, and felt troubled when she was praised. Being with Mingmei seemed to have improved a little, but she was just following the rules. Once her movements or expressions stopped, it was like a hole in her soul, and she couldn't see the bottom, swallowing up everything.

As if there is only one thing in the world, no wonder people like to describe love as a disaster. And whether the description of love is accurate or not, Winnet is not sure.

"You were distracted. I win this time! I guess you were thinking about Shiho, right?"

Mingmei is in check at chess.

……

511 Drunk Mingmei

That night, Mingmei took her to a nearby izakaya to eat.

She wanted to call Xiao Ai, but Mingmei stopped her, saying that her sister would nag about time, environment and calorie intake. Winnet thought about it and realized that this was indeed the case. Xiao Ai liked delicate and light meals. Although she was not picky about food, she paid special attention to the nutritional composition.

The space of the izakaya is small, like a row of small spaces in front of a bar counter. People chat loudly and often talk to the elderly female owner. Mingmei said that she was not used to it at first, but there was a time when she and her friends were very poor, so they chose to have dinner in izakayas or ramen restaurants, and gradually they liked this atmosphere.

It’s important to experience it, she stressed.

Winette nodded in agreement. She was not averse to this place. It was just like the fly-in-the-wall restaurants in her memory. This place might be more formal. She repeatedly refused the devilish juice. Mingmei did not feel embarrassed and drank it herself. She ordered two servings and drank it by herself. In the end, her throat was tight and her face was red, as if she had painted rouge. The proprietress also advised Winette:

"A little beer won't make you drunk, little girl."

This is the principle. She insisted.

Since all the diners were chatting, she didn't mind telling stories, such as the story of a drunkard in a small town being converted by a priest, and finally composing a song for temperance. She also brought up the story of the old nun who guided her life, and the oath she took at the funeral to abide by the rules and regulations. Although only part of it was true, the older uncles still listened very seriously, probably because they were curious about the presence of foreigners in such a place.

Mingmei heard this and began to apologize, not knowing that she had sworn. A misunderstanding had formed, but Winnett did not intend to correct it. She did not like the dull feeling brought by alcohol. It would make her experience the only thing she did not want to experience - fear that was different from excitement. Mingmei whispered:

"How about you tell me what you couldn't say to Shiho? If you keep the same state, you will always get depressed. It's my turn to return the words you used to enlighten me to you two. Don't think about the meaning of my words. That's too tiring, isn't it?"

Winnet breathed a sigh of relief, but she didn't know what to say or where to start. She was like a friendly psychologist, her defenses were loosened, but it was still difficult to confide in Mingmei; how to explain something that was wrong from the beginning? Some past events came to her mind: It was also a night like this, she stood in front of a strange window, listening to the girl's breathing. The good old days made her open up. She didn't talk about herself, but only talked about Shirley's past and details, and also talked about the personalities of the organization members. No matter what kind of people they were, they were complicated people after all.

"Do you feel a little better?" Mingmei asked.

It seems so, Winette answered ambiguously. She must have found someone to share her emotions with. When she thought of Ai, the result became different. Mingmei would not judge her way. She was the best listener, not only listening, but also filling in some vague parts of her memory.

"I thought that everything in the world could be learned in a short time. But with her, it's hard to figure it out."

Could it be that it is really an angel descending to earth?

A warm light seemed to flash before Winnet's eyes, and she saw a paradise in the mortal world.

"Youth is really like that," Mingmei smiled, "because you like someone so much, you always think there's something mysterious about them."

After paying the bill and leaving, Mingmei dragged Winnet to a fast food restaurant. She was a little drunk and wanted to use the restroom, complaining that it was Winnet's fault for letting her drink a double portion alone. Winnet just ordered a set meal, and although the skewers in the izakaya were not bad, she was busy talking and didn't eat much.

She thought about what Mingmei said, maybe it was true. The first thing that came to mind was the idol mentality. Because there was no way to find sustenance in the universal world, part of the will was deified, but it could not be satisfied with the empty concepts, and finally found a tangible carrier; she sipped Coke and shook her head. Conceptualizing everything was just a waste of time. She only needed to be stupid and paranoid, and then move herself, and it was enough for "me" to "live". How great it would be if I could stay with Xiao Ai forever and ever! This is not difficult! She is becoming more and more like a human being, and I got her done. Cultivating a period of confidence, Winette waited for Mingmei, she held a hamburger in one hand and supported Mingmei with the other.

Mingmei became more sober after the cold wind outside. She told Winnett that she should treat others well and maintain normal interpersonal relationships. The postcards and letters sent home were piled up in her room. Mingmei didn't know the details and initially thought Winnett was being harassed by someone.

However, after learning that Winnet also has a sister, Mingmei's attitude changed quickly. Somehow, Mingmei attributed part of the problem to Winnet's lack of family love, and patted her chest to say that it was okay to treat her as a real sister. Now Xiao Ai made her feel relieved, so it didn't matter if she was at the back.

Winette said the same thing again, that she was not familiar with the man. After all, she had not done any identification, and could not even confirm 100% whether the other party was really related to her, after all, it was hard to say that they looked similar. In the end, she agreed to Mingmei and deal with it when she had time. To her surprise, Mingmei not only received a letter from Renata, but also from Vermouth, and it was sent directly under the name of the wine.

What a big heart.

This casual woman must be trying to throw the problem to her to worry about.

"When?"

"yesterday."

"So, what's the content?"

"I didn't peek."

"You can watch it! Besides, it will be more helpful to me if you watch it, and I can save some energy."

"Maybe I'll see your love letters."

Mingmei teased her. She was panting the whole time. Winnet felt that she was not completely sober. After all, Mingmei knew Xiaoai very well. Not to mention that they were very close to each other, Xiaoai would only use emails to pass on any news. Although there was a saying that writing letters was more romantic, Xiaoai now said that it was better to be practical than romantic, although she did not reject it.

Which one is better?

Miss Winnet's wooden head is immovable.

"Oh, I don't mind!"

"But I don't want to see it!" Mingmei snorted.

"why?"

In Winnet's opinion, Mingmei has always been very concerned about Ai and their previous relationship.

"Don't underestimate the resentment of single people!"

Mingmei pretended to be angry, but she laughed after she finished speaking. She patted Winnet on the shoulder and said:

"I'm not interested in that for now. But generally speaking, you don't want to show private letters to other people, right? You always seem slow in these subtle places. Maybe Shiho fell in love with this about you. I always feel a little worried. It's just like... the student I imagined."

“Isn’t that an elementary school student?”

"Haha, you're both elementary school students, don't you make a better match?"

He was actually drunk.

Winnet thought.

……

512 Routine

After returning home, Winette checked the postcard that Mingmei mentioned. The letter signed by "Vermouth" did not mention anything worth noting. She wished her a happy birthday, which was very strange. Because she did not have a birthday, if she could choose, she would choose the same day as Shirley.

She thought about it and thought that it was probably Renata who told Vermouth.

A day that even she herself didn't understand.

Although she had no interest in it, Winnet couldn't help thinking that the bleak autumn was indeed suitable for the day she was born, and the prime of life would slowly pass away and go to winter. Thinking that Shirley's birthday was December 1st, this inexplicable poetic feeling swayed even more strongly.