pet writer

25 / Ge Qing

The little white cat in the middle still clumps up into a cat ball in the corner. From a distance, it looks like a plush toy has dropped on the ground and rolled to the edge of the corner.

The little orange cat ran over to lick it, but the cat sister shrank back and didn't respond.

"Meow." The little orange cat called.

The little white cat was still sleepy and silent.

Qiao Yu also walked to that corner, squatted down with the two cats, and reached out to touch the back of the cats. "I wanted you to come out by yourself," he nodded the little orange cat's head again, "but brother cat is very worried."

If this continues, the little orange cat will become a little black cat.

Yesterday, the little black cat ran out and got into Qiao Yu's bed.

Sister Cat raised her head, her purple eyes were foggy, like a nightmare from which she could never wake up, surrounded by cold and fear, with deep guilt and hidden escape.

It reminded Qiao Yu of some not-so-good memories in a trance.

Powerless, ignorant of myself.

Ah, that's true.

The black memory was like a pebble thrown into the lake of the doctor's heart, causing ripples after waves.But soon, the lake surface returned to calm, and those memories fell to the bottom of my heart like small stones, and became Qiao Yu's accumulation together with other sediments.

"I don't know what happened to you, but there is one thing for sure—just to escape here." Qiao Yu picked up the back of the little white cat's neck, and held it gently in the palm of his hand, "Just to escape here." Pain and guilt are useless."

The little orange cat turned around Qiao Yu nervously, wanting the doctor to put the cat down, but at the same time hoping that the doctor would solve the little white cat's troubles.Tiny one rolled around like a tangled ball of orange wool.

The doctor's voice was soft and slow, as if he was talking to two kittens, or talking to himself.

"Carry on with all the pain and guilt and keep going."

Qiao Yu closed the door of the inner room and put the cat in the shop. "Then go explore new worlds, silly cat."

The white cat's fluffy ball was rolled several times by the doctor's finger, and the cat brother rushed over to stop it.

The little orange cat looked at the doctor, and then at the fainted sister cat.

Qiao Yu smiled and urged the little orange cat: "Go and play."

The cat hesitated, but Qiao Yu simply gave the order: "Aha, take them to play."

Aha came out with a dog's head, sticking out his tongue and cheering. Before they could react, he picked up the two cats and ran happily out of the pet shop.

Aha has been coveting these little balls of hair for a long time, but because of Qiao Yu's request, he has never dared to get too close.Today the doctor finally let go, and Aha also found that he had an extra white cat, and he acted so fast that he was afraid that the doctor would change his mind temporarily.

The husky had been seriously threatened by the doctor before, and he didn't dare to run far away. At most, he went to the bushes opposite the pet shop to harm the plants, just like he followed Azhi Maomao to surround the Sanhua cat.

The bushes are no fun, there are still two groups of kittens!

Qiao Yu watched the dog and three cats run towards the bushes opposite.

He didn't know what the little white cat had experienced before it came, so that it would show this kind of self-blame and guilt that only belongs to human beings, but it doesn't matter, with Aha here, I believe that the little white cat will not have the time to think soon .

Others may think that as a kitten, it is impossible to have these emotions, just like everyone will comfort a child in an accident: "It's not your fault", "It has nothing to do with you", as if things will happen It ends here.In fact, the sense of powerlessness and guilt when the accident occurs will always accompany the children's growth, and even become an inescapable shadow in their lives.

Just like the old Qiao Yu.

Brother Ying didn't know when it flew out, and the parrot landed on the doctor's shoulder.

It didn't say anything, and neither did Qiao Yu.

This is the tacit understanding between them, the silent comfort.

"Did I do the same before?" Qiao Yu asked in a low voice.

Not just the little white cat, but also the little orange cat and Aji.

"Hey." The parrot was rare and gentle, shed the strictness of the housekeeper, showing a gentle inner heart.It took the initiative to lower its head and rub Qiao Yu's cheek, like an elder taking care of his younger generation.

Qiao Yu rubbed back, "Yes, I know."

Qiao Yu, who started to feel sentimental, made excuses in his heart, maybe it was because the Obon Festival was coming soon?

He picked up the parrot and combed Brother Ying's feathers absently.

Some emotions can only be digested by individuals tossing and turning in the middle of the night.

The silence in the pet shop lasted until the phone rang incessantly.

"Joe! I heard that you have moved to Japan now, how are you doing now? Have you opened a new pet store? Where is it located?"

As soon as Joey picked up the phone, a series of questions came over him before he could even ask.The doctor hesitated. "Mr. Francis?"

The enthusiastic and straightforward American responded, not feeling at all that his stormy questions would cause any trouble to the other party.He spoke very fast, "We are planning to go to Japan for vacation in these two days, and Elizabeth will go with me." Elizabeth was a Siamese cat that Francis bought from Earl D before, and one of Qiao Yu's favorite cats.

Francis always felt that Daisy first chose Elizabeth because they both had a common hobby.

At the same time, two voices rang on the other end of the phone:

"Honey, tell Joe, I miss him too!"

"Dad, Dad, me too, I want to play with Joe!"

Francis Fitzgerald, who had been warm and friendly just now, ate a large lemon, the kind he swallowed raw.The silly father looked at his daughter's expectant eyes, and forced his mouth to open his mouth: "Well... yes, Zelda and Daisy also miss you very much."

Francis Scott Key Fitzgerald, an American rich man, is a 24-year-old filial husband and a silly father who is not understood by the rich circle. day.

For all those whom Zelda admires, regardless of old, weak, sick, or disabled, he treats them equally as rivals in love, and treats all people who are close to Daisy equally as pigs who want to make cabbages. They were all locked in pigpens and pulled into slaughterhouses.

Qiao Yu was an exception.

"Remember to be ready to meet us."

The confident Fitzgerald didn't think about the possibility of being rejected at all, and hung up the phone immediately after speaking, leaving Qiao Yu to wink with the microphone.

And hundreds of meters away from the pet shop, there is a person quietly watching the pet shop.His face was full of obsession, observing every move of the pet shop inside and outside.

"It's so beautiful, so beautiful..."

This is the employee of the Obon festival who just returned after failing to distribute the leaflets.

The celebration employees who were too obsessed didn't notice that there was a black cat watching him quietly behind him.

"Recently, there have been many victims in Yokohama with similar causes of death. According to interviews with reporters, it is suspected that a serial killer from Kyoto fled to Yokohama last year..."

The voice of the news network lady on TV was quiet and calm, but the content of the broadcast was explosive enough. In just half an hour of the news broadcast, the Yokohama Metropolitan Police Department received inquiries from all directions, and even the police director could hardly understand. Fortunately, the police department, the police department, and the inspection minister under the police tightened their skins even more.

"Who leaked the news!" The chief of police was furious in the office, and no one in the police station standing in front of him dared to speak.The potbellied chief inspector was circling with his hands behind his back: "It's just nonsense! Who is spreading rumors behind it! Damn it, let me check it out!"

The source of this "rumor" was quickly investigated. When they tracked down the source, he was squatting next to a dead body.

The black-haired boy who looked like a primary school student opened his green eyes to observe the corpse, his eyes were full of confusion: "It shouldn't be, why did he suddenly change his partner..."

And standing next to him was the elite of the special agent department in a suit and leather shoes.He raised his eyes, facing the angry police department and the nervous police department without any panic. "You are late."

The police department frowned, and from the corner of the eye, they saw the reporter who followed like a hyena smelling blood. He suppressed his anger well, and waved to the subordinates behind him, "Quick, what should I do? I didn't see Did a homicide happen here?!"

The policemen who came after them scattered in all directions. Those who should face the reporters faced the reporters, and those who should pull the warning signs pulled the warning signs.

The police department did not expect that they would appear directly at another murder scene. This suddenness made them directly passive. Compared to being reported by the reporters that the police department was not doing well, it would be better to include them who found the body in the police department On this side, at least there is an excuse to the outside world.

The police department walked over, gritted their teeth and said to the man in the suit: "You guys better give me an acceptable explanation why this turned into a serial killer case! Do you know what this means?"

The Kyoto Department, which was judged as a serial killer last year but never caught a prisoner, was directly named and criticized at the end of the year, and the entire Metropolitan Police Department was directly lowered by one level. Even this year, there were no newcomers entering, let alone their invisible shrinkage. salary.

Last year, the Yokohama Metropolitan Police Department just watched the fun, and didn't care much about how miserable their colleagues in Kyoto were.Unexpectedly, this year, the fire would actually burn on top of their heads, and it was almost fatal.

According to the original thinking of the old police department, it was to keep this matter under wraps.Anyway, those who died were vagrants, and it didn't matter how many such people there were in Yokohama.

"Because he's a serial killer." The boy squatting down had short black hair and emerald green eyes. Those eyes were so famous that the police couldn't help shouting, "Clairvoyance?"

"I'm not." My dad is my dad, I'm me!

The young man kept the second half of the sentence in his mouth. He didn't like this police department, and he didn't want to communicate with him too much, so he omitted all explanations. He pointed directly at the victim's body and said, "This man has found a new target. It should be prepared to start in the next two days, this is just a practice thing."

The content of the words was too cold for a young man, which made the police department look at him again. "who are you?"

The man in the suit came out to mediate at this time: "He is a reserve member of our Supernatural Secret Service Division, and now he is mainly handling the case."

"Your Supernatural Secret Service..." Has it fallen to this level?

The police department didn't say the second half of the sentence. He had also heard about this newly established department.From the perspective of traditional police officers like them, this department is simply inexplicable.Now it seems that it is true.

What the man in the suit didn't tell him was that Edogawa Ranpo is now only a candidate for their observation, not an official member of them.

Anyway, for the people in the Metropolitan Police Department, the truth doesn't matter at all.