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

With the police leaving, Jerry received a system task prompt.

[Limited time mission: Missing Winnie. ]

[Task requirements: Find the missing Winnie within three days. ]

[Mission hint: Winnie wants to become beautiful. ]

This was the first time Jerry received such a task. He solemnly took out the small blackboard and wrote down all the information given by the system on the blackboard.

"What do you think about that?" Jerry asked, tapping on the blackboard.

Little Taifei sat obediently on the apple, touched his head and muttered: "Hungry."

Jerry pouted, knowing he couldn't count on it.

He looked at the other two, the eldest cousin turned his head and said nothing.

Tom, the most unreliable, gave some feasible suggestions, but it didn't help.

"If you're undecided, why don't you ask Ethan?" Tom gestured and said, "Isn't Al working for the FBI?"

Ethan had just made the cake, he picked up the phone and asked worriedly, "What do the police want you for?"

"I received a system mission, Ethan." Jerry said excitedly: "A woman is missing, and my mission is to find her within three days. I don't think this mission will be difficult."

The movement of Ethan's hands suddenly stopped, he pondered for a while, and said softly: "No, Jerry. Even with the cooperation of the FBI and the police, Selena's life and death are still uncertain. What is the name of the missing girl, I'll ask Al Is there any news?"

"Winnie, Winnie Swift."

The conversation between Ethan and Al was vaguely heard on the phone. After a while, Ethan said apologetically: "They don't have any information about this, and there are not many cases of missing women recently. Sorry, you have to work hard on your own. "

Hanging up Ethan's phone, Jerry fell into deep thought.

He rubbed his chin, and finally decided to go to Winnie's house to find out if there were any clues.

Jerry had written to Winnie and sent a courier before, so it was not difficult for him to find Winnie's address.

But when Jerry hugged Tom and opened the door with his big cousin, he found himself teleported to another block.

After opening the door, there was a dim alley full of rubbish, not far away there was a homeless man and two or three stray cats huddled up.

The moment he saw the wild cat, Tom became vigilant.

It roared continuously from its hairy throat, warning those of its kind not to approach.

Jerry was taken aback for a moment, and after realizing it, he said soothingly, "It's okay, I'm a human now, not a mouse, and I'm not afraid of cats, so I don't have to scare them like I used to."

Tom's ferocious expression froze for a moment, it let out an oh, and its depression enveloped it again.

The big cousin shook his head with a mocking smile on his face, and he didn't know what he was laughing at.

The first task now is to determine where this is. Jerry carefully walked around the homeless man. Before he could walk out of the long alley, he saw several women standing on the side of the street, smoking and looking at him.

They talked softly, chuckling from time to time.

One of the scantily clad women blew out a smoke ring and joked, "Minors are not allowed to come here, little brother, is your thing fully developed?"

Hearing her words and looking at the room behind her, Jerry understood that these should be prostitutes.

There must be a reason why the system put him here directly, an idea popped up in Jerry's mind.

He slapped Tom hard and said, "Do you think Winnie came to work in this kind of place to make quick money?"

"Are you serious?" Tom sneezed at the scent of the women's perfume.

Jerry shook his head and said: "It's just a guess, I don't think Winnie is that kind of person. Although she is a little unconfident, she is very ambitious. Compared with others who came to work voluntarily, I think she may be abducted. more sexual."

The prostitutes haven't left yet, they all seem to know each other.

Jerry hesitated for a moment, walked up to the woman who seemed to be more talkative and asked, "Excuse me, have you ever seen a woman with silver-gray hair?"

Afraid that the description was not detailed enough, Jerry also found a picture of Winnie.

The woman looked at it, frowned and said, "I haven't seen it, we haven't had a newcomer here for a while."

Jerry showed the photo to others, and a woman with pink hair took it and said in a bad tone, "What do you want her for?"

"She's my friend," Jerry explained. "She's missing."

Tom has been listening to their conversation with his ears pricked up. When he heard Jerry call them friends, Tom suddenly heaved a long sigh of relief, and the whole cat became energetic.

Jerry didn't notice the change in Tom. He looked at the pink-haired woman and asked expectantly, "Have you seen her?"

The woman's expression was a little weird. She pinched out the cigarette in her hand and said, "I've never seen it before. You are still young. This kind of place is not suitable for you to come in."

Her voice was low and eerie.Jerry couldn't help but look back at the surrounding environment. He didn't think there was anything here. It looked much brighter than the sewer.

The woman's name was Trish, and she didn't answer Jerry's question anymore, she chased him away like a fly.

Jerry was pushed out by her, and his corner of the eye glanced at the window behind them.The curtain moved slightly, and there seemed to be a person standing behind it.

I don't know how long I stood there, whether I was eavesdropping on them.

Trish looked flustered, and Jerry's intuition told him that Trish should know something.

The eldest cousin looked at all this with a frown, said hello, jumped out of his pocket, and went straight into the door.

"Do you have them? It looks strange." After leaving the alley, Jerry picked up Tom and asked in a low voice: "The person behind the window seems to be watching us."

"The one at the window on the third floor?" Tom said with his tail between his legs. "Isn't he just looking at you?"

"The windows on the third floor?" Jerry asked in surprise: "There are still people looking at me from the windows on the third floor. I'm talking about those behind Trish."

Tom's expression froze, and he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said, "Turn back and look at the alley again."

Jerry turned his head subconsciously when he heard the words, the alley was dark and narrow.Whores stood by the side of the road, looking up at him.The faces with heavy makeup looked extraordinarily pale, and none of them was smoking cigarettes in their hands, just watching him quietly there.

On the windows of the buildings on both sides, several figures could be vaguely seen standing by the windows and looking out.

Jerry couldn't help shivering, and he remembered it.Those cats had stared at him like that when he was a mouse.

Jerry originally wanted to wait here for his eldest cousin to come back, but his instinct told him that it might be dangerous to stay any longer.

He hugged Tom tightly, stepped back and trotted out of the alley.

Jerry didn't relax a little until he got to the street and saw the quiet street and bright street lights.

He looked at the street sign. This is Rumsey Avenue in Brooklyn, and the alley just now is a gray area here.

The alley entrance was behind him, and the wide street was in front of him.

There are no street lights here, and darkness covers this small entrance, dividing the inside and the outside into two completely different worlds.

Jerry didn't know many people here, so he called Ethan to ask him for relevant information.

Even though it was already night, Ethan answered the phone quickly.

He shouted in surprise: "Brooklyn! When did you go to Brooklyn? Hurry up and get out of that alley and find a safer place to stay. Don't run around, how did you get there? ..."

Jerry quickly persuaded Ethan, lest he book the nearest ticket and fly over to find him in a hurry.

It sounds like Ethan doesn't know much about this matter, and Jerry doesn't know many people, and almost half a day has passed.

Even if he's just a rat-turned-human, he knows exactly what the mission time limit stands for.

Although the system didn't say it, Jerry felt that this probably meant that Winnie had at most three days to live.

With the mentality of giving it a try, Jerry called Max.She lives here and might know something.

"Rumsey Street?" Max yawned and said in a daze, "I've never been there. I'm a woman and I don't need to spend money there."

"If, I'm just giving an example. If someone goes missing there, what do you think she will encounter?" Jerry rubbed Tom's paw while considering his words: "Don't get me wrong, she won't go to work there .”

Max casually said: "If it's not going there to sell/sell yourself, then go there to 'sell yourself'."

"Then do you think I should call the police?" Jerry asked.

"Oh, then you are really embarrassing." Max covered his head and said vaguely: "Stop making trouble, there are not so many empty beds in prison."

Holding the hung up phone, Jerry shrugged his shoulders to Tom, and said, "Both Ethan and Max told me not to get involved anymore."

Tom kept blowing his fur and looked like he was being stimulated by something.

Jerry even saw three or four Tom's souls floating out from behind it, and those souls dragged each other's tails and were blown to and fro by the wind.

It made Jerry nervous too, and he looked around vigilantly.The empty street was quiet and there was no sound, and the alley behind him was still dark, and nothing unusual could be seen.

"What's the matter Tom?" Jerry swallowed and asked, "Don't do this, I look scared."

Tom pulled his own souls back into his body one by one. He pointed to his wrist and said, "Half an hour has passed, and the big cousin still hasn't come back."

Jerry thought it was something, he waved his hand and said, "It is estimated that it is still searching inside, it can tear down walls with bare hands, nothing can threaten it."

Tom's tail exploded, and he hugged his tail and looked around nervously.

"What's the matter with you?" Jerry also started to panic, he hugged Tom tightly and buried his face in its soft fur.

"Do you trust the cat's intuition?" Tom said after taking a deep breath, "I have smelled a bloody smell since I entered the alley. I thought it was the smell of dead rats in the trash can, but when I left the alley, I still smelled blood." I can smell it. And it's getting more and more obvious."

Jerry sniffed hard, only to realize that the human sense of smell is not that strong.

Tom was still smelling everywhere. He pointed to the alley behind Jerry and said, "That little door over there has the most obvious smell inside."

Jerry looked in carefully, no one seemed to notice him in the drowsy alley.

He sneaked into the alley and got close to the small door to smell it. The smell of garbage and sewage covered all the smell inside.

Jerry was so choked that tears flowed, he stood at the entrance of the alley and looked in.Four or ten minutes have passed, and the big cousin still hasn't come back.

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