Shit shovel officer and his cat [Comprehensive British and American]

It was early morning when Will called to visit.

The ringing mobile phone alarmed Sally who was sleeping on him. The kitten shook its ears and opened its eyes in a daze, like a clear spring, which was covered with fog at the moment. Up and down, obviously still not awake.

"Meow..."

The kitten meowed lightly, with a faint milky scent, and pressed its small hand on Hannibal's chest, using its strength to prop up its upper body, trying to throw down the mobile phone in Hannibal's hand.

Her body is very soft, it seems that even her bones are soft. She is wearing a white and fluffy pajamas that look like a lamb, and a small part of her delicate neck is exposed. The little girl loves to cry when she acts like a baby, and she can't stop crying. She hung on the bed last night. Hannibal fell asleep on his body, and the corners of his eyes were still red.

However, it turns out that even when Sally is asleep, she can find a comfortable position, such as Hannibal's neck.

Hannibal's whole body was stiff, only his neck was soft and warm, and his little face was buried in it, which was very comfortable.

"Stay still, Sally."

Hannibal dodged Sally's little hand, but the little girl didn't understand what Hannibal said, and she insisted on grabbing the phone.

"Sally, sleepy, Sally needs to sleep!"

Sally forgave Hannibal for his previous bad behavior when the shit shovel warmed up goat milk for Sally.

Sally was a well-behaved child who also valued the advice of her friend Peter.

Hannibal treated Sally very well, and no shit shoveler could treat Sally like this.

Most importantly, Sally was alone in the cold nest for several days, and Sally missed the shit shoveler's neck.

Will on the other end of the phone naturally also heard the voice of a strange girl, but the name Sally didn't remind Will of that cute little white cat.

It's just that the voice is too young.

Will hesitated: "Is it your aunt's child?"

"Ah."

Hannibal didn't tell Wildo about Sally, but simply asked about Will's situation, and then ended the call.

The kitten just grabbed the phone and threw it off the bed without hesitation.

"Sleep with Sally."

The kitten tried its best to support its eyelids, and rested its small head on Hannibal's neck, and the drowsiness seemed to come back gradually.

Hannibal stood up, the clingy kitten was still hanging around his neck, his little chin rested on the man's shoulder, purring unhappily.

To Sally, Hannibal was just a pillow at this moment, and now, the pillow was leaving.

Hannibal tore off the little girl who was still hanging around his neck not too gently, grabbed the little girl's arm with his unshakable wrist, and threw her back into the bed neatly, the iron-blond hair seemed slightly faint due to sleep. Messy, dark pupils were as indifferent as the night, and even when looking at the girl who was rolled up on the bed, he unbuttoned the shirt on his upper body a little dryly.

Hannibal at night is a little more humane and has a child-rearing migraine because of Sally's fuss.

Although this human touch is limited to specific people.

The only thing that can give Hannibal a headache is his cat.

Hannibal went into the bathroom, pondered over the clues from Will's phone call just now, took a shower, and opened the closet. His little girl went out in a big way during the day yesterday and ruined his closet and bookshelves by the way.

Mrs. Smith had removed the clothes that needed cleaning the night before, and there were only a single or two suits left in the closet.

Hannibal's cold expression did not change because of the empty wardrobe.

The lights in the room were not turned on, and the dim color was accompanied by an unspeakable silence. There was only the slight sound of clothes and fabrics rubbing against each other in the air.

The little girl on the bed sleeps in a strange posture, lying on the bed, with her eyes closed, her little hands are groping around, but she can't find the "pillow". Unconsciously, the childish little milk voice is purring and meowing.

The sky outside was still dark, but when Hannibal was about to go out, the east side began to reveal a faint fish belly, and there were a few hurried footsteps coming from the bedroom door, and the footsteps were muffled.

The little girl was barefoot, her white and tender feet stepped on the dark brown floor, her head was covered with messy white hair, her white pajamas hung loosely on her body, and she ran over to hug her with two thin legs. Live on Hannibal's leg.

The kitten muttered dissatisfiedly: "Where are you going? Sally hasn't had breakfast yet."

"There is bread."

"Sally doesn't like bread."

Sally grabbed Hannibal's trousers tightly, "You can go after you finish breakfast for Sally."

Early in the morning, where would the poop shoveler want to go if he didn't cook cat food for the kitten?

The kitten's beautiful clear blue eyes were full of accusations, it seemed that it had fallen asleep, and completely forgot who was holding the shit-shoveling officer's thigh and crying like a poor little unloved one last night.

"Sally is hungry."

The kitten looked away from the car keys in Hannibal's hand, and hugged the shit shovel officer's thigh even tighter, "Sally doesn't care about throwing toys with you anymore, but you can't let Sally go hungry."

"Sally is already very good, you can't bully Sally anymore."

"Sally wants to drink milk, don't go, you make breakfast for Sally."

The kitten's soft milk sounds like cutting a piece of marshmallow with candy in it, and it still tastes like sweet strawberries. The kitten is coquettish, and yawns a little while talking, with wet tears in the corners of its eyes.

"Sally is super obedient, are you willing to let Sally go hungry?"

The kitten seemed to see through the indifferent and ruthless thoughts of the shit-shoveling officer. The little girl's mouth was deflated, and her face seemed ready to cry in the next second.

Hannibal frowned slightly, his head aching.

As soon as the little girl let out a sound, Hannibal picked up Sally, who was hanging on her body like a koala, went back to the house, took Sally's coat and hat, and carried her out the door.

"Sally hasn't changed yet."

The little girl wrapped her hands around Hannibal's neck naturally, tilted her head, and rubbed her forehead against the shit-shoveling officer's chin.

Hannibal seemed to be in a real hurry, and he didn't even have time to change Sally's clothes.

The pet seat belt of the passenger seat had already been removed, and Sally was thrown on the passenger seat by Hannibal, and then the coat and hat were also thrown over to cover the kitten's face.

"Get dressed."

Sally put on her coat. The coat was so long that it could just cover the skirt of her nightgown. After zipping it up, the sleepiness in Sally's eyes gradually faded away, and she raised her calf and dangled in a novel way.

"Nobody knew Sally was wearing a skirt!"

The words are a bit smug.

"Quiet, Sally."

Hannibal used one free hand to quickly and efficiently straighten the messy hair on the kitten's head. The tips of the white and fluffy cat's ears brushed against Hannibal's palm, trembling sensitively from time to time.

The hat properly covered the kitten's unusual ears, and it was the first time for Sally to ride in Hannibal's car in human form.

The little girl is gradually acquiring human habits. For example, only humans care about what they wear.

Cats don't care if they have clothes on or not, as long as they have fur.

Although Sally's body is as clean as a piece of warm jade, a piece of jade with the fragrance of goat's milk.

The fluff behind Sally's ears blew up silently, the kitten tightened her seat belt silently, the red light changed to green, the vehicle continued to move forward, and Hannibal's too penetrating eyes also moved away.

The shit shovel just seemed like he wanted to eat Sally.

Sally blinked her eyes, and suddenly sat in a cute posture.

About half an hour.

When approaching the hut, Sally suddenly smelled Will's scent.

The kitten's excitement suddenly exploded like a firecracker, and he opened the car door, like a bear child who left home, and ran away with only his shadow left.

Hannibal looked down at the time in the car, the air in the car was filled with the faint soft fragrance of the kitten, whether all children have such an appetizing fragrance.

Hannibal rolled down the car window to let the cool breeze blow in gently. Through the mist rising in the early morning, he watched the figure of the kitten running towards the cabin without hesitation.

Sally will meet a Will who is a complete stranger to her.

The night before dawn is always extremely quiet, even the vibration of the birds flying and flapping their wings can be heard clearly, the outline of the hut is clearly on and off, the light of the street lamp is weak, I don’t know whether it is in disrepair or because of a line failure caused by recent events.

There was a case here not long ago.

There was a yellow seal on the door, and the kitten tore it open casually, and pushed the door open. The strong damp and unpopular dusty smell attacked the kitten's sensitive nose, mixed with the almost dry smell of blood, and the coolness that made the scalp numb. .

The little girl choked, covered her little nose, and tried to find the switch.

But touch the ashes on the wall with one hand.

Hannibal doesn't like Sally getting dirty, she will take a bath when she gets dirty, and taking a bath is very painful QAQ.

Sally tried not to touch the furniture here, moved her little nose, and followed Will's smell into the room.

A hand suddenly stretched out from behind and covered Sally's mouth and nose. His strength was great, and his wide palm covered half of Sally's face. Sally whimpered in pain, and the bones of her jaw ached.

The man dragged Sally into a dusty wall, the child's fragile body couldn't withstand the full strength of the adult man's throw, and the severe dull pain in the back made him take a painful deep breath, which could be sucked into the child's throat What was left was fine dust and a strong smell that belonged to Will.

Cats can distinguish each other's physical condition through smell, which is a cat's talent.

In the group, once a cat is seriously ill, most of them will hide themselves. When a cat is sick, it will emit a special smell.

Humans also smell unusually when they are sick.

Is Will sick?

"Will..."

Will's eyes were dull, as if his soul had left his body, and it was a huge beast controlling this body. He pinched Sally's delicate neck and locked it inch by inch.

In Will's eyes, what he crushed and executed was not a child, but an elk.

However, when the real elk appeared behind him, Will's vision was blurred and distorted for an instant, the illusion and reality in front of him kept changing, and finally stayed on a pale and frightened face.

It was a strange face that belonged to a child.

child……

Will let go of Sally in horror, his mind cleared instantly, he turned his head suddenly, and asked Hannibal almost self-doubting: "What was I doing just now? Hannibal...Hannibal..."

Will's brown pupils quivered violently, and he grabbed his hair and growled like a fragile teacup.

The elk in Will's heart comes from the darkness in his heart.

So who is the elk that appeared behind him?

However, Will couldn't find the answer for the time being, and the Hannibal he asked for help didn't analyze and enlighten his bad illness caused by empathy ability as usual.

"Sorry, Sally."

Hannibal gently lifted Sally's little head. The kitten looked like the poor cat when it was chased by Winston. It shivered and hid in Hannibal's arms, with a painful meowing sound deep in its throat. , the kitten struggled to breathe.

"Will seems sick."

Sally said in a depressed mood: "Will is so sick."

After the kitten finished speaking, it buried itself in Hannibal's arms, sobbing and trying to push its little head into Hannibal's clothes. For a moment of weakness, the kitten thought she could shrink into Hannibal's clothes like before. in the pocket.

Hannibal called an ambulance, put Sally back in the car, returned to the cabin, cleaned up the fingerprints and marks left by Sally, and then stopped in front of Will.

"You look terrible, Will."

Will sat in a corner, staring at his hands.

"Jack has always thought that I am a genius in the FBI. He always envied me and told me that I have talents that others can't even strive to have after rebirth."

Will sighed deeply, as if he was carrying the weight of sin for a moment, "You are right, Hannibal, talent is a double-edged sword, if I hold its blade, I will definitely be covered in scars."

Hannibal listened quietly to Will's condition, the dawn light outside the window cast into this crime-shrouded murder scene, and the blood on the ground that belonged to several months ago had already dried up.

But just now, this place was almost stained with Sally's blood.

Hannibal glanced at the time on his watch, the pointer was pointing to 12, he took out a folded piece of paper and a pen from his pocket.

"Draw a clock, Will."

Sally wouldn't like Will like this.

Will was tainted with the hunter's breath.

The author has something to say:

Will hasn't appeared on stage for a long time, although it's such a brutal scene when he appears on stage hhhhhh, but it's okay, the kitten and Will will still have a sweet interaction hhhhh

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