Shelley looked at the ceiling, wondering what was pushing her to take the risk.
She analyzed her thoughts carefully.
——Ah, so, I wanted to repay Mr. W’s kindness and make him proud of me.
The girl got the correct answer.
No, it should be said that the correct answer has always been there, but it has been ignored by the girl.
——But now, Mr. W no longer trusts me.
Shelley knew it.
Yesterday morning, she accidentally saw a cockroach crawling into Mr. W's room. Mr. W's room is very tidy, so it is impossible for a cockroach to be attracted there. It must be an insect robot from some country.
Combined with what Chen Zhongwu said this morning, I'm afraid the robot cockroach heard something.
——Next, the officer will probably find a way to pass the recording to me.
Shelley looked at the ceiling.
——And I was also tired, so I decided to treat it as an ordinary cockroach and pretend not to see it.
Shelley felt that he had never understood himself better than he did now.
——Although I think that Mr. W is so experienced that he will definitely discover this little bug and nip the attempt of eavesdropping in the bud.
——Mr. W, you are really at the age where you should retire. Why don't you just go back to your castle and be a kind old grandfather?
Shelley sighed softly, changed his position, and turned over.
She looked at the white wall by the window.
——When I asked him if he was going to turn me into his puppet like those girls, he asked me to ask my own heart.
Shelley began to think back on everything that had happened since she came here.
I've been here for less than a month - almost a month.
As long as it is not related to the task, I am very happy, very happy.
Shelley discovered this for the first time.
——It’s really strange, as long as it is related to the task, I will bear tremendous psychological pressure, as long as it is not related to the task, I will instantly feel free of pressure and can often laugh without worries.
——Is this also the effect of the Yellow King’s ability?
Shelley began to think about his feelings towards the King in Yellow - towards Masha.
——Come to think of it, when I first reported to Mr. W, I seemed to have said that Masha was the type that would have a fatal attraction to some girls.
——What about me? Do I belong to this part?
Everything that happened since the first time he met Marsha came back to Shelley's mind one by one.
He was a smooth-talking guy who talked a lot of nonsense all the time, but he had an unexpected sense of humor.
He is also very knowledgeable, and you can feel that he has read a lot of books and is very knowledgeable.
That’s right. After all, he was the top scorer in the college entrance examination and was a leader among studious Chinese.
And he is——
Shelley thought back to how Martha had made her feel when he was the King in Yellow.
A strong sense of oppression.
The feeling of powerlessness of being manipulated by a series of interlocking schemes.
Absolutely invincible despair.
The King in Yellow is undoubtedly powerful, probably much more powerful than Mr. W.
So when Shelley regarded him as an enemy, he felt suffocated whenever he thought about being his enemy.
But now——
If he were a friend...
——It’s a friendly force…
Shelley instantly understood how Winston Churchill felt after hearing about the Japanese attack on Pearl Harbor.
——Besides, being strong itself is also a kind of charm.
Shelley was having trouble breathing again.
**
In fact, the League Secretary had been standing at the door, secretly monitoring Shelley. She was a little worried that she would be discovered and ruin Masha's plan.
However, it looks like there is no need to worry about this at all.
——That woman is now in a state of very low IQ.
— Was this what you expected, Masha?
—No, you must have expected it, right?
As someone who watched Masha's "stage play" in its entirety, Fang Qiuyi was extremely shocked.
She could see that the last scene was indeed improvised by Masha.
That's why it's so shocking.
Using the newly dug underground base that she hadn't added anything to as the scene, symbolizing the life of a spy without any aesthetic sense, and then using a cute music box and dressing mirror to represent the happiness of an ordinary girl, Masha, who could conceive and implement the script in an instant -
——Are you really human?
——Halfway through, I even thought you were going to summon something incredible and sacrifice the British girl.
——As someone like you, you must have anticipated everything that would happen next, right?
——It turns out that people like Zhuge Kongming really exist!
In fact, if he wasn't worried about ruining Masha's next plan, the League Secretary would really want to go over, pat the British girl on the shoulder, and say to her:
“I know the feeling.”
——But no, what if this step is not in Masha’s plan?
——After all, he has already told me, so let the British girl ask her own heart for the rest.
——As an outsider, my interference will probably affect the British girl’s own fermentation progress, right?
——What if it not only affects the fermentation progress, but also ferments in the wrong direction, turning from aged wine into Huadiao?
So, the league secretary decided to just stand by and watch the British girl's feelings ferment.
She could even smell the wine.
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I've decided. While my creative juices are flowing, I'll finish coding this part of the story in one go and then fall asleep.
If you are not an author, you will never understand the feeling of being afraid that the fermented wine in your head will flow away after waking up from a sleep.
Chapter 328 You can use my annual membership (update )
Later, Shelley actually fell asleep.
When she woke up, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon.
As soon as she sat up, she saw Chihiro standing at the door. After their eyes met, Chihiro asked, "Did you sleep well?"
"Yeah." Shelley nodded, stretched, and then frowned because of the pain in her chest.
"This is how it works when you sleep with a hard top." Chihiro looked like she felt the same way. "Actually, I wanted to come up and help you take it off, but I was afraid you would misunderstand. After all, the guy in our family is a guy who doesn't hide his desires at all."
Shelley looked at Chihiro and suddenly asked: "What does he want to do? I mean..."
"I know what you're asking. To put it simply, you want to build a paradise for only him and his woman in the coming chaos?"
"Uh……"
"I'm just kidding. Our motto right now should be, happiness is everything. I think this best summarizes our current motivation. As long as something can make us happy, we will do it."
"Isn't this just a complete pleasure crime?"
"Yes, but when people talk about happy offenders, they usually forget that doing good deeds can also make people happy."
Shelley looked at Chihiro.
Qianxun turned and walked out: "My break is almost over. When you are better, remember to come down and show up. Everyone heard that you fell down the stairs and hit your head, and they are very worried about you."
Chihiro said and left.
Shelley rubbed his head.
——I see. That’s how you explained it to others.
Shelley stood up, rubbed her aching accessory breast, and left the room.
This sound sleep made her feel refreshed.
As soon as she went downstairs, she saw little Baiquan running out of the kitchen with a basket of biscuits, and then Xiao Shi grabbed him from behind by the collar and lifted him up.
Before the contents of the basket were about to spill, Xiao Shi grabbed the edge of the basket and successfully secured both the child and the cookies.
"Failed!" Baiquan yelled, but she didn't feel depressed at all, but a little happy? Maybe for her, stealing cookies from under Xiaoshi's nose is a fun game.
Shelley asked Xiao Shi: "It feels like you... have practiced martial arts?"
That's how she felt, and she asked casually.
Normally, she would never ask such a casual question. Spies must think twice before acting and be cautious in everything they say and do.
Xiao Shi snatched the cookie basket from the child, put the child down, looked up at Shelley and smiled and replied: "Yes, the shrine maidens of the Kikuri family need to learn Kagura dance and naginata techniques, so I am not afraid of those bad guys at school."
"Is that so?" Shelley nodded. "Would you like to spar with me sometime?"
"Eh? This...are you free?" Xiao Di gave an embarrassed smile, as if to say "I don't want to bully a weakling like you."
After saying that, Xiao Shi returned to the kitchen with the biscuit basket.
The little boy Baiquan who was left behind by her looked up at Shelley who had just come down the stairs.
Shelley suddenly found that this little girl was extraordinarily cute and wanted to pinch her little face.
She said to the little kid, "Oh ha yo."
"It's afternoon." The child answered in Chinese, which was already somewhat fluent.
Only then did Shelley remember that he had slept for almost a whole day.
The child said a lot of nonsense in Japanese, but Shelley just touched her head and went into the kitchen.
Masha was wearing a safety helmet and dressed as a chef, and was busy.
Seeing Shelley come in, he gave her a meaningful look - at least it was a meaningful look in Shelley's opinion.
"Why did you come in wearing casual clothes? Go change into a maid outfit," said Masha.
Shelley frowned. "Is that how you talk to a patient who just 'bumped his head'?"
"I am your boss." Masha said seriously, "Unless you are lying down and can't get up, you have to work during working hours."
Shelley was shocked, and then looked at Comrade Josephine who was just getting food at the food counter: "You just watch the capitalists exploit the workers?"
"You are an English aristocrat, obviously. I am happy to see you experience the life of the proletariat," said Comrade Josephine, picking up the plate and leaving.
After staring at Comrade Josephine's back for a while, Shelley turned and went out to the dressing room to change into a maid outfit.
After a while, she returned to the kitchen wearing the maid outfit she designed for herself, then walked to the food preparation area on her own initiative and said to Xiao Shi, "Let me take over, you go take a rest."
"No, I like cooking." Xiao Shi was full of energy. "As long as the situation allows, I can work in the kitchen all day long."
"Huh? There really are Japanese women who like to cook. I always thought that was made up in animation..." Shelley said in surprise.
Masha: "This is something you Westerners don't understand about us Easterners. My grandparents are just restless, especially my grandma. My grandpa would occasionally take a break from his busy schedule to read a book, but my grandma is always busy. I always feel that my grandma enjoys the moment when she sits down to rest after a fulfilling and busy day, but she will soon get bored and stand up again to find something to do."
Xiao Shi nodded: "Yeah, I really do that! After a busy day, I drink a cup of iced barley tea, and it feels really great, but if I rest for too long, I will feel uneasy and want to find something to do."
Masha looked at Xiaoshi in surprise: "Are you really a high school girl from the 21st century?"
Xiao Shi laughed and said, "My friends often say to me, 'You seem to have traveled back in time from the old times.' Some people even asked me, 'Do you have a well in your house that can take you back to the past?'"
