Ms. Moriarty wants to save Beika Town today too.

"Don't be so nervous," Winnett called out, "Did Jean ask you to come?"

"I can't tell you that." Zhu Fu Jingguang said firmly, because he didn't know any information about the mysterious organization at all, only a vague outline.

However, this sounded like a normal answer to Winette. It was normal to succumb to Gin's power. Even Shirley from their family was afraid of the sneering man. Ireland hated him verbally, but if they really met, he would still coil like a snake.

Resisting him is equivalent to defying the boss's intentions, which is almost equivalent to being labeled as a "betrayer". In addition, direct defiance does not necessarily mean that Gin will be a match for you.

Miss Winnet also wanted to be a little more obedient and avoid bringing bad luck to him.

"Okay, what should I call you?" Winette asked. "Shochu, sake, Japanese whiskey?"

She took a look at Zhu Fu Jingguang's appearance. He did not have any other bloodline at all. He was probably a complete Yamato, but there might be Koreans mixed in with the Japanese.

But do Koreans have their own wine?

Zhu Fu Jingguang was a little nervous for a moment. If the name of the wine he called out was the same as that of others, he would be in danger.

"I see," Miss Winnett made a gun flower, "You don't have a code name yet, right? It's really hard to work under Qin."

"The mission has come to an end," Zhu Fu Jingguang thought quickly and said, "I will help you finish it."

"I don't think it's necessary," Winette said, because Pittman was obviously a scapegoat. The truck was carrying either mud or sand, and it was impossible to start the fire.

Zhu Fu Jingguang quickly understood what Winnett meant, but he didn't know what to do next. Although waiting for the other party to leave safely was a good idea, if he could get in touch with this mysterious organization, he could provide information to the Security Bureau.

"Actually, I don't know who the Qin you are talking about is," Zhu Fujingguang confessed. After the conversation, he thought that there was a possibility of negotiation with the terrifying killer in front of him.

What's more, the other party has already put down his gun.

"I have a grudge against the fallen man, and that's why I joined the Mud Society. The moment I saw you, I was trembling with fear. To be honest, I was just thinking about how to survive... But I still want to eliminate this damn gang. I can tell you the whereabouts of that woman Evelina, as long as you are willing to spare my life."

What's the use of her wanting to know the whereabouts of that woman?

Miss Winnett didn't expect things to turn out like this. She mentioned Qin's code name in front of this person, which to some extent leaked the organization's information. From this point of view alone, killing her directly to silence her was the right choice.

but……

"Are you Japanese?" Winnet asked in Japanese.

"Yes," Zhu Fushiki answered quickly. He had heard that the other party was a woman and hoped that she would not be so cruel. "My name is Aizawa Shinichi."

As he said this, he threw away the passport he was carrying.

Winnett took the passport and stroked it. It felt quite thick and was made with great care. There was a pattern of Japan and blooming flowers on the title page.

She opened the passport and took a look. It showed the man's headshot. The man didn't have a beard and his face looked younger. Judging from the dirt inside, this passport must have been issued two or three years ago. It was probably not a fake.

Winnett thought that she and Shirley were about to set off for Japan, so keeping this guy might be useful, but his behavior was really suspicious, especially his mentality, which was a little too good. Even though he showed real resentment, she always felt something was wrong, because he did not show the joy of revenge. If he could be a little more crazy, she would probably believe him more.

With a skeptical attitude, although Winnet did not shoot the other party on the spot, she remained on guard.

In fact, cadres with wine names can promote grassroots personnel, but not many people will do so. They are mainly those who are responsible for providing funds and planning actions within the organization.

The former focuses on cultivating economic and political insiders, while the latter focuses on developing downlines and assisting in the execution of tasks.

Both of them may be given code names if they perform well.

But she was just a newcomer and was not valued by the boss, so recruiting him was not a good choice.

When we get to Japan, won’t the Japanese give us as much as they want?

Sure enough, it collapsed after one shot.

……

077 BOSS's Instructions

"Okay," Winnett threw the passport back to the other person, but she had already made up her mind to kill him. "This is not a good place to talk. Let's go east. I'll be behind you."

There was no way she could turn her back to this man whose identity was still unclear. The reason she was saved was because he mentioned Evelina.

Although Winnett had no interest in that woman, since he said he knew her whereabouts, it meant that they had communicated by phone. If his goal was really to get rid of Suhara Kazuki, then it was normal for him to leak Suhara Kazuki's plan to Evelina.

After Qiyuan Hexi's death, Evelina will hand over the real goods to him, and the Nisan Conference will have to acknowledge that this man is the new successor.

His status will rise, and Evelina will also be able to get the support of the Ni Canhui and find a way out.

Winnett thought this was the most reasonable inference, so the man in front of her could betray Evelina without hesitation, intending to get her forgiveness. But she was not the type to easily admit a deal, and after getting the information out, this Japanese man was naturally useless. Without the deal with Evelina, he would no longer have any value in the meeting.

Although she doesn't mind having a two-faced partner, the prerequisite is that this person must have sufficient value and ability.

So far, she felt that the other party had no outstanding characteristics other than being calm.

"Where should we go next?" Zhu Fu Jingguang asked nervously, "There's a wheat field ahead."

"Let's go through," Winnett replied.

She heard the movement of vehicles, but that couldn't be Ireland. It was either someone from Ebelius or some unexpected visitor - the Mud Gathering Society, ready to fight to the death, had already gathered all its men here.

Zhu Fujingguang felt his feet were cold. Taking this hidden road, the FBI would have no chance of finding him. In the end, they would only find an empty truck and a group of corpses.

"Don't even think about running away," Winnett said. "My gun is pointed at your chest. Of course, you can try. I don't mind playing a game of chase with you."

She does not rely on her eyesight; as long as she hears the sound of friction with plants, she can quickly grasp the other party's direction.

The mask on her cheeks hides her key weakness - her visual impairment.

Winnett remembered the directions and roads. Her sharpness lay in her ability to accurately simulate a rough map in her mind. Ji Luxi had also specially trained her in this aspect. She knew the approximate locations of the factories by heart, and marked the border with the jungle with a dagger.

About twenty minutes later, she brought Zhu Fu Jingguang to Ireland's car.

"You didn't bring your phone," Ireland walked out of the bushes, "Thank God you're okay. From the looks of you, you should have completed your mission. Who is this man? You actually brought him back alive."

"He's begging me for mercy," said Winnett, who was not going to be vulgar until her sincerity and virtue were broken. "A poor fellow, he killed the leader of the Mud Society, and he also contacted Evelina and begged for information about that woman in exchange for his life."

"From what you said, he is not a waste." Ireland glanced at Zhu Fu Jingguang.

Since his teacher Pisco was Japanese, he did not look down on the thin man in front of him, but just asked Zhu Fujingguang to hand over his weapon.

"I'll let you sit in the back seat later, so you'd better behave yourself." Winnet warned coldly.

She had no kindness towards these guys who were walking on the edge of violence and crime, especially when they were in different camps. Miss Winnet looked at everyone as if they were insects that had committed original sin.

She found her cell phone in the car in Ireland. There was a new prompt on the mailbox icon. She opened it and saw that the sending address was unfamiliar to her.

There is only one commanding sentence:

Assisted Evelina in taking over Abelius.

How could Miss Winnet not understand? This was clearly a call from the boss, which was equivalent to the boss personally giving requirements to employees.

Although Miss Winnett doesn't like high-intensity work with a lack of holidays, as long as she can handle this matter well, she might be able to be on equal footing with Gin. At that time, she won't need to care about other people's faces. If she wants to find Shirley, just find Shirley, recruit a few subordinates, and push all the small tasks to them.

She can just slack off!

Beautiful!

After seeing the content, Miss Winnet understood.

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914 The Thirty-year-old Kirin

The organization took in Evelina, intending to support her to become the leader of Abelius and then provide convenience for the organization.

Judging from the organization's requirements for talent, the BOSS probably doesn't bother to investigate members' interpersonal relationships and power. It is enough as long as they are guaranteed to serve the organization and have no intention of betraying it. Otherwise, they will be purged by other members.

Although such a structure did not have many disadvantages, she felt that it would make it easier for spies to infiltrate, but the connections between members were not close, and the intelligence that the spies could obtain was extremely limited.

Official members who are not valued will not have the right to talk directly with the BOSS, and the most they can know is the content of the current task.

It's not bad to use a spy with outstanding abilities carefully trained by the enemy to work for the organization.

She felt that the boss was worthy of being the boss, and he had a lot of tricks to control his subordinates.

Winnett gave up the idea of ​​killing Zhu Fujingguang. He was still useful in the Nican Conference.

"Okay, relax, you are safe now. As long as you cooperate with us, your previous deception will be forgiven." Winette put away the gun and let Zhu Fu Jingguang sit on the other side of the back seat.

"I want to be guaranteed safety before I tell you the news about Evelina." Zhu Fujingguang was still uneasy.

"I understand your idea," Winnett whispered, "but there is no need for that. Evelina has become ours. You just need to do things as before, contact the people who are attending the meeting, and find a way to make the deal happen."

"As for the funds that were robbed from the Mud Ginseng Club, we will return them to you. You can make up a story, such as saying that you robbed the funds from a terrifying and chaotic dark empire? Just kidding. Anyway, you have no other way out now except to cooperate with us and join us."

Winnett knew that even if the man in front of him had ulterior motives, he could only act according to the organization's requirements, otherwise he would be killed by the organization's killers.

Well, let’s leave the task of cleaning up the traitors to Gin Bar.

Miss Winnett is injured in the war, so it's not too much to ask for a vacation? It's not too much to extend the responsibility of taking care of Shirley, right?

Zhu Fu Jingguang heard this and knew that this was a good opportunity to get in touch with the mysterious organization. He was silent for a moment and replied, "I will cooperate."

"Now tell us where Evelina is," Winnet said.

"I need to contact her," explained Zhu Fu Jingguang, "and then we will determine a meeting place."

"It's no longer necessary," Ireland, who was driving, interrupted, "I received a call. Gin's subordinates have established contact with Evelina. She is hiding in an underground casino."

Miss Winnett said quickly, "I don't want to meet that charming woman. I'm going back tonight. She must be planning something bad. Contact me if you need anything."

……

078 Shirley: Shameless

Winnet got off the bus at the same place as before, and it was already late at night when she returned to the attic. She walked quietly to the attic, just like a sneak mission, but it was impossible to open the door without making any noise, so she tried her best to correct her posture that would make noise.

When I walked into the room, the lights were off, but the windows were not closed.

Winnett didn't think Shirley would be so careless. The only answer was that Shirley had tried to spy on her returning figure through this window two hours or less ago because she described it as "very quickly".

As Sister Alyssa said, all girls are sensitive. They always pay attention to details and think too much. Temperature, humidity, dirt, and thoughts after speculation need to be cared for like a bottle of red wine.

Giving up on moistening her dry throat, Winette walked to the bedside, only to find Shirley lying on her bed, breathing softly.

The feeling that Shirley brought to her when she fell asleep changed again, as if the defenseless and curled up Shirley in the dream was the real Shirley, and every corner of her body exuded a sense of naturalness.

Perhaps nature is one of the essences, but also false, she thought.

Without any pressure, one can feel the true freedom and nature. On the contrary, it is a good choice to gather oneself into a hedgehog, package oneself into a ferocious carnivorous creature, and then wear a sword at the waist. But Shirley has been disarmed by the organization. Her pretended harshness cannot bring down any member. The disguise she made did not cover up anything, but exposed the fact that she was empty inside.

She stood beside the bed, unable to help but think about the things she didn't want to think about. After she stood there for about ten seconds, Shirley's breathing suddenly changed in her sleep. She sat up in panic and looked at her with the eyes of a terrible enemy.

Shirley's frightened expression lasted only a moment. After confirming by the moonlight that the person in front of her was Winnett, she took a long, deep breath.

Shirley jumped off the bed, grabbed Winnett by the front of her coat, and said with her lips pressed together, "Do you want to be beaten for doing such a prank in the middle of the night?"

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Winette didn't expect that Shirley could actually sense her presence. Logically, she made almost no sound and even breathed as quietly as possible, so a sleeping person shouldn't be able to detect it. This might mean that Shirley's sleep quality was not high and she was very worried.

"I'm sorry, because..."

Winnet gave an embarrassed smile and pointed her finger at the bed.

Shirley glanced back and realized what was going on. She felt sorry for herself for being so stupid and tired that she fell asleep on it, so she let go of Winnet and clapped her hands as if she had touched something dirty.

"Didn't you say you would be back soon?" Shirley changed the subject again. "If you can't do it, don't say that casually."

She looked over Winnet's body. There seemed to be no new wounds, but there was a faint smell of blood in the air. Having taken medical courses, Shirley was very sensitive to this.

"Well, although I received the call, the mission started much later than I expected. I tried my best to finish the operation within fifteen minutes, but I accidentally dragged it until so late. I'm very sorry for not fulfilling my promise. I am willing to accept the punishment!"

Hearing Winnet's words, Shirley blinked her eyes in dissatisfaction, "Punish you? I'm not God, how can I be qualified to do that? Even the killer Abby in the organization is not someone a mere researcher like me can order around."

Shirley said those harsh words calmly, but Winette felt that she had no other options. She couldn't just pinch Shirley's neck and warn her not to be angry anymore.

Just wait quietly for a while.

In this situation, Winette understood her own carelessness. She was not yet very meticulous in empathy. Perhaps she could accurately capture the buzzing of insects and the singing of birds in the distance in silence, but she could not grasp Shirley's voice.

Shirley sniffed, "Clean yourself up and get some good sleep. I don't think now is a good time to talk."

Winette could also clearly smell the smell of blood. She did not refuse. She went to the bathroom, changed her clothes, and wiped herself as usual. When she walked out the door, the lights in the living room came on, and Shirley was yawning and fiddling with the kitchen.

Winette walked out of the bathroom naked. She wanted to lie down and sleep directly, but when she saw Shirley's actions, she turned back to the living room.

Shirley turned her head when she heard the noise and then pressed her temple. She didn't know what to say. Not wearing clothes in the house was the right of people who lived alone. In her impression, pastors were also the most conservative people.

She felt her breath catch, and then she turned to Winnet with a sullen, unforgiving look and said in a shrill voice:

"You slutty fellow, didn't you see the bath towels I bought?"

"Bath towel..." Winnett thought about it. There seemed to be cloth hanging on the wall. "But that's what you use, Shirley. You won't mind, right?"