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

Even if Jerry is just a little mouse, he can sense that the atmosphere is very awkward.

Ethan sat with Al, and the man sat across from them.The room was extraordinarily quiet, the three of them were deadlocked, and finally the man coughed lightly and tried to start the conversation.

The man's appearance is quite friendly, and he is very good at communicating with women.At least after some exchanges, Al was no longer hostile to him as before.

Jerry patted his chest and assured Ethan that this man was absolutely safe.

Thanks to Jerry's guarantee, the man was able to enter the house smoothly instead of being beaten by Ethan and Al.

Jerry didn't take the initiative to tell Ethan who this man was, and since Al was always by his side, Ethan couldn't find a chance to ask Jerry alone.

Jerry wasn't sure why Sherlock came to America, and he didn't dare to tell anyone about it.

Except of course Tom, after all, he is not a human being.

"He is Sherlock's assistant?" Tom sat on the sofa and asked with his head tilted: "Why didn't he come to America with Sherlock?"

"How would I know about the two of them." Jerry said vaguely while eating a small biscuit: "His name is John Watson, and the last time I saw him was in London. He followed the summer Behind Locke, speaking is a word of praise."

It paused, patted Tom with some disgust and said, "When will you be like him and treat your good friend well."

Tom lowered his eyes, looked at Jerry beside him tenderly, and said in a strange way: "Good friend? Sorry, I only saw a fat and juicy little snack."

Saying so, it opened its mouth and bit Jerry's head.

Watson was chatting with Al, he glanced at the corner of the sofa from the corner of his eye, and said hesitantly, "Your pet cat is eating your pet mouse."

Ethan said as usual: "Don't worry, they are just playing around."

Before he finished speaking, Tom took Jerry whole into his mouth, and deliberately made a swallowing motion to intimidate him.

Jerry, who was fighting Tom, was not frightened, but Watson was frightened.

He subconsciously got up and sat down slowly.Pointing at Tom, he whispered to Ethan, "Your cat..."

Ethan sighed, turned around and opened Tom's mouth, pulling the wet Jerry out.

"Don't worry about it now." Ethan wiped his hands and said, "Okay sir, you should introduce yourself."

He paused, and continued: "It's not the name you made up, but your real name. Who are you? What can you do with Smith?"

Watson opened his mouth as if he wanted to speak. He hesitated for a long time, as if he had finally made up his mind.

Leaning forward slightly, he whispered as if he was giving a signal: "He is my former roommate. We used to live in England. I came here specially to find him."

His voice fell, and the door of the house was suddenly opened.

A man with a beard and messy hair walked quickly into the room carrying a large box.

"Ethan, someone may come to look for me recently, if he comes, tell me that I don't..." The man paused, his body stiffened, and he looked straight at the person sitting on the sofa.

Jerry watched happily from the side, so he dared to guarantee that Sherlock must really want to rush out of the door, pretending that he never came in.

Sherlock's appearance stunned everyone in the room.Ethan pointed to Watson and said to Sherlock: "Smith, your friend from England is looking for you."

Sherlock pretended to be nonchalant and said, "British? I'm an American, I..."

He didn't have time to make up a good story to cover up his lies.Because in the next second, under the astonished eyes of everyone, Watson stood up abruptly and punched Sherlock hard.

He hooked Sherlock's neck, pulled him aside, and said to Ethan in a friendly manner, "Sorry, I have some private matters to deal with with Smith privately."

Tom was watching, and it turned to Jerry and said, "Are you sure he's a gummy bear, not a brown bear?"

Watson held down Sherlock and growled in a low voice: "I have searched all over the UK but have not found you. I have been waiting for you for a long time, and I even feel that you have...before I knew it. You don't remember the previous things Is it? Or do you think I won't be angry. "

He took a deep breath and said with red eyes: "If I hadn't heard about some strange cases in the United States, I wouldn't have come here to look for you. Damn, what are you doing recently? Even if you have a case to ask Deal with it, you have to tell me anyway!"

Every time Watson said a word, Sherlock would punch Sherlock. Sherlock lowered his head, looked up at him like a child who did something wrong, and said quickly: "Sorry, John. But I have an interesting thing here. It's something, you will definitely want to know. The blood is boiling, the blood is spurting..."

Before he could finish speaking, Watson grabbed his neck and pushed him to the ground.

Ethan looked at the bloodstains on Sherlock's face, and said hesitantly, "I think you should talk carefully, there may be some misunderstanding."

Watson grabbed Sherlock by the collar, gritted his teeth and said: "You disappeared for a whole year, a year, and there is no news. Do you know how worried I am, I really have your Xia...Smith!"

Ethan squatted beside him trying to persuade the fight, he pulled Watson to hug him and turned his head to Sherlock, beckoning him to hide quickly.

Sherlock covered his nose and said vaguely: "It's okay, he's just too happy."

"What misunderstanding do you have about the word happy?" Ethan let go of his hand helplessly.

Watson straightened his clothes, his chest heaving violently.

Sherlock rolled his eyes and said tentatively, "Should I say sorry again?"

The corners of Watson's eyes twitched, he took a deep breath, and rushed towards Sherlock again.

"Jerry, I think there is a big problem with your definition of gummy bears." Tom was scared by Watson's anger and shrank behind the sofa. He poked his head out and said carefully to Jerry: "You just said I hope that I will pay as much attention to maintaining our friendship as Watson, and I will give you another chance to reorganize the language. Do I still need to learn from Watson now?"

Jerry glanced at Sherlock, whose nose was bruised and swollen, and shook his head decisively. He said firmly, "Tom doesn't have a better friend than you in this world. Just be yourself, don't be like Watson."

In the end, Watson took Sherlock to his room to solve it privately. Ethan was actually worried about Sherlock's safety.But after observing Watson's demeanor and body movements, Al confidently handed Sherlock to Watson.

"Smith didn't intend to fight back." Al comforted: "This sentence shows that he trusts John very much. In fact, I suspect that he is Smith's homosexual."

"John was in the army?" Ethan said hesitantly.

"At least he has been on the battlefield, he should be a military doctor." Al said casually.

She ate the love breakfast that Ethan made for her, and before she had time to stay with Ethan for a long time, she received a call from work.

She apologized and kissed Ethan on the cheek and said, "I'm sorry, honey, I'm going back to work, and there's another perverted murderer recently."

Ethan's expression looked tangled, he pursed his lips, as if he wanted to say something.

Jerry has been with him for a while, and once he saw Ethan's expression, he knew that what he said next would definitely not be pleasant.

"No, Ethan, you don't want Al to hate you." Jerry quickly climbed onto his shoulders and warned loudly into his ear: "The situation is finally getting better now, and you must never talk about your brain. If you want."

"What did he want to say?" Tom asked suspiciously, "How do you know?"

Al couldn't hear Jerry and Tom talking, she looked at Ethan who was hesitant to speak, and blinked her eyes encouragingly.

Ethan finally plucked up his courage and said, "Al, what you said sounds really dangerous. I hope you... If you can, change it..."

When he was about to persuade Al to change jobs, Jerry took out a small sign and covered his mouth.

"Shh, Ethan." Jerry whispered, "Have you forgotten why you two broke up?"

"But I'm really worried about her." Ethan tilted his head slightly, and said in a low voice, "I've always been worried about her being in danger. I don't want to lose her, Jerry. Even if she can't be my wife, I I also hope she can live well."

He put Jerry aside, and continued: "Al, I hope you change to a more stable job. You are excellent, and you can find a good job anywhere, I..."

Al sighed, she looked at Ethan tenderly, and said softly: "You know, at least for now, I have no intention of changing jobs."

Jerry felt that the house had never been so lively.

In the living room, Ethan and Al were arguing, and Jerry was trembling as he called each other dear.

"Oh——I'm worried about you Al." Tom imitated Ethan's tone, shaking his head, and said with a long tail: "I can't live without you, I love you. Just like the past How the hell does Al put up with this confessional freak like an old romance movie."

Jerry rolled his eyes at it, and it covered its ears and wanted to take refuge in another room.

It looked curiously at Sherlock's room.The door of the bedroom was ajar, and just as Jerry walked over, he heard whispering voices from inside.

It leaned over and looked inside, Watson cornered Sherlock, and the two were talking in a low voice.

Sherlock seemed to want to refute. He supported Watson's chest with one hand, and lowered his head almost to his cheek.

Except for street fights, Jerry rarely saw two men so close.

It was slightly surprised, and remembered that Al said Smith was gay.Jerry slapped his head, it felt that it figured it out.It turns out that Watson and Sherlock are not just living together.

Jerry flipped through his pockets, silently took out a rainbow flag, and fanned himself to express his kindness.

I don't know if it's Jerry's illusion, but he always feels that the house is full of the sour smell of love.

In the living room, Iss and Al had reached an agreement, and they exchanged a fat and crooked kiss.Ethan stood at the door, reluctantly watching Al leave.

In the bedroom behind Jerry, Sherlock pretended not to care, while explaining to Watson quickly.He also expressed his willingness to shave off his beard and change into a disguise that is more in line with Watson's aesthetics.

Jerry closed the door silently. It felt that the two of them probably needed some private space to do some exercise.

Sherlock noticed that the door was closed, and while wiping his nosebleeds, he whispered: "America is about to become very lively, terrorist attacks, serial killings, trust me John, you will never feel bored here."

"You mean this enemy is very powerful and dangerous?" Watson sat on the bed, pursed his lips and said nervously, "It's like... Moriarty?"

Sherlock seemed to have heard something ridiculous. He raised his eyebrows and said contemptuously, "Powerful? America? No, he is like a child who is good at talking. He is good at lying and pretending, that's all."

"I don't understand, if it's just like this, why did you come to the United States on purpose." Watson grabbed Sherlock's clothes and asked puzzledly: "People in this country can handle these things by themselves."

"I know, just like Al did just now." Sherlock lowered his eyelids and said in a deep voice, "You misunderstood one thing in Watson. It was she who went to America instead of me."

"Who is she?" Watson asked.

"A woman." Sherlock narrowed his eyes and said excitedly: "She came from England and turned America into her playground. At least some people are smarter than those policemen. I must be the first to find the playground." The people at the entrance of the paradise."

"Wait, Sherlock." Watson raised his hand to stop him, "You have been in the United States for a year, and you haven't found the entrance yet?"

Sherlock looked at him suspiciously, and said as a matter of course: "I didn't come to the United States specially to find her. There are so many cases in this country waiting for me to investigate, and I only got her last month."

Watson closed his eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "So why didn't you call me?"

"The previous case was too boring, John." Sherlock took a step back and explained: "I can't call you here because of such a boring thing. Besides, I left alive. I thought you knew I was still alive. Even if I Not in England, he also knows my life and death like the back of his hand. If I die he..."

"Your brother, huh?" Watson squeezed his fingers, and he smirked, "It's fortunate that he showed me the way, otherwise I would be in Africa now."

Sherlock's eyes lit up, and he said quickly: "A case happened over there? What type of case is it? Wait, your ability to screen cases needs to be improved."

What responded to him was Watson's fierce eyes and a heavy punch.

………………

"Jerry, please explain to me what's going on with them." Ethan grabbed Jerry and asked in a low voice.

Jerry shrugged and said nothing.

Ethan didn't mean to press Jerry, he checked the time and went to work.

Jerry, a mouse, was sitting on the sofa in the living room. It looked at the pairs of birds outside the window and sighed long.

Tom ran around with the ball in his mouth, and Jerry looked at it sullenly.I wonder why other people can fall in love with their friends, but my friends are just stupid cats who like to lick their balls.

Tom has been paying attention to Jerry for a long time, and he tries to attract his attention by walking around Jerry.

But the little mouse, who was always sentimental, still sighed out the window.

Tom glanced out the window and said hesitantly, "Why, is the mating season for mice also in spring?"

Hearing it speak made Jerry even more worried.It knows that in this family, it cannot find love.

Tom has been paying attention to Jerry's reaction, and he finds that Jerry has been acting abnormally since Watson came.

Even though Tom ran up to it on purpose to provoke it, Jerry just pushed its face away, and walked slowly towards the mouse hole like an old man with his hands behind his back.

Tom followed all the way, and it rushed over to block the door of the mouse hole, and said with a smile: "I know where to find the female mice. Please ask me, and I will introduce them to you."

Jerry regained his spirit immediately, and said coyly, "Are you serious?"

"Absolutely serious." Tom lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "When I went back to the pet hospital last time, some pet mice chatted and mentioned a place, which was the dormitory for female mice. There were many young, beautiful and single mothers in it." mouse."

Jerry asked with bright eyes, "Where is it?"

Tom flicked his tail and lay on the ground. He pointed to his shoulder and said, "Give me a massage. When I'm happy, I might say it."

Watson had just had a friendly exchange with Sherlock, and was going to get something to ice Sherlock.

When passing by the living room, he saw the pet mouse jumping up and down on the cat out of the corner of his eye.

He hesitated for a few seconds, squatted on the ground and carefully picked up Jerry and said, "Why are you so naughty, it almost ate you just now."

Jerry massaged Tom halfway, and was suddenly sent to the coffee table by Watson.

In fact, Watson just turned around and casually put Jerry on the coffee table.For Jerry, this has been a long and tiring journey.

It needed to climb off the coffee table and work on its short legs to run back before Tom's patience ran out.

"Left shoulder too." Tom looked at it gloatingly with his paw on his pillow and tilted his head, "No, I feel like I'm in a bad mood. The cat's head is so small. I seem to remember where the dormitory for the female mouse is." I don't know."

Jerry quickly climbed off the coffee table. Just as he ran two steps towards Tom, Watson leaned over to pick it up again, and said softly, "Why did Ethan forget to put you in the cage, Sherlock! You know Where is the mouse's cage?"

Sherlock poked his head out of the bedroom and scanned around, clutching his bleeding nose and said: "Jerry can't live in a cage, they've been raised together since childhood. Now that there's plenty of food, Tom won't eat it. It just so happens that you're here, We can try to keep the cat hungry and see how long it takes to eat the mouse. I don’t do much research on animal emotions, because it’s useless. But there are suitable test subjects right now.”

"It's too vicious." Tom propped his chin and looked at Sherlock coldly and said, "Its ideas are too vicious."

"You mean you'll never eat me, don't you?" Jerry looked at it and said happily, "I'll never eat you either!"

Hearing Jerry's overly enthusiastic words, Tom moved his beard uncomfortably. He stood up and said angrily, "How can he make me hungry? Isn't he just eating mice? I'll show him anytime."

Jerry's smile froze on his face. If he could, he would also want to punch Tom hard like Watson did to Sherlock.

Watson automatically filtered Sherlock's outrageous remarks. He touched the little mouse in his hand and said with some amusement: "Their names are really unique, Tom and Jerry? Sherlock, your new roommate is really childlike."

Sherlock raised his brows suspiciously, Watson walked over holding Jerry, and said to him helplessly, "Tom and mouse, a cartoon, haven't you seen it?"

"I see what those things are for." Sherlock took a step back and said with disgust: "Aside from occupying my time, what other uses do they have?"

"Like leisure and entertainment." Watson shrugged and said, "Sherlock, almost everyone watched that when they were young."

Sherlock looked like hell, and he muttered under his breath, "They never clean their brains, what more could I ask of them."

While Watson was getting an ice pack, Jerry took the opportunity to run out.It got into Tom's arms, hid under its fur and said carefully: "Gummy Bear made up his mind to stuff me in the cage, and I absolutely don't want to go in."

Tom groaned, and bent down to hold it down.

Watson walked past it, and deliberately opened its mouth to take a look.

"I'm still bleeding." Sherlock squatted at the bedroom door and said quietly, "My beard is already wet."

Watson sighed and temporarily put Jerry's affairs aside.

...............

Jerry asked Tom for a massage again, and Tom was willing to tell him where the place was.

They ate the dinner made by Ethan, and in the dead of night, they sneaked out of the window.

Ethan would take medicine before going to bed, and slept soundly at night.

Sherlock and Watson hid in another bedroom, not knowing what they were doing, and kept the lights on.

Jerry slipped out of the house smoothly. Looking around the quiet street, he asked excitedly, "How do we go now!"

Under Tom's leadership, they came to a small pet shop.

It's one o'clock in the morning, and the pet shop is already closed.Tom picks the lock and slips into the store with Jerry.

On the shelves on both sides are scattered cages, which contain small pets.

In a cage on the ground, there was a little Mei Short. It stood up and asked curiously, "What are you doing here?"

It was just a kitten, and Tom could only see the cat and Jerry.

It jumped to the depths of the pet store with Jerry in its mouth. On the shelf on the left were rows of small cages filled with little hamsters.

"Here we are, there are many female mice here." Tom waved his hand and said proudly, "Which one do you like, I will pry the cage to get it out for you, and the rest will be my dinner."

The hamsters were scared by Tom and hid. Jerry was dating the hamster for the first time. He had a premonition that this date would not go well.

It smoothed the upturned hair on its head, walked over cautiously, knocked on a cage with a pink cover and said nervously, "Hello, my name is Jerry."

A small white ball poked its head out cautiously and said, "Stommi."

That refers to the female silver fox hamster, with a pair of small ears on top of her round head and a short tail behind her round body.Its arms were short and small, and its short legs were crossed, making it difficult for the mouse to tell whether it stood up or not.

Jerry's expression froze, and he turned around and whispered to Tom, "It's so fat."

"Hamsters are round and cute. Look at the others, they are all the same. Don't you think they are soft, cute, and chewy?" Tom took out a pudding mouse from another cage. Playing with it twice, he handed it to Jerry and asked, "Blonde beauty, it feels very soft to the touch, what do you think?"

Little Pudding sniffed and said, "Don't eat me, I'm still young and don't eat me!"

Stomi quietly opened the cage a little, and whispered to Jerry, "Come in and hide, and he will come to eat you after eating that little pudding."

"Don't worry, it's my cat." Jerry tried to persuade Tom to let poor Miss Pudding go.

Tom looked at the chubby little pudding with greedy eyes, and said softly, "You like it? Then I'll eat another one. There are so many little puddings here."

It is estimated that I have never encountered a cat that can pick a lock in this life, and the hamsters in the pet store are all terrified.

The kitten who talked to them earlier patted the cage excitedly and said, "Big brother, big brother, take me out too! I don't want to stay in the cage anymore, I want to find my brother!"

Tom ignored the kitten. He took out Stomi and asked Jerry, "I think these two look the best. You pick one and take it out on a date."

Jerry saw the nasty look on Tom's face and knew he was joking.

Seeing that the little pudding was almost scared to death, Jerry put his hands on his hips and said with a frown, "It's ok, Tom, put them down. Let's go somewhere else. They're cute, but they're not my favorite style."

Seeing that Jerry was a little angry, Tom lost his interest in playing around.

It grabbed Jerry and jumped off the shelf, stole two boxes of canned cat food, and walked out writhingly.

As soon as it walked to the door, it felt something grabbed its tail.

Tom looked back suspiciously. The little mermaid was crowded in the gap of the cage, and it stretched out its claws to grab Tom's tail.

"Just take me out, brother." It begged with wide eyes, "My brother was bought away the day before yesterday, I miss him so much."

Jerry was dangling in Tom's mouth and said: "It will live well there, Ethan is very good to us."

Xiao Meishou was about to come out, and she grabbed Tom's tail firmly and said, "There were stray cats passing by the pet store during the day, and I heard them mention a cat abuser, and that person is the one who bought my brother."

Hearing this, Tom raised his eyelids. He looked at Xiaomei and said shortly, "Are you lying?"

"Scott, I know his surname is Scott, I didn't lie to you." Xiaomei said eagerly: "I explained to the store manager for a long time, but she couldn't understand me. The stray cats told me, Scott used to catch stray cats and abuse them, and they ran away when they saw him. Scott couldn’t find stray cats, so he came to buy pets.”

Before it finished speaking, a small and sweet voice came from the depths of the pet shop.

"I've heard mother tell about him, Les Scott, and it said that a mouse saw Scott trampling some kittens to death." Stomi opened the cage and shouted, "If you're going there Be careful, he has a gun!"

With Stomi testifying, and the fact that Mei Duan doesn't look like she's lying.Tom and Jerry looked at each other, seeing the shock in each other's eyes.

"Please, just take me out." Xiaomei said while shedding tears, "My brother has been taken away for more than a day, and I don't know if he is injured."

After all, it was still a kitten, and when it cried, Jerry felt distressed.

It jumped down and patted Xiaomei's short paw, comforting: "Don't be afraid, we will take you to find brother right now. Tom, pry the cage."

"There are surveillance cameras in the store. I can't steal cats openly." Tom said seriously.

"So you can steal canned cat food openly." Jerry looked at the small box above Tom's head and said, "You also know that there is surveillance."

Xiao Mei shortly pulled the lock of the cage excitedly, and said excitedly: "There is no monitoring, you can take me out without worry. I will go back to the cage honestly after I find my brother, I swear!"

With the help of wild cats and various mice, Jerry successfully found the home of the legendary cat abuser Scott.

He lived a wealthy life, and his house was a rather delicate two-story building with a small garden outside.

The house under the night was extraordinarily quiet, and Tom couldn't help shivering when he thought that there might be many dead cats buried here.

It feels that when it walks to a cemetery, every inch of ground under its feet may be covered with the blood of its compatriots.

Xiaomei short followed Tom, looking forward with her head poking around.

Jerry and Stormy sat on top of Tom, clutching the fur nervously.

The closer Tom got to the house, the more he felt something was wrong.Their lineup here is really unsightly.

Apart from it and Jerry, the only ones left are Stormy the hamster who can be trampled into cakes, and Xiaomei, who can't climb steps and doesn't even have a name.

Tom's intuition told him that unless Scott died suddenly, they might be on the road together today, and he didn't know if mice and cats shared a paradise.

While Tom was thinking wildly, Jerry grabbed its ear and asked, "How do we get in and pick the lock like before?"

"The door is opened so loudly, you will be found." Tom turned around the house a few times, looked up and said, "The windows on the second floor are not closed."

"I'll go up to find the way." Jerry volunteered: "Well, you throw me to the second floor, and you take care of Stomi and them below. I'm so small, Scott shouldn't be able to see me. By the way, your brother eats me." A mouse?"

Xiaomei shook her head and said, "We only eat cat food."

Tom was very confident in Jerry's ability to escape. He grabbed Jerry and retreated a few steps, gave a thumbs up, aimed at the open window on the second floor, and threw Jerry out with a whoosh.

Jerry landed steadily on the windowsill on the second floor, and he gestured to Tom that everything was going well.

This is a small window in the storage room. It may be because it is too small for people to come in, so the window is not closed.

There was no light in the room, and the bathroom was silent and silent.

For Jerry, it's a big house.It left the bathroom on the second floor, a dark hallway flanked by closed doors.

"Hi?" Jerry whispered, "Is there a cat?"

Its voice echoed through the house, Jerry took a deep breath, and he tentatively pushed open the nearest door.

It's a storage room full of clutter.

Jerry patted the door and called, "Little kitty, are you there?"

There was no sound inside, and the huge house was eerily silent.

At this moment, Jerry heard the intermittent sound of running water. The sound was so small that it seemed to be coming from downstairs, and the tick-tock-tick could not be heard clearly.

Jerry followed the sound to find the kitchen on the first floor. As soon as he entered the door, he smelled a strong smell of blood.

There was a lot of cat hair and blood scattered on the ground, and Jerry took a deep breath nervously.

"Little kitty?" Jerry called out worriedly, "Where are you little kitty."

It was still the sound of water droplets in response.

Jerry vaguely saw a person sitting at the dining table. It was a man, probably the Scott Jerry was looking for.

It climbed up the man's clothes, at this moment, Scott suddenly shook.

Jerry was taken aback. He jumped onto the table in a panic and landed on the plate.

There was something on the plate, and the smell of blood became stronger as soon as it got closer to the plate.

But Jerry's attention was all on Scott. In the darkness, Scott slowly opened his eyes. His mouth was covered with tape, and his limbs were firmly tied to the chair.

Jerry subconsciously wanted to find a place to hide, but when he turned around, he saw a cat behind him.

Jerry wiped off the cold sweat from his head, and said with a sigh of relief: "You are little..."

Before it finished speaking, it suddenly realized something was wrong.

It walked around tremblingly, and what was on the plate was not a cat, but a cat's head.

Jerry looked at the bloody cut and sat down on the plate in horror.

This is still a kitten, Jerry took a deep breath, and ran down angrily to seek revenge from Scott.

For some reason, Scott's eyes widened in horror.He struggled desperately, making a humming sound.

Jerry didn't care why he was tied up, it just wanted to go up and bite his nose off.

At this moment, it heard a small and strange sound coming from under Scott's clothes.

Jerry scratched his head in doubt. He unbuttoned Scott's shirt and looked inside curiously.

There was a digital watch inside, and while Jerry was still thinking about why Scott had the digital watch on him, he saw that the countdown on it had ended.

Tom was leading Xiaomei to wait outside the house when he heard a deafening explosion.

Jerry flew out of it and slammed straight into Tom.It was knocked and flew backwards, crashing into a tree by the side of the road.

Houses in the distance burst into flames, lighting up the night sky.

On the street, Mei Duan was scratching hard at the big tree, trying to dig out its Uncle Tom.

…………

The phone next to Ethan's pillow vibrated, Ethan answered the phone sleepily, and was scolded fiercely by the owner of the pizza shop.

"I didn't lie to your daughter, she's only in her teens." Ethan said in a daze, "It's not my fault that she likes me. It's only four o'clock, sir. Let's talk later when we get to work. "

In the next second, Ethan was dismissed by the phone. He yawned and turned over to continue sleeping.

Just then, he heard a loud noise coming from the window.

Ethan took off the blindfold and looked over, the window was opened at some point.

A little grizzled mouse jumped in through the window, followed by a cat with a ring of bark around its neck.

Ethan was stunned for a moment, and he called hesitantly, "Jerry?"

The little mouse called Ethan aggrievedly, jumped onto the bed, threw himself into his hands, hugged his fingers and began to cry.

Only then did Ethan wake up, he picked up Jerry and said with a headache, "Did you run out to dig coal in the middle of the night?"

"Tom, what's going on here." Ethan looked at the blooming sunflower-like Tom beside him, sighed and said, "Where did you go last night, come here, I'll show you."

Tom ran over against the bark, explaining to Ethan while trying to pull the bark off.

Ethan felt that he probably didn't wake up, otherwise how could he hear such a bizarre thing.

"So after Scott killed Xiaomei's brother, he was killed by another person." Ethan cut the bark with a knife, and he said hesitantly, "How bad your luck is, it will be just right." Hit with an explosion."

"I don't know, I've always been unlucky lately." Jerry's hair had been burned off a lot, and he frowned uncomfortably as he clutched his bare butt.

"What are you going to do." He looked back at Jerry and said, "I don't think this matter has anything to do with us. The police will take care of everything, so let's not get involved."

Jerry nodded, agreeing with Ethan's words.

Just after eight o'clock, Sherlock and Watson hurried out.

"It's mysterious." Ethan looked at them with a probe, and continued to apply medicine to Tom's neck.

Jerry pulled on the doll's pants, barely covering his naked body.

Ethan packed these two worry-free things and was about to go out to find a job when Al suddenly called.

"Don't walk around at night during this time." Al flipped through the documents in his hand, frowned and said, "You should also pay attention during the day, as there have been some burglary and murder cases recently."

"These people generally don't target adult men." Ethan asked subconsciously.

Al beckoned to Reid who was passing by and handed over the information, she whispered with her mobile phone in between: "In short, you have been paying attention recently, and as far as I know, Smith has