"Are you planning to leave so soon? Why don't you stay and play for a few more days?"

Fyodor stopped and looked sideways at Annabella who was walking without any footsteps.

"I thought Miss Annabelle would go to pick people up first."

"The guests are leaving, no matter what, I will come to see you off."

The two iron balls twirling each other on Annabella's palm flew away quickly after she clenched her fist, and stopped beside Fyodor. One changed into two, two changed into forty, and dozens of small and exquisite iron balls were like satellites. Surround him.

"Miss Annabella, are you going to kill me?"

Fyodor was caught by Annabelle, but the upward angle of the corners of his face did not change at all.

"Are you going to kill me? Before I give you any more pleasure?"

Fyodor could see that Annabella's body was starting to rust from the boredom, so she indulged herself into Yokohama.

"Give me a reason not to kill you."

Annabella knew that Fyodor had guessed it, she had received the news when he entered Yokohama, and she wanted to see what interesting things he could do in Yokohama.

Of course she knew about Takizawa's ability, but she didn't expect that she would be hit by it. It was nothing at all. The life-and-death frontline that she hadn't experienced for a long time even made her somewhat dull fighting nerves and body tremble with excitement. She originally planned to treat him Say a little thank you.

If Fyodor hadn't touched Dazai.

"In the face of absolute power, even I have no way to resist."

Annabelle nodded with a sneer,

"continue."

"Nothing."

"there is none left?"

Fyodor laughed,

"Yes, no more. My life is now in Miss Annabella's hands. Whether to kill or not is at your discretion. It is an honor to die in your hands."

Annabelle said coldly,

"It's such a bad feeling to be led away by someone. So quickly figure out that I have no interest in killing a person who wants to die?"

Fyodor smiled and said nothing, Annabelle Jesso's ability is indeed too powerful to believe, let alone the Mirufiore family behind her.

But she still has shortcomings, that is, she is an arrogant and contradictory woman.She has the power and strength to support her arrogance and self-will, so she likes to play prey.But she also regards herself as an excellent fighter, and she will respect evenly matched enemies.

So she is very elusive but very easy to figure out the means.

"interesting."

Obviously, Annabella also knew her problems, but she didn't make any corrections and changes. This was her willfulness and arrogance.

"What is the most precious thing in you to you?"

"My hat."

As soon as Fyodor finished speaking, the white winter hat on his head was pierced by dozens of iron balls and fell to the ground.

"Congratulations, your wit has saved my life from me."

Annabella withdrew the iron ball resting on his head and suspended her feet off the ground,

"Bring me more interesting shows to pass the time, Mouse, and don't let the curtain fall too soon."

Fyodor looked up at her and smiled,

"as you wish."

"Humph."

Annabella let out a cold snort and left his sight, stood on top of a tall building and took out a small black earphone,

"Awaiting your orders, boss."

"The Mirufiore family's intelligence personnel, including underground lurking personnel, began to collect all the information [Five Decays of Heaven and Man], and the Eye of God conducted a third-level surveillance on Fyodor Dostoyevsky. I want to know at any time Where the rat is. This is the chief's highest order."

"Yes boss."

Annabelle blinked and watched the screen of the wearable invisible computer confirming that the pupil had successfully logged into the Eye of God system. She watched Fyodor skillfully avoiding the surveillance cameras on the street and leaving the bustling city center Go all the way to the outskirts far away from the urban area.

"Suspicious mouse."

Fyodor has been making detours for fear of getting rid of the tracking and surveillance of others, but how could he know that the tracking from the Eye of God cannot be shaken off.

As long as it is covered by the satellite signals of the Eye of God, it is within its monitoring range, and the transmission signals of the 120 five satellites cover the entire earth.

"Good day, Lady Annabelle, I never expected to meet you on the streets of Yokohama."

Annabella sighed and put down the coffee cup in her hand,

"Why is it so difficult just to enjoy a leisurely afternoon tea in the afternoon?"

"Maybe it's because Lady Annabelle is as eye-catching as I am among the crowd."

"You still know how to please me, Mr. Fitzgerald."

Blonde Fitzgerald, dressed in a well-fitting suit, bowed gracefully to Annabella,

"It's my pleasure."

"Is your wife well?"

Fitzgerald nodded and said,

"Not bad. I'll just sit here and bring the coffee."

The waiter put the coffee on the tray in front of him with a blank expression, and said in confusion,

"Um, did you order this cappuccino?"

"Huh? Cappuccino, forget it, I'm not picky about coffee."

Fitzgerald took out several ten thousand yuan banknotes from his wallet and put them on the waiter's tray.

"keep the change."

"Ah, hi!"

Annabelle chuckled slightly after watching his actions,

"It's still the same, Fitzgerald. Are you sitting in front of me this time trying to buy Jesso Industries from me again?"

"Ever since Stark Industries closed its weapons department and turned to clean energy, Jesso Industries can be said to be the only one in the field of weapons manufacturing and development."

"I didn't expect that you were still paying attention to the American market, and you forgot about Hammer."

After taking a sip of coffee, Fitzgerald put down his cup and said,

"Hammer is not an opponent of Jesso Industries at all, let alone Tony Stark recently recommended to familiar military personnel that they should cooperate with Jesso Industries."

Annabella shook her head helplessly and said,

"It's a pity that Hanmer has more military background than Jesso Industries, otherwise Jesso Industries would really be the only one."

"Hammer is just a clown, and it's only a matter of time before Jesso Industries wins the US military supplier quota."

"Oh, it seems you know a lot."

Fitzgerald crossed his legs and said to himself,

"From the recent activities attended by the CEO of Jesso Industry, it can be seen that he has entered the shortlist. The news that Jesso Industry has won the supplier quota is believed to come out soon, so I started before I started to promote. A lot of stock in Jesso Industries."

"Oh? That's a really good idea. Although Hammer can't do it, do you really think that Jesso Industries can win a place from Osborne Industrial Chemicals, which has been operating in the United States for many years?"

"Miss Annabella knows better than me the physical condition of CEO Osborne, and last time I saw old Mr. Osborne in Gerya."

Annabelle smiled more sincerely at Fitzgerald,

"That's right. He has a rare gene reversed hyperplasia inherited from his family. That disease is much more difficult to treat than cancer. Fortunately, Harry Osborne, the heir of Osborne Industrial Chemicals, has not yet started to get sick. He can be cured with the Regeneration Cradle, but Old Osborne's sickness, not even Merufiore can help him."

Fitzgerald looked at Annabella and stroked her chin,

"The young son can be completely cured from the torment of the disease, but the elderly father lives in despair day and night and is completely hopeless? Lady Annabelle really likes "pranks" as always."

"God is fair."

Annabelle picked up the coffee cup and smiled at Fitzgerald,

"And so is the fate of death."

"Where did old Osborne offend Lord Annabella?"

"No. I just told that young Mr. Osborne that his father's illness is not a big problem if he stays at home for a long time and uses the regenerative cradle to live to seventy or eighty. But if the illness is completely cured, I am afraid of old Osborne. Mr. Osborne will pay less attention to his body and stay busy in the company, so he will not live so long. As expected, Mr. Osborne Jr. did not exceed my expectations, and quickly made a choice for me."

Fitzgerald looked at the calm Annabella and thought,

"Maybe I should buy some more Osborne shares, especially when the next CEO is still so young."

"If you really want to buy it, you have to hurry up, because Mr. Osborne has cured his illness some time ago and bought the Cradle of Rebirth and went to New York."

Annabelle thought of Harry Osborn's sad eyes because of his father's indifference, which was a little funny,

"I think he's going to start asking his dad to 'retreat' at home soon."

He and little Osborne were silent for a moment after hearing what he said, and looked at him with joy and joy in his eyes. In addition, his eyes were inherited from Norman Osborn in addition to the family genetic disease. extreme.

"It seems that Osborne Industries has been unable to compete with Jesso Industries for a long time. Is Annabelle planning to let Jesso Industries enter the military industry?"

Annabella nodded to Fitzgerald and said,

"It's boring to always stay in one field, not to mention that it takes a lot of money to support your family in order to provide the best material life."

Fitzgerald had always known how she felt about her family, and he also had the opportunity to meet her because he wanted to buy the regenerated cradle to treat his wife's illness.

As long as what you want is not about your own wishes but for others, the head of the Mirufiore family is always interested in meeting and talking.

"Tell me your purpose, Fitzgerald, and I will listen patiently."

Fitzgerald leaned forward and smiled at her,

"Master Annabella, have you ever heard of the "book" that can grant wishes?"

Annabelle raised her eyebrows in surprise,

"I have no interest in fictional items in legends."

"That legend is true, it can make the owner's wishes come true."

Annabella tapped her fingers on the table lightly and frowned,

"That thing is in Yokohama? You wanted to destroy Yokohama because of this thing?"

Fitzgerald looked at her as if it was really the first time he heard such a thing, he couldn't believe it,

"I thought Lady Annabelle knew everything."

Annabelle raised her eyes and said contemptuously,

"No one knows everything, and that's not a good thing for the world."

"Then Annabella-sama knows now that she wants to cooperate with me? As long as you find that "book" in Yokohama and write on it, you can realize all your wishes and make up for all the regrets and pains in life."

"..."

Fitzgerald whispered in her ear like a devil's whisper,

"With the strength of the Mirufiore family, it is not difficult to find anything. I can provide you with the information I know. As long as my daughter is resurrected and Elizabeth gets better, the rest can be left to Lady Annabelle. write."

"Make up... sorry?"

Then can her father, mother and sister all come back to life?Could she do it all over again and never meet Stryker at the age of six?

"I put my business card here, please give me a call when Lady Annabella thinks it through."

Annabelle pursed her lips tightly and did not stop Fitzgerald from leaving his business card. After he left, Annabelle stared at the card for a while before getting up and leaving.

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