Miss Moriarty wants to save Mihua Town today too

[Final evaluation of the task: F! 】

[Mission reward: a bag of Kakadu limes. 】

[Remarks: Oh, you are simply a devil! 】

Wow, as a time traveler, to be insulted by Goldfinger is really shameless.

Miss Winnet felt wronged.

Sister Alyssa used to praise her as a cute little angel and often gave her jelly to eat.

——I am a faithful believer, how could I be a devil?

Miss Winnet sighed secretly, and then quickly became cheerful again—although the evaluation of the task is very low, the reward is her favorite citrus fruit, which can be made into delicious marmalade, just for this, Winnet The young lady felt that her saliva was about to linger - it doesn't matter what the task evaluation is!

Winnett began to write the whole incident in the "redemption diary".

She had tested it before, and wrote a page on how to make marmalade. She opened the diary and showed it to Sister Alyssa, but the other party thought she was teasing her.

In other words, the contents of the redemption diary cannot be seen by anyone except Winnet herself.

——It is simply an ideal diary!

To sum it up briefly, Robert commissioned her to plot the murder of Goss Connor, but Goss had long since discovered Robert and Sabina's affair.An enraged Goss entrusts her to assist in Sabina's murder after Robert.When Sabina learned that the incident was exposed, she was afraid that Robert's murder would be revealed after killing Goss, so she defected and found a killer, hoping that she could help kill Robert.

Is this the causal loop?

Miss Winnet lamented that Mr. Robert was too useless, at least he should take Goss away first, otherwise wouldn't he be played by a bad woman in the palm of his hand from beginning to end?

The real devil is obviously that woman named Sabina!

Miserable, Mr. Robert!

After recording the whole time, Winnet yawned, looking at her three-ply upholstered wooden bed thoughtfully, wanting to hug it intimately.

But unfortunately, she still has a final meeting today.

Winnet opened her little secret drawer, which contained a large handful of change, a little fort made of orange peel, and a stack of letters in different covers.

She took out the top one and took out the letters.

A faint fruity aroma rushed into the nostrils.

A string of beautiful and charming handwriting was written on it:

"Dear Miss Winette Moriarty

At the beginning, I must convey some sad news to you——Bridge Moriarty, your adoptive father was involved in an underground organization fight on the East Coast of the United States two months ago, and unfortunately passed away in the impact.I searched for the crime site for three days, but only found his charred body.Afterwards, I found your photo and mailing address at his residence, checked the clothes he wore before the trip, and compared the DNA of the wreckage to confirm that it was the person.I am very sorry about this.

I'm from the same organization as Bridge, and I'm fighting for the same goals.Presumably you have also heard about our existence from his mouth.He once mentioned your existence in the chat, and said: "Her cruelty and talent are far behind me, she is my dark angel."

Bridge is a highly regarded member of the leadership who has led many stunning operations.I have been instructed by that person to invite you to join our organization, and I hope we can meet each other.

I will come to visit you on the night of NO.12 in April.

Dear Dark Angel.

Chris Wynyard. "

"Oh woman! Definitely a woman! A woman who drives people crazy!"

Miss Winnet grabbed her temple hair and rolled her eyes vigorously.

She didn't believe a single word of the letter.

Forget about the fact that Bridge was affected to death, this person is devoid of conscience, and it is not impossible to get rewards in this world, but from the mouth of a woman, and she is probably a beautiful woman, Miss Winnet is sure to suspect that he must He fell into that woman's trap.

The false gentle township!

Bridge died here, Winnett, you must not fall for it!

Miss Winette knew that the devil would take advantage of the loopholes, and where there was a weakness, they would sneak in there.Bridge's weakness is women, that's why this woman named Chris is eyeing him.

But now she has come to find herself!

Could it be that she found out that my weakness is also in women, from Bridge?

oh no!

Miss Winnet liked a woman who was beautiful and kind and loved her, like Sister Alyssa in her youth.

The aesthetics are different, the woman who seduces Bridge can't do anything about her!

Thinking of this, Winnet dispelled the orange devil in her head, held up the candlestick with seven candles, and tried to use the holy utensils of the Temple in Jerusalem to dispel evil thoughts.

"Although I used to be a mediocre general believer, I couldn't survive the elite religious education after all!"

Winnet suddenly misses the trinity life of potato chips, coke, and mobile phones.

Although it is true that fish and chips are often eaten, but big bricks can't watch cartoons!

(Miss Winnet obviously just wants to watch cartoons in peace!)

"Speaking of which, where did I wear it? It's not a different world, it's not Japan, it's not even an American homeless person...Fortunately, I'm a Protestant, and Sister Zhencheng is about to marry the Lord."

"But it's good, at least there are no ghouls, onmyojis, curse spirits, aliens, aliens, demihumans, superhumans, 8.0 earthquakes, hell gates, death gods, vampires, VR games, and new world card secrets... ..."

"safer!"

……

003 Belmode Comes to Knock on the Door

"It seems that this is the right place, I am looking forward to it, Dark Angel."

Parking the rented MG sports car, Belmode, alias Chris Wynyard, sat in the car and lit a slender lady's cigarette, looking through the car window at the nameless church in the quiet night.

Seeing the flickering lights in the attic, she showed a charming smile, straightened her black coat, opened the car door with a thin cigarette in her mouth.

"Looks like Absinthe said, an interesting girl."

Half a minute ago, the attic and even the entire church were in darkness.

Belmode lifted his collar and walked towards the church.

"I don't know which point exposed me... the sound of the engine, or from the moment I got off the airport? Or, the moment she received the letter, she began to investigate my details?"

Ten meters away from the open door of the church, Belmode stopped.

The originally somewhat muddy night was suddenly swayed by the series of small colored lights, which were wrapped around bollards and street lights, and a short and sturdy laurel tree, with rich colors like the table lamps of the bar.

Belmode noticed that a brass nail was stapled to the laurel tree leaf, and a hand-shaped brass clip was hung on the nail, holding a note like a simple message board——

"The Southern Cross."

The handwriting on the note tends to be round and full of girlishness.

Belmode raised his head and looked in the direction of the Southern Cross. Fireworks suddenly lit up in the sky, illuminating the sea-crossing bridge shrouded in darkness.

In the next second, the bridge body was lit with dazzling flames, and a moving vehicle exploded violently.Residents who were not watching the bridge were unlikely to notice the explosion because of the ongoing fireworks.

"Hehe, a unique welcome ceremony."

Belmode understood immediately.

This is a threatening tactic for girls.

Then, she saw a line of small words under the note——

"A good girl's motto is: Prevent trouble before it happens."

After reading it softly, Belmode smiled and said, "God, she's so cute."

You want me to be scared and obediently go back and see if you have the ability, girl!

Belmode started to walk forward again, a pumpkin balloon floated to the sky with a small gift box, and there were blue flames in the two hollow eyes.

As the balloons lifted off, the doors of the church were slowly closing.

Seeing this, Belmode took out the Walter PP pistol equipped with a silencer, smashed the balloon, and found that the balloon was half stuffed in the pumpkin, and the air smelled of phosphorus.

The small gift box fell to the ground.

When she picked up the gift box, the door of the church was completely closed.

Belmode took it apart and saw a spring-loaded clown doll that jumped out of it, with a new note stuck on the doll's belly.

"America, an interesting country."

Belmode couldn't help laughing.

When an Englishman says funny, it means unbelievable, but the meaning of the girl is obviously regionally biased.

Give you the welcome that Yankees love!

"Hmm... about the letter, I don't know where I offended Dark Angel. But it's bad, I really feel that way."

Since it is a criticism, it lacks connotation, so——

Belmode tore off the note on the doll, and found that the doll's stomach had been hollowed out, and a key was stuffed inside.

Belmode looked at the door, and she found that the door was locked with a chain from the inside, and she knew that this was actually the key to the back door.

She has been feeling being watched from just now, and it seems that this cute girl is already watching her somewhere.

While the girl's little trick was fun, Belmode didn't plan to continue.

It's not in her personality to be passive all the time.

Standing at the back door of the church, Belmode compared the key slightly, and then opened her flip phone.

Da Lala played music at the door, which was "Holly and Ivy" she had just downloaded.

Belmode smiled and turned up the volume bit by bit.

"Oh my lord! You are so impolite! You poorly dressed lap dancer!"

The swollen-cheeked Miss Winnet couldn't bear it any longer, she angrily opened the back door, and confronted Belmode's middle door.

Winnet pointed an antique Webbery Scott at Belmode.

"Lap dancer, turn it off quickly, or I'll shoot your head off!"

Miss Winnet almost exploded!

God damn it!

How dare you play pagan songs at the door of other people's churches!

It's getting bigger and bigger!

You little heathen!

He was still wearing a black tights!

Probably after flirting in the ballroom, he ran to the quiet street next to St. James's Square, waiting for the muffled sound of wheels turning, and made his whole body——

Dirty!

Yahweh will attack you with Egyptian boils and hemorrhoids, psoriasis and scabies, and you will not be healed!

Winnet cursed secretly in her heart.

"Oh, naughty girl." Belmode turned off the music, "The first step in breaking a girl's heart is to get her attention."

At the same time as the sound fell, Belmode also pointed the gun at Winnet.

Winnet puffed her cheeks, suddenly raised her hands, and raised her gun high: "Okay, you won. I ran to other people's churches in the middle of the night, dressed in disrespectful clothes, played pagan songs, and held Shoot a blind female missionary. Hmph! Lap dancer, I'll do as you please!"

After being spat viciously by Winnet, Belmode felt a little funny in his heart.

It's almost like showing her guilt.

Is such a girly heart really worthy of Bridge's high evaluation?

Wait, blind girl?

Holding the gun, Belmode moved closer to Winnet, held the gun against her head, and looked at her appearance.

Staring at Winnet, Belmode felt that the girl's figure was a bit thin, even with a waistcoat on, she still looked slender and fragile.

Judging from her development, it is impossible for a young girl's figure to be as curvy as an hourglass in the future, turning into an [-]-inch waist.

However, she thinks clothing is very suitable for girls.