Miss Moriarty wants to save Mihua Town today too

Winnet was not used to such occasions, she had never been to a similar place in her life, although every cell in her body felt strange, but she did not show any timidity, and sat directly in the corner of the bar—easy to be spotted and Not a very conspicuous place.

Later, she realized that this worry was unnecessary.

With Shirley's attire, she is probably very conspicuous now. After ordering a glass of sherry wine from the bartender that she has never tasted, she just stays on the bar counter thinking about something, like a woman who has lost her relationship.Within half a minute, someone came up to talk to her, and Winnet politely refused each time, which was another signal of high standards in the eyes of others.

Not long after, the door opened again, and several men in fur coats walked in. Winnet felt that they were dressed like butchers, and they were violent lawbreakers, which seemed a bit abrupt in this Victorian-style bar. But it turned out to be pure drinking, beer and cocktails.

"You're absolutely useless!" a voice yelled.

Winnet turned her eyes slightly, and saw a fierce-faced man walking towards her.

There are not many people who can link it with crimes just by looking at it, and Winnett thinks this man can be counted as one of them.

"Miss, your earrings are so beautiful." The man sat on the stage next to her and said.

The up-coming focus was on the earrings, which made Winnet slightly more vigilant.In Belmode's description, although there is no such characteristic as fierce appearance, he looks almost 30 years old, with blond hair and eagle-claw-like eyebrows, all of which are completely consistent. Combined with the time and place, it should be this person.

As for why they didn't send two-way text messages, and directly made an appointment for a meeting place, Winnet guessed that the other party should be in a state where it is difficult to act alone, and it is a state that is prone to suspicion.

In a sense, this is not too different from the secret agent joint.

Winnet pretended to be a little surprised, but actually raised her eyebrows slightly to express her displeasure.She pretended to stand up, but the other party signaled her to sit down, and covered the cost of all the drinks, and shook the beer glass again, wanting to drink with her.

"Sir, please respect yourself."

Winnet will not destroy the established character set, and of course she will not accept the other party's invitation. Afterwards, the other party pours down her wine glass boldly. The cup coasters were replaced with the words - Eames.

Just looking at this word, I couldn't understand the meaning, but Winnet quickly realized that it was the location.

On the previous thumbnail map, Winnett had seen it, an Eames Freight Company.

However, of course, the location does not refer to the company, but the very close pier.

So, what time?

Winnet noticed that his head was heavily pomaded, his hair was combed neatly, his lips were pale but beardless, and his eyes were piercing like an owl's.

The slightly squinted eyes are directed at the wine glass.

There seemed to be something engraved on the bottom of the transparent cup, but it was difficult for Winnet, who had poor eyesight, to tell.

"How about a little, half a glass, ma'am," said the other party.

Does half a cup mean half a point?

Before Winnet could speak, he asked the bartender for another drink, "A glass of Irish whiskey, thank you."

Winnet didn't know much about wine culture, and she didn't think that the other party wanted to use the name of the wine to represent time. She was probably just explaining her code name and identity to her.

Before she could say anything, a woman in a long red dress came up to Code Irish Whiskey and gave her a charming look.

"You're interested in little girls, Mr. Brunner?"

Ireland, whose pseudonym was Brenner, smiled and wiped the woman's chest with his hand in front of Winnet.

The snow-white piece sandwiched between the red fabrics is exposed, and a half-sphere can be glimpsed. The woman looks very young, probably less than 30 years old. She is a charming, tall person with a pair of charming smiling eyes.

"Little girl," the woman shook her wine glass, "are you really an adult?"

Winnet ignored the woman. In her opinion, this was a rude and ostentatious act. She didn't speak, but silently drank the wine on the bar.

Because of the frequent communion, she was a little particular about how to hold the wine glass, although the contents were wine replaced by grape juice.

When the sherry wine entered her throat, there was a mellow and rich fragrance, and the taste was still sweet. Winnet didn't feel any discomfort. Perhaps her tolerance to alcohol was far beyond the limit she once thought, and there was nothing special after drinking. Feeling, like a feeling of dizziness, recalling the descriptions in literary works, she felt that it might take a while for the alcohol to come up.

"Avelina," said Ireland sternly, "come on, I don't think so."

"It doesn't look like it, you know, we have business to do in a while!"

Winnet listened, and could already conceive a big color drama in her head, but judging from the current state of Ireland, this business might really be a "business", something related to the mafia she was chasing.

Belmode's document briefly stated that Ireland is the leader of a new mafia organization, the name is "Eberius". Compared with Winnet's understanding of the traditional mafia, there is no family in its name. Words like this, to a certain extent, are equivalent to a parliamentary system, and Ireland, as one of the leaders, may also have a say.

Although Winnet didn't know much about the struggles on the stage, she was also aware of the drawbacks of this system, which was that the forces would check and balance each other.Once the mafia does not act as the voice of the patriarch, there will inevitably be internal conflicts. Once the conflicts intensify, the emerging mafia without foundation will be disbanded quickly. In this way, the purpose of the Irish undercover is very intriguing.

Judging from the information collected by Belmode and the reports on the market, one of the mafia that involved her adoptive father at that time was the prestigious Roderick family, a mafia with Italian and Polish backgrounds. Not long ago, Roderick used the channel of the war-torn country and cooperated with the bank to do the business of the mortgage deed of the war-torn country on the stock exchange with a large face value, and entrusted an agent to purchase valuable artworks in the war-torn country, making a lot of money However, they were still dissatisfied. They set their sights on a pharmaceutical raw material production field in a small country, and then transported the raw materials to the United States for processing. It was a small town and a large farm in disguise.

At that time, the hotel where her adoptive father stayed was in the small town, and a gun battle broke out, as well as a jaw-dropping incendiary bombing incident.

……

041 Ready and Jacques

Winnett was thinking about things before, and she was also studying the development of the whole incident, but she needs to know more details to fully understand the process, which is only possible with the assistance of Ireland. , it can be seen that it is a fairly radical emerging organization. Not long ago, the Roderick family disappeared. It can be simply presumed that the power was taken over by Aberius.

As a person with a certain status in the mafia, the reason why Ireland is being monitored now is that he and the whole organization are in a very sensitive state, so he will not allow members to act privately, I am afraid it is just leaving the mansion alone. Every move can be used as evidence of suspicion - for the often turbulent Mafia.

Winnett understands the structure of the underground criminal organization. If there is any action tonight, they will indeed live in groups and drink to build their courage according to their personalities. If the leader is calm enough, he may not allow such a thing, but for a handsome man As far as parliamentary organizations are concerned, strict discipline is difficult to emerge.

While the shortcomings exist, the relative advantages are that they grow very fast, and their blood is far superior to those old organizations.

"Business," Ireland grinned. "Of course, honey, we're here for business."

Winnet also saw that he deliberately turned the conversation in the opposite direction.

So, in this gap, she left with her glass in hand, asked the bartender for a low-alcohol cocktail, and after drinking it, she went to the short dam of an artificial river nearby to relax and inhale.About half an hour later, Ireland walked out of the bar with a woman named Avelina, and the two got into a wine-red Pagani. The roar of the sports car's motor revived Winnett's memory of watching popcorn being exploded on the street.

She glanced at her watch, it was 31:[-].

If it refers to half o'clock, an hour later seems too hasty. If the date is correct today, then their scheduled time is likely to be 11:30.

"Wharf's words are related to transactions. Blowing up the drug bases of other families is to prevent the market from being reshuffled by new inflows. At the same time, the batch of drugs snatched from Roderick will saturate their existing market. Need to expand overseas markets, so..."

A drug deal, Winnet concluded.

If it was purely a transaction, even asking her to go there alone would not help.

There's nothing wrong with organized handwriting in this matter.

Winnett intuitively guessed that [-]% of the transnational criminal organization she was in was familiar with the routine of gangsters and gangsters, and the interior was not monolithic. For example, Belmode did not get relevant information in advance. Of course, There is another possibility that the signal from Ireland will not reach those members who wait in the shadows and look forward to it tonight.

For the rest of the time, let's do some on-the-spot investigation.

After Winnet made a decision, she didn't rush to the pier, but returned to her residence. When she opened the door, she saw Shirley sitting at the dining table in the living room.

Shirley was yawning and reading a highly professional publication on bacteria, when she saw Winnet walking in, she leaned back in her seat.

"It's over?" she asked indifferently.

Winnet replied, "Not yet, I think it might come in handy tonight."

Winnet held the piano case on her back, which contained a sniper rifle and bullets.

Shirley didn't comment, and stood up lazily, "I'm sleepy, please remember to speak softly when you come back."

"it is good."

Winnet thought she could get a sentence or two like "come back alive", but it seemed that she was a little sentimental, Shirley's expression was no different from before.

She felt the heavy weight on her back, glanced at herself in the mirror, and felt that playing music was exactly how she felt.

Ah, what a messy place America is, how I wish I could go back to London!

free!Be safe!

Speaking of it, Japan should be considered safe, after all, I haven't heard of any terrorist activities.

Winnett didn't take a taxi. On the way, she was questioned by patrolling police detectives because she smelled of alcohol and had a young face.

She smiled and handed over her driver's license, and the police detective with a walrus beard glanced at it, then returned the driver's license to her, and said he would escort her back, but of course, she ignored it.

Even if there was a conflict nearby, no one would associate the Mafia with a little girl. A well-dressed young man and her girlfriend walked by her side. Before they crossed the alley, the other party was passionate They kissed together, and at this time, another message came from Winnet's cell phone.

The sender was still Belmode, telling her to carry out a proper cover operation tonight, and expressly stated that a gun battle would break out at night.

To be honest, judging from the time left to explore the site, this was too hasty. There is a high probability that for the organization, this operation was also a temporary initiative and there was no sufficient preparation.

After a while, Winnett arrived at the designated pier. Unlike the abandoned pier she had seen before, the nearby warehouse was in use and there were security personnel patrolling. However, after passing this distance, she found the container at the adjacent pier There was no one nearby, and the gap formed by the narrow containers was not a good place to hide. Considering the view and escape route, she had to lean over the container [-] yards away, covered by the telegraph pole, to support her.

However, this was not the result she wanted. Compared with fire support, she was better at breaking into such operations.

Winnett did not act without authorization. Her adoptive father first handed her over to her, but she should not be reckless. Only when the situation is in a state of ease can there be room for continuous maneuver.

She found some garbage such as broken plastic bags, rags, and reflective metal sheets, and placed them on the angular containers not far from the pier.

When the lights of the cruise ship shine, she can confirm the wind direction of the target point and confirm the distance between herself and the target point.

Tinyly ready, Winnett planned to return to the selected sniper point, and when she assumed the gun, her ears caught a sound other than her own, and it was coming here.

Winnet took out the Colt Python she was carrying with her, squatted down, and observed the ground by the moonlight. After a while, a woman with her hands raised came to her.

"Holding that kind of guy is really scary. It's the first time we meet, a girl who is loved by Belmode!" The woman standing below smiled knowingly, and then began to organize the large package she was holding.

Winnet couldn't confirm her purpose, but since Belmode's name is mentioned, there is a high probability that she is also a member of the organization.

A beautiful lady.

She is slim and petite, with shiny black hair, an oval face, and big eyes.

"I'm Jacques," the woman introduced herself, "I'm an undercover agent in the Spanish intelligence department, and I'm currently on vacation."

"For the time being, it is the CIA's ally in Western Europe. The chief thinker is dealing with the imaginary enemy in Eastern Europe. For this reason, I can often get in touch with some news from the United States, although these have nothing to do with today's mission."

……

042 Organizational plans

Jacques' large package contained a batch of bombs, so many that they needed to be piled up together, the weight of the bag can be imagined.She placed one of the bombs directly under Winnet, eyes sly.

Jacques said hello to Winnet respectfully, and then made a phone call. She hugged another subordinate who arrived in black and put her arms around her shoulders like an old acquaintance, and handed over the whole package to that person. Confused Winnet, she told Winnet an old London joke, and when she checked the timing device of the bomb, her expression became cheerful again: "Miss Abis, please forgive me for suddenly Looking at your actions, I guess a skilled killer would choose this area as a sniper spot. Because I have a friend who likes to do this, maybe you have met! Her code name is Chianti , always put on a bad face, but her personality is quite bold."

"I've heard of it," Winnet replied. "The man codenamed Gin mentioned it. It seems that your friend is an excellent sniper."

Winnet jumped down from the container, still holding Colt in her hand, she walked to Jacques, without letting go of her usual vigilance, she asked: "So, you already have a plan for this mission. Can you tell me about it, to be honest, I just joined the organization, and apart from getting acquainted with Belmode, I don’t know much about other people.”

"Jin," Jacques shrugged, "I sympathize with you, Abis, to work with such a crazy guy! Don't worry, since you have obtained the code name, we are reliable partners in the mission, But you still have to be careful, that guy Qin is very suspicious, if he suspects, our good days will come to an end, maybe we will be treated as an undercover agent and sink into the sea—just kidding, at least you are much cleaner than me, This world is really crazy!"

Winnet's impression of Jacques has changed again, and the other party is still a woman who talks a lot.

Miss Winette is quite familiar with this kind of situation. This is the result of accumulating a lot of pressure. In front of people who can tell the truth, she can't help turning into a chatterbox, just like accumulating a lot of pressure from service providers who are dissatisfied with rude customers. what was done in the confessional.

"Mission..." Winnett mentioned the word again.

Jacques, who was holding the bomb, suddenly realized, and said in an answering tone: "Abis, you only need to help us here, this bomb is left for you to use as a means of hindrance, just press this silver button, and the timer will automatically stop. Turns into 30 seconds. Fifty yards back there's a warehouse full of inflammables, we're going to make it as loud as possible tonight, you know, Americans like it... and freedom, they'll probably like us to be free Fireworks, um...like the festivals of the Eastern countries?"

Winnet couldn't help but want to complain.

Has she never seen fireworks set off after a bloody conflict in any country, and the end of the festival on the day of birth?

This further enhanced her impression of the members of the organization. Sure enough, only a few people were normal. Jacques in front of her was probably driven crazy by the world's crazy trends.

Maybe I will do it myself, and I will change it if I say it!Just do it!

Immediately, Jacques' voice came from her ear again: "Oh, dear! You are so beautiful, I think you are more suitable for spy work than me, or explain to the organization, let's do it together, our It will be a great job!"

Winnet shook her head, "But I'm trained as a killer, and I can't possibly have the qualities to be a spy in a short time. Jacques, you forgot to tell me about tonight."

"I regret this, the charm of Madrid is clearly better than the violence of Los Angeles, although I will also be resigning from my current post soon, the agreement dating back to the Franco period is coming to an end, this is no longer the Cold War period, I What can be done for the organization is to monitor the CIA's movements, but this project is coming to an end, and it seems that the above intends to shift the focus of development to Toyo-an island country the size of a small bullet. In the near future, we need to prepare funds. Gin and Chianti are working To prepare for this goal, tonight is also..."

Is there a cash transaction?Winnet almost understood that the organization wanted to eat up the money from the drug deal, which fit perfectly with her goal of destroying the mafia that killed her adoptive father.

"What are you going to do?"

Winnet took the time bomb in her hand and leveled it smoothly with her hand.

"As the organization usually does, clean and leave no trace." Jacques replied.

She quickly added: "There are many old-fashioned families who are dissatisfied with the emerging mafia Aberius, but due to their execution like mad dogs. At this point in time, the information we sent out is almost here. I believe there is no courage. Grind hounds will still come for a sniff, and no matter how many come, we're ready to blow 'em up."

The number of bombs in the bag just now is indeed achievable, and Winnet does not doubt Jacques' words.

Jacques blinked, "In this way, it is impossible for Aberius to know who stole the transaction funds... By the way, there is one more thing, the object of the transaction with Aberius is a gangster from Japan , an organization called Nishenhui. Since it was mentioned in the mission, I guess it was probably affected by the organization's infiltration in Japan. That adult will not ask us to do meaningless things. This kind of scattered Did your information help you, Abis?"

"It's perfect, Jacques. But there's one more thing I want to understand, which logically doesn't require me to do it."

"You are so alert," Jacques spread his hands, took a step towards Winnet, and leaned into her ear, "I don't know the specific situation, but according to the news from Ireland, Aberius has a An assassination team has threatened many congressmen and mafia families in private. Of course, I don’t believe that its people can compare with the elites in the organization, but with you, Abis, can their influence be somewhat reduced?”

"Jacques, thank you for the information."

Winnet said to Jacques, who had shiny black hair and cheerful eyes, "I have one more thing to ask you, to keep a few people from the conference and put on another show."