[Comprehensive] Aunt sweeping the floor

Claire had another skirmish with someone in a bar that day.

The initial cause of the conflict was that Claire's woman was slept by another man.Although he and the woman with wrinkles at the corners of his eyes have almost broken up, it took Claire a lot of time to pursue her. Friends in the circle also think that they are still a couple, but out of a certain male self-esteem, after watching When his woman made fun of other men, Claire rushed forward without hesitation.

Claire picked up one of the most common tools in bars - a beer bottle on the bar counter.It's such a pity that the beer in it was two-thirds drunk, otherwise the blow would have been better.

After smashing the bottle at the other party, Claire successfully made the arrogant guy back a few steps, and almost fell on the bar counter.But if it's just that, it can't be called a conflict.

The opponent is obviously also a good player.I heard that he is a retired soldier... To be honest, this is not reflected in his figure, otherwise Claire would not have rushed forward like a fool.

However, the opponent's simple fighting skills were enough to deal with Claire, who was gradually fading away.hell!If this fight had been a few years earlier, the damn guy would have been beaten by himself and run away!

Claire staggered to avoid an old punch from the opponent, but failed to notice the high stool behind her.He fell down on the big horse neatly, and after finally getting up, he was hit by the opponent's big straight fist.

damn it!Claire spat, he felt that the bridge of his nose might have been broken.It's too bad!What made Claire even more angry was the woman standing in the corner of the bar watching.

Which man can remain indifferent after seeing such a green hat on his head?Claire only felt that the adrenaline was constantly rising, or it was just his blood pressure that was rising... No matter what it was, he was like a bull with red eyes, rushing towards his complacent opponent without hesitation.

... Soon, this daily rivalry and jealousy came to an end.

——Both sides are injured.Although Claire's selfishness made him secretly measure the degree of injury of the two people... However, there is no doubt that they both need some cheap and professional treatment.

"I think we need to go to Simpson's clinic." The other party first proposed this.

Claire shrugged, then gritted her teeth at the pain.The other side's proposal was irrefutable, after all, the art of veterinarian Simpson is well known.Claire held her sore nose and nodded helplessly.

That gloomy alley is still shaded by the surrounding buildings.I just don't know how Simpson dealt with it, and there is no common sewage and stench in this alley.

The punks walking here restrained themselves.Even if there is any deep hatred between them and their companions, they still stay at the level of eye contact.

If there was a white-collar in a suit and leather shoes walking by with a tangled expression, the hooligans would not deliberately make things difficult for these white-collars.The purpose of their visit to the clinic, one is for pets, one is for their own condition, both need a doctor, nothing more.

An alley soon came to an end, and Claire knocked on the door politely.

The last time Claire was injured, she waited at the door for three to ten minutes, and the reason for such a long wait was that he smoked a cigarette cursingly at the door.

Damn rules!Bloody vet!

Claire waited at the door for 3 minutes. His injury this time was much more serious than the last time.Although the waiting time was only one-tenth of the last time, it was enough for him to suffer for a while.

Claire was even a little aggrieved, because he complied with the regulations enough this time, and thought he had done nothing wrong.

Time passed by every minute and every second.At 5 minutes, the door of the clinic was finally opened.

"Doctor Simpson...I...uh..." Claire looked at the person who opened the door and forgot what she was going to say for a moment.

For a moment, Claire thought that she drank too much alcohol, or was hit in the head during a fight, so she had some kind of hallucination.But when he turned his head to look at the idiot who also came to see a doctor, he knew that all the scenes in front of him were real.

——A beautiful girl in a wine-red dress opened the door.She looked young enough, and her demeanor seemed to have a bit of the philistine atmosphere that Claire was most familiar with, but in a blink of an eye, there was only dignity and inviolability left.The previous moment was just an illusion. Even if this woman's long skirt was slightly worn and messy, and there were some acceptable red marks on the skirt, it still couldn't change her awe-inspiring aura.

Claire took a half step back with some shrunkenness. ... But the physical pain was tormenting him, and he stammered, "I... let's find Dr. Simpson... to treat the wound."

"Doctor Simpson." The woman repeated Claire's words.Her dark eyes looked directly at him, filled with some disturbing consideration.

"Come in." Catherine smiled.Make way for the clinic.

For a while after watching the video, Catherine was alone in Simpson's pet hospital doing a lot of things.First she cleaned the blood from the storage room door—Catherine still hadn't opened that room, she wasn't ready for Simpson's death...she was never ready for any death.

It's hard to argue that Catherine wasn't responsible for Simpson's death.After all, according to Simpson, the murderer would kill one person every month...one superhuman.

After cleaning up the blood, Catherine called the pet owners in the notebook one by one, and made an appointment with them to pick up their pets.It's hard to imagine how unreliable owners would entrust their owners to this hospital, but at least their hearts are good, otherwise they wouldn't bring their pets to the pet hospital.

Not surprisingly, Catherine will single-handedly handle all the aftermath of the Simpson matter. ——Leaving an unknown corpse for Mycroft to study is a very dangerous thing——Simpson is a supernatural being.

What's more, it's time to discuss the status quo with William.Escape is not the solution, Catherine must get an explanation, so as not to let her come to London from France alone.

A patient visit is unexpected.Surveillance probes have completely collapsed.When Catherine realized that someone was knocking on the door, she was talking on the phone with the owner of the last pet... The loud Scottish voice often makes people feel irritated. French to English conversion only.

After finishing the matter at hand, Catherine opened the door a few minutes late.She was a little disappointed to find that the person who came to seek medical treatment was really just an ordinary gangster.

"Where's Dr. Simpson? I mean, are you here to bandage us this time?" Claire looked at the beautiful woman who seemed to have just exited a reception, and couldn't help wondering if this was some kind of Simpson's family member. .But Simpson, who is big and thick, shouldn't have such a delicate daughter, right?

It's not that I haven't had any evil thoughts.But all the complicated thoughts disappeared when Catherine straightened his dislocated arm.

"Does your injury look a little serious? I guess you haven't just saved the world, or participated in a gang fight...but..." Claire wanted to listen more carefully to what Catherine said next, the girl was sweet The voice rang in his ears.

But in the next second, he let out a scream of exhaustion: "Ah!"

'Crack' Catherine straightened the bones of the male patient who had been drinking with a normal expression.Catherine also worked part-time in a black clinic when she was in France.The place where she worked at the beginning had far better facilities than Simpson's, but the quality of the patients who came to her door was the same.

How to make these fearless gangsters show fear in their eyes is a course that must be practiced hard.To another extent, this is also the introductory course that Catherine first came into contact with the gray area.

to this day.Whether in France or England.Catherine can easily integrate herself into this atmosphere.No gangster dared to be presumptuous in front of her, and most of the secret agents were the same.People like them seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. After a long time, Catherine naturally understands how to deal with them.

"But...you are not injured that badly." Catherine let go of Claire's arm.The distance between the two people was very close just now, and now they have returned to normal social distance.

During the handover process, Catherine didn't get any useful information, even if she used the insanity she had just learned on the cowardly man in front of her - Snape was not stingy about teaching her this forbidden The future path of magic and wizards is not to become a house-elf. At this point, from a thousand years ago to the parent generation, and then to the offspring, it is simply not as good as one generation!

Catherine found the bandages and potions in the kitchen next to the oil, salt, sauce and vinegar.Simpson has some illegal painkillers here, and they all have a good effect.

The two gangsters saw that the girl was indeed professional, better than Simpson's rough practice style at 01:30, so they felt relieved to let Catherine diagnose and treat her.

It was only during the interval of treatment, in order to strike up a conversation and live for other reasons, the two guys were not afraid of death and asked Catherine: "Where did Dr. Simpson go? Will you treat us in the future?"

Catherine gave him a half-smile.Guys of this class seem to be born with a little fearlessness.Perceived danger, but still can not help but challenge authority.

"I'm afraid you are the last patients in this clinic. Although I would like to tell you that Mr. Simpson is going on a long vacation... But I think we all know that the so-called long vacation is that you will never open your eyes again That. What a pity."

Catherine didn't care much about the expressions of the two people on the opposite side. She suddenly thought of a good idea to distribute the forces nearby.The location of this area is actually quite good. In terms of distance, it maintains a fairly safe distance from Moriarty and mi6.There are no dangerous industrial facilities nearby, and it would be too wasteful to make a safe house with tangled alleys!

——This is a good place to make a stronghold.It's like Diogenes' club, or Moriarty's ball.Since Catherine confirmed that she had a foothold in London a few weeks ago, she began to look for a qualified stronghold for herself.

"Don't be so nervous." She comforted the two punks with bruised noses and swollen faces. "There's good news. . . . Simpson Veterinary's pet hospital is closed. But Miss Catherine's bookstore is about to open. If I were you, I should think that reading is a very good idea."

Yes, Catherine's magical brain worked strangely.She quickly conceived the basic decoration style of the bookstore...it must have a certain style, a book wall that covers the ceiling and occupies the entire wall is essential, maybe she can also use books to spread the There are three steps to the door 1.

"Bookstore?" This word has never appeared in the dictionaries of the punks around.In the minds of these homeless people with less than [-] words, books are almost as important as a serious job... pure nonsense!

"That's right. The business of the clinic is still supported. I hope you will become my regular customers in the near future. I'm not talking about the function of the clinic, but the bookstore."

Catherine smiled and tied one last pretty bow for Bucket's bandages.