The beautiful daily life of Black Light Salted Fish

"...As a result, five BOPE team members were injured to varying degrees. The northeast direction of Telalinger Hospital has been blocked. I would like to remind the general public not to get close. Next, let us enter a commercial and come back soon. "The host finished speaking with a serious face, a big logo flashed across the TV, and the music started to play. It is still the relaxed and pleasant bossa nova style, which blends with the beautiful view of the beach outside the window, giving the city a charming atmosphere.

It's as if the gunfight just mentioned didn't exist at all.

There is another kind of singing in my ears.

Michelle turned her head back and looked across the slightly messy bed to Miss Watson on the sofa. The latter held a cat in his arms and was humming an unknown tune while playing with the cat excitedly - this can be described as "excited". It was unclear whether this little cat was a stray or someone raised it. After something slipped in from the balcony, the process of easing the relationship between the two was interrupted.

She was obviously more interested in the cat.

"Crack! Ah da da da da!!!!"

Miss Watson interrupted her singing and used the cat as a submachine gun, simulating the sound of firing a gun.

"Ow?"

The cat was clearly not used to it and began to struggle.

“Mua—boobooboobooboobooboo!!!!!”

After emptying a magazine, Miss Watson kissed it on the forehead a dozen times.

"Vi——!"

Before the gray short-haired cat could meow, Miss Watson threw it towards the double bed with a gentle throw. The feline's athletic talent was displayed at this moment. The cat landed steadily on the bed and ran over to Miss Watson's greeting. Animals are so weird sometimes. The more insane the tricks, the more they like them. Of course, this also has something to do with the fact that the guys they play with are also insane.

"Hakuna Matata!!!" Miss Watson raised the short-haired cat above her head, then kneaded the short-haired cat into her arms, rubbing the little head with the side of her face and chin, purring from her mouth. Snoring guttural voice: "Hmm~~~Little cutie~~Ah, little cutie~Ah puff ah puff##￥%@!@&%*&*..."

Michela could no longer understand what was said next.

"Hey! Do you want to play with it?" As if she finally noticed the gaze, Miss Watson held the short-haired cat in both hands and approached Michela with a smile. The latter suddenly had a look of disgust on his face: "I I don’t want to play with it. Do you know that you almost wiped this cat clean with your face? You kissed it for 10 minutes! Don’t come near me until it’s clean. I don’t like germs.”

"Huh? Why is this..." Miss Watson's face quickly turned gloomy, and the corners of her mouth and shoulders were slightly drooped down by the same amount. Her expression was extremely endearing. But the face is the face, and the body is another matter. The short-haired cat is held in front of the chest by two white and tender hands. The small cat head just makes the scale of the two reference objects behind it even more shocking.

cut! Cow!

Michela balled her fists and rolled her eyes.

"I'm sorry, cutie."

Seeing this scene, Miss Watson could only sigh, obediently opened the screen window, and pointed the short-haired cat at the small platform below: "Our fate can only end here. From now on, you have to be a good kitten and be good." Take good care of your body, don't dig through the trash cans, don't chew on rotten corpses in the sewers, don't smoke, don't drink, don't take drugs, study hard and do something serious. And don't come in while other young couples are playing games. If you do, you will be struck by lightning, do you understand?"

"......Meow?"

"I lost-!"

With a little force from Miss Watson, the short-haired cat landed safely on the concrete platform. She showed a bright smile and closed the window with a snap in Cantonese, "Bye bye, Cat Boy!" As soon as Michela finished blinking, the wind blew in front of her. Miss Watson held a flower picked from the balcony in her mouth, leaning on the bathroom door frame, leaning on the door with her elbows and crossing her legs, as if A masculine approach: "Hi~~Lady! You are so..."

"To take a bath."

Miss Butterfly Knife pointed faintly at the bathroom.

The earthy words of love had no effect, and Miss Watson curled her lips and ate the flowers in a few mouthfuls. As the bathroom door was completely closed, the sound of rushing water immediately came from inside. It was obvious that the faucet had been turned to the maximum. Less than a minute passed before Mr. Watson, who was completely washed, came out with a bath towel on his face: "I'm done. Should we set off?"

Michela looked at him and said nothing.

"...What's wrong? It's 2 o'clock in the afternoon. Don't you still want to go shopping?"

"Do you know how different you are now from your appearance just now? They are just two people." Miss Butterfly Knife sighed and stood up: "I feel like I am in love with two people at the same time."

"You seem to be right in saying that." Watson shrugged his shoulders and started to put on his pants: "Don't say you are not used to Miss Watson, and I am not used to her either. Just think of her as a lunatic. And you also know, Watson Miss Mori doesn’t have to appear. If you really can’t accept it, I can remain like this in front of you.”

"But she's part of you, isn't she?"

The woman was silent for a while before continuing: "Mr. Watson and Miss Watson are one and the same. That's what you told me before."

Watson looked into those blue eyes: "Do you regret it?"

"what?"

"The day I first arrived in Rio de Janeiro, you pushed me directly onto the bed, remember? I said there were many things I didn't tell you, and that I was not who you thought I was, and then you said..." He Imitating Michela's tone: "Are you a sissy? I feel like I'm more of a man than you! Just do it, don't do it if you don't, don't talk so much nonsense!"

"Pfft!"

Miss Butterfly Knife couldn't help laughing, and stepped forward to hug her boyfriend: "Don't be like this, you know that's not what I meant."

"Yes, it's too late for you to regret it now anyway." Watson tapped the woman's lips: "You will never be able to get rid of a freak like me in this life, and I think you enjoyed it just now..."

"Don't mention that!"

Snapped!

Michela bit her lip and slapped her boyfriend's butt hard. Miss Butterfly Knife seemed to have returned to her normal state, no longer the confused look she had in the morning. It can only be said that sometimes when couples are unhappy, "fighting" can really effectively solve the problem.

It's a matter of diverting attention.

"...Since that day, I have always felt that I know you well enough, at least I understand your character, but you always let me see a different side." After hugging quietly for a while, Michelle La suddenly whispered: "To be honest, this makes me a little scared. I'm afraid that one day you will completely become a different person. How many things about you do I not know?"

"If you want to know more, then I suggest you learn to get used to Miss Watson's existence first. She is the most harmless one." Watson kissed his girlfriend's face gently: "Otherwise, I'm afraid you will go crazy."

"I want to get to know you better."

Michela leaned into Watson's ear: "So there are some things that I don't want to escape from anymore."

......

March 3, Commonwealth, New York.

Compared with the southern hemisphere, the temperature in the northern hemisphere is different. Most of the pedestrians on the road were wearing cotton-padded clothes, but there were still many men and women who were wearing thin clothing, typically for style rather than warmth. However, this is also caused by Watson's inertial thinking in his previous life. He used to be more afraid of the cold, so he envied fat people who dared to wear short-sleeved clothes to go out in the winter.

This time the Wolfpack team is splitting up.

On the afternoon when Watson returned to the team, Luper also successfully transferred the money to the team members' accounts, which meant that the temporary mission of arms dealer Yuri was completely completed. Considering the current situation, the French wife thought about it for two days, and then at Watson's suggestion, decided to let the team members disperse and hide. First, Rio de Janeiro is indeed not very safe, and people from the federation will definitely track them down. The danger on the old man Hobo's side has increased dramatically, and even he has to find a way to escape; second, several people gathered together to have a big target, so it is better to split up. Run away.

Although the wolf mother didn't say anything, Watson could tell that the woman actually meant to break up the gang temporarily. Since the Raccoon City incident late last year, the Wolf Pack Team's income has increased several times, and the goods stolen from the Paris Umbrella branch have not been fully digested yet. Although the process was very difficult and dangerous, now everyone is still alive, and each of them has at least hundreds of thousands of dollars in savings. This result is already ideal. What's more, the wolf mother has a daughter of her own, so she is not helpless. How can she not think about the future?

On the other hand, Ghost and Beltway, a sniper and a blaster, entered the industry not entirely because of lack of money, but more for combat and excitement. They are the best at this and are addicted to it. The same is true for Victor, the scout who is still in Europe and has basically recovered from his injury.

But in any case, the wolf team's operations in South America have come to an end. As for when to reunite, firstly, we have to wait for the limelight to pass, and secondly, it depends on whether the wolf mother is still willing. If the French wife decides to retire, then the next time we meet, we will really have a breakup meal.

Watson and Michela were the first to say goodbye.

The two will travel to New York.

After resolving the internal emotional crisis, Michela shifted her energy to the "external enemy". She couldn't wait to integrate into and understand her boyfriend's real life circle, and first she had to "visit" the fallen princess Nisha.

Yes, Miss Butterfly Knife is going to find the vampire princess.

In the past two days, Watson has roughly recounted his experience with Nessa. Strictly speaking, Watson and Nessa have no definite relationship at all.

This made Michela very satisfied.

The woman said she wanted to take a look, and her expression was very natural, but in Watson's eyes, Miss Butterfly Knife just wanted to beat the vampire princess and make her stay away from her boyfriend. However, Watson himself had not fully realized it yet. reasons to object. But he could also see that Michela actually understood that Nisha had done nothing wrong, and Watson was mainly to blame for the situation developing to this point.

Who made this guy say to Nisha, "I'll consider our relationship after I overcome my mental illness" and then leave?

Oh man.

No matter what, Watson is on the losing side.

So what else could he say?

It was not impossible to stop Michela forcefully, but this idea was immediately extinguished by Watson. He deeply realized that as long as he still had the idea of ​​​​taking a few boats a day, this problem must be faced. Deflecting conflicts and delaying time may be effective, but it is more likely to have the opposite effect, making the hidden dangers more intense until they suddenly erupt and destroy everything.

"Miss Watson" is the case before us.

If it takes a few years for Miss Butterfly Knife to find out about "Mr. Watson and Miss Watson", then it is definitely not a crisis that can be solved with a "fight". There is no doubt that Michela has a fierce, strong and stubborn side in her heart. The self-abuse and self-destructive tendencies she has developed since her body was disfigured are also very serious, but she rarely shows it to herself. Watson has understood this since he found the pistol on the bedside. If he insists on entangled and controlled, the other party may appear to surrender, and then turn around and commit suicide by swallowing the gun.

She's not some little girl who can be coaxed with money.

It doesn’t matter if you stop it, and it doesn’t matter if you don’t stop it.

We can only think of ways to make the scene less ugly, as long as no one is killed. Fortunately, as a purebred member of the Vampire Clan, Nissa's combat and resistance abilities are definitely far superior to ordinary people. As long as she doesn't encounter sunlight, garlic extract, and silver weapons, she will definitely have no problem dealing with Miss Butterfly Knife. All he had to do was choose the meeting place at night, and the reason was valid. After all, how could a vampire go out in broad daylight?

If we meet, let's meet. If we really want to fight, let's fight.

As for what will happen after it ends...

Let’s talk about it after it’s over.

Tired.

But you deserve it.

Holding Miss Butterfly Knife's hand, Watson said silently to himself.

“Are you afraid that Nisa and I will fight?”

The two of them had been walking on the street for half an hour. Michela turned her head and said, "You have been acting like this since I asked to come to New York to see her the night before yesterday. Mr. Watson, your attitude makes me want to get together with you as soon as possible." I’ve met Nisha. I know what you’re worried about, but I definitely won’t kill her, don’t worry.”

No, no, you can't beat her...

If you lose then, wouldn’t the situation be embarrassing?

"Baby, Nyssa...she's not a bad girl, really."

As soon as Watson finished speaking, Michela sneered and touched his face: "Really? Nesa is not a bad woman? Then do you think I am a bad woman? Sorry, dear, it's not that I don't believe you, but you Since you like a woman like me who is completely disfigured, loves to play with knives, and loves to cut open people’s stomachs and remove their internal organs, don’t blame me for doubting your aesthetics and taste.”

Do you still know what kind of virtue you are...

"...I don't know what I should do at that time." The street scene is beautiful, but Watson has no intention of watching it: "From the perspective of my boyfriend, I should say sorry to Nisha, and then Turn around and leave with you. But if you want to ask me what I really think, I doubt I can say it so simply...I'm sorry."

"You've said you're sorry many times."

Michela turned her face back and quickened her pace slightly: "You also know that this matter will be resolved sooner or later, so you should take me to see Nessa quickly. Oh, by the way, I am looking forward to her seeing Miss Watson. What expression, you won’t let me down, will you?”