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

Tom really suspected that the big cousin was framing it. Seeing that it was put to bed by the doctor, the big cousin said not to panic.

The moment before being taken away, Tom made a final effort to maintain his masculine dignity.It's a pity that the big cousin has no heart.

"You did it on purpose." Tom gritted his teeth and said, "Didn't it be agreed that I could chase Jerry?"

"What does that have to do with Jerry?"

Fortunately, Jerry still had a conscience. When Tom was about to be sent to bed, Jerry begged him back.

Tom lay in Jerry's arms, feeling that he was really a kind little angel.

"So how did you become like this." After returning to their den, Sherlock propped his chin and signaled Jerry to be honest.

"I'm not sure. I was just an ordinary little mouse at that time. Even if it really happened, I can't remember it." Jerry sat on the sofa obediently, and said carefully: "It's really incredible to say that. , isn’t it. A person suddenly becomes a mouse.”

Jerry had always thought that Rhett was difficult to get along with, after all, he was a little introverted.

But when facing Sherlock, Jerry realized that Rhett is really a considerate little angel in comparison.

This topic cannot continue, Jerry is afraid that the system will forcibly kill Sherlock after a while.

While Sherlock was meditating, Watson was doubting the gap in life.

Jerry picked up a nearby newspaper and said, "What about the artist's case?"

"We only went to the scene this morning, and it's just in the afternoon, remember." Watson handed over a cup of tea and said, "To be honest, I still don't believe this is true. A mouse that has become a human can understand human beings." Talking mouse, we have not traveled to the world of Doctor Who."

Sherlock stared at Jerry in silence for a long time, frowned and said, "I can keep it a secret. In exchange, I want to see your internal structure."

Watson was also curious, but he had a touch of reason.

"What do you want to do to him?" Watson asked in surprise, "Like dissecting a frog?"

"It can also be a mouse." Sherlock said with burning eyes: "I am very skilled."

In the end, Watson saved him, he just collected some samples from Jerry, and Sherlock reluctantly accepted the result.

Jerry found that his identity was always easily revealed when he was around smart people.

He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, looked at himself in the mirror, and said doubtfully, "How do I look like a mouse?"

"I think it's mainly because the big cousin was found secretly taking pictures." Tom was still holding grudges, and he murmured softly while curling up in Jerry's arms: "Otherwise, Sherlock wouldn't have grasped the evidence so quickly."

"No no, that's Sherlock. Even if the big cousin doesn't reveal it, he will soon discover my secret, it's just a matter of time." Jerry sighed and said, "I don't know if Sherlock will reveal my secret. Let this matter out, if he really said it, the system will really come out."

"Is it sold after sale?" Tom patted Jerry on the head, a little curious about what that system was.

"Of course, it has been proposing to brainwash Sherlock from the very beginning." Jerry said helplessly: "I'm worried that it will get rid of Sherlock directly for once and for all."

On the other side, Watson was also struggling with this matter.

He asked tentatively, "Are you going to tell him? Tell your brother."

Sherlock clicked his tongue in disdain and continued to fiddle with his things.

Watson relaxed. Although he was curious about Jerry's structure, he didn't want Jerry to be called a guinea pig.

Watson knew very well that after this incident was exposed, Jerry's final outcome was to die on the laboratory bench.

"Instead of asking me here, you might as well teach him not to talk nonsense." Sherlock said casually, "He was so well protected by that operator in America."

Watson said hesitantly: "I don't think he has done anything that would be exposed. I don't see any problem at all."

"He almost wrote 'I have a problem' on his face." Sherlock said without raising his head, "The FBI in the United States must have known it too."

"But they didn't say anything?" Watson asked in surprise.

"I didn't and I didn't say it."

.....

Probably because nothing was found from the collected samples, Sherlock became a little irritable.

"Don't worry about the case?" Jerry looked at Sherlock who came to visit, and whispered, "The police haven't solved the case yet."

"Soon." Sherlock looked him up and down with eyes that looked like they were going to eat him.

Before he finished speaking, Watson chased after him.

He gasped and said intermittently: "It's unfortunate, Sherlock, the police investigated all eligible people, but none of them were the murderer."

Sherlock, who was about to squeeze through the door, paused, turned his head and frowned, "All?"

"All." Watson said: "Doctor forensic interns, all those who meet the requirements have an alibi."

Sherlock temporarily put Jerry's matter aside, he pursed his lips, pondered for a moment and said, "Not a doctor? But can you sew corpses?"

"They even investigated the pet doctor." Watson spread his hands and said, "We can't figure out what's going on now. The murderer's suturing skills are very good. It's impossible for non-professionals to do it in such a short period of time."

Jerry motioned sideways for them to come in and said that while Sherlock was meditating, Jerry wanted to ask Watson for some information about the case.

Although Sherlock will definitely solve the case in the end, Jerry still has to complete the task.He was worried that he did not contribute and the system would not recognize him for completing the task.

As soon as he opened his mouth, Sherlock interrupted: "You are too loud, get out."

"But this is my apartment." Jerry replied subconsciously, "And I haven't spoken yet."

"What you want to say is whirling around in my ears, louder than those people's thinking." Sherlock said coldly, "Now, shut up."

Jerry silently shrank aside, Watson smiled at him friendly, and said in a low voice, "He's not targeting you."

Jerry nodded, knowing Sherlock was targeting everyone.

Can't talk now, Tom and his big cousin are also hiding in the bedroom, Jerry got a little bored and got up to get the teapot.

When he took the teapot back and poured it into the cup, Sherlock suddenly stood up, said something so fast that no one could understand, and then left quickly.

Jerry stared blankly at Sherlock's back while holding the teacup he had just poured, and didn't react for a while.

While wearing his coat, Watson patted the teacup in his hand and said, "Sorry, he didn't target you. Don't worry, he is always very involved in investigating cases."

Jerry said sincerely: "You are such a gentle and tolerant person."

"Thank you for saying that, but Sherlock is actually very suitable to be a friend." Watson drank the tea in his cup and trotted to catch up with Sherlock.

Jerry hesitated for a few seconds, then gritted his teeth and ran out.

Before leaving, he yelled, telling the person who was hiding in the bedroom.

Tom leaned on the bedroom door to eavesdrop on the movement outside. It pricked up its ears and said, "Did he say something just now?"

"He said he went out first and waited for him to come back at home." The eldest cousin said slowly.

Tom jumped up from the ground as if his tail had been stepped on. He rolled up his sleeves and said, "How could he do this? This is not America."

"To be honest, I think it's safer here than America." The eldest cousin drank black tea and said slowly, "British tea is really good."

"He went out with Sherlock alone, that's a crazy genius." Tom grabbed his eldest cousin and smashed open the bedroom door and rushed out.

"It seems that you can play Sherlock over there." The big cousin sighed and said, "I ran through the mouse hole to take a sneak shot, and the one who came back was also the mouse hole. Who knows how he caught up with me Yes, follow me all the way."

It paused, and continued: "Besides, aren't you afraid that Sherlock will catch you as a frog and dissect you while Jerry is not paying attention?"

Tom imagined himself being tied to the laboratory table, Sherlock was looking at the instrument, and said to Jerry, "I'm sorry, I accidentally took the wrong scalpel when I was sewing stitches, and accidentally stabbed his heart." wore."

And the eldest cousin sipped his tea, touched the heartbroken Jerry, and said in a spirited voice, "It's okay, it's just a cat. Cousin will buy as much as you want."

It's really scary to think about it.

Tom hesitated on the spot for a while, then looked out, and Jerry had already run away.

It squatted at the door and looked at the direction Jerry left in silence for a long time, until the eldest cousin finished drinking the black tea in the cup, then walked slowly to make another cup, Tom was still there when he came back.

"What are you looking at?" The eldest cousin sipped his tea and asked.

The streets of London were steaming with humidity, and it was raining again.

Pedestrians wear rain curtains and hold up umbrellas of various colors. They come and go in a hurry.

The door of the house was open, and Tom was squatting at the door. Inside the door was warm and wafted with the fragrance of tea, and outside the door was damp and earthy.

The rain curtain divides the inside and outside of the door into two worlds.

Animals sense danger, and Tom has been feeling restless lately.

Its intuition told it that it and Jerry were drifting apart.

It's not that their friendship faded, it's just that Jerry gradually took on a life of his own.

He began to move freely, and human legs would allow him to go farther than even the fastest cat could keep up with him.

Although Jerry always comforts it, after getting along for so long, Tom trusts Jerry the most.

It believes that it is Jerry's best friend, but it understands that when Jerry fully adapts to the identity of a human being, one day he will completely become a human being, and there will be no trace of the little mouse Jerry on his body.

Then Tom will still be Tom, a big cat who likes to sleep and drink milk.

Jerry is no longer Jerry, he will have a richer and more exciting life.And in those stories, the shadow of Tom Cat will fade away little by little until one day it disappears quietly.

"Maybe I should have followed him just now." Tom took the teacup handed over by his big cousin and said with some frustration: "I should hug his thigh directly instead of worrying about what's there or not."

"I understand what you're worried about." The big cousin patted its calf and said, "Don't worry, Jerry is the one I saw the big one after all."

Tom sighed long, and the eldest cousin continued: "Don't be afraid, you are my favorite cat, and I agree to this marriage."

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