Miss Moriarty wants to save Mihua Town today too

Shirley was obviously on guard, but seeing Winnet open the car door without fear, she followed and sat in the back seat of the car.

"You found out." The man sat in the driver's seat and said.

"Hmm." Winnett nodded. After seeing an unusual situation once, she would naturally think so next time, "Bermode, won't it be hot wearing a hood?"

When Shirley heard this, she immediately saw Belmod taking off the hood, and the glass front windshield reflected Belmod's figure on her face.

She saw Belmode showing a proud look like chasing prey, and noticed that she was wearing a shirt with a black round agate pinned to the top button, and the flat agate looked like a shark's eye.

Unlike the last time, the Belmode she saw today had his hair neatly combed back and tied at the back of his head, looking a bit dignified, which showed that he paid much attention to his appearance.

She didn't find any flaws in the disguise just now, whether it was the movement or the sense of oppression, she looked like a rough man.

Shirley thought to herself, she deserved to be the Witch with Thousand Faces rumored in the organization.

This kind of perfect disguise becomes another person's stunt, and it is almost impossible to guard against. If she is dressed as Winnet, is there a way to identify it for sure?

She couldn't be sure.

Because, she knew that Winnet had known Belmode before meeting her.

With this premise, Belmode may not know Winnet better than her. If she pretends to be her sister, she will also be unrecognizable.

However, that woman shouldn't be interested in her, even looking at her through the mirror is as unpleasant as looking at something dirty.

"It's okay, today is a cool day. I thought you would lock the oil bottle in the cage, but you brought her here."

Belmode lit a cigarette and said in a sarcastic tone.

"I'm not as obedient as a domesticated lion, I'm really sorry."

Before Winnet could speak, Shirley spoke up first.Belmode is a woman who makes her feel very uncomfortable in various aspects, attitude, casualness and debauchery, and hypocritical attitude towards Winnet.

"You think you're a lion? I don't hate rebellious girls, but you're special."

"Ah, is it? I understand, Min Kyu will get worse as you get older, everyone thinks it's special."

Shirley yawned, said in a casual manner, and sat forward by the way, staying in the car in a half-lying state.

Winnet felt very bad. In her opinion, there was nothing more terrible than two women quarreling.Unreasonable and hysterical, as far as the purpose is concerned, it is simply to win or lose.Not wanting to further escalate the situation, Winnet took out her gun and pressed it against Shirley's forehead.

"Shirley, have you had enough trouble?" She asked with a cold face.

Shirley felt that Winnet's acting skills were extremely embarrassing, but Belmode's expression did not change. She had such an idea, which was probably caused by her previous impression - the contrast was too strong.

"Oh, shoot me if you can."

Shirley smiled dismissively.

……

083 Acting in true colors?

Belmode watched the performance in the back seat through the mirror, and she felt that her Dark Angel was a bit rough and deliberate.

With that person's order, unless Shirley loses her use value, even she will not threaten the other party without incident—this will only increase the possibility of Shirley raising conditions.

Therefore, she felt that it was a play.

But waiting for her to speak out, Winnett behind the car opened fire. Even after the silencer treatment, there was still a lot of movement, leaving cobweb-like bullet marks on the glass, and the high temperature of the gun burnt Shirley's forehead. .

Gunpowder smoke slowly filled the car.

"It's a bit too much, Abis." Belmode saw Shirley's frightened look in the mirror, and persuaded, "She is still a highly valued scientist in the organization."

"I know, so I'm just going to warn you a little bit," Winnet said in an emotionless tone.

Even Shirley's breathing has become lagged. Although a large part of the performance comes from her performance, it is not entirely. When Winnet shows a cold-blooded and cruel side, she can't help but feel suspicious.The bond between them was incomplete, and the Winnet she saw was incomplete.

When she was stunned on the outside, she was thinking about this matter in her heart. Even if she thought rationally, she could never make a fair and objective judgment on anything.

From person to person, there is no absolute standard answer.

"You murderer!"

Shirley scolded in disgust.

It was just right as a counterattack to the shot just now.

She chooses to believe in Winnet, and at this moment she hopes that Winnet can also believe in her, because words are not perfect symbols, and they should have a tacit understanding across this bridge.

"I'm just redeeming them." Winnet took the opportunity to pinch Shirley's smiling face and threatened, "If you don't want to become like those pieces of meat dumped in the mud, it's best not to do unnecessary things."

"All right, Abis."

Belmode took her mobile phone, checked the information, grabbed the notebook, pen, and cassette recorder from the storage slot on the car, like the equipment of a spy, and opened the door.

She opened the rear door first, and asked Shirley to get out of the car with a subtle courtesy, with a slight sarcasm on her cheek.

After Winnet got out of the car, Belmode closed the door. "This is a secret passage set up in the alley." She took out the key and opened the chain on the aluminum door. "You look so conspicuous when you walk through the main entrance."

"Even Belmode, you are here, is it so difficult?"

Belmode led Shirley and Winnet, who were silent, into the hut, and opened the lid that looked like a cellar, and there was an underground passage inside. "It's just the pursuit of efficiency," Belmode explained. "While mastering Aberius, by the way, put a nail in the inside of the mud meeting to broaden our drug delivery channels to provide support for a little girl's research."

After listening to Belmode's explanation, Winnet found that Shirley was far more valued than she imagined.A bunch of members of the organization got together just to guarantee Shirley's materials for drug development.This made her wonder what kind of drug Shirley was researching, which made the organization spend so much trouble.

Upon hearing the news, Winnet was somewhat relieved.

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

There are not many stairs in total, and the underground casino is not far from the ground.They walked through a tunnel wrapped in dim lights, and the atmosphere was dizzy. When Belmode opened a door, there were immediately noisy sounds involved, the collision of balls, the swaying of plastic blocks, and rhythmic bystanders Small talk.

Winnet didn't know much about such places, and it was a good thing they were just passing through, otherwise she thought she might be driven mad by the low hum of the weird machine.

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

But halfway through, she realized that it wasn't the worst. On a stage in the middle, there was a real lap dancer doing a blushing, heart-pounding dance, and she couldn't help but glance at Belmode.

"Ah," Belmode laughed upon seeing this, "If it's for you alone, it's not impossible."

Belmode joked that although such a dance is embarrassing enough, it's okay to dance in front of a little girl. With her background of being a star for so many years, such a dance is not difficult for her.

Of course, it's not that she really wants to dance, it's a good seasoning to tease her Dark Angel once in a while.

Winnet felt that the sharpness was on her back, as if Shirley was staring at her, so she quickly shook her head and said seriously, "Anyway, you're making fun of me again, and besides, that's too unclean!"

Belmode smiled and said no, according to the dogma in the Bible, everyone cannot escape the judgment.

She took a mask off the wall, put it on Winnet's face, and looked surprised when she tried to repeat the process on Shirley's cheek.

Shirley has already put on a mask, a kind of mask that is incompatible with the style here, like a mask drawn by a child with graffiti.

Jagged red doodle.

"Your preferences are peculiar, girl," Belmode said.

"Masks are like art, they don't reflect the specific characteristics of the person who wears them," Shirley said. "No matter which one you choose, you are free, and there is no difference between high and low."

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

Miss Winnet decided not to say unnecessary words, so as not to prevent the collapse of the established characters.It's a little difficult for her to be as boring as Ji Luxi, but she is familiar with the feeling of being cold and detached from herself, and she can reproduce it without any acting talent.

Even though she showed a big difference when she got along with Belmode, the other party didn't seem to be suspicious at all.

She didn't know that the key to Belmode's lack of suspicion was that what Belmode knew from Bridge was that she was a dark angel lurking in the sunshine—falling into darkness was the moment of awakening.

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

Winnet was sure that it was not for guests, and it smelled like a dead person.

Belmode opened another door, and there was an obvious smell of blood from inside.

A small room with a dark green refrigerator, a white tiled table, a greasy electric stove, a rusty faucet, and a red and white linoleum.

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

The oilcloth was separated by strips of dried blood.

"Jacques, you're still so badass." Belmode randomly picked a chair and sat down, took out a lady's cigarette, "It seems that everyone has arrived."

……

084 Jacques' Bad Joke

With her heart pounding in her chest, Shirley found the vacant seat and sat down.

Fortunately, with Winnet sitting next to her, it made her feel less nervous.

She could see that not long ago, someone was tied to this long dining table and accepted some kind of vicious torture. Maybe he was still alive, maybe he had turned into a corpse.Even in the course of her studies she had seen nothing less, and at no point had it made her feel at ease--which was always terrible--habit only lessened its effects.

In her eyes, Winnet ignored the bright and annoying characteristics of blood, and faced the reddish-brown paste calmly. Among the members of the organization, except for some uncoordinated appearance, she was hardly affected by it, as if Death has long been commonplace, even the villainous spareness of the culprit.

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

Winnett, Belmode, Cohen, Chianti, Ji Luxi, and Jacques Shirley has never seen, Irish whiskey, Calvados, Avelina without a code name.

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

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

"This is the map of the party venue." Avelina looked at Ireland and Winnet with complicated eyes, and obviously recognized them, but she didn't say anything, "A party of old-fashioned mafia, this time the invitation I came to Aberius to try out the attitude of this new organization, I got the invitation letter through my channel, if you want to catch all the cadres, this is the best place."

Winnet could tell at a glance that the other party had bad intentions. They didn't just get rid of the cadres of Aberius. It was clear that they wanted to get rid of those giants together, so as to pave the way for her next plan.

Although she felt a little uncomfortable being used, Winnet did not explode on the spot.

"All at once?"

She has a butterfly tattoo on her left eye and often wears heavy eye shadow. The woman code-named Chianti sneered.

"It's clearly for your own purposes, isn't it?" said Chianti. "What good is it to us to do such a dangerous thing?"

"This will help me quickly take over Aberius, so as to control the medicinal material channels of the entire west coast." Avelina explained.

Avelina's attitude angered the aggressive Chianti. She was about to draw a gun. The man sitting beside her, wearing a black baseball cap and black goggles with round lenses, was holding her arm.

"She's still useful."

He said a short sentence, and immediately looked at Belmode who was sitting on the main seat.

This operation was handed over to Bellmode by the BOSS to command. Although she was not a member of the operation team, as a "woman favored by the BOSS", it was no big deal to have the right to command.

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

Belmode smiled confidently, as if he didn't care about it at all.

Chianti, who sat at the back, spat dissatisfiedly to express her dissatisfaction with Belmode.Jacques looked at Chianti with a smile on her face. She was wearing a bit wide glasses today, and she always liked to push the slipped glasses to the bridge of her nose with her fingers.

It's like the meaningless repetitive movements of middle school students.

Irish whiskey came out to smooth things over, "How exactly?"

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

Belmode rotated the chair, raised his legs, and showed a proud posture, "Avellina, please analyze for us first, the composition of the forces, and the situation of the venue."

"The people who attended were all prominent figures from the dark side, including Galsworthy and many other old mafia families. The sponsor was Isaiah Maxey, whose family ran many casinos and opera houses." Ivy Lina submits a list to Belmode.Then, she explained, "Aberius' expansion of the drug pipeline in many family territories made him very uncomfortable and wanted to 'talk' in person."

Belmode threw the document in his hand on the table without even looking at it.

"The party is to celebrate the 50th birthday of Isaiah Maxi. It is an open exchange meeting. The number of people invited this time is very large, not only people from the Mafia family, but it is expected that everyone with a reputation in Aberius will turn up."

Avelina gave a detailed account of the condition of the venue, as well as the possible layout and location of the guests.After that, she listed the retreat routes and marked them with letters, which shows that she has done a considerable amount of investigation.

"Apis, what do you think?" Belmode did not express his opinion after hearing this, but brought the topic to Winnet.

Miss Winette started to travel in the middle of the journey, and Belmode reminded her, and her keen senses began to wake up.

What's up with the lap dancer? Isn't it the target of public criticism to push her out now?

Miss Winette felt a pain in her stomach when she felt Chianti's uncomfortable gaze.

This woman is so scary!

If you hate lap dancers, you hate them. Why do you implicate me?

Miss Winnet felt very wronged. She and Belmode were not related, and she was targeted by the heavy metal girl for no reason. It was simply too bad.

Not only the heavy metal girl, but the taciturn man and Avelina also stared at her, with not so friendly eyes, the rest of the people are okay, they are all old acquaintances.