Walk with the wolf

"Cold..." Abu lay in his arms, looking at himself weakly.

There was blood all over his body and on the ground.Long pressed the wound, trying to slow down the blood flow.However, it was just in vain...

"Where's the ambulance? Why hasn't the ambulance come yet?"

"Don't be afraid, Abu, you'll be fine."

"I still have a lot to say to you...We'll talk about it when you come out."

"No..." Abu held his hand tightly: "I, I'm afraid I won't be able to get out... Long, I actually..."

......

"Abu!" Long Meng woke up from his dream and almost fell off the sofa.

The room was dark, and no one answered him.

Long sat up and hugged his head in pain.

It has been a week since Abu left this world.This week, he went crazy, looking for clues around without sleep.However, I still have no clue.

That day, Abu still couldn't finish his sentence, and he was pushed into the operating room by the medical staff.Then, it never came out... no, it didn't come out.He came out, but he could no longer speak to himself what he wanted to tell himself.

It was at Lake's house that day that he learned that Joe was dead or alive.

He didn't care whether Joe was dead or alive, he just wanted to know who killed Abu.

However, there is no clue at all.

Don't know anything except that the guy looks like Lake.

But that person is not Lake...so who is he?

Long Zheng was thinking about it with a splitting headache, but suddenly there was a "boom" in the kitchen, followed by a "ouch" from a person.

The voice was so familiar that Long knew who it was without even bothering to lift his head.

Sure enough, after a while, someone walked into the living room and turned on the light: "It's pitch black, what is this for? I fell to death!"

"If you walk through the door, you won't be thrown." As soon as Long opened his mouth, he realized that his voice was hoarse and scary.

"Have you wandered around?" Henry sat next to Long: "I wanted to walk through the door, but I knocked on the door for a long time and you didn't respond."

Having said that, Henry glanced at the wine bottle on the table: "Buy drunk?"

"Can't sleep." Long rubbed his aching head: "What time is it? What are you running here for?"

"I'll come and see you." Henry patted the big bag of food he had brought: "I'll bring you some food by the way, lest you starve yourself to death."

"I'm hungry..." Long's phone rang suddenly, and he hurriedly picked it up to answer it: "It's me. What? What? You said you have a clue? Okay, I'll be right there!"

After speaking, he stood up and was about to go out.

"Wait for me, I'll go with you!" Henry hurriedly grabbed him: "Besides you're drinking, I'll drive!"

......

"What did you say?" Long stood where he was, with an expression of "you must be kidding me": "You say it again?"

"That's right, we finally found that Lake. No, it's the one who looks like him, exactly the same! Then, we chased him all the way." The colleague had an innocent expression on his face: "Then after chasing him, he became That's it..."

Long and Henry looked at each other, squatted down, and silently looked at a doll on the ground.

It is said to be a rag doll, but it is actually a very simple villain made of cloth, without even five sense organs.

"So you're saying that a big living person turned into this thing?" Long twitched his lips, "You want to tell me that this thing is pretending to be Lake?"

"I'm afraid that's the case." The colleague nodded: "Well, team leader, how should we write this report?"

"You really didn't lose track?" Long still couldn't believe it.

"Sure, look at the surrounding area, there is nothing to hide."

"But this is too..." Long still couldn't accept it.

"Huh? A puppet doll?" A strange voice suddenly came from behind, everyone was startled, and turned their heads abruptly!

A young man with long brown hair was standing there with his eyes squinted.

"You are?" Long stopped his colleague from drawing his gun.

This person can appear behind them silently, and if he wanted to make a move, he would have already done so.Moreover, he probably guessed who it was.

"Tsk..." Dracula walked over and squatted down, staring at the doll on the ground: "It seems that I'm still a step too late. I'm afraid that kid Joe sent out this thing before I went."

Under Dracula's explanation, everyone finally understood what a puppet doll is.

"Then why did he suddenly become like this?" Henry couldn't help asking, "Shouldn't we continue to pretend and continue to frame Lake?"

"Because the person manipulating him can no longer continue his life." Dracula touched his chin: "It's okay, it's not too late. If I didn't clean up Joe, it would probably be a mess by now."

Speaking of this, he suddenly turned his head and looked Henry up and down twice seriously: "Are you Henry?"

"It's me." Henry blinked.

"Hmm..." Dracula looked at him again inscrutablely, then turned around: "I'm hungry, I'm going back to eat first, everyone continue."

Then, it's gone.

Everyone:"???"

"Leader, who was that person just now?"

"Why did he speak inexplicably?"

"A big man." Long felt very complicated at this time.Although the "murderer" has been arrested, he is not happy at all.Moreover, in fact, this doll cannot be regarded as the real murderer.Joe is the man behind him!

Unfortunately, I didn't have time to ask the man where he left Joe.

I must find him and avenge Abu!

......

"You can definitely find him!" The little fox squatted there with tears in his eyes, pawing his master's leg.

When he woke up, he found himself in the arms of his master.

But what about Joe? ? ?

Where did Joe go?

The little fox still remembered that the man put his hand on top of Joe's head before he passed out.

"Could it be, is he already dead?" The little fox maintained his human form, and begged his master to help him find his lover with tears streaming down his face: "Even if he is dead, you can't find him. I, I just Want to see him again!"

"Is it really just to see you?" Sitting on a chair, the silver-haired man in black finally said, "Get up and talk."

"Really, really just to see you!" The little fox was in a hurry, but he still stood up.

"Just let him see you." At this time, a gentle male voice came from behind.

Hearing this voice, the little fox's eyes lit up, and he turned around happily.

Walking in was a silver-haired man in white.Unlike the silver-haired man in black, although both of them are very handsome in appearance, their temperaments are completely different.

The whole body of the black man exudes the aura of "don't let strangers in", and his expression and voice are also cold.And this man in white is a very gentle type at first glance, and his voice is very soft.

"He's not dead yet." Seeing the man in white, the man in black's eyes subconsciously softened a bit: "But it's coming soon. His life is only a few days away."

After listening to his words, the little fox finally couldn't bear it anymore and burst into tears.Crying and crying, but also changed back to the original.A snow-white fox was rolling on the ground, screaming "Aww".

"He gave it to you?" The white-clothed man picked up the fluffy ball of hair on the ground, and glanced at the necklace on the little fox's neck.

Huddled in the arms of the man in white, the little fox nodded pitifully.Then secretly glanced at the man in black sitting beside him from the corner of his eye.

......

When Joe woke up, he found himself lying under a tree.

Below, is the green lawn.The sun shines on his face through the gaps in the branches above his head, which is a little warm.

Where are you?

He remembered that day, he desperately climbed out of the house.

Then what?It seems that when he didn't climb onto the boat, he lost consciousness.

At this time, footsteps came from beside him.Then, a pair of gentle hands helped him up from the ground.In the next second, he was leaning into a warm embrace.

"Drink a little..." A familiar voice rang in his ears, and Joe froze for a moment, then took a few sips of water from the bowl in the man's hand.

"The wound has been treated..." The little fox put down the bowl in his hand and hugged Joe with both hands: "I'm sorry, I... I couldn't convince the master to save you."

"I don't blame you." Joe smiled, touched the little fox's face with his remaining hand, and wiped his tears for him: "He didn't kill me at that time, he was showing mercy...I thought, I can't see you anymore. I didn't expect to see you again."

"Joe, I have a question for you." The little fox hesitated for a moment: "You, did you really want to use me at the beginning?"

"Yeah." Joe smiled, and answered very happily: "But later it was not. Silver, you are so good, how could anyone dislike you? But you, you are too stupid. Silver, don't go out and run around in the future Now, just stay with your master obediently."

"Master can save you, but he refused." The little fox was very sad: "Master is very good here. But, I'm lonely...I, I like someone for the first time. I don't want to lose you !"

"You silly fox..." Joe laughed: "Your master is the god of death, and you actually let the god of death save me?"

"He is the god of death, but he can, he..." the little fox was anxious.

"Silver, tell me... after I die, will I still be able to see your master in another world?" Qiao suddenly looked at the little fox expectantly: "If I can see him, I would like to ask Him. Let him let me stay in that world forever, watch you and protect you forever..."

The little fox was crying all over his face: "...what should I do? What should I do? Without you, what would I do?"

"Stay with your master..." Joe stretched out his hand and gently stroked the little fox's hair: "He will protect you and never let you suffer any more harm. Silver, I'm sorry. I did too many bad things before, So...if I could turn back time, I would do nothing. Just you is enough..."

......

"Don't you know that silly fox yet? It looks soft and weak, but it's actually stubborn and ruthless." In the room, the man in white sighed: "If that Joe died like this, he would probably..."

"I will seal his memory." The man in black, Lord Reaper held the hand of the man in white: "In this way, he can be that happy little fox again."

"Really, can we go back?" the man in white said quietly.

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I always think of that movie when I write the words "Men in Black"