Chapter 265: The Immortal Witch "What am I in your eyes? ...
"You agreed so quickly." Lin Xi tapped Chris's forehead. "I thought you were going to ask me more questions."
"I won't ask anymore. I'll listen to my husband." Chris leaned on Lin Xi lovingly.
"Okay." Lin Xi picked up the last piece of mooncake, broke it in half and handed it to Chris. "The core members of our organization all use the names of alcoholic beverages as their code names. Do you want to come up with a code name for yourself, or should I help you?"
"What's your code name?"
"Me? I'm the big boss. I don't have a code name."
"Oh." Chris was a little disappointed. She had originally thought that if Mr. Ghost had a wine name, she would come up with something similar. "Please help me come up with it."
"How about calling yourself Vermouth? Vermouth, wine. I think this name suits you very well."
"OK."
"Well...as for the other codename members, you've actually already met two of them."
"Huh?" Chris looked up, surprised.
When did you meet him?
"One is Rum, Karasuma Moharu. The other is Gin. When he was in the lab like you, his code name was Zero."
"Wow." Chris let out a small exclamation.
There is absolutely no apparent connection between Karasuma Shigeharu and Zero...it turns out they are also members of the organization.
Oh, I am now too.
"There's another member in Kyoto, a codenamed Madera. He's a researcher at Baijiu Pharmaceuticals. You might have met him before. After your funeral, I'll take you to meet them formally."
"Okay, first... Boss."
The two of them admired the moon for a while and drank the last pot of tea.
When they stood up and prepared to go back, Chris grabbed Lin Xi's long sleeve again.
"Mr. Boss..." she said softly, "If I ever do something really bad to you, will you forgive me?"
Lin Xi stared at her for a few seconds, then patted her head: "That depends on what you did."
"In most cases I won't get angry. Even if you do something wrong, as long as you apologize sincerely, I will forgive you."
Chris knew why she said that.
Because in Mr. Ghost's view, those things were just children playing house, minor fights, and could not threaten her at all.
But if she really did something to her, Mr. Ghost... would she regret what she said today?
"But, Chris, what exactly do you want to do?"
The smiling eyes moved closer to her, and the curiosity in the gentle eyes made Chris feel a little ashamed - her bad thoughts were really heinous compared to this man's bright and beautiful appearance.
"Nothing." She glanced aside to cover up, "Sir, please go to bed early."
…
End of September.
Chrissie Wynyard has become famous in Kyoto.
The nobles in Kyoto all knew that the good-tempered and generous investor from China had brought his cousin Chris Wynyard back to Japan from the United States.
Moreover, this young lady has a very good appearance and a personality as good as her brother. She speaks humorously and can chat with anyone.
Many people were trying to sound out Hirojin Shibahara's opinion, to see if the two single siblings had any plans to start a family so that they could bring their own children of marriageable age into the Shibahara family's home.
However, it is sad that perhaps because of the unfamiliar climate and his previous poor health, Shibahara Hirosushi fell seriously ill within two months of arriving in Japan and soon died in a foreign land.
According to his will, all of Shibahara's property was transferred to his cousin Chris Wynyard, including his home, collections, vehicles, shares and cash.
Chris Wynyard was heartbroken. She held a funeral for her cousin and dismissed all the servants in the house after the funeral.
Because of her cousin's death, she seemed to have no intention of continuing to socialize in the Kyoto circle. She left the house with her luggage and property and never appeared in the Kyoto circle again.
For a time, countless nobles who wanted to marry this wealthy lady could not help but sigh in regret.
What a pity, the golden egg just flew away like that!
…
The day of the funeral.
Lin Xi yawned tiredly.
She put down the book in her hand, stood up and stretched.
Last night, Chris discussed with her what to do about Hirojin Shibahara's funeral.
Chris's idea was to use someone else's corpse to disguise himself as Hirojin Shibahara and send it to the crematorium for burial.
The material used to disguise the face cannot withstand the burning of the fire and will melt directly along with the flesh, blood and bones.
Lin Xi naturally followed her lead and nodded indifferently.
But last night, Chris seemed afraid that she would not be able to answer when others asked her questions, so she pestered her with many questions related to her preferences, such as what kind of flowers she liked, what color clothes she preferred, and even what style of carpet she liked.
Is there really someone so bored that would ask Chris a question like this?
She put the book away.
I'm really too sleepy.
It was all because Chris kept asking her questions yesterday and stayed up very late before going to bed.
Is this the trouble with raising children?
She pricked up her ears and listened to the noise outside the door, then opened the system map and confirmed that the funeral had already begun. She had nothing else to do, so she took off her coat, lay down on the bed, and prepared to take a nap.
As a result, once I closed my eyes, they were like they were glued together and I couldn't open them.
Sleepiness kept coming, dragging Lin Xi's consciousness into a deep sleep.
In a state of confusion, Lin Xi thought:
Could this be the "excessive thing" that the little girl mentioned?
...What's too much to ask for to let her have a good sleep?
…
The funeral is over.
From the confirmation of death, cremation to burial of the body, everything went very quickly.
By the time Lin Xi woke up from his deep sleep, the funeral was over.
She rubbed her eyes sleepily, turned her head, and met Chris who was staring at her by the bed.
"Is everything done?" She yawned loudly.
"...Yes." Chris's expression changed from apprehension to confusion. "Are you...feeling okay?"
She put a drug that could cause a coma in Mr. Ghost's breakfast.
This drug is enough to make a person unconscious and sleepy for two days.
After taking care of the funeral, Chris rushed back to the room without stopping. When she saw that Lin Xi had not disappeared and was still sleeping soundly in bed, she breathed a sigh of relief.
Then he knelt beside the bed, anxiously and devoutly waiting for Lin Xi to wake up.
When Mr. Ghost wakes up, he will definitely find something wrong. I took advantage of her trust to drug her. I don't know what she will say to me when she wakes up.
As a result, the expected anger and reprimand did not appear. Lin Xi sat up, and his whole body was still filled with the familiar feeling of relaxation that Chris was familiar with.
"My whole body aches. How much did you give me? It's such a low-quality drug, it actually made me sleep for so long. Did you give me the dosage for cattle?"
Chris stuttered and apologized subconsciously: "I'm sorry! Next time I will definitely use better medicine..."
"Do you want it to happen again?" Lin Xi was both angry and amused.
“Ah, no…”
"Why did you drug me? Are you afraid I'll suddenly run away and pretend to be dead during the funeral?"
"No, of course not! Um, um... sir, aren't you angry?"
"What are you angry about?"
"Ah, that's right, mad at me for drugging you."
"Oh." Lin Xi sighed, "Your little action is too obvious, little Chris, I saw it a long time ago."
Chris pursed her lips.
"...Then why didn't you stop me? Did you want to see what I would do?"
Lin Xi nodded honestly.
"You really are..." Chris was a little annoyed. "Aren't you afraid of what I might do to you?"
"You won't hurt me anyway." Lin Xi shrugged.
"You don't understand." Chris sniffed and stood up.
Because she had been kneeling for too long, her knees were aching. This was Chris's plan to arouse Lin Xi's sympathy when she was angry, but now it seemed that it was useless.
"I've dismissed all the servants in this house and prepared many things you'll love. I've decorated it just the way you like it. From now on, there will only be the two of us here. Everyone else will think you're dead, that no one lives here. Only I know you're still alive... You can do whatever you want here. You don't have to go out for social events anymore. You can make tea when you want and admire the moon when you want. I'll tend the flowers in the garden and clean the house."
"It sounds pretty good." Lin Xi commented.
"No, you know very well that this is wrong." Chris grabbed Lin Xi's shoulders fiercely, her eyes red as she said, "This is illegal detention. I've locked you up here, and you can't go anywhere. I'm the only living person you can see. One or two days is fine, but what about a month or two? If you lose your freedom, I'll torture you to the point of breaking you down. But you don't care at all. You don't care how you're treated at all. Your eyes are always fixed elsewhere..."
"What am I, in your eyes? A mere tool to complete your mission? Once you've officially introduced me to the rest of the organization, your mission is complete and you'll be leaving, right?"
Lin Xi was really shocked this time.
Vermouth was more perceptive than she had imagined.
Her expression seemed to confirm Chris's guess. Chris sniffed and tried several times before she managed a forced smile.
"I won't follow you to see the others," she said. "As long as your so-called 'mission' is not completed, you can never go back, right?"
"Then don't go back. Stay with me, isn't it? You are all I have."
"Vermouth..."
"Sir, I'm not Vermouth." Chris raised her head and said stubbornly, "I'm Chris Wynyard. That's the name you gave me."
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