The beautiful daily life of Black Light Salted Fish

Chris and Jill headed east out of Furnival Gardens.

Just when Jessica thought the two were going to continue shopping, they turned left and entered a tavern. Taking a look at the old "Blue Anchor" sign hanging on the iron pole, Jessica first stood outside and pretended to make a phone call, then came in and found a seat relatively close. With her hearing, this distance is enough to capture what Chris and Jill said, and thanks to the black light body, even if she doesn't straighten her face, her eyes can still clearly see all the details within the field of vision.

"What would you like to drink, ma'am?"

The waiter in the tavern was elegant: "It's still afternoon tea time, you can consider our hand-ground coffee."

"Okay, then I want a piece of this braised pork steak, oh, you also have ice cream..."

After a casual click, Jessica began to eavesdrop.

...What are you talking about about Bruce Wayne?

Chris and Jill sat across from each other, and the conversation was in a harmonious atmosphere, but the topic was Batwoman, who had a chance encounter with Jessica. After listening carefully for a while, she learned that Wayne Enterprises had come to sponsor BSAA not long ago to combat the black market trade in biological weapons that was beginning to flourish. Chris is still a little wary of this sponsorship, but Jill is different. She knows that she is not good at intrigues. The former righteous policewoman has already failed in this aspect.

After listening for more than ten minutes, Jessica frowned. She heard the two people even started chatting about the last mission. Chris drank the coffee in one gulp and put one hand on the table, showing his muscular arms: "...it's the new news that just came last night. Do you remember the one who escaped from the castle?" A little girl? She is finally willing to do a 'sketch'. But after I compared it, I felt that it might not be the same person as the maid we met. The figure, height, appearance and hair color are different."

After saying that, Chris sighed: "It is said that the little girl was very sure that she once served the other party to take a bath and remembered the details very clearly. Hell, it would be great if the maid didn't wear a veil. I will definitely not forget her. Show a face.”

"I still suggest you give up tracking this maid."

Gil looked at the distressed man and couldn't help but laugh: "Although we have all been police officers, we are still too far away from detectives. You should do more of what you are good at, big guy."

Can this bring the topic to me?

Jessica, who was a few meters away, blinked and recalled the scene in Dimitrescu Castle. Of course she remembered the little girl Chris was talking about, the little maid who loved to cry and have a runny nose. She did pour the bath water for her. At that time, I was in the form of Miss Watson, but when I got along with Wesker, Chris, and Jill, I turned into Spider-Woman Jessica Drew. No wonder they couldn't cope with it.

While thinking here, Chris and Jill over there fell into a brief silence. The man looked at the Thames and the woman drank coffee quietly. Finally, their eyes met again, and Jill still maintained a faint smile. Under her gaze, Chris's sad expression gradually melted away, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he was about to...

Come on, come on!

Men and women look at each other! Ambiguous smile! Holding hands by the river! Then a romantic kiss for life, a big wedding tomorrow, lingering all night, giving birth to a son, happily growing old together, and being buried at the same time... Jessica raised the corners of her mouth crazily, she couldn't help but enter into the beautiful fantasy, but she heard a clear call outside the tavern: "Chris!"

Seeing the familiar burgundy leather jacket, Jessica covered her face with one hand, and her expression instantly twisted into a mask of pain.

"Hello, Haagen-Dazs chocolate, please use it slowly." At this moment, the waiter brought a glass of ice cream. Jessica didn't even look at it, took it and took a big bite. She gave the confused waiter a thumbs up, threw two tips, and signaled him to go away.

"Claire! This way!" Chris stood up after hearing the call and waved happily to his sister. A few seconds later, a young and beautiful tall girl came into view, hugging Chris's body tightly: "I finally see you! God, I heard such a big thing happened in Raccoon City, Chris, you don't know I have What a worry!”

Claire Redfield.

Schei?e (German: smelly shit)!

After slapping her head, Jessica took a deep breath and looked at the sky with squinting eyes. The waiter who served the food was a little confused. He thought he had made the guest unhappy in some way, so he quickly put the plate on the plate and turned around silently to leave. Jessica thought for a while and called the waiter softly: "What about that? Ahem, please add a Flame Draft Beer, the largest cup, thank you."

"Of course, ma'am." The waiter looked at the beautiful girl's expression and suddenly became convinced, guessing that the other party must have encountered something very sad. After a while, when the wine was being served, he even added a dessert on his own initiative: "This is for free, madam. Appropriate intake of sugar will help relieve your mood."

"...Thank you." Jessica looked at the beer glass in front of her with a capacity of over 1L, picked it up expressionlessly, and poured it into her mouth in front of the waiter. This action attracted the attention of several people around, and even the table of Chris and Jill cast their eyes one after another.

clang!

The empty cup collided with the table.

Jessica pretended to sigh, shook her head a few times, and handed the wine glass to the stunned waiter: "One more glass."

"She...finished the drink?"

"Dude, did you see that?"

"It's so scary. Is this a woman who is lovelorn? Wait, she must be lovelorn, right?" The whispers around her didn't escape their ears, but Chris's table didn't comment on Jessica, but quickly He withdrew his gaze. Jessica listened as Claire began to dominate the conversation, talking about college life and Raccoon City, and finally realized helplessly that it was impossible to expect any progress in the relationship between Chris and Jill today.

Why did you come here at this time?

Glancing at Claire, a female college student who was talking happily, Jessica leaned back in her chair with a look of despair on her face. But the Redfield brothers and sisters finally got together and had nothing to say. They could only blame Chris for his inability to turn around.

Back to Batwoman...

After calming down, Jessica half-closed her eyes and thought about Wayne Group's sponsorship of BSAA. There is no doubt that Bruce Wayne's life has completely changed since Gotham City appeared in this world. After another round of Raccoon City incident, the deviation will be even more complete.

The criminal nemesis turned into the pioneer of anti-terrorism.

At that time, Batwoman took the lead in breaking into the computer room of the artificial intelligence "Red Queen" in the hive base. She must have also found an opportunity to copy the data, which most likely included technical information on various biological weapons. Mrs. Viper also made a copy of these materials, which eventually fell into the hands of Mr. Watson. Unfortunately, she has not had a chance to use them yet.

After the identity of "Mrs. Viper" returns to Hydra, these information will have to be retrieved again. Of course, he doesn't have to follow Umbrella's old ideas, because with the black light virus, these biological weapons may eventually develop in other directions.

But Jessica still had concerns.

Because there are no scientists around whom I can fully trust.

Ms. "Four Eyes" Kyoko's professional skills are sufficient, but if she really wants to hand over the black light virus to her, she will probably need to be monitored 24 hours a day. As for the others... with the average level of conscience of Hydra, it is difficult to ensure absolute loyalty based solely on profit motivation and ideals and beliefs. Of course, love is an exception, but if my bad character of being a playboy were to overturn one day, the consequences would probably be more terrifying than a simple betrayal.

Every time she thinks about this problem, Jessica's obsessive-compulsive disorder will attack. In the final analysis, she does not feel that she can rely on her personality charm to attract loyal subordinates and fans like the protagonist of Shuangwen. Jessica prefers to eliminate hidden dangers from the source.

But is there any foolproof way?

The black light servants are absolutely loyal, but unfortunately for now, relying on their intelligence to conduct virus research is purely a fantasy. If the intelligence problem can be solved, it may be the best solution to conduct research on the black light virus. However, once a creature has high intelligence, it will undoubtedly increase the possibility of rebellion. Umbrella's original Nemesis project also fully confirmed this.

Jessica will think of the setting of the sequel to "Prototype". Business elites, soldiers, scientists and government officials who were infected by Alex, the protagonist of the previous game, were transformed into 'evolvers'. Their intelligence and self-awareness were greatly improved. Reserved in order to complete the infiltration plan into all levels of human society.

As a result, some people really jumped back.

In fact, strictly speaking, Jessica's current black light servant is much better than the original version of the game. It can drive ordinary vehicles, can use long guns and short cannons, understands simple commands, and knows how to use tactical formations. Although...the specific skills they master are highly related to their professional hobbies during their lifetime.

After all, the game settings cannot be taken seriously.

In this magical world, there should be something that can solve the problem of loyalty. Instead of spending time continuing to struggle, it is better to think about where on earth it is.

"I've been waiting for a long time, your steak with sauce."

At this moment, the waiter brought another plate of food.

"...Oh, thank you." Jessica came back to her senses. A piece of meat steak was sizzling with oil in front of her. The smell of spices, pepper, and sea salt was very appetizing. For afternoon tea time, most British residents have a basic sense of ritual. It is too unique to have a dinner at this time, not to mention that Jessica still attracted a lot of attention after drinking 1L of beer in a big gulp.

Jill also noticed this beautiful girl again. Now that Chris and his sister were chatting happily, it was hard for him to interrupt, so he simply diverted his attention.

Next, Jessica explained on the spot what a quick decision meant.

A pair of ordinary knives and forks were turned in her hands, and she cut the palm-sized steak into more than a dozen pieces. After half a minute, less than half of it went into her mouth. The delicate mandible repeated chewing movements with a fast and steady frequency. In addition, Jessica's entire head almost did not move back and forth, her back was straight, and her posture was elegant; and her expression management was also in place, with her brows slightly raised, Fully show the look of enjoying the delicious food.

This scene made Jill hungry.

She had also heard the discussion of those around her just now. This beautiful girl spent the whole afternoon eating and drinking, and her behavior really looked like a lovelorn one.

Jessica noticed Jill's eyes and raised her eyes to meet hers.

The other person responded with a friendly smile.

Beautiful as water.

So what's going on with you Chris? You haven't chased Sister Jill quickly, and now you're just chatting with her? Thinking of this, Jessica frowned again, gulped down the remaining Haagen-Dazs ice cream, and called the waiter for another large glass of Flame draft beer.

"Are you okay, kid?" Someone behind her patted her shoulder. Jessica turned around and saw an old lady with a worried face. The table behind her was probably a family dinner. Several people across the table also cast their eyes on her. The old lady continued: "My child, I know you may be sad now, but everything will pass. Don't ruin your body."

"Thank you, I'm fine. I just want to be quiet for a while." Jessica glanced at Chris and Jill and shook her head gently: "I...Oh, true love is hard to find."

"Oh, I understand, I understand."

The old lady sighed with emotion and patted the beautiful girl on the shoulder: "You still have a long way to go in life. My child, please take it easy. If you want to chat later, you are welcome to join us."

"Ah."

Jessica turned back, glanced across Chris' table, and heard that Jill also ordered a gravy steak.