Ms. Moriarty wants to save Beika Town today too.

She opened the back door first and asked Shirley to get out of the car with a subtle courtesy, with a hint of sarcasm on her face.

After Winnett got out of the car, Vermouth closed the door. "This is a secret passage in the alley," she took out the key and unlocked the chain on the aluminum door. "You guys are so conspicuous if you go through the front door."

"Even Vermouth is here, is it that difficult?"

Vermouth led the silent Shirley and Winnet into the hut and opened the lid of what looked like a cellar, revealing an underground passage. "It's just about efficiency," Vermouth explained, "while mastering Ebelius, we can also drive a nail into the interior of the Mud Chamber and expand our drug delivery channels to support a little girl's research."

After listening to Vermouth's explanation, Winette realized that Shirley was more valued than she thought. A bunch of organization members gathered together just to ensure that Shirley had the materials to develop drugs. This made her wonder what kind of drugs Shirley was researching that made the organization go to such great lengths.

Winnet was somewhat relieved to hear the news.

This means that the organization cannot lose Shirley for the time being, as her value is immeasurable.

There were not many stairs in total, and the underground casino was not far from the ground. They walked through a tunnel wrapped in dim lights, and the atmosphere was dim. When Belmode opened a door, there was immediately a noisy sound, the collision of balls, the splashing of plastic blocks, and the rhythmic chatter of onlookers.

Winnet didn't know much about this kind of place, and fortunately they were just passing through, otherwise she felt that she might be driven crazy by the low humming sound of the strange machines.

The doctor had told her before that she had mild hyperacusis.

However, halfway through the walk, she discovered that that was not the worst. On a stage in the center, there were real thigh dancers performing a dance that made people blush and their hearts pound. She couldn't help but glance at Vermouth.

“Ah,” Vermouth laughed when she saw this, “If it’s just for you, it’s not impossible.”

Vermouth joked that even though such a dance was quite embarrassing, it was okay to dance it in front of a little girl. With her years of experience as a star, such a dance would not be difficult for her.

Of course, this wasn't something she really wanted to do, but teasing her Dark Angel once in a while was a nice spice.

Winnett felt like she was being targeted by Shirley, so she shook her head and said in a serious tone, "You're making fun of me again, and that's unclean!"

Vermouth smiled and denied it. According to the teachings of the Bible, no one can escape judgment.

She took a mask from the wall and placed it on Winnet's face, with a look of surprise as she tried to repeat the process on Shirley's cheek.

Shirley was already wearing a mask, a mask that didn't fit in with the style of the place, like a mask that had been graffitied on by a child.

Zigzag red scribble.

"Your preferences are very special, girl," said Vermouth.

"Masks are like art. They don't reflect the specific characteristics of the person who wears them," Shirley said. "You are free to choose whichever one you want. There is no difference between high and low."

"It's a bit surreal." Vermouth complained.

Miss Winnett decided not to say anything extra, so as not to prevent the collapse of her established personality. It was difficult for her to be as boring as Ji Luxi, but the feeling of being cold and detached from the self was familiar to her, and she could reproduce it without any acting talent.

Even though what she behaved like was very different from how she behaved when she was with Vermouth, the other party didn't seem to be suspicious at all.

She didn't know that the key reason why Vermouth didn't become suspicious was that what Vermouth learned from Bridge was that she was a dark angel lurking in the bright sunshine - falling into darkness was the moment of awakening.

Vermouth led them to a room that looked like a lounge, but was rougher.

Winnet was sure that it was not for guests and it smelled like death.

Vermouth opened another door, and a distinct smell of blood came from inside.

A small room with a dark green refrigerator, a white tile counter, an oil-spattered electric stove, a rusty faucet, and a red and white lacquered cloth.

No, Winette noticed, it wasn't red and white.

The lacquer cloth was divided in the middle by strips of dried blood.

"Jacques, you still have such a bad taste." Vermouth randomly picked a chair and sat down, taking out a lady's cigarette, "It seems that everyone is here."

……

084 Jacques's joke

With her heart pounding in her chest, Shirley found an empty seat and sat down.

Fortunately, Winnett was sitting next to her, which made her feel less nervous.

She could see that a man had been tied to this long dining table not long ago, being tortured in some vicious way, maybe still alive, maybe already a corpse. Even though she had seen it many times during her studies, it never made her feel relieved at any time - it was always terrible - habit could only lessen its effects.

In her eyes, Winnett ignored the bright and disgusting characteristics of blood and remained calm in the face of the reddish-brown paste. Among all the members of the organization, except for a slightly incongruous look, she was hardly affected at all, as if she had long been accustomed to death and even had the evil tolerance of the culprit.

There are a total of ten people sitting at this long table.

Wynette, Vermouth, Cohen, Chianti, Gilushi, as well as Jacques, Irish whiskey, Calvados, and Evelina, who Shirley had never seen before.

Ji Luxi greeted Winnet with her eyes, and then Vermouth announced: "Then let's get started and think about how to make it clean and neat."

Evelina stood up and lifted a white cloth with a thumbnail of the venue on it.

"This is a map of the party venue." Evelina looked at Ireland and Winnett with a complicated look in her eyes. She obviously recognized them, but she didn't say anything. "It's a party of old-fashioned mafia. This time, Abelius was invited to test the attitude of this emerging organization. I got the invitation letter through my channels. If we want to catch all the cadres in one fell swoop, this is the best place."

Winnet could tell at a glance that the other party had bad intentions. They didn't just want to get rid of the cadres of Abelius, but clearly wanted them to get rid of those giants as well, so as to pave the way for her next plan.

Although she felt a little unhappy about being used, Winnett did not lose her temper on the spot.

"Catch them all?"

The woman codenamed Chianti, who had a swallowtail butterfly tattoo on her left eye and often wore heavy eyeshadow, sneered.

"You are doing this for your own sake, aren't you?" Chianti said. "What good will it do us if you do something so dangerous?"

"This will help me take over Ebelius quickly and control the medicinal materials channels of the entire West Coast." Evelina explained.

Evelina's attitude angered the radical Chianti, and she was about to draw her gun, but the man sitting next to her, code-named Cohen, who was wearing a black baseball cap and black goggles with round lenses, held her arm.

"She's still useful."

He said a brief sentence and then looked at Vermouth who was sitting in the main seat.

This operation was given to Vermouth to command by the boss. Although she was not a member of the action team, as a "woman favored by the boss", it was no big deal for her to get the right to command.

"Okay, as long as the promise you make satisfies the organization, leave this matter to us."

Vermouth showed a confident smile, as if she didn't care about the matter at all.

Chianti, who was sitting at the back, spat in dissatisfaction to express her dissatisfaction with Vermouth. Jacques smiled at Chianti, who was wearing a pair of slightly too big glasses today and always liked to use her fingers to push the glasses that had slipped down to the bridge of her nose.

It seems like the meaningless repetitive actions of a middle school student.

Irish Whiskey came out to smooth things over, "How exactly should we do this?"

"Ah, I don't have any good ideas."

Vermouth spun her chair, crossed her legs, and showed a proud attitude, "Evelina, please analyze for us the power structure and the situation of the venue."

"The people present are all well-known figures in the dark side, including several old mafia families such as Galsworthy. The organizer is Isaiah Maxi, whose family runs many casinos and opera houses." Evelina submitted a list and handed it to Vermouth. Then, she explained, "Ebelius has expanded drug channels in many family territories. This makes him very uncomfortable and he wants to have a personal 'talk'."

Vermouth threw the documents in her hand onto the table without even looking at them.

"The party is to celebrate Isaiah Maxi's fiftieth birthday. It's an open exchange. A lot of people are invited this time, not just from the Mafia family. It's expected that all the prominent figures in Abelius will be present."

Evelina described the conditions of the venue in detail, as well as the possible layout and location of the guests. She then listed the escape routes, numbered with letters, showing that she had done a considerable amount of research.

"Ablis, what do you think?" After listening to this, Vermouth did not express her opinion, but instead turned the topic to Winnet.

Miss Winnet's mind began to wander halfway through the journey, and only after being reminded by Vermouth did her keen senses begin to awaken.

What's wrong with the lap dance dancer? Wouldn't she be the target of public criticism if she is pushed out now?

Miss Winnett felt Chianti's unhappy gaze and her stomach started to hurt.

This woman is so scary!

If you want to hate lap dancers, just hate them. Why do you have to involve me?

Miss Winnett felt very wronged. She and Vermouth were not related at all, and it was too bad that she was targeted by the heavy metal girl for no reason.

Not only the heavy metal girl, but also the taciturn man and Evelina stared at her with not-so-friendly looks. The rest of the people were fine, as they were all old acquaintances.

Miss Winnet couldn't help but wonder, what about the lower-level personnel in the organization? Why do they have to gather a bunch of cadres to do everything? With so many people, it would be a piece of cake to turn a city upside down.

Miss Winnet shuddered.

Because she felt Shirley's gaze, which was not just an act of disgust, but also contained an indescribable meaning that made her spine feel a little cold.

"I think……"

"Vermouth," Chianti suddenly interrupted, "Why do you want to embarrass your little girl? If you are not capable of hosting this plan, then report it to that person and select the right person again."

Miss Winnett felt her authority was challenged.

However, let her challenge you, she is too lazy to participate in the struggle of women. Well, she doesn't want to argue with others.

"Or is she your illegitimate daughter?"

Chianti added fuel to the fire.

Miss Winnett's mind was like the dry land in the Book of Revelation, smoking with anger. But she quickly calmed down, creating a holy light in her mind and discarding this complicated mood.

Look at the others, Winnet!

Vermouth, sitting quietly in her seat, did not look angry at all, and was still as relaxed as ever, as if she was used to Chianti's foul mouth and did not take Chianti seriously at all.

Miss Winnett thinks this is very worth learning!

"Okay, okay, Chianti. Maybe you need a glass of whiskey to calm down a bit?" Jacques smiled as he took the bottle and glass and placed them next to the black blood clot that smelled of copper. "Would you like some more roasted finger? It's only been an hour, so it should still be pretty fresh... Hahaha, of course I'm kidding. There's some cold pheasant in the fridge. Would you like some?"

"Well, cold pheasant is more suitable with Burgundy, but Burgundy is not here, hahahaha!"

Miss Winnet: It's so cold!

……

Slimming: jiu yi si jiu ling san qi jiu ba

085 Criminal Plan

Seeing Jacques' series of actions to ease the atmosphere, Chianti shook his short wine glass and said unhappily: "Jacques, do you need to please that woman Belmode?"

Jacques still looked smiling and not angry, as if nothing in the world could make her angry. She passed the wine glasses to others and did not avoid the question of Chianti.

"Chianti, we are now partners in an operation. Personal grudges are a negative factor. You know, people in my line of work are most afraid of this kind of thing." Jacques said with a smile.

Chianti snorted coldly and said nothing more.

Vermouth stared at Winnett and asked again: "Ablis, do you have any good ideas? We need a plan that satisfies Ms. Evelina."

Vermouth looked at Winnet curiously, just like when they first met, with a bit of scrutiny in her eyes.

Miss Winnett guessed that Vermouth had heard some strange words from her adoptive father, which was why she gave her some advice on this. She recalled what Evelina had said and built a vague model in her mind. Then, she simulated the escape route and thought that the underground parking lot was the only choice.

Just one person is not enough, otherwise there would be no need to mobilize so many members of the organization.

"Here's a simple and effective plan," she said confidently. "Miss Evelina, since you are so well-informed, you must have received an invitation from Isaiah Maxey, right?"

"But Abelius is looking for me," Evelina understood what Winnet meant, and she said with some resistance, "If I make a mistake, it will also leave a mess for the organization."

Cunning woman!

This attitude clearly shows that she doesn't want to be the bait. Miss Winette feels that Evelina is not the only one for this position, but she can't abandon Shirley to run a gang. What if she does too well and is left in the United States?

After a little consideration, she decided to let Evelina live and work for the organization and Shirley. If there was any problem with the logistics of Shirley's research, this old woman would be of no use at all.

"But you can't stay out of it," Winette said majestically. "Don't worry, I'm not threatening you with the Eternal Fire. We will guarantee your safety. For you, now you have no choice but to bet on us, right?"

"For a woman with empty ambitions and nowhere to go, that's true," Evelina said.

"I'm a priest, I don't make jokes," Winnett said, "You just need to show up at the party, let the people of Abelius find you, and then sneak into the underground parking lot."

"The people of Abelius will not expect you to dare to do this, so they will not be prepared to kill you during the banquet. The venue is less than 30 meters away from the underground garage. As long as you run to the underground garage, the leader of Abelius will definitely follow you. At that time, our people will kill him and ensure your safety. It's such a simple plan."

Evelina understood, but she wanted more results. "Patrick will send his men to follow, but how are we going to solve the remaining targets?"

“These are not things you need to think about.”

Winnet responded in an exaggerated and even rude manner, with a wicked smile on her face (she thought it was), then she smiled and asked Ms. Jacques for paper and pen, and started to do her old job - drawing up a criminal plan.

The purpose of bringing up Evelina was simple: to use this woman as bait. Considering how much Abelius values ​​his dignity, he would definitely not give up on pursuing Evelina.

But it was not a good decision for her to push Evelina into danger. So, when she saw Vermouth's superb disguise skills, she came up with a new plan.

This plan does not require any technical content, it is just a small thing that requires division of labor.

The plan is divided into three brief phases.

In the first stage, Evelina appeared at the scene, attracted Abeles' attention, and fled to the underground parking lot, where Kilushi, who was waiting, killed the pursuers; and let Vermouth disguise Kilushi as Evelina, replaced Evelina and drove away, distracting Abeles' men.

In the second stage, Jacques was sent to sneak into the scene. Through Vermouth's disguise, he replaced the receptionist and tampered with the commemorative badges distributed on the scene, applying fluorescent material on the badges issued to specific targets. Ireland then caused a short circuit to cause a brief power outage, and she quickly killed the marked target in the dark, and then went outside the venue to meet up with Vermouth.