I am in Mihua, and the ladies all like me

Serabelle, who was only a millimeter away from the sweeping kick attack route, kept her upper body tilted back and her arms in front of her to block.

The kick was originally aimed at his head, probably intending to incapacitate him, but he dodged it with quick eyes and hands.

The clouds in the night sky above shifted slightly, and a man in tactical gear and a knitted hat appeared on the container under the moonlight. He had regular features and slightly small cheeks, and his black, slightly curly bangs were slightly visible from under the front brim of the knitted hat.

Shuichi Akai.

Serabelle recognized the identity of her attacker at a glance.

However, even though they were facing each other at close range, Shuichi Akai did not recognize the latter.

In order to avoid exposing his identity, Serabelle not only wore a loose black windbreaker tonight to hide his body, but also covered his face with a scarf, and stole the baseball cap from Calvados, whom he had killed before.

So the image of him now in Shuichi Akai's mind is probably similar to the masked Dog Brother in the first Watch Dogs series, and his specific appearance cannot be seen at all.

"Even though he's a sniper, his skills are surprisingly good?"

Shuichi Akai slowly retracted his left leg that had missed the target, and returned to his ancestral Jeet Kune Do stance, moving his body rhythmically.

"Fortunately, I was more careful and called them to ask what they were doing. It turned out that they had already returned. I didn't expect that your Thousand-Faced Witch was so powerful. Not only did she see through Judy's plan, but she also disguised herself as her to trick the FBI team away."

Oh, it turns out that they mistook him for a winery employee.

Serabelle thought silently.

But in his current state, it was not easy for him to explain. After all, it was an indisputable fact that he had shot Judy before. If his identity was exposed at this time, it might cause even greater trouble.

If that's the case, then...

Just as Serabelle was about to draw out her cane to end the battle quickly, Shuichi Akai raised his hand and pointed to another narrow and dark corridor behind him, which was two or three containers away.

"By the way, I saw a dead body there on my way here just now. He had a shotgun, a pistol, a dagger, grenades and flash bombs on him. He looked like he could have opened a small arsenal. That was one of yours, right?"

I'm talking about Calvados, of course.

I have to say that Shuichi Akai's psychological tactics were quite effective. If the person standing here was really a member of the winery, he would probably have started to think of ways to escape.

First, the FBI's ace investigator showed up, and then came the news of the accomplice's death. It was hard not to wonder if a large FBI team would be arriving soon.

But this was of no use to Serabelle. He was the one who killed Calvados. At this time, his only feeling was... Yes, I did it, so what?

"It seems you don't like talking much."

After saying so much but seeing no response, Akai Shuichi didn't want to keep talking any more, so he returned to his Jeet Kune Do stance with a slightly focused look in his eyes.

After all, he is not the talkative type.

However, just as Shuichi Akai was about to take advantage of his physical advantage to launch a preemptive attack, he suddenly noticed that the other party slowly pulled out a pitch-black stick from his windbreaker.

An inch longer, an inch stronger. There is a high wall between unarmed and armed.

Akai Shuichi:? !

But it was too late for him to draw his sword to fight back, and what greeted him was a brutal beating.

……

After a while, the view returns to the dock.

Pfft!

Like a heavy object falling into the water, a huge wave suddenly appeared on the dark sea surface near the shore, which was rough and windy at night.

This is the seventh time that Vermouth has fallen into the sea tonight.

In less than a quarter of an hour, she kept climbing up to the shore, but was then knocked back into the water by three punches and two kicks.

In the first few times when Vermouth went into the water she would shiver and then quickly climb to the shore. Later, after her body got used to it, she didn't even want to go ashore. She felt it was nice to just soak in the water.

At least you won't get hit in the water, even though the water is a bit dirty, smelly, and too cold.

The current record of the two sides is that Vermouth's coat, the inner layer of the disguise props, her underwear, and even the cotton swab (if any) were completely soaked in sea water, while Akai Mary only had some water stains on her elbows and ankles.

That was something he had no choice but to get when he was beating up the soaked Vermouth.

It can be said that the combat power of the two sides is basically one-sided.

"Cough...cough..."

Vermouth held the iron railings on both sides of the ladder tightly with both hands and climbed up the shore step by step again. The discomfort of foreign objects choking her mouth and nose when she fell into the water made her cough uncontrollably.

She knew well that Mary Akai was seeking revenge on her for throwing her into the Thames on London Bridge in late winter.

"Hey, hey, this is the seventh time. It's about time you calm down, right?"

Seeing Akai Mary, who was waiting not far away, walking towards her as soon as she got ashore, Vermouth raised her hand helplessly to indicate that she really didn't want to fight anymore.

There’s no way, I really can’t beat him.

However, Akai Mary just continued to walk in without saying a word.

Damn, we have to continue...

Vermouth had no choice but to cooperate and stay with him to the end.

At this moment, a figure suddenly walked out from behind the container on the side, and a black windbreaker fluttered in the twilight.

The first voice he spoke was a familiar and plain boy's voice.

"Sister Mary, I've finished my side, are you ready?"

"Bell..."

Upon hearing Serabel's voice, Akai Mari immediately stopped and turned around with a stern tone.

"That's about it. Bullying the weak is not my personal preference."

Nonsense, I was obviously having a lot of fun beating her just now!

Vermouth kept an elegant smile on her face, cursing MMP in her heart.

But when she looked in the direction of the sound, Vermouth suddenly raised her beautiful eyebrows.

This familiar face, isn’t this the one with Yukiko from before?

Serabel, who had already walked nearby, ignored Vermouth who was like a drowned rat, and went straight to Akai Mari.

"Did you have a head-on fight with someone?" Mary Akai noticed that the boy's clothes were slightly wrinkled.

"Well, I guess so. I killed a sniper, and then..."

Serabelle paused.

"I also had a fight with your eldest son, Sister Mary."

???

Hearing this, Akai Mary's beautiful brows suddenly frowned.

"Shuichi? What happened to him? Why did he attack you?"

Chapter 363 Sister Bei: Your child husband was robbed

After all, he is her eldest son. Although he is somewhat rebellious as an adult, she has watched him grow up since he was a child. Mary Akai knows her eldest son quite well.

Soon, under Serabelle's truthful explanation, the British girl's frown quickly relaxed.

"Is that so? Where is he now?"

People are...

When mentioning this question, Serabelle considered her wording for a moment.

"I knocked him out and threw him into a random container to sleep. But I took off all the clothes of the sniper I killed before and put them on him, so he doesn't have to worry about catching a cold when he wakes up."

"Oh."

Mary Akai's response was very indifferent, and it seemed that she didn't care about comforting her eldest son at all.

Yes, it's only eight o'clock in the evening. If you go to bed early and get a normal eight-hour sleep, you will wake up around four or five in the morning at the latest. You don't have to worry about waking up to find yourself shipped to Africa.

However, what Akai Mary didn't know was that Serabelle had deliberately concealed some of the information.

For example, he also dragged Calvados's body, which was only left with his underwear, into the container in a very evil way, and laid him side by side with Akai Shuichi, arranging the two of them in a very loving posture.

This is a victory that comes right to our doorstep. Taking it back will be enough to report to the FBI.

It’s a pity that Serabelle didn’t carry a remote camera with her, otherwise it would have been interesting to put it in the container and record the latter’s reaction when he woke up.

"Ah!"

At this time, Vermouth, who was soaked and had been blowing in the cold wind for more than a minute, suddenly covered her mouth and sneezed softly.

There is no doubt that she did it on purpose. Even an ordinary person can easily hold back a sneeze by holding their breath, let alone a big star like her who has been specially trained to maintain an elegant image in front of the public all the time.

She sneezed to remind the two to stop chatting. Anyway, everyone who was supposed to faint had fainted. Since the show was almost over and the breath was exhausted, it would be better to finish the business and go home. It would be very cold to stand on the dock in this weather when you are soaking wet.

So Serabelle also turned her head in the direction of the sound.

"…Long time no see, Sharon Wynyard."

"Ah, you actually used 'Long time no see'?"

Even though her clothes were soaked through by the sea water and looked messy, Vermouth still took out a rubber band with a bit of seaweed on it from her pocket, put her hands behind her back to tie up her bright blonde hair that smelled slightly fishy, ​​and winked.

"We were talking in the voice channel just now."

"You can only hear voices on the voice channel, but you can't meet in person," said Serabelle.

"Really? I thought that was a greeting."

Vermouth smiled indifferently.

"But I'm more curious about why you got involved with this MI6 woman. And judging from your conversation just now and the way you addressed each other, it seems like you are quite familiar with each other. When did it become so easy to gain the trust of someone working for an intelligence organization? Or did you know each other before... Oh, so that's how it is."

She seemed to be talking to herself, asking and answering her own questions, and some of her words were even incoherent.

Until the voice fell, Vermouth raised the corner of her lips in a charming arc, raised her index finger and nodded at the young man.

"You're really dishonest. Does Yukiko know about your situation?"

"..."

No matter how embarrassed she was, she was still the witch who could see through people's hearts. With just a few words, she deduced Serabell's identity and her relationship with Akai Mari, and at the same time, she used a strategy of sowing discord.

It was quite a clever psychological warfare, but unfortunately it didn't work.

"There's no need to say such boring things."

Akai Mary spoke calmly, but there was no distrust of the enemy's words between the lines, only incomparable calmness.

"Just tell me the truth. Why did you attack that child? She should have no connection with your organization anymore."

Tsk.

Vermouth twitched the corners of her mouth, then put away the smile on her face.

From the tone of the loli in front of her, she could clearly hear that Akai Mary should be quite clear about the relationship between Serabel and Yukiko.

But... that should be your child husband. You just allow your child husband to develop relationships with other women and act so calm about it. Are you serious?

The Thousand-Faced Witch felt a rare emotion called frustration.

However, Vermouth was still quite relaxed and said, "It doesn't matter? Are you kidding? Shirley is a defector from the organization, and she was once a core researcher. Even if it is a peripheral person, it is difficult to quit the organization, let alone a core member?"

Peripheral personnel...well, I'm probably talking about Itakura Taku.

Serabelle thought.

Akai Mary's expression remained unchanged: "But your operation this time has failed."

"Yes~"

Vermouth shrugged helplessly.

"Originally, I wanted to trick you into going to that ghost ship to divert attention. In order to make it more realistic, I even arranged for someone to stage a murder scene. Who knew that you would see through this plot and even take advantage of my plan? There is nothing I can do about it. Failure is inevitable."

"That means there will be a next time, right?" Akai Mary's eyes were sharp.

“I can’t say for sure.” Vermouth spread his hands innocently. “We, as members, have no right to refuse tasks assigned by the organization. Moreover, the top leaders are not so ruthless as to allow a researcher who knows a lot of the organization’s inside information to disappear for a long time.”

"Is it an instruction from the top of the organization, or is it your personal idea?"

Serabelle interrupted her without warning.