Miss Moriarty wants to save Mihua Town today too

"What are you doing stupidly at the door, still thinking about that woman in Belmode?"

Winnet smiled sarcastically.

"Or are you going to shoot another shot at my head at the entrance?" Shirley asked unhappily.

Winnet looked at Shirley not knowing what to do.She searched clumsily among the piles of shoes, and finally found her indoor shoes.Then, when she looked up, she saw Shirley's arrogant and arrogant expression.

"What? What I said offended you?"

Miss Winnet shook her head.Yahweh is above, how dare she?

Miss Winnet knew that she couldn't win a quarrel with Shirley, so she quickly put on a business smile, walked into the room, followed Shirley's side like a shadow, and made Shirley unhappy again by her side-talking.

"No, even Sister Alyssa praised me for my good temper," said Miss Winette, with the flamboyance of a comedian.

Shirley ignored her, put on a coat that could cover her entire body, put on the shoes just now, and prepared to walk out of the attic door.Miss Winnet found her shoes in a flash this time, and was ready to follow.When I walked out of the stairs and came outside, I found that the weather was warmer than before.Winnet saw Shirley stop and stare at the sky.

Um, it actually snowed?

Although the date and weather were erratic, it was the first time Winnett had encountered such a sudden change.

However, seeing that Shirley didn't seem too surprised, she didn't speak.

Maybe God felt that she was wronged, and specially fell a snow to prove Miss Winnet's innocence!

Winnet followed Shirley's gaze, and there was a purple sky, like catkin-sized snowflakes, dancing slowly in the air. This scene looked very spectacular.

It was already evening, and all the residents on both sides had lit lamp holders.She followed Shirley forward for a while, and the ground was covered with a thin layer of snow-white visible to the naked eye.

"What are you doing here?" Shirley paused as she said.

Miss Winnet felt aggrieved.

"For the time being, I'm still the caretaker. Besides, it's so late, you're not safe by yourself."

Seeing Winnet's depressed look, Shirley felt a little relieved.She had known for a long time that Winnet was not sincerely treating her so viciously.But what happened tonight really made her feel very uncomfortable.

"If you don't follow, I will ride a motorcycle." Shirley explained, and then saw a fork in front of her.

Shirley looked around. It wasn't that she couldn't tell the direction or location, but she just wanted to find a convenience store.Geographically speaking, the place where they live is actually not convenient at all.

There is only one Jingong Street nearby.

She found the store with the window lights on, stepped onto the sidewalk, and if she recalled correctly, there was a main street with a bakery open a block ahead.In that case, the convenience store is also not far away.

Winnet followed Shirley without asking where she was going.If it was a walk, there should have been a flavoring agent for chatting, but she just kept walking, and she felt more and more restless.

"are you angry with me?"

At the intersection with flashing traffic lights, Winnet finally couldn't help asking.There was only one man on the whole street, and he was leading a brown dog with a collar around its neck.There was no traffic on the road, but they were still waiting for the red street light.

"Why do you think so, am I narrow-minded?" Shirley asked back, she immediately realized that her voice sounded a little heavy, and switched to a relaxed tone.Looking back and forth on both sides of the road, as if trying to figure out which way to go.

Winnet couldn't capture Shirley's expression visually, but she still felt a kind of carelessness from Shirley, as if she was carefree.

"It's snowing so hard." She changed the subject, and the huge snowflakes got into the gap between her clothes and her neck, and she felt a chill.

"Well, indeed."

Shirley responded, grabbed a handful of snow from the ground, and threw it at Winnet.

boom!

After reacting, Winnet closed her eyes immediately, and the snowflakes bloomed around her nose.

Then, she saw Shirley's lively smile from the blurry snow.

"Now, it's even."

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088 Interlocking Fingers

At this moment, Winnet felt relieved and laughed out loud.

"Being passively beaten is not in my character."

Shirley stretched out her gloved palm and made a gesture of surrender: "Then I admit defeat."

A snowball fight with Winnet will only be one-sided, even if Winnet releases water, it will be boring.

Shirley walked up to Winnet, tiptoed lightly, scraped the snowflakes off Winnet's cheeks with her fingers, and then put her forehead on Winnet's nose.

"Speaking of which, Christmas is coming soon." Shirley mentioned.

"Really?" Winnet didn't feel the truth, because the date was always like a wheel spinning, and she didn't know when to stop.

Shirley turned around on one foot and walked to the road with big strides, her whole figure was submerged in the snow.

The snow seems to be getting heavier and heavier.

Winnet was afraid that Shirley would lose track of her in the snow, so she couldn't help stretching out her palms forward, her arches were full of strength, and she started to run. In just three seconds, Shirley reappeared.Although she could hear and hear Shirley, it seemed that as soon as Shirley left her eyes that were as dim as a foggy night, she felt a sense of uneasiness.

A kind of unexperienced, extremely lonely, helpless.

In the snow that gradually covered the feet, the city was dead silent, and the man walking the dog also walked away. The fluttering snow separated the sound of the ticking signal, as if he was isolated from the world and thrown into an unknown place.

"Shirley..."

Winnet's voice trembled.

"Huh? Do you still mind my anger? It's fake." Shirley said with a smile.

"Hmm." Winnet grabbed Shirley's arm and shrunk her cheeks, "It's really cold."

"I told you, don't follow me."

Shirley laughed again. "I'm just going to the convenience store, do you think I'm going to leave you and run away?"

Suddenly, Winnet smiled, which was the answer she wanted.

Shirley is willing to stay by her side.

After walking a little further, Winnet took Shirley's hand.

She felt a warmth in her blue-white palm, from the small palm under the thin gloves.

Winnet is still greedy.

They walked, slowly, with their fingers interlocked.

It is still snowing.

The hazy snowflakes were gradually replaced by scorching lights and crowds.

After passing the crosswalk, they walked towards the wide shopping street. The two walked side by side, but Winnet always felt that Shirley was walking ahead, leading her, who had poor eyesight.

She thought that if no one led her, she must be too weak to take a step.She is always like this, unless someone guides her, she will only sink deeper and deeper into an environment, like a thief who has tasted the sweetness and continues to indulge in theft, easy to indulge, easy to get lost.

With Shirley walking by her side, even if she didn't know where to go or where to go, she felt that it was definitely a new beginning.

When she came to the commercial street, Shirley didn't go in the direction of the convenience store. She knew that the girl beside her had long been attracted by the sweet smell in the air.

On the way to discuss the plan, neither of them had a meal.Shirley led Winnet to the bakery, and there were basically only special deals left, but Winnet didn't care, and instead showed her neat and white teeth happily.

Holding the paper bag, she had the feeling of feeding a small animal used in the experiment, and saw Winnet's cheeks puffed up like a little squirrel.

Shirley couldn't help thinking that people in the organization would be surprised to see the Abis they knew in this way.

Unlike the serious and serious expression when making plans, Winnet now looks carefree.Shirley preferred Winnet this way, which made her feel like she was dealing with an emotional girl.

After purchasing some standing items, the two returned to the attic.

Due to the snow, the temperature was much lower than usual.They only had a fairly thick blanket, which Shirley carried back with some difficulty.When Winnet was about to go to her own bed, Shirley held her back.

"Come and sleep together, it's really not warm here."

Shirley put aside the part she cared about, and pulled Winnet over, and it would be warmer under a quilt.Sometimes, she also imagined that she was accompanied by someone, so it gave her a strange sense of reassurance when Winnet lay quietly like a doll beside her.

By the way, you can also appreciate the young Miaoman's body, and look at the magnificence of the tender white and soft skin under the moonlight... Shirley's eyes are still active. In terms of sleep, the time is still early for her, but Winnet had closed her eyes a long time ago, panting steadily, as if she had come to the ideal land of dreams, where there were no enemies or disasters worthy of vigilance.

The killer Abis took off her guard, and Shirley gently pulled Winnet's hair back, watching her side face and slowly falling asleep.

The next day, nothing happened.

What happened last night was like a dispensable episode in life. No one brought up the old story again, and everything went on as usual. Feeling unrealistic, she thought to herself, if she could reunite with her sister, maybe she would live like she is now, so peaceful that her brain slows down.

Still, something is different.

Watching Winnet walking back and forth, clearing the dishes, she felt that she was playing the role of the older sister.

Until the end of a peaceful day, an unexpected visitor came to visit.

A beautiful young woman about 30 years old, she combed short blond hair, and the makeup on her face was very clever, giving people a shrewd and sophisticated impression, with a plump body.

The woman's appearance immediately aroused Shirley's vigilance.

Shirley's voice was cold and ironic: "Bermod, why do you have to act so coquettish?"

The change of the young woman's mellow voice—Bermod said in her original voice: "You should say welcome, girl, this will make you appear more educated. Abis, it seems that your lives are quite romantic...than mine Much better imagined."

"There's no need to treat yourself badly, is there?" Winnet interrupted Belmode, "It would be better if I didn't live in such a shabby place."

Winette complains about Belmode's location.

Even if it's not a high-end villa, a nice apartment is fine.She expresses this with her eyes. In fact, she has no requirements for how she lives. In other words, this standard has completely changed.

Living near Shirley, this is what she wants more.

"Let's make up for this in Japan. Now, it's time for us to take action." Belmode glanced at Shirley, then looked at Winnet, "What should she do?"

"It's very simple, just take me with you." Shirley answered quickly.

"You?" Belmode glared at Shirley, then sat down, "Well, I don't mind. It would be even better if you were killed during the operation. If you don't care, you are not afraid of not seeing your sister , I have no reason to stop you, girl."

"I don't agree, there's no need to bring a burden," Winnet said.

"I'm not a burden." Shirley denied, "On the contrary, on the contrary, I can replace Belmode to complete the driving task."

Belmode smiled brighter: "Abis, I am the person in charge of the operation. Well, let her try it out. I also want to see what a so-called genius is like."

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089 Masquerade ([-])

Actions require the use of different guns.

After Winnet and Shirley boarded Belmode's car, they went not to the banquet site, but to a place similar to where she and Shirley lived.There, Belmode prepared weapons in advance and hid them in a large enough package.

It means that she needs to choose weapons on the spot, because this mission is different from the previous ones, and she needs to use multiple weapons to perform it.

On the stage, it is necessary to use a pistol with a large number of reloads, and the power must be appropriate.

These days, Winnet felt that her left arm had almost recovered, so she chose the usual Colt Python again. If the number of charges was insufficient, she needed to use a fatal blow to make up for it.

Less than perfect preparation, but it's the flawed approach that makes it challenging.Just to ensure the success of the mission, a sufficient number of bombs may be a better choice, but if it triggers eye-catching social phenomena, there will be more troubles to deal with later.

Winnet would set herself up for a challenge, to achieve a sense of tension that was close to failure.

The pistol used in the assassination, as well as the rifle and submachine gun needed in the pursuit battle, they are all necessities tonight, and she can't make any gun go wrong.

These precision instruments are like a rigorous discipline. Depending on the type, the places that need to be carefully maintained and the places that are prone to wear and tear are different. The inspection of faults is the first task, and accidental factors need to be killed in advance.

After screening the faults, Winnet packed them in the handbag respectively.

For the first stage of the mission, the opening of the prelude, she only needs to use its old friend - Colt Python.

"It seems that you have made your choice," Belmode saw that Winnet was ready, and pulled her to a place that looked like a dressing table, "Now it's time for us to adorn your beauty, although it seems a bit redundant moves, but it can amplify your charm and make you shine."

Glorious?

Miss Winnet shook her head. She didn't believe that these words of comfort to the silly girl would be noticed in an instant if they were watched by the public, not to mention being judged.

"This is a necessary link, and it's useless if you refuse, Abis." Belmode pressed Winnet's shoulder.

This made her even want to ask Shirley who was watching from the side for help, but what was waiting for her was Shirley's equally interested expression—the appearance when she was dressing up for her.

Although Miss Winnet had an aversion to dressing up to please others, since Shirley also expected something, she reluctantly accepted this time.

When the gentian-colored dress was put on her body, the hairpin decorated with coral fixed her hair, and the violet floral decoration was worn on her forehead, she felt a coolness of exploring nature, a kind of partial The discomfort of the torso in contact with the cold air, the feeling of being loosely restrained and restricted, as if the whole body is full of incoordination.