I'm just a little mouse after all [Comprehensive British and American]

After the little cousin left, Jerry took a long time to coax Ethan, who was shaking into a quail, well.

"My cousin is different from ordinary mice. He is cleaner than pet mice."

"I feel like I'm sick." Ethan said with a bitter face, "Rats are full of viruses."

Jerry, who was still comforting him, suddenly turned cold.It said it was offended and kicked his thumb hard.

"This is speciesism, I take a good bath every day!" Jerry raised his arm to signal Ethan to smell its armpit, "I still have my own perfume, my little cousin gave it to me when he was touring in France." Bird mailed it."

Ethan's brain twitched, he grabbed Jerry and sniffed it.

"How about it, does it smell good?" Jerry said proudly, raising his head, "It smells like dollars."

Ethan sighed and said, "Although I don't know much about perfume, this should be a smell that I can't afford."

Jerry was even more proud. He took out a perfume bottle from his non-existent pocket and said braggingly, "Come on, I'll give you a fragrance too."

Ethan looked at the perfume bottle that was not as big as half of his little finger, picked it up and carefully sprayed it on his wrist.

Just a click, and the bottle shattered.

Jerry's smile froze on his face, Ethan blinked and suddenly felt a little guilty.

"Sorry, I'm too strong." He blushed and said embarrassedly: "I'll buy you a new one. Although it's not as good as that one, it's definitely not bad."

Jerry raised his hand to signal not to panic, then threw himself on Ethan's wrist and started rubbing frantically.

"As long as I rub it fast enough, the perfume will get on my hair!" It wiped the perfume scattered on it, turned around in front of Ethan, and asked with a smile: "You don't think I'm dirty now?" Alright."

Ethan's expression was very complicated, he gently lifted Jerry up and said seriously: "Sometimes, I really wish you were human too."

"Why?" Jerry asked puzzled.

"Because many times, you are more empathetic than humans."

Jerry doesn't understand what empathy means, and Ethan doesn't explain it.He glanced at the time, it was still early.

He gave Jerry a few cookies and went back to his bedroom to sleep.

Jerry held Xiaobing and thought for a while, then turned on Ethan's computer and started watching Tom and Jerry.

Cheerful background music played, and the heads of a cat and a little mouse appeared on the screen.

Jerry took small bites of the biscuit, fearing to disturb Ethan's rest, Jerry turned off the sound.

It reached out to touch Tom on the screen, crying silently.

Ethan covered his mouth and barely accepted Jerry's comfort. He went back to bed and slept again. When he woke up again, it was already daylight.

He should have been able to sleep longer, but the faint sound of water coming from the bathroom woke him up.

His black roommate didn't come back, as if he was afraid that Ethan would suddenly go crazy and attack him.

Ethan stretched into the bathroom, took the water and washed his face, Jerry hummed from behind the shower curtain.Ethan wiped his face and walked over to open the shower curtain. Just as he was about to say hello to Jerry, he saw Jerry taking a shower with his back to him.

Jerry turned his head abruptly, covering his body shyly, squeezed his throat and said, "Damn it, I'm taking a bath, don't peek and get out."

Ethan was startled by the sound it deliberately made, and he said suspiciously: "Anyway, you are naked, it makes no difference whether you take a shower or not. Also, why do I think this brush looks so familiar? .”

Jerry's expression froze, he grinned awkwardly and said, "Of course it looks familiar, this is your electric toothbrush head."

Ethan's mind froze, and he let out a dumbfounded sound.Jerry put down the toothbrush gently, and explained in a low voice: "I was not friends with you before, so I used this. Look at my stinking problem, how about I buy you a new one..."

Before Jerry could finish his sentence, Ethan grabbed Jerry and squeezed it.

What saves Jerry is a phone call, from Al.Ethan saw the name, dropped Jerry and smiled like an idiot holding the phone.

Jerry hid behind the flower pot and listened to Ethan talking. When Ethan's smile froze on his face, Jerry knew something was wrong again.

Seeing Ethan hang up the phone, Jerry asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

"There are two pieces of news." Ethan said solemnly: "The good news is that Al and the others completed the investigation task in the early morning and found the real murderer."

"What about the bad news?" Jerry asked, tilting his head.

"The bad news is that the murderer is missing. He lives alone now, and the police are searching." Ethan sighed, and said bitterly: "She said that the murderer might come to me for revenge, or he might just disappear for a while. In short Let me be on guard."

"Aren't you going to go to the police for protection?" Jerry asked.

Ethan shook his head and said, "The procedure is more complicated than you think, and Al said that the chance of the murderer coming to me is not very high."

"Oh, fluke mentality, I understand." Just as Jerry was about to say something, there was a sound of opening the door in the living room.

Ethan's body tensed instantly, and Jerry jumped out of the bathroom to check the situation, relying on the fact that he was just a little mouse.

Because Jerry is too small, human beings are always extraordinarily tall in its eyes.

It ran into the living room and looked up at the door with difficulty. There was a black man standing at the door, who was Ethan's roommate.

His dark skin was covered with beads of sweat, and his thick lips were trembling uncontrollably.He seemed nervous, rubbing his hands against his pants.

"Ethan..." he called out tremblingly, Nu took a deep breath and said, "Ethan...are you home, I, I have something to do with you."

Jerry rubbed his chin, and his intuition told him that this person had a ghost in his heart.

It hid and ran all the way to the gate, and first compared the man's nostrils with its probe to make sure it wasn't the murderer's nostrils it had seen before.With a cautious attitude, it ran outside to look again. There was no one else around, and there were passers-by walking their dogs on the street. It seemed that everything was so normal.

"Ethan?" The black roommate swallowed, rubbed his hands and said anxiously: "Ethan, I know you are at home, I apologize for what happened before, I have something to ask you."

Jerry looked around the house as fast as he could, then climbed up the bathroom window and jumped in to find Ethan.

"What's out there?" Ethan held a fruit knife and asked in a low voice, "Is there anyone else besides Joe?"

"If the Joe you mentioned is your roommate, then yes, he is the only one outside." Panting heavily, Jerry drank a sip of water and said intermittently: "But he looks strange, and I feel that something is not right .”

Ethan's originally loose expression became tense again, he clenched the fruit knife tightly, and whispered to Jerry to go to the bedroom to help him get the hand/gun.

"Does he have a weapon?" Ethan asked.

Jerry shook his head.

Ethan walked to the living room, he looked at his roommate, but after three days of not seeing him, his roommate changed.

His face was full of fear, and he looked at Ethan with pleading eyes.

"Are you okay, Joe." Ethan hid the knife behind his back, and looked at Joe worriedly.Poor man, he must have been greatly frightened, Ethan even felt that his face was going pale with fright.

Joe looked around, then turned and closed the door and locked it.

He walked up to Ethan and stopped a meter away from him.

"I'm in trouble." He pursed his lips and moved his fingers uneasily.

"Let's listen to it." Ethan said, taking a step back vigilantly.

Taking a deep breath, Joe slowly unzipped his down jacket.This action made Ethan think of some bad associations, he took a few steps back abruptly, for fear of seeing a circle of bombs strapped to Joe's body.

Seeing his movements, Joe froze, and he murmured, "It seems you guessed it."

Under Ethan's gaze, he opened his down jacket and lifted his sweater, revealing his body full of scars.

A series of hideous wounds spread from his chest to his lower abdomen. He seemed to have climbed a mountain of knives, and there was not a single piece of good skin on his body.Blood stained his off-white sweater red, and the turned flesh was pulled up with his movements and stuck to his sweater, which looked extra bloody.

Joe's body was shaking all the time, and the cut piece of skin shook slightly, and Ethan didn't see that it was a piece of skin for a while.

Ethan's head went blank for a moment stimulated by this picture, and he paused for a few seconds before recovering his voice.

"My God Joe... what's going on with you, you should go to the hospital, I'll call an ambulance now, you're bleeding!" Ethan ran over and took out the medical kit at home to treat Joe's wound, he He had received rigorous training before being an operator. He knew how to deal with wounds in an emergency and was able to identify the cause of the wound.

"Who did it? Did you see his face clearly? Where did you run out from?" Ethan looked at Joe's wound and said angrily, "Saw the knife, that man is a demon. I'll call the police now , don't be afraid that you are already safe with me...."

Before he finished speaking, Joe suddenly reached out and snatched his mobile phone.

"Don't call the police!" Joe shouted in horror: "Kelly and the others are still in the hands of that person. He said that if he calls the police, he will kill everyone."

"Even if you don't call the police, the murderer won't let them go. Only by calling the police can there be a chance." Ethan tried to snatch the phone, but Joe pushed it away.

"You can't call the police on Ethan." Joe said hoarsely: "We can't call the police, he will definitely kill them. I am their only hope of survival, and it's all because of you."

Joe talked incoherently. He had experienced terrible things, which caused some mental problems in him.

Ethan found that there was no light in his eyes, he had been tortured to numbness, and his friends who were still in danger became his only support all the way back to the apartment.

Jerry ran out staggeringly with his hand/gun in his hand, he looked up at Ethan just as he was about to speak.Suddenly he heard Joe pointing at Ethan, complaining hysterically: "It's all because of you, you are the one he wants to take revenge on, why should we be tortured while you stay at home safely!"

Ethan's face was blank, he opened his mouth but didn't know how to argue.

Jerry patted his ankle and tried to hand him the gun, but Ethan didn't respond.

As if wanting to vent all the anxiety and panic, Joe pointed at Ethan and cursed.

Ethan didn't refute a word, Jerry looked up, poor Ethan, his face was pale, he looked like he was crying.

Seeing Ethan being bullied, Jerry's petty temper suddenly jumped up.It put the hand/gun at Ethan's feet, climbed up the sofa, and gnawed hard on Joe's little face.