The vest magic changes the earth

"Garfield, let's have a good talk. I think you are the excellent employee I need here." Alan looked at the fat cat and said seriously.

"Fuck you Garfield." Fat Cat yelled at him, "My name is Arthur!"

Allen looked at its fat body, and thought that the cat had a bad temper, and he said against his will: "Okay, plus... no, Mr. Arthur. You just said, I will meet you soon." What does it mean to die?"

The fat cat raised its head and glanced at Allen proudly. It raised its non-existent neck, squinted its green cat eyes, and just didn't speak.

Allen understood, and he invited Fat Cat to the position prepared for the interviewer.

The fat cat could only jump onto the table due to its height, and Allen felt that the table he bought from the second-hand market shook twice.

Allen poured a cup of coffee for the fat cat, and said in the gentlest voice in his life: "Mr. Arthur, this is the employee contract I drew up, please have a look."

Allen handed over a few pieces of paper, "Considering your special status, do you have any other requirements?"

The fat cat looked at it pretendingly, and pawed at the contract a few times.

Apparently smug with the compliment from the stupid human, it said, "Just change it, I'm going to trade my wages for three meals a day, um, I don't eat that dry cat food. I want fresh Antarctic krill ,The shrimp there is relatively clean, mixed with chicken liver, wild cod from the North Sea fishing ground, and chicken breast.”

"I see." Allen nodded humbly.

"Chicken breast should be boiled and shredded by hand. Sprawns should be steamed in the pot for 20 minutes, not too much, then peeled and cut into small pieces. Chicken liver should be cooked and chopped. Cod meat can be eaten raw, remember Cut them into sashimi-like thin slices, and put ice under them, so as to maintain its freshness to the maximum, and the top-quality sashimi should have a fruit-like aroma." The fat cat added chatteringly.

"Yes." Allen's smile gradually stiffened.

"Ah, and!" Fat Cat said, "I really like the taste of the high-quality caviar produced by the Caspian Sea sturgeon. Every June, the caviar is the freshest. If I am still working here, I must remember Help me to purchase, usually also have. The light black caviar produced by the Great White Sturgeon over 60 years old is the best in the world..."

The pen in Allen's hand that wrote down its request let out a faint scream.

"...Remember not to use silver tableware when serving caviar. Oxidized silver will destroy its original flavor. Ah, but I guess you don't have either." Fat Cat finished speaking in one breath, looking at Alan , "You seem to have something wrong?"

"Let me add." The smile on Alan's face twisted, his eyes were fierce, "The price of these ingredients has far exceeded the purchasing power of the wages I can afford."

"Is there?" Fat Cat stretched out his paw and patted the contract, "Then it probably won't be much worse. That's the decision!"

It squinted at Allen, "Do you still want to hear news about your life?"

"Cough, of course." Allen sat up straight, and the fierce light in his eyes disappeared instantly. "Do you have any other instructions?"

The fat cat wagged its tail, "Come here first today, and I will tell you if you have any requirements. Next, let's talk about your problem."

"Crazy is approaching you. Usually, when you see something you shouldn't see, your spirit will collapse. This is why you are crazy. You have a smell of death on you, and I feel like vomiting when I smell it."

The fat cat said, "You probably got it indirectly from somewhere, or your body would be cold now. Did you see anything yesterday?"

After hearing what he said, Allen felt chills in his heart, "I did encounter an abnormality yesterday. But there are many people with me, and they didn't feel it."

He recounted yesterday's experience in front of the collection cabinet.

"The inspiration is very high." Fat Mao laughed, and there was a sense of gloating in the smile.

"It's after you. Who told you to notice it?"

"I didn't." Allen defended himself, "I haven't even seen that thing before."

"But you feel it." The fat cat shook his beard, "It's not easy for your parents to live so long with such high inspiration. Fortunately, it hasn't been cleared yet, and there is still salvation."

"In short." It concluded, "In this case, you have voluntarily appeared in front of it. If you don't pollute you, you will be sorry for fate. You have only one way to go now. Find it and deal with it before it drives you crazy. it."

"Sounds like a very dangerous thing." Fat Cat muttered to himself, "Ring? Could it be..."

"What?" Allen didn't hear clearly.

"No. You heard it wrong." Fat Cat reacted and hastily covered up.

Its acting skills are really not very good, and from its tone, Allen can hear that it is trying to cover up.

Allen tapped the table with his fingers, feeling suspicious.

Garfield is definitely hiding something.He decided to get some information out first, and then figured out how to deal with the fat cat's secret.

There is an old saying in the East, plan before you act.

On the surface, Alan was not interested in what Fat Cat said, and said calmly, "Garfield, I'm going to investigate a case next, which should be related to this thing I got into. It's just a marginal investigation, you go?"

"My name is Arthur!" Fat Cat corrected him, then spread it on the table and stretched, "No. It's too tiring to stay outside."

Allen said in his heart, then why did I recruit you here, is it for nothing?

But he still held back the breath, said goodbye to the fat cat with a smile, and went to investigate his own case.

"and many more."

Fat Cat said, "Bring this, it may save your life at critical times."

It raised its missing neck, from which hung a brass bell with a symbol engraved on it.

"what is this?"

"Good thing, this is an old seal." The fat cat chuckled, "If you encounter a mythical creature unfortunately, it may save your life. I asked someone to engrave it before I left."

"Can he deal with those things?" Allen was very excited. The bullets given by Randolph had already been used up in the small town.

"Stop dreaming." Fat Cat said, "How can I, a peaceful cat, carry such dangerous goods. It has only one function..."

"what?"

"Old seals are disgusting as feces in the eyes of mythical creatures, and you are like a small bug. Bedbugs will be trampled to death, but bugs with feces are safe." Fat Cat smiled proudly.

Allen was disgusted by this metaphor, and even the old seal in his hand was strange.

He went out at last, with the old stamp on him, better to be a live bug than a dead one.

"Thanks, Garfield!" Allen shouted inside before going out.

"I'm Arthur." Fat Cat growled.

"I've never seen Arthur without a neck!"

......

The first place Allen investigated was an underground black market, which was located in the famous Hell's Kitchen where gangsters gathered in New York.

Its official name should be called the Clinton District, located on the west coast of Manhattan Island.It was the most famous slum in New York, where Irish immigrant laborers used to gather and Irish gangsters were prevalent.

But in recent years, it can be said that a hundred flowers have blossomed, and various gangs and crimes have sprung up like mushrooms after rain.

Alan actually didn't want to go here, he just wanted to get some rewards, and those who hang around in Hell's Kitchen don't know what kind of desperadoes they are, anyway, they themselves are already rotten in the mud, and they don't care.For any reason, they can fight with you.

But it’s impossible not to go, Allen sighed in his heart.

According to Arthur Fatcat, such things are closely related to his life, and he hasn't lived enough yet.

This is the most chaotic place in New York, and it is also the place with the best news in New York. As long as you have money, someone can buy you any kind of news.

What he is looking for today is a broker who has been here for a long time, and he is good at both black and white, so he is very well-informed.He doesn't have any major flaws either, and is fairly reliable.

In Hell's Kitchen, being greedy for money and drinking too much is a plus.

The first thing Allen did was to change his clothes, a tattered leather jacket and sneakers with open glue.He sprinkled some ash on his pants and shoes.

Wearing a decent suit and entering Hell's Kitchen is like entering a tiger's mouth. There will be countless pairs of eyes staring at you the first time you enter.

Next, with a little luck, the police will be called to the police that a body has been found.

Allen tidied himself up to the appearance of the Hell's Kitchen man in his memory.

It's been a long time since he's done business in Hell's Kitchen. After the impulsive period of his youth, he understood one thing, the risk is too high to be worth it.The rape case is fine.