Miss Moriarty wants to save Mihua Town today too

After Winnet confirmed that there was no other danger, Miss Winnet breathed a sigh of relief and began to untie the restrained little girl, and then took off her blindfold and the tape on her mouth.

During this process, the little girl herself was also struggling, shaking Winnet's hand with her arms in fear, waiting for a series of restraints to be loosened, the little girl saw Winnet's face, her cheeks reddened by the tape, and The eyes trembled slightly.

Beautiful blue eyes.

"Who... are you?" The brown-haired girl arched her body towards the wall, as if she was guarding against a dangerous animal.

The object of warning is undoubtedly oneself.

Winnet saw her own blurry shadow from the blank container in the laboratory. Even though there was only a little blood on her cheek, it gave her an extra strange feeling, especially her eyes, which looked cold and empty , It's like a doll placed in a window.

At such a close distance, her features are clearly visible in the little girl's eyes.

"So, are you the genius researcher of the organization? In that case, I'm here to save you."

Winnet briefly stated the reason. If she was active as a pastor, she should be guiding the girl with a smile and telling her about the glory of the Lord, but she is not in that mood now.

Even, the usual cunning can't be shown.

From the perspective of the task, it is better not to cause any unpleasantness before getting the girl out.

Therefore, it is still necessary to gain the trust of the other party.

"The organization asked you to save me? Where are the other guys?" There was a gloomy light in the girl's eyes.

In Winnett's eyes, it's like wanting to die after being frustrated and discouraged, but there is still something she can't let go of, so she comforts herself to wait a little longer.

This guy, unlike himself, did not join the organization voluntarily.

Winnet judged instantly that in this way, communicating with her at the organizational level may not achieve the desired effect.

Not wanting to waste any more time, Winnet said without considering her words, "This is my task, so I am the only one. However, the guy who caused this situation has been eliminated, so you can rest assured."

The girl who was holding her arm and leaning against the wall heard her speech, and stood up a little stumbled. Winnet was going to carry her away on her shoulders. From this point of view, she is not the bear child he expected , but a pretty tough guy.

The word strong, although it is a positive word, Winnet has never had a good impression of it——

Strong often means poor and lonely.

"Then, you sort out the information, let's go." Winnet held out her hand to the girl.

But the girl looked at her with a puzzled expression, and then at the people who were restrained around her. She said in disbelief: "Are you just leaving them here? They can help me sort out the information faster. I Need their help."

The girl changed her words midway, she seemed to have guessed that Winnet didn't plan to bring the rest of them, so she gave them the names of roles.

No wonder the smart guy, no wonder what a genius researcher.

Although she can forcibly take the girl away, the other party may not cooperate during the transfer of the experimental data. Thinking about it this way, it is true that she is still a bear child, and she needs to be beaten with a set of human skills.

"Okay." Winnet easily agreed, and the girl was taken aback.

"However, you have to be responsible for your actions, to the organization, and to yourself."

Winnet left these words indifferently, and began to untie the other researchers. In the process, she suddenly heard the scream of the genius researcher girl, so she turned her head. The next second, the girl who had just been untied by herself The researcher draws a knife from his body.

"Get out of the way!"

The girl's reminder was not timely enough.

Winnet's judgment on the sound, because the exhalation and rescue sounds of the rescued researcher were disturbed.

A man in a researcher's attire stabbed a dagger into a tendon in her left hand, causing Winnet to let go of the gun with trembling hands.

"the last one……"

Winnet didn't expect that the other party would actually play this kind of routine with her.

Indeed, he is a guy who is good at hiding.Binding the researcher so densely is also a preparation for this layer of camouflage. When he needs to escape, he can calmly tie himself into a rice dumpling. For this alone, Miss Winette has to feel a little admiration.

Yeah, that's more interesting.

Wynette drew out Beretta with her right hand and pointed it at Wilson's head when he was about to pursue the victory.

boom!boom!

Wilson looked at Winnet with wide eyes, the sharp bullet piercing his brow.

One eyebrow and one heart.

Winnet also felt another line of sight, from a genius researcher.

She turned her head and saw a pretty face full of astonishment and fear.

……

022 Oh Shirley!

Winnet was sweating from the pain, and when the blood spread to her feet, she stood up slowly.

Wilson, who was lying in a pool of blood, still trembled slightly. Every time he moved, the pool of blood on the ground expanded.

The two researchers covered their mouths to prevent screaming, and the little girl standing not far away stared like an angry cat, probably not expecting such a situation at all.

Seeing such a scene, Winnet didn't feel anything. For her, the feeling of pulling the trigger was no different from that of facing a target.

Enduring the pain, Winnet said to the dazed girl, "Can we start now? We don't have much time left. Finish the materials and go to the roof immediately."

The girl trembled slightly, as if regaining control of her body, and murmured: "Your wound..."

After getting used to the pain, there was only a feeling of cold air rushing in. Winnet remained expressionless, keeping the dagger pierced into her arm, as if nothing had happened.

"If you're worried about this, finish what I've told you as soon as possible." Winnet thought about it, and she didn't bother with her parents.

The girl's face was pale, but she said without hesitation: "Okay!"

Winnet was watching from the side and witnessed several people entering the first research room, while she was standing guard at the door.

The blood gradually came from the depth of the wound, but she couldn't pull out the dagger, otherwise it would make the situation worse. Although there were related content instilled, Winnet hadn't practiced it herself, and she didn't plan to use herself as a test subject.

Just when she felt the blood loss speeding up——

The researchers in the research room came out, and the little girl among them, the little girl with brown hair and blue eyes, was holding first aid equipment in her hand.

What is she going to do?

Winnet was a little puzzled, but time obviously couldn't be delayed. She said, "Where is the data, has it been transferred?"

"It's done." The girl said, "Compared to that, your injury needs to be treated as soon as possible."

"No." Winnet said firmly.

After all, if you let a girl who is a lot younger than her do emergency treatment for herself, maybe her arm will be useless.

A genius researcher does not mean a genius clinician. Miss Winnett is not big enough to accept this kind of ambiguous kindness. Moreover, as long as she goes to the roof, she can directly enjoy the luxurious treatment of the hospital.

"No!" the girl said, "It hurt a large blood vessel. Judging from the amount of bleeding, it's hard for you to hold on for that long!"

Tough, serious eyes.

Is this behavior driven by guilt for hurting yourself?

It can barely be said to be kind.

On the other hand, the development speed of Europeans and Americans is indeed a bit beyond Winnett's imagination. Although the girl is only a mixed race, but only in terms of temperament, it gives people a mature feeling... She remembered Belmode saying that the other party was faster than herself. Two years younger, 13 years old?

Damn it, it's a real punishment!

Miss Winnet's heart was full of psychological activities that were completely different from her cold appearance, but she would not admit that she was sullen!

To be honest, Winnet has absolutely no resistance to women who love to take care of others and are also arrogant!

Winnet had already sensed a strong sense of exhaustion. When she was hesitating, the girl came to her and took off the clothes that had been pulled from the security personnel's injuries.

Because it was covered with blood, it felt wet and sticky to Winnet.

The cloth part connecting the arm was torn apart by the girl, revealing Winnet's smooth girlish skin, and the dagger stood on the horrific wound like a terrifying foreign object.

"Narcotics..." the girl ordered to the people behind her.

Winnet shook her head, because she couldn't fall into a coma until the task was completed, she said, "No need, that's it, I can bear it."

This sentence is equivalent to accepting the girl's treatment in disguise.

The girl frowned, and finally did not speak, but nodded stiffly.

"I'm going to pull it out, hold back!"

The girl's voice fell, and she pulled out the knife stuck in Winnet's tendon. Winnet was surprised by the crisp and neat action.

The curiosity and excitement in his heart delayed the trembling caused by the pain, but Winnet still let out a protracted moan.

"……Ah ah ah ah ah!"

The painful cry, but in her own ears, it was like some kind of whispered sweet words, which made her unable to calm down.

However, the process was not as simple as pulling out the blade. At that moment, the girl had already started to stop the bleeding, and the rest of the researchers came up to help press.

The girl couldn't bear to see Winnet's mournful and roaring voice. Even though the hand holding the dagger was trembling, the movement didn't stop.

"Sorry……"

As the girl said, she covered the dagger pierced into Winnet's body with disinfectant, and approached her skin again, cutting open the tissue wrapped around the blood vessels.The blade was like a melting pot of blood, and white foam was produced on the surface. The girl asked another researcher to stretch the surface of the wound and start suturing with a needle and thread.

Winnet clenched her teeth, enduring the severe pain of the foreign body entering her body.

"It's okay, it doesn't matter anymore, you did a good job..."

Winnet clenched her fists tightly, her nails were bleeding from the inside of her palm, her face was as pale as a dead person.

Her blood was dripping on the side of her relaxed arm, and she was almost exhausted. In her hazy vision, she saw that the girl who was regarded as a genius researcher by the organization was crying.

Said it was crying, but it was just tears.

Melted with sweat, nothing can be seen.

Genius...

Winnet is a little hard to imagine, but in the Japanese world, it doesn't seem so strange.

Stretching her tired body, she stood up slowly. At this time, the girl also took off her white coat, and said to Winnet, "It's for cold protection, your body temperature is too low."

With a cold, standard tone, it seemed that the tears just now were just an illusion under the moonlight.

At this moment, Winnet heard the sound of a helicopter.

"Go to the top floor, hurry up." Winnet urged.

The girl put the arm of her good right hand on her neck, and helped Winnet to the elevator. She asked in a low voice, "What's your name?"

"Abes."

"I'm not asking about a code name."

"You don't need to know," replied Winnet, "that's pointless."

"My code name is Sherry." The girl gave her code name without asking.

Shirley supported Winnet to the top floor. The helicopter driven by Gin had already parked on the roof. When he saw the injured Winnet, he sneered, "It seems that I think highly of you, Abis."

At this time Shirley suddenly interjected: "She was injured to save me."

Shirley apologized to Winnet in her heart, but she couldn't tell the original omission.

To restore Abis's evaluation, she needs a reliable excuse, after all, the other party was injured because of herself.

……

023 You seem to have a good relationship

Winnet felt weird when she saw the gin being deflated in front of Shirley.

Is the status of this talented researcher so high?

This mighty man in the top hat was a bit more arrogant than Belmode, but he almost said "I am a senior core backbone" on his face, and he slashed at Shirley like an angry child.

Gin clicked his tongue and said with a smile: "Okay then, Shirley. Don't forget that this incident was caused by your mistake, which caused a lot of damage to the organization. If you can't guarantee the progress of drug research If you improve your evaluation in the eyes of that adult, then your sister's life will be hard to say, heh."

Winnet, who was dizzy, also heard the words "sister's life".

Based on Shirley's attitude just now, Winnett quickly concluded that Shirley was willing to live in the organization to do research because her sister was controlled.