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After Josephine had settled everything, she walked onto the deck and saw that she had changed into a white long-sleeved nightgown, with her back to her own tranquility, and a sense of illusory feeling arose spontaneously.

"Good evening, Mr. Josephine." The other party turned around with a smile, "Very nice moonlight, isn't it?"

"...Yeah, beautiful moonlight." Josephine, who was a little dubious after reading the information, walked to An Ning's side, "Excuse me, are you...Miss Ning?"

The curvature of the corner of An Ning's mouth decreased a little: "I don't think this matter can be known to a Security Bureau employee who happened to be in charge of taking me out. May I ask Mr. Josephine, what are you...?"

At this time, Josephine changed her previous flustered image, stroked her mustache, and showed a smile that could make a teenage girl's heart beat faster: "Josephine Jo Vick, professional Responsible for all the affairs of Miss An Ning, who has special abilities and has a good relationship with alien visitors. It's the first time to meet you, Miss Ning."

But Ning is not a teenage girl, she is an old woman who has lived for a century inside and watched countless love action movies in an uninhabited cave. For Josephine's hormonal radiation, she has no idea at all. Put it in your eyes: "It turns out that I have already reached the level of filing a special case. Huhuhu. Nice to meet you, Mr. Josephine."

After she finished speaking, she turned her head to look at the dark sea behind her, which was where the lair base was located—if the ship didn't make a turn while driving.

Josephine walked up to An Ning, leaning her back against the railing, and didn't stop talking because of An Ning's attitude of not wanting to talk: "You know, I'm very curious. What the hell are you? Why did you stay in the cave for so long? She still looks like a little girl for many years, just because a blue stone clearly..."

"Do you know, I'm also curious." An Ning turned her head, still with a soothing smile on her face, "Why hasn't Mr. Josephine married yet, and doesn't even have a close female friend? Looking at your appearance and status, sir, it is not difficult to find a good girl to marry, right? Or do you prefer the ladies of your home country—the United Kingdom?"

Both of them smiled and looked at each other. In the end, Josephine's hormonal smile was defeated by An Ning's motherly smile: "How do you know, I'm British."

"Son, although you deliberately made an American tone, you still couldn't help but use the British pronunciation of some words. Also, your sexy mustache reminds me of those British gentlemen."

"Just based on these..."

"Oh, of course, the most important thing is," An Ning interrupted Josephine, the smile on his face gave him the illusion of seeing his grandmother with an American sense of humor, "my female intuition."

Seeing the astonished expression of Josephine with her hair combed back, An Ning laughed again.Aware of her gaffe, Josephine clenched a fist with one hand and coughed a few times: "Your female intuition is very accurate. I am British. But I came to the United States when I was 16 years old. Settled. So I'm not some British spy or whatever you suspect."

"Oh, what you said is really scary." An Ning smiled and waved her hands, "I just want to know, is it because you can't stand the gap between British ladies and American girls, so, um, you understand. "

Josephine once again showed a smile that could make a teenage girl scream, and leaned slightly to hold An Ning's right hand and put it to her mouth: "You mean, my goal may be a lady like you, not Those hot girls?"

"Fufuhu, if you think so." The other party didn't get flustered by this intimate action, but let the other party kiss his fingertips, "Okay, can you tell me now, why? ?”

Josephine let go of An Ning's hand, and turned to cover her forehead: "You are just like my grandmother. You are clearly British, but you are as rude as Americans."

An Ning didn't get angry because of this, she still smiled faintly: "I'm Chinese. By the way, you are also impolite now."

After a while of silence, the two looked at each other and smiled.Josephine turned around completely, facing An Ning, who made him feel very at ease at this moment: "You know, Miss Ning, I think—with all due respect, you are much...friendlier than Miss An."

The smile on the corner of An Ning's mouth suddenly faded: "Really, do you think so?"

"I didn't mean to belittle you, but, in fact, I did..."

"If you don't have any memory, you're a completely different person." An Ning lowered her head with a smile and shook her head, "I'm just 'An' with all the memories, but you like me more than 'An'."

"I just……"

"It's okay, I understand. After all, so am I, like that."

Josephine noticed that the woman in front of her seemed to have a sad feeling all over her body. She raised her hand and was about to say something, but was interrupted by the other party: "Hoo hoo, did you scare me?"

"How, how is it possible." Quickly withdrew her hand, Josephine turned her head to look at the faintly whitish sea horizon on her right, "By the way, you...you seem to like that Autobot called Jazz?"

"Well, how should I put it. I like him, and I like all the Autobots."

"But you tried so hard to protect him...?"

"No matter which Autobot it is, I will do this." An Ning shrugged and put her hands on her chest, "Sometimes I feel that the feelings for them seem a bit...not like mine. But I may be right Jazz is a bit special. After all, he died once and lost his memory."

Just like me.An Ning added in her heart.

"Really?" Josephine smoothed her mustache, "Then..."

"sorry."

"You... sorry, what?" Josephine looked at An Ning in surprise, just in time to see the expression of the other's wry smile, "I'm sorry."

"Why, why?"

The newborn sunshine shone from behind Josephine, and also shone on An Ning's face at the same time, allowing Josephine to clearly see the change of expression on her face: from wry smile to confusion and then to anger, it only took ten minutes. Second.

Dutch's greetings coming out of the cabin were mixed with An Ning's angry scolding: "Good morning, sir." "I hate you the most, John!!"

Josephine, who was just about to ask about the other party's physical condition, was choked up: "...It's Josephine, Miss An."

However, the other party ignored him, and pointed at Daqi who had just come up and didn't understand the situation: "I hate you too, you accomplice Da Vinci!!"

"...It's Dutch, miss."

The other party still ignored Dach, and ran back to the cabin, covering his face and crying, "I hate you the most".

"Sir, what's the matter?" Dutch asked Josephine, who was standing at the stern with his hands behind his back, with a blank expression, but returned a cold glance from the other party: "This is none of your business, Dutch. Tell the captain, call He cranked up the horsepower and reached his destination as fast as he could."

**

After a sleepless night, An Ning, who was still asleep when she arrived at her destination—Wittwicky's house, got out of the car and put her in the room that had been tidied up earlier. Josephine continued to return to her home with a blank expression.

Throwing the coat casually on the back of the chair, Josephine slumped on the sofa.

["Son, although you deliberately made an American tone, you still couldn't help but use the British pronunciation for some words. And what's more, your sexy mustache reminds me of Those English gentlemen."

……

"Oh, of course, the most important thing is," An Ning interrupted Josephine, the smile on his face gave him the illusion of seeing his grandmother with an American sense of humor, "my female intuition."]

Obviously the same person, but...

【"If you don't have any memory, you're a completely different person." An Ning lowered her head with a smile and shook her head, "I'm just 'An' with all the memories, but you like me more than 'An'."

……

"It's okay, I can understand. After all, I am too, like this."]

Josephine sighed and closed her eyes.

"Oh—it seems that you are already very tired, isn't it?" A greasy metallic voice sounded in front of her, and Josephine reflexively pulled out the revolver in her holster, pointing at the voice—— herself 72 inch high-definition ultra-thin color TV.

"Don't be so nervous, honey." There was a sound of metal clashing, and the TV turned into a metal bird.With his ferocious appearance and the behavior of entering other people's homes without notice, he told Josephine that this guy was a Decepticon, "I'm just here to discuss business with you."

"Really?" Josephine slowly stood up from the sofa, her posture of holding the gun and her attitude towards the enemy all showed the fact that he had received special training, "But your attitude of breaking into my house without notice, It’s not like negotiating business with me on an equal footing.”

"Let him pass on the past, my dear." The metal monster slowly walked in a circle towards Josephine, and Josephine also slowly walked clockwise at the same pace, the muzzle of the gun Pointing at the other person's head all the time, "You should know the purpose of my coming, right? That woman named An Ning. I hope you can make good use of your identity and bring her here to us."

"What if I refuse?" The smile on the corner of Josephine's mouth remained the same, but the palm of her left hand was already soaked.

"Oh—that's not the hypothesis I want to hear." Following the words of the other party, Josephine, who walked to the place where the TV was originally parked, was suddenly pressed against the head by a cold sharp object, "I think this should be Just a scary assumption, right?"

Tsk!Josephine's smile faded and she clenched her teeth.Is there another one, careless.

"So, even though I already know your answer, can you please tell me yourself?" The metal monster walked up to Josephine's side, rubbing its head against Josephine's cheek.

【"Oh, what you said is really scary." An Ning smiled and waved her hands, "I just want to know, is it because you can't stand the gap between British ladies and American girls, so, um, you know .”

……

"If you don't have any memory, you're a completely different person." An Ning lowered her head with a smile and shook her head, "I'm just 'An' with all the memories, but you like me more than 'An'."

……

"It's okay, I can understand. After all, I am too, like this."]

Josephine smiled again: "Don't be kidding, I like you or 'Ann' very much. Even if I have to wait ten or twenty years, I will wait until the moment when Ann matures."

"what?"

"I mean, it's a pleasure working with you, sir."

Can't die yet.

I must wait until the moment I see you again.