[Captain Detective] Captain Detective

[TF: The people I love love me. 】

I was born in a country full of yellow skin. From the time I remember, I have lived with Ma Ma.

My not-so-handsome name comes from a dish that Ma Ma had when eating.Since then, I have hated this dish deeply.

I am very proud because I am a handsome dog who has been to all corners of the world and understands many languages.Although I wouldn't say any of those.

At first, I doubted my blood relationship with Ma Ma, because I am such a handsome dog, but she looks like a fox.

Later, when I was able to run and jump, Ma Ma sent me to a place with many dogs for biting training.There, I met many, many handsome and not-so-handsome Wangs.From them, I realized that Ma Ma is really not my Ma Ma.

We are Wang, and Ma Ma belongs to human beings.

We are appendages, and Ma Ma is the ruler.

I don't care about that because she loves me.

But later, I saw the murderous Ma Ma, who could drink milk without changing her expression while covered in blood.

For this reason, I was scared and ran away from home.Although I was brought back by Mama, I dare not get close to her since then.

Maybe it's a matter of psychological shadows. Whenever I get close to her, I feel a sense of fear of being enveloped by the smell of blood—yes, unlike other dogs, I hate the smell of blood.

I'm so timid, I don't even dare to watch horror movies, let alone movies that are scarier than horror movies.

Ma Ma had no choice but to send the two-year-old me to my aunt's house.

Aunt is very different from Ma Ma.She is not as gentle as Ma Ma, but she brings me a sense of security that is different from Ma Ma.

My aunt smelled of chocolate except for the smell of chocolate. Ma Ma said that I would die if I ate chocolate.Although I was terrified of her, she never lied to me, so I dared not eat chocolate.

Is there anything more miserable in this world than liking this thing but not being able to eat it for the sake of life safety?So I love my aunt even though she doesn't seem to like me very much.But as long as I can hold her and smell the chocolate every day.

Sometimes, my aunt would go out at night and come back the next afternoon.I don't know what she's up to, but she doesn't wear her work uniform at times like this--by the way, my aunt looks stunning in a uniform!

When she comes back, I will stay away from her because I don't like the smell of gunpowder that overpowers the chocolate.

She also knows the smell of gunpowder smoke on her body, so she will take a bath first when she comes back, then sit on the balcony with a piece of chocolate, and hug me to blow the air.Often a blow, is a night.

Until my uncle lived next door to us.

Among my relatives, I like my uncle the most.He is the handsomest, gentlest and strongest man I have ever seen among human beings.

He is physically strong and can draw, drawing me very cutely.He can even run faster than me, and he always takes care of me very patiently, and he also likes my aunt!

At first, my uncle wasn't my uncle, he was just a neighbor who lived next door to my aunt's house.

I fell in love with him the first time I saw him - blond, tall and strong, with a gentle smile, besides a sense of security or security, who wouldn't like him?

Uncle and aunt came together slowly.During this period, I was dumped by my aunt to my uncle to take care of me for a year. I almost thought I was abandoned.During this year, my uncle often ran into the older sister across the door. At this time, I would make trouble in order to defend my aunt's position, and then I thought that my aunt could come back.

But when my aunt came back, the three of us became a real family—meaning, I could call my uncle my uncle, even though he couldn't understand me.

But after they were together, I had more things to worry about.

Once, I saw them fight and my uncle wrapped my aunt in a burrito and threw her on the bed.He kicked me out of the bedroom and continued to fight with my aunt in the bedroom.Listening to my aunt's crying in the bedroom, I was about to cry!

They are all people I like and I don't want them to fight!

I scratched the door all night, but they reconciled the next day, and my uncle tolerated my aunt's temper more than before, and my aunt was more able to act like a baby to my uncle.

This kind of thing was very common later, and I could often see the red spots on my aunt's neck from the beating, and sometimes her wrists turned blue.

I think they may be addicted to domestic violence, but their relationship is better than before, which really makes Wang feel tired. I think this spring I lost more hair than ever before.

I told these concerns to a mysterious man I met later who called himself Jarvis and had a polite voice.He was silent for a long time before he comforted me, saying that this was actually a sign of good feelings between my uncle and aunt.

If human beings have good feelings, do they want to fight?We dogs are all licking each other's hair, or smelling buttocks, I don't know much about human beings.

Uncle has many friends.For example, the beautiful aunt with red hair, she looks no worse than my mom.Sometimes she smells of enchanting perfume, and sometimes she smells of gunpowder.

But her hands are so soft, I like to lie on my stomach and let her scratch me.

I don't really like the blond uncle in sunglasses.

He's so stingy, never gives me a cookie, and sometimes keeps staring at my dog ​​food - I'll defend mine to the death!

I also like the gentle uncle with glasses and the coworker with a hammer. The former is very good at tickling me, and the latter is very good at familiarizing myself.

I lived very close to them for a while, but then they left one after another for unknown reasons.

I don't understand the concept of local tyrants, but it probably means that I don't have to worry about food anymore.

The big local tyrant my uncle knew was okay, and he took the initiative to invite our family to live in his mansion. I have to thank him for my aunt and uncle.They were busy looking for a new home until they were invited.The big local tyrant made it a lot easier for them, I like him.

However, once I saw him take off his shoes, his face suddenly became much closer to me, and I was a little confused.

A few days ago, I watched on TV that after middle age, human beings will gradually become shorter and the spine will become very fragile. I was so scared that I told my confidant Jarvis about this.He was silent for a long time, and then told me in a tactful tone: "This is a natural phenomenon, you don't have to worry about it." 』

Jarvis loves the big local tycoons very much, I think since he said so, then it's really all right.

There are many, many magical things in the mansion of the rich family, and I guess Jarvis is one of them.

I once ran from the first floor to the top floor, searched all the rooms, but couldn't find him.He may have been playing hide and seek with me, what a naive and cute person!

Most importantly, he can understand me!I regard him as my confidant in this life - Wang Sheng is alive, it is not easy to get a confidant!

After Jarvis knew that my uncle and aunt liked domestic violence, he firmly asked me to sleep on the sofa in the living room.There is nothing wrong with sleeping here, the temperature in the building is like spring all year round, I don't need to molt, and Jarvis promised me that he would sleep with me every night and read me stories.

We went from Harry Potter to Lord of the Rings and then to A Song of Ice and Fire.But one night later, Jarvis never showed up again.

I was depressed, digging the ground, howling, but I was still unable to call out this confidant.

It's a pity, I still don't know how many Starks are left.Still, the last Stark/Stark will definitely be in this building!

The difference is that I don't like wow, I like meow.

My Ma Ma once spent a year correcting this relationship orientation for me, and finally threatened me that if I don't like dogs, I will wear an Elizabeth collar.

Guys I know won't be the same once they wear that silly hat collar, boys are sissy, girls are manly man, I don't want to be like them!

So I will never be in love with the cute Meow Meow anymore...

But when I see an unhappy cat on TV, I feel like I'm in love.Since then, I have always remembered this cute cat named Tada, and imagined that one day I could meet her again and spend the rest of my life with her.

I can't see her in the real world, so I can only lie on the sofa every day, waiting for her picture.

However, in the days when I was waiting for love, something happened to my aunt—a strange thing lived in her stomach, and it grew, grew, and grew every day.

It was fine at first, but when I saw her stomach, I thought she had simply gained weight from eating, and it would be better to exercise more.But that thing continued to grow and grow. In the end, my aunt couldn't walk anymore and had to support her waist.

Every time I see her, I worry that one day that thing will burst her stomach!

My worries disappeared after Ma Ma's surprise visit.

Ma Ma stroked her swollen belly, smiled and said to me: "Tofu, you are going to be an older brother."

……What? !Is my aunt pregnant? !Is this what human pregnancy looks like? !It's no different from our Wang...

I said why my uncle didn't take care of me so patiently anymore, and other red-haired aunts, Uncle Cookies, and big local tyrants didn't bother to tickle me when they came to play with my uncle.

Moreover, in the past, when they came to play, they always brought some snacks and toys for me, but now they don't, they bring things for their aunt to make up for.

Their focus is all on their aunt.Correction, it was on my aunt's belly.Well, those things have to be eaten by that meatball.

On weekdays, the topics they discussed such as "Dogs eat better than humans", "Is tofu not sexually correct", "Should I find a girlfriend for Tofu" have also changed to "Is it a boy or a girl?" , "I am the godfather of the child", "You can't let the child's mother raise the child" come up.

I feel, I have been deeply abandoned.

I think they don't care about me anymore, and no human being understands me anymore.

Wang Wang I am not happy!

Wang Wang, I have a little mood!

Wang Wang I ran away from home in a moment of sadness!

Wang woof, I... I regret it, woo woo woo.

I ran away from home, sitting on a bench in a small park outside a mansion, screaming from hunger.I can only sacrifice hue, sell a few cute, exchange a few hot dogs or sandwiches.

A group of humans who came to touch me said the name "Brooklyn", which is probably the name of the area.

I've heard the name.The uncle said that he used to have a very good friend who grew up with him in Brooklyn.

At this time, I miss my uncle and them very much.

However, I ran away from home for four or five days, but none of them found me.I don't have a dog tag, and the well-meaning people who want to drive me home can't do anything about it.

I want to turn back, but I can't find my way home.

On the road, there was no smell left over from when I came, only the strong smell of gasoline and the smell of asphalt on the road.

I have been staying here, not daring to go any further, and not daring to turn back, so I can only occupy this park bench.

Many people came to touch me and give me food.

Then a guy sat next to me and no one dared to touch me anymore.

This guy smelled of motor oil and iron, with long, disheveled hair, unshaven beard, and cold, piercing eyes, but he looked very lonely.

He has been sitting still, looking at the residential area in the distance.

I was very curious about him, lying on his lap to watch him.He lowered his head and glanced at me, then continued to look into the distance.

His expression was slightly sad, and when he looked at me, I seemed to see a human version of an unhappy cat.I immediately liked the bum.

He sat here all day, in the freezing cold, wearing only a tattered overcoat.

Many people gave me hot dogs, but because of fear of this person, the hot dogs were placed on the ground two meters away.I picked them up one by one, I ate one and pushed one for him.

At first, he was puzzled, seemed very uncomfortable with my kindness, and seemed to have no idea what a hot dog was.But I showed him the correct way to eat it over and over again, and finally when it was getting dark, he picked up one, tried to take a bite, and quickly finished this one.

I am very happy, as if my sincerity has finally touched the person I admire.So he didn't keep any hot dogs, and pushed them all to him, so that he could eat them.

When night came, he shivered with cold.I lay down on his lap to keep him warm.He didn't push me away.

It was only when I was so close to him that I could smell the blood on his body—he had wounds on his body.I hate the smell of blood, but I don't hate him.I pity him, I adore him—this face.

I stared at his gloved hands and wondered about his life.

He might be an engineer, otherwise why would he smell of organic oil and iron flakes.He may have had a large family once, but misfortune happened, the family was broken up, and he had to wander around and do nothing.

I think that the big local tyrant is so good, he would be willing to take in such a poor person.My relatives too, when the time comes, he can live with us in the mansion, party together, and laugh together.

They will be great friends.

I fell asleep in a daze, feeling someone gently touching my neck.This touch is like many people, like my mom when I was a child, like my aunt who hugged me and sat on the balcony at night, like my uncle who was alone after my aunt left, like a red-haired aunt, like a blonde-haired uncle, like a big local tyrant...

When I woke up the next day, the person who had been with me all day was gone.And I was covered with the torn coat that smelled of blood.

I sat alone on this bench again, not in the mood to eat.I just want to go home.

"Hi, buddy, so you're here." A familiar voice came from above my head, I raised my head and saw brother Sam who had fostered me.

He's a nice guy, he plays weird but soothing music at home, and then slowly swings to it, I always watch this as a sideshow, it's super boring.

He was nice to me, and he was very lively and cheerful. I gave him all the pranks I couldn't bear to do to my uncle and my aunt.It's so fun to watch him kick his feet every time he gets angry.

And now, he found me.Without hesitation, I got up and jumped into his arms, expressing my suffering these days with "ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow" the suffering that I suffer these days.

"OMFG, you smell like shit," Brother Sam patted me on the back, laughing heartily like always, "Dude, you're driving your aunt and uncle crazy! Go back and apologize to them—"

I know, I will definitely apologize.

I followed Brother Sam back to the mansion of the big local tyrant, not the base where I could have fun.

I didn't get to see my aunt and uncle, but I got to see the red-haired aunt and the blond-haired uncle.The blond uncle slapped me on the head hard, called me "heartless" and stuffed me with a whole bag of cookies.Well, I'm starting to like him too.

The red-haired aunt dragged me to the bathroom to take a shower and changed various shower gels.He even blow-dried my hair so it was all combed smoothly.

I made all the preparations and followed them to meet my uncle and aunt.

The person who opened the door was a big local tyrant. He saw me, raised his eyebrows and patted me: "It's better to stay at home!"

I couldn't agree more with him.

Behind him is Uncle.His face was pale, but there was a blush on his cheeks, as if he had been frightened and encountered something very pleasant.

Before he came over, I rushed over and hugged his thigh to express my heart.He picked me up, weighed me in his arms, and said with a soft smile, "I'm thinner."

Of course, if you eat or drink outside, you can’t lose weight.I looked over his shoulder and looked back.

I saw my aunt lying on the bed.

She fell asleep, lying on her side.There is a pink and tender meat ball in the crook of the arm, with big eyes open, looking in my direction.

...Is this the thing that keeps growing and growing in my aunt's stomach?

My uncle walked over with me in his arms, pointed at the little dumpling, and introduced in a low voice: "This is Leonie, you have become an older brother."

I stared at the little meatball with my eyes wide open.

Leonie, little lion, what a nice and domineering name!Look at the naming ability of uncle and aunt!Much more handsome than the name of my meal!Woooooooo——Mama, I really hate you!

She has the same blue eyes as her uncle, but has curly hair of the same color as her aunt.No crying, no fuss, just staring at me.

My heart just melts watching it.

At night, I eavesdropped on the conversation between my uncle and my aunt who woke up outside the door.

My aunt said: "... I have to thank SueSue, she forced me to learn English fluently. Otherwise, I would not be able to speak English fluently at this moment, Ilikeyou, Iadoreyou, Needyou, Iloveyou!"

Uncle smiled: "I can understand you when you speak German - Ichliebe Dich, right?"

When the aunt laughed, Xiao Routuan cried.I even ran in to see her.When my aunt saw me, she immediately threw a pillow over and said, "You know how to come back!"

I didn't even dare to escape.Anyway, the pillow doesn't hurt.

The uncle held down the angry aunt and comforted her softly, and at the same time comforted Leonie.

I think this picture is very beautiful.

The people in the picture love me, and I love them too.

Although I don't know if this meat bun named Leonie will love me in the future, but I will definitely love her like I love my aunt, my uncle, and everyone who loves me.Moreover, she is my uncle's younger sister, and I will definitely protect her!

I barked at Leonie who was crying in my aunt's arms, made a solemn promise, and then slipped out of the room under my aunt's stare.

"Glad to hear that, Tofu." The voice of Jarvis, who had disappeared for a long time, reappeared!

But when I looked up, what I saw was the purple sweet potato essence that I used to see in the base!Because he looks a little scary, I never dare to approach him.

Difficult, could it be that Jarvis is really tall like this? !So hard to meet people? !No wonder he wanted to hide before... Under my sympathy, I don't think he's scary anymore.

"Are you going to bed?" Jarvis Mama said.

I responded with a low wail.Then he took two steps and glanced at him. He was so smart that he followed up.

I still slept in the old living room, wrapped in a warm blanket.

Jarvis Mama sat on the other end of the sofa, looking at me.I look at him.

He nodded knowingly: "Okay, let's talk about the remaining Starks..."

When I was about to fall asleep, I suddenly remembered the unhappy cat who accompanied me yesterday.

Why did he walk away without a word?Is his injury okay?Did he make friends?

If not, I will happily introduce my uncles, aunts, aunts, confidantes, aunts and uncles to him, they are all good people, they all love me, he will like them, and then he will not be there again Alone.

I also want to tell him that I have a younger sister who is cute—cuter than I, I have to admit—and has a cool name.

But, I knew I couldn't find him.

Where is he now?What are you thinking about?

No matter, one day I will see him again with my uncles and aunts. At that time, I must introduce my happy family to him—uh, except for Fox Mama.

I curled up on the soft and warm blanket, closed my eyes and fell asleep contentedly.

Life is good, Wang Sheng is also very good.

Someone loves me and I love them too.