Broken leg writer, returns to China online

The three-flowered cat, who had been picked up by the hall official, ran over aggrievedly with its messy fur, and rubbed An Lele's calf.The cats in the back watched him stepping on the mine first, and even Osamu Dazai picked up the tall palace official to see the reactions of An Lele and Oulos.

An Lele sat down cautiously, hugged the coquettish Sanhuamao tentatively, and recalled whether she had raised him.

Oulos couldn't see any dissatisfaction with An Lele's distraction from herself to the cat. Her fingers wrapped around An Lele's hair, like playing with a doll.

An Lele suddenly remembered something, she raised the three-flowered cat, and looked at him with warm black eyes, "Little Sanhua?" Her gaze fell to his cat card, and she read out his name, "Sapphire?"

"Mi!" Lan Bao happily responded.

An Lele touched the head of the three-flowered cat again. Compared with when she adopted it, it seemed to have grown a lot, but——"I haven't made a cat card for you, so whose cat are you?" She flipped over The cat tag with Lanbao's name engraved on it, and the phone number on the back is indeed hers.

She remembered that she adopted a litter of kittens in the parallel world ten years later, but she knew that she would leave eventually and could not take them away, so she didn't play cat cards for them.There is only one cat in the official cat brand in the family.

If it is really her customized cat tag... An Lele fumbled up and down the cat tag, and as expected, she found a small bump with a tiny locator on it.She activated it, and the locator automatically connected to her optical brain.

"My... cat?" An Lele held up the three-flowered cat with a confused and puzzled expression.

"Sapphire?"

"Mi." [What's the matter? 】

"Sapphire."

"Mi." [I'm here. 】Sanhuamao looked at her cutely.

My heart was just warmed up.

Her nerves, which had been agitated and aching, gradually calmed down when she thought of this word.An Lele held the Sanhuamao in her arms with one hand, and rubbed her sore temple with the other hand.

"If you think about it carefully, we should have a good talk about the relationship between the two of us, instead of being so vague and ambiguous, just keep the status quo and don't make it worse." An Lele looked at Ou with a serious expression. Rose made a series of attributives.

The optical brain is constantly modeling and analyzing Olos. This matter has started since An Lele saw the name Holmes.She even suspected that with her extraordinary intelligence and keen observation of the world, Olos had already noticed that she appeared in this world out of thin air.

An Lele: But it's okay, she exploded from the very beginning. 【Fearless, akimbo.jpg】

"Haha, hahaha." Olos laughed lightly at first, and then laughed out loud.An Lele raised her hand to touch Oluosi's withered hair. Its owner carelessly made it look like weeds.

"What do I look like in your eyes?" An Lele has always been curious about what she looks like in the eyes of those smart people who seem to have opened their X-ray eyes.It would be ridiculous, timid and reckless.

"It's very unique, only that little idiot Sherlock didn't notice it." After seeing it with her own eyes, Olos knew that the little guy in her arms was a star that had been wandering for a long time, and couldn't land just like her.

"Now is a good time, the fat man can't control me, we can go around." As if bewitching, she whispered in the ear of her little spring god.An Lele turned her head to meet the eyes of Oulos who were trying to hypnotize her, her eyes were still clear.

Oulos laughed in a low voice, and stopped the brainwashing|brainwashing.

She backhanded a three-colored cat to Oulos, and then beckoned for the Grand Palace Officer to come over and favor her.

Sanhua·Sapphire·Cat: My?

Weak, soft, only need a proper angle and force to dislocate the neck bone, Sanhua cat.Oulos looked at the three-flowered cat from beginning to end with eyes as sharp as a scalpel.However, this soft little guy is warm, his body temperature is slightly higher than that of a human, and his body is long and soft.

The Grand Palace Officer, who was already as strong as a little leopard, jumped into An Lele's arms and lay lazily on her lap.An Lele gave Edgar Allan Poe a calm look, and then touched the thick and thick hair of the palace official with his hands.Turning his head slightly, he saw Osamu Dazai who fell asleep on the ground.

Has the child not slept for a few days?

"You don't think Sherlock looks like a cat sometimes." An Lele raised the hall official, who was too dark to see his face, only a pair of golden eyes could be seen.

Oulos snorted inexplicably, but didn't continue to dissect the Sanhua cat's muscles with knife-like eyes, and even touched it with her hands.

"Oluos is also like a cat." Needing to be petted, An Lele turned her head and thought for a while, "It's very cute."

"I like forest cats. They have a docile personality, are not afraid of water, and have strong climbing abilities." An Lele praised and patted the palace official, listening to its purrs.

After being told by An Lele that she and Sherlock look like cats, Olos's mood immediately improved.Under the urging of the desire to survive, An Lele found out, and then came up with an idea.

She leaned close to Olos' ear and covered her lips with her hand, lowered her voice, no one except them knew what she said.

Olos showed an ethereal smile and accepted her proposal.She let go, and the three-flowered cat jumped down, squatting obediently beside An Lele.She kissed An Lele's cheek, and with a smile on her lips, she left as quietly as when she came.

Seeing Olos leave with their own eyes, An Lele and Poe breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.An Lele fell down on the grass as if exhausted, the grass slid across her cheeks, and she felt cool to the touch, "Do you Westerners like to greet you with kisses?" She asked Poe, and touched her hand and was kissed by Olos The place.

"It's not...all of them are so open." Poe shook his head, and replied solemnly. He caught a glimpse of the heavy dark circles under An Lele's eyes, "Would you... want to take a break?"

"Eh? Ah, okay." An Lele quickly understood Poe's meaning, rolled to his side and leaned against him consciously to keep out the wind. I can come here.Only the Sanhua cat, who is favored alone, lives beside An Lele.

"Poe, my head hurts."

"Ah, do you want to knead it?"

As he said that, Poe thoughtfully helped his little friend press his temples. However, the young master, whose ten fingers did not touch Yang Chunshui, did not know how to do anything, but it was very comfortable to press his fingers lightly on his head.

"I'll take you back to America tomorrow." An Lele buried her face in the hall official's fluffy stomach, and a muffled voice came through the dense fluff.Unexpectedly, it was opposed by Edgar Allan Poe.

"No, I won't leave." Edgar Allan Poe became emotionally excited, only to find that his little friend and her cats looked up at him in surprise, and his voice weakened again.

"That, my generation... is one of the chiefs of the group." Poe embarrassedly covered his face with the little raccoon, and began to explain.

An Lele nodded, expressing understanding.

"Then...the war in Europe fell into a stalemate, and secret internal news came out. Someone planned to give everyone a step down and end the war. However, the United States made a fortune from wars and made a lot of money selling arms to the participating countries." Ellen Poe stated the truth very frankly, "The combination is also in it."

"But if the war is over, you won't be able to earn any money." An Lele half closed her eyes, as if she was about to fall asleep.

"So... at that time, someone will come to Europe to provoke, and the war will not end so easily." Poe also did not think that the power war in Europe could end so easily, so he got involved in the European war, and wanted to Anlele is on the cusp of ending the war.

Although he knew that his little partner was very powerful, but no matter how powerful she was, she was only one person.An Lele has not contacted her motherland so far, precisely because what she is doing now is completely personal.Moreover, it has to be said that chess executives in the international community are happy to see European countries fall into infighting.

The original script of An Lele's big devil can let herself go as much as she wants, except that the ending she set is not very beautiful, but she can indeed unite all countries.But now it seems that Olos has more aura of the Great Demon King than An Lele.

An Lele got up and poked Osamu Dazai.

"Dazai, get up quickly and think of a solution."

"Don't worry about Yaoyao, just go back with me." Osamu Dazai was woken up quickly, probably just dozed off, "The main combat faction has been replaced, and the matter is half resolved, and they don't deserve your attention." Work hard for their sake.”

"Because you have to have a beginning and an end in doing things, and I also want to see what the end result will be. But no matter what, it won't be more ridiculous than the Great City." An Lele added a joke at the end, trying to relieve Take a look at the atmosphere.Seeing Osamu Dazai lowering his eyes gloomy and gloomy as if he was in deep thought, An Lele swallowed involuntarily, Dazai's state of black mud was a bit scary.

"A great city... There is indeed no more ironic thing than that city." Dazai Osamu chuckled, looked up at An Lele, and smiled brightly, "Is Mr. Chunhe collecting materials?"

Why did you suddenly call her Teacher Chunhe? Wait a minute, and she didn't do it because she wanted to collect materials.An Lele was horrified to find that even Edgar Allan Poe had put on a suddenly realized expression, and things seemed to be developing towards an uncontrollable trend.

And Anlele's cats have a calm face, and they are completely basic operations. Their family's big writer just likes field trips and research, Maomao sighs.jpg

Inadvertently, the situation developed in a place that An Lele could not have imagined.

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Mysterious island

Verlaine, who was being taken care of by Huainan Yimeng, was the last to wake up. The leader, Hugo, had already landed in Paris to stabilize the emergency situation due to the dismounting of a large number of officials. There must be no riots in the city.And adjust the manpower to push moderates to power.

"Am I the only one left?" Verlaine who woke up was still in a daze, as if he hadn't woken up from his dream.

"There is also an Englishman who is obsessed with writing after waking up, oh, he has already written the seventh act and is drawing to a close." Shakespeare's excited fancy singing came from a certain room, and Verne explained to Verlaine habitually .

He brought bread and milk, "Let's go quickly after eating." Verne said unceremoniously, one or two hindered him from building islands.An Lele recommended him a vegetable growing game, which was very interesting.

Verlaine ate quickly, which was an instinct he had cultivated in his dreams.After drinking the last sip of milk, Verlaine realized that he was not in the Great City. "...It's terrible." He smiled wryly and shook his head.

"What... did you dream? I asked other people, and they all had different dreams." Verne couldn't help being curious when he saw this expression on Verlaine, who was always proud and confident.

"I dreamed about the life of a gangster named David. Sometimes in the dream, I even felt that I was him, and his life was my life." Verlaine closed his eyes, it was an extraordinarily real life.Struggling in the mud, it's not that he didn't see the light, but the light never belonged to him, such a humble and pitiful life.

"Well, it's him." Verne found out the clippings of the Great City newspaper that he didn't write much, and he bought it through the dark web, because this book has no physical book, and has only been published in newspapers and magazines.It also cost him a lot of money to collect such comprehensive clippings.

"David finally became cannon fodder in gang fights." This is a small person in the great city, and only a short sentence appeared to exaggerate the scene.

Verlaine snatched the clippings and read the unfinished "The Great City" at a glance.

"Oh, take it easy. The value of this newspaper clipping has now risen to five hundred dollars." Verne looked at his own newspaper clipping with a distressed face, and the clippings on it were all the first printing.

"...Don't you think she's scary?" Verlaine put down the newspaper clipping, and Verne snatched it back in an instant to see if it was damaged. He didn't hear his words clearly, "What?"

"Chun and Jingming, when she conceived that world, she arranged everything in detail." His exceptionally real dream with the great city as the background is evidence, "Whether it's the protagonist or the little people, they all Destiny is arranged one by one in her pen."

"How could a person with such a thoughtful mind be deceived by me so easily and come to Europe rashly." Verlaine, who had slept for a long time and had stubble on his chin, looked like a down-and-out poet.

"Oh, then would you like to read the news in Paris?" Verne snorted, and slowly took out another newspaper clipping, which contained the news of French officials attacking each other in recent days, followed by a series of downfalls, and one after another. The scandal that broke out.The citizens have been almost baptized by the "map gun" these days.

Looking at the news clippings, Verlaine gasped, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back, and soon he calmed down again, "Where's the leader?"

"Don't worry, he'll go to Paris when he wakes up." Verne patted the shoulder of the stiff Verlaine, "Except for a little more parades, everything is fine in Paris."

"No, I'm not worried about this." Verlaine's expression was slightly bitter. He not only witnessed the life of the gangster David, but also watched the experience of the protagonist Richard, "I saw a similar scene in my dream. .”

"It's almost like a scene reenacted." He said in an erratic tone.

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An Lele: I really am not a pervert who regards the earth as a testing ground [weak, humble and helpless]

Others: Teacher... be merciful [screaming]