Chapter 22

Angelica thought about it, but in the end she was unwilling to let herself be an "empty nester" doing nothing.

She sorted through all the current matters and found that the most recent one was also a week away - an invitation from the Suzuki Consortium to attend a large banquet called "Guardian of the Black Star".

"In this case, it's time to enrich yourself."

Angelica looked down at her hands, which were the same as before: It's time to regain the ability to control delicious food!

good!

First use a notepad to write down all the courses you need to study.

In addition to her cooking skills, Angelica has other abilities that seem to be gradually declining.

For example, her flower arranging skills were very good before. But now it's a little difficult to even take care of the garden in a unique way.

The problem is, Angelica's craftsmanship is not good, but her aesthetics is still online.

So much so that now every time she sees the garden at home, she can't help but frown a little.

For example, she used to be able to do a little bit of all kinds of crafts: pottery, woodcraft, weaving... There are many small ornaments brought from her family in NY, and each one of them was made by Angelica.

But now, Angelica finds it difficult to give her baby daughter a perfectly symmetrical bun!

Oh my god - is this the price of special abilities?

The appearance of the badge did not bring any convenience to Angelica's life, but it did bring her a lot of danger.

Because of this, Angelica has not regarded [Ability] as a [Habit] yet.

"That's strange..." Angelica went up to the second floor and searched again and again in the study, "I remember bringing it back. There is nothing wrong with putting the notepad on the table in the study room..."

Ah! It turns out to be here!

Angelica opened the drawer and finally found the target: it seemed that she had forgotten the real location after tidying it up before.

"Xiaolan mentioned a lot of interesting interest classes before..."

"But no matter what, the cooking class must be placed at the top of the schedule."

Angelica opened the black-covered notepad and casually picked it up from the pen holder. I took a pen inside and started writing quickly.

She is still used to writing English. Each letter is smooth and elegant, and the natural connecting strokes make the words of each sentence seamless.

"Besides, maybe I should go to Morio Town to confirm the situation personally during the weekend."

We can't let that guy... remain in an inexplicable and mysterious state.

No matter if you disappear or if you don't contact someone on purpose, there will always be a result.

Before she knew it, Angelica had already filled the page. This is just a preliminary plan for the coming week.

The study is in a good location, so it's not too bright from the sun, nor is it completely backlit.

Under the soft light, Angelica moved her neck and wrists twice, cleared the desktop, and closed the notepad.

This time, she confirmed her placement again and again.

However, on the inside of Angelica's invisible notepad, those well-organized plans and those beautiful flying fonts were slowly disappearing.

The ink fades away word by word, and in the end, what is left on the inside is still white paper that is as clean as new.

. On the busy Chuo Avenue

in Ginza, Tokyo

, Angelica stood on the side of the street, hiding in the shadows, looking up at the complicated guidance signs.

Yes, she is lost.

Angelica's sense of direction is quite average, and her ability to read guide signs isn't much better. She stood under the large metal plate, raising her head. Her bright eyes seemed serious, but in fact they were filled with doubts and confusion.

It's still early.

The route in her brain was completely knotted. Angelica glanced at her watch and confirmed that she had plenty of time to try.

Although Ginza is as prosperous as ever, the changes in nine years are enough to make Angelica, who is not familiar with it, completely lost.

In fact, according to Angelica's original arrangement, there was no need for her to come to the "expensive" area of ​​Ginza: today she was going to check all the assets under her name, not only to facilitate the access to funds in the future, but also to It is also to prevent "accidents" like the one in the welfare home from happening again.

If there is such a kind person in the world, please ask him to donate his excess kindness to others.

In addition, Angelica is also planning to enroll herself in a cooking class. Of course, if it's convenient, she also plans to check out if there are any reliable and professional handicraft classes.

The reason why Angelica is standing stupidly on the street now is because the cooking class mentioned by Mao Lilan is opened in this place where land is so valuable - it is said that it was opened by a famous cooking master, and the other party even wrote a monograph Several books have been published.

"...Actually, Yuanzi and I, ah, are my good friends...we are also planning to sign up in two days..."

Although Mao Lilan was a little embarrassed, there was no need to say anything in her big and bright eyes. Angelica also fully understood the expectation: he expected Angelica to accept his suggestion and go to the same cooking class with him.

"It would be great if... there was a navigation that could take me directly to my destination..."

Angelica sighed, laughing at her own whimsy: If there is a more convenient map, I don't know how to have it in life. How convenient!

"Speaking of which, Dr. Ali..."

In the two days since she moved here, Angelica has followed her personal habit of bringing gifts to greet her neighbors - of course, there are only a handful of buildings that are currently inhabited.

During this period, because she always ordered delivery from the restaurant at the same time, Angelica would often meet her next door neighbor, Dr. A Li, at the entrance of the hospital.

At first, the two of them just nodded and smiled at each other.

But when Angelica learned the identity of the other party, she asked the other party to do a small favor - concerning the mysterious guest, Haibara Ai.

"Hmm... this name is very interesting." The chubby middle-aged man smiled and touched his beer belly, "So, you need my help in processing the identity information, right?"

Haihara Ai seemed to have expected Anjie. Rika will take her to visit Dr. Agasa. I don’t know what she said to the other party alone after entering the door. Angelica only knows that the final result is: Dr. A Li accepted the matter of forging | identity very well.

From Angelica's point of view, it was as if something similar had already happened to him once.

Dr. Ali, who lives alone, is an outstanding doctor of engineering. He usually loves inventions, even to the point of obsession.

It's just that...most of the time his inventions are just fantastic ideas that cannot be realized, and he often makes himself disgraced.

"Maybe he can."

Angelica walked slowly along the street, the shadow of the building engulfing her whole body.

She muttered to herself for a while, took out her phone, and decided to send a text message to Dr. A Li.

I heard that his recent invention ideas have been a bit stuck, and I hope I can give him some help.

"Hey."

Angelica, who was concentrating on typing, had tried her best to slow down her pace. She didn't want some unsafe encounter to happen to her.

Even so, she was still touched.

The voice came from above Angelica's head, and to her ears, it even felt a little distant.

This voice...Have I heard it somewhere?

Because the other party's "speech" was too brief, Angelica couldn't recall and confirm it properly. She could only stop, raised her head, and looked at the "hill" only ten centimeters away from her.

So far, among the people Angelica has known, there are not many that she can use the word "mountain" to describe.

Her missing husband Jotaro Kujo is the first one, and the second one is the strange and familiar fierce man in front of her.

The reason why they are strangers is because Angelica doesn't know the other person's name at all.

The reason why she was familiar was because... this man was the terrorist killer who inexplicably launched a fatal attack on her at the airport.

too close.

Angelica pursed her lips and took two steps back as quietly as possible, trying to put enough distance between herself and the other party.

Even so, her goal of escaping from the opponent's aggressive atmosphere was still not achieved.

Fuheshier was just standing, and the oppressive feeling brought by his whole body had completely replaced the shadow of the building, completely covering Angelica.

It's really an unpleasant feeling.

Angelica subconsciously looked at the side of the other person, and was surprised to find that the mark she had made in her dream actually appeared on his thick arm, seeming to rise and fall with his breathing.

Phew——

The existence of the badge made Angelica reluctantly breathe a sigh of relief.

"I'll show you the way."

...This guy...!

Have you been next to me just now?

Angelica was simply horrified. Looking at the other person's half-smiling face, she felt that the other person was definitely not a kind person.

"Here."

Just when Angelica was about to refuse politely and then think of a way to "escape," Fuheishier suddenly bent over and thrust a business card into her hand with lightning speed. .

What?

what? !

Angelica raised her hand and glanced almost reflexively, and it was this glance that made her pupils tremble, and her already unstable worldview was once again shaky.

"If... my understanding is correct..."

Angelica glanced at the business card, and then at Fuhei Shi'er's inhumanly fit body, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart: Although she has an evil face, she is just... In terms of body shape, he is indeed very qualified for this special job.

During the short period of thinking, Angelica allowed her eyes to wander over the other person's obvious muscle lines, and unknowingly, her mind relaxed for a moment.

"It's as you understand it."

Fuheishier was really interested in the woman in front of him: not only because of his inexplicable behavior at the airport before, but also because of the weird dream that night.

He could see clearly just now: Did this woman secretly glance at my arm?

In other words, that dream was definitely related to her.

As for looking at the movements of the arm...could it be that there was something on it that I couldn't see...that she could use to twist my arm into a twist?

Although there was no pain in the dream, Fushihei, who had always stimulated others, was stimulated for the first time by an ordinary person with no offensive power.