[Quick Transmigration] Shuai Meow Hotel

go to prison. "

The boss thought it was okay, so he took out the contract and asked Nick to sign it.

After the boss left, Nick collapsed on the table naked.His head fell off his neck again, rolled twice on the table, and fell to the floor with his face in the direction of the kitchen before Nick could close his eyes.

The little brother came out of the kitchen, and all he saw was a head staring at him fiercely, and rolled back to the kitchen trembling with a howling wolf.Brother Mao showed his paws, but he couldn't resist the enthusiasm of the younger brother.The little brother discussed with the cat brother: "Let's close the store today, how about going out for a walk? Or go to the pet hospital to take a bath?"

Brother Cat stretched out his head and shook his neck from the clutches of his little brother.The little brother struggled for a while, and quickly ran upstairs to get the cat's cage. After 5 minutes, he closed the door with the cat, got on the motorcycle, and drove to the pet hospital.

Neither he nor his boss noticed, and half an hour later, Nick and his head disappeared from the restaurant.

Criminal mind

If he was to believe that the person in the mirror was Nick, he would not believe it.This short figure, this arrogant little face, this golden hair... In short, this must be another kid named Nick, although he is also called Nick.

"Nick, are you up yet? I'll take you to school." Morgan opened the door and came in. Seeing that he was already dressed, he stretched out his big hand to ruffle Nick's hair with satisfaction and said, "You got up early today, little lazy pig."

Nick shook off Morgan's hand in dissatisfaction, picked up the schoolbag on the chair and said, "Let's go to school."

After Nick got into the car, Morgan opened the door and came in. He handed Nick bread and milk, and put a baseball cap on Nick's head backwards. Then, facing the rearview mirror, he put a cap of the same style on his head. baseball cap.

He ignited the car, tapped the steering wheel and yelled, "Hey baby, are you ready? We're off to school!"

Yes, that was the point where he was most sure he wasn't Nick, because he was a student, a second-year accounting major at a community college near Quantico.Because of the death of his parents, he didn't leave any inheritance. Fortunately, he can temporarily live in the home of Derek Morgan, a good friend of his father's lifetime.

Dirk Morgan was a black mulatto, with a chocolate-colored face, most notably those caterpillar-like eyebrows, and his most glib mouth.

When we got near the school, Morgan stopped the car and said: "Today is the first day of your sophomore year. Be nice and kind to your classmates. I don't mind if you find a friend, but you have to look for it seriously. After school today Don’t go out to play in the end, go home early. Even if I’m not at home, remember to have dinner..."

Well, maybe one more thing to add, he's an old lady.

Nick took out his black-rimmed glasses, put them on, and pushed the door out: "You know, you're the only one who has a lot to do."

Morgan took his hand and said, "Repeat what I said."

Nick rolled his eyes: "Be kind, don't make friends randomly, go home early, and have dinner."

Morgan raised his finger and shook it: "My dear, you are wrong. I mean you can make friends, but you have to look at people well."

Nick pulled out his hand and waved Morgan away: "Okay, okay, let's go. You should be late for work."

"OK," Morgan said quickly after watching Nick leave, "If you have anything to do, you can call me."

Responding to him was a slight wave of Nick's right arm.

Looking at Nick's back, Morgan raised eyebrows and shrugged, restarted the car and left.

In the first class in the morning, he met a false witness lawyer, a white-washed dancer, a sixty-year-old grandfather, and so on.For him, taking classes in an adult university is really a wonderful experience.

At noon, he ordered a hamburger in the cafeteria alone, and it tasted pretty good.Not long after he sat down, two boys sat across from him.

"Is no one right?" Seeing him looking up, one of the tall boys asked.It seemed that the surrounding seats were full, only his table had a few vacancies.

Nick nodded: "Yes, you can do what you want." This is a same-sex couple, but he is not used to being a light bulb, so he got up and left after eating the hamburger a few times.

In class in the afternoon, someone sat next to him, one of the boys who sat opposite him at noon.

"Hello, my name is Muller. How about you?" He smiled brightly, making people want to get close.

"Hi, my name is Nick."

His smile widened. "What a coincidence, another friend of mine is named Nick. You know, the one I was with at noon. He's a nice guy."

"Boyfriend?"

Mueller panicked: "Yes, I'm gay, you won't discriminate against me because of this?"

Nick shook his head. "No. Not really."

An idea hit Nick, this is a male and female couple named Mueller X Nick, he carefully recalled the appearance of that Nick, compared with the blood-stained Nick, it seems to be so similar.But now Nick is a big fat man, half a table away at noon, he can smell the sweat on Nick's body.It has nothing to do with the bright-looking guy in the future who is dirty inside.

When get out of class was over, Muller invited him to go to the bar to play together, but Nick refused. "I have an appointment."

"Oh, really? With a boyfriend?"

Nick picked up his phone to read the text message and replied, "No, it's not. It's an old lady."

The text message read: "Go home early. I have work today, so I won't come back. Order takeaway and eat better." He curled his lips, saying that he would not be able to eat Morgan's craftsmanship again.He wants to eat Morgan's seafood pasta again.

At this time, Mueller's boyfriend Nick came to him, and the two left together.

Nick was in his seat thinking that Muller's crime would have to wait until at least the two of them graduated. Nick married a woman and lived in Los Angeles for 7 years.In other words, he has to do this task for at least 10 years.He knocked his head on the table and let out a long sigh. This task is really long.

But since he has worn it on a body other than Nick, does that mean that the Nick in the hotel is dead, and after he dies, he will come to this Nick?

How strange.

If he can stop Mueller from killing Nick, then Nick can live forever, and he has no reason to hate Nick, so does that count as mission accomplished?

When I got home, Morgan did not come back.He cooked something casually and went to sleep after eating.The next day he had no class, so he didn't go to school, but received a call from Mueller.

"Do you want to come out and play?"

"Where are you going?" Nick asked. He was a little surprised that Muller would call him today. After all, they only met yesterday, and they were not friends yet.But he was indeed bored and wanted to go out to bask in the sun.

"It's fine if you come. And a few of my friends."

Mueller said so in his words, but when he arrived at the agreed place, he was the only one to be seen.I asked a friend and said that I went to the cinema first.Today he treats guests to a movie.I asked my boyfriend, and said that my boyfriend went back to the country for a family gathering.After going to the cinema, he first answered the phone and said that his friends couldn't come due to something.

Nick yawned and said, "Okay, you buy a ticket. Let's go in and have a look."

Muller bought two tickets to "Star Wars". After watching for two hours, Nick only felt that his eyes and brain were tired.Especially when Muller kept talking in his ear while watching, he was even more tired.

Muller originally wanted to invite Nick to have a drink or two, but seeing Nick yawned again and again, he had no choice but to ask in a very gentlemanly manner: "Why don't I take you home?"

Nick didn't speak, he hailed a taxi and went straight home.This kind of bad date, he never wants to do it again in his life.

When I got home, Morgan was back, wearing a baggy T-shirt, washing dishes in the kitchen. "Hey baby, you're back."

Nick leaned against the wall and watched Morgan do the dishes. "Is the case simple this time? Come back so soon?" I usually go for at least 3 days, but this time it will be fine in two days?

Morgan shook the water away and said, "Yes. Wanna hear what the case is?"

Nick nodded: "Okay. Listening to your case is better than going out to have fun."

"What's the matter, isn't my baby boy having a good time?" Morgan put his arm around Nick's back and led him to the living room. "Is it a new friend?"

Nick nodded, but said nothing. He didn't want Morgan to worry about being friends.So he asked: "Let's talk about the case. What kind of case is this time?"

Morgan spread his hands: "If you want to hear, I will tell. This time I am going to Philadelphia..."

Criminal mind

This Saturday, the weather is just fine, the sky is high and the clouds are light.Instead of going to work, Morgan took Nick to a baseball game.Along with people from the FBI and CIA.It was originally a friendly match, but with the end of the warm-up match, the smell of gunpowder on the court slowly began to increase.

The CIA players wore red uniforms and waved bats: "What's wrong? Are you afraid? Don't you dare?"

Morgan threw the ball from his right hand into the baseball glove of his left hand: "Do you think we are afraid? We are just worried that you will lose later and go home and cry to your mother." As soon as he finished speaking, he swung the ball The CIA player with the bat threw it.

The CIA player reacts quickly, swings the bat, and hits a home run.The audience burst into cheers. "Come on! Steve, beat the shit out of these FBIs!"

"Come on, Morgan! Let these grandchildren know how powerful the FBI is!"

The flames of war were thus ignited.

Nick retreated to the court to watch the game, surrounded by Morgan's BAU colleagues.Among them, Rhett is a tall and thin boy with curly hair that falls from his ears a little mischievously.He doesn't look like a baseball fan at all, let alone enjoy watching the game