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

Kittens are afraid of water.

Most shit shovelers have this experience more or less. Taking a bath for your cat feels like giving yourself an hour of fat-reducing exercise, and you have to be careful of the cat's paws from time to time. Wearing gloves is commonplace.

When bathing cats in pet stores, the venue must be cleared.

Even a man of extraordinary skill like Hannibal had suffered a lot in the daily activity of bathing Sally.

It's different from the warm water in the bathtub with the scent of shower gel.

The water in the park lake was freezing cold.

The pressure under the water is different from the pressure of the air, as if the world has been paused, and all the sounds are gone.

The moon was distorted into an irregular shape on the water surface. Sally opened her mouth to shout, but she choked on a mouthful of water, pouring into her throat and nose, making her feel sore and uncomfortable.

Sally can't swim, no cat can.

Will Sally die here?

A person broke the water surface, and the tumbling bubbles rolled to Sally's side along with the person's progress. His messy long hair floated in the water, covering Sally's face.

The jacket that belonged to Hannibal drifted to the bottom of the lake with the current, and Sally subconsciously reached for it, but it was too far away. Hannibal held Sally and took her upstream.

She couldn't see who the man was, the long hair scattered around covered Sally's eyes, but Sally still recognized him.

A demon with blood on his hands, but in Sally's case, he is always the savior.

Hannibal is always saving Sally.

After careful calculation, Sally owed him a few lives...

Sally's vision gradually blurred.

"Whoa-"

The two finally swam out of the water. The park lake looked small, and the water was not shallow. The two went to the shore of the lake. Hannibal was soaked, and the feeling of his clothes sticking to his body was uncomfortable. Hannibal untied the water. The buttons of the shirt were unbuttoned, revealing the honey-colored chest and abdominal muscles. The cold water flowed through the strong body and fell into the depths of the mermaid line along the ravine.

Hannibal said that Sally lay flat on the ground, the kitten was dazed and not sober, and pressed Sally's abdomen lightly with his palm, it was bulging, Hannibal lowered his eyes, rubbed Sally's delicate cheeks with his fingertips, Brushing away the broken hair, he pinched Sally's nose, and pinched Sally's chin with the other hand, forcing her to open her mouth and bend over to breathe.

The girl's lips were soft and cool, with a sweet taste, as if she had just eaten vanilla-flavored ice cream, her little tongue lay there weakly, Hannibal's eyes darkened and he calmed down.

Pressing Sally's chest with both hands, the kitten vomited several mouthfuls of lake water, its wet eyelashes trembled slightly, and opened its eyes, dazedly unable to find the focal length.

The girl who was already slender had her thin pajamas tightly attached to her body, and one of her shoes was missing. The girl's fair legs looked like fine porcelain under the moonlight, and the moist water was on her half-exposed chest. ups and downs.

Hannibal raised his hand to wipe the color from his lips, without saying a word.

Sally took a deep breath, lying on her back on the ground full of stones and sand, coughing violently, her pale and cold face flushed unnaturally.

"Well……"

Sally coughed and cried, out of breath, terrified, sobbing as if she couldn't breathe.

"Sally... Sally thought she was going to die..."

Sally was really frightened, her terrified and moist blue eyes were aggrieved and sad, her nose was pink, probably because Hannibal's hand had pinched it just now, and there were two light pink fingerprints on her chin.

Looking at Sally's embarrassment at the moment, it looks a little ambiguous and charming.

As if Sally didn't fall into the water, but because Hannibal bullied her.

The atmosphere changed unconsciously.

But Sally only knew how to cry, she was like a child, she subconsciously focused on the only parent beside her,

Hannibal picked up Sally silently. There was no one in the night, and the two of them were completely soaked and embarrassed. No one saw them, and they got into the car smoothly.

All the way home, after putting the water in the bathroom, Hannibal went to look for a new set of pajamas for Sally. When he turned back, he saw Sally still standing by the bathtub in a daze, motionless.

Sally didn't even want to go into the bathtub, so it could be seen that she was quite frightened just now.

Hannibal looked at the door for a long time, then said calmly, "Afraid?"

Sally turned her head, feeling aggrieved, her eyes turned red suddenly, the flood burst, and she cried out with a "wow", barefoot, ran over and threw herself into Hannibal's arms, hugging him tightly.

“莎莉不要洗澡！莎莉不要！呜呜啊啊啊啊啊啊！！！莎莉好怕！QAQ!!!”

The kitten trembled all over, hugging Hannibal tightly and not letting go, trying to play tricks and get away with it.

But Sally didn't act like a baby when she should act like a baby, and when she shouldn't act like a baby, she didn't even want the dignity of a cat.

You have to take a shower and you have to take a shower.

But when Sally touched the water, she shrank like a quail, hugged Hannibal's thigh and refused to let go, crying and saying that Hannibal didn't want her anymore.

"Sally is so pitiful QAQ, you can't bully Sally, Sally is so good, where can you find a kitten as cute as Sally to raise for you?"

Sally's big blue cat eyes stared at Hannibal accusingly, as if Hannibal dared to push her into the water, and she would go all out.

What big tricks can kittens do?

Hannibal sighed, took the shower head, and adjusted the temperature.

Hannibal is like a pair of chopsticks, and Sally is a glutinous rice ball sticking to the chopsticks. No matter how you shake it, the glutinous rice ball will not fall into the sugar bowl.

Still sticky and crying.

So the chopsticks and glutinous rice balls took a hot bath together.

Sally was terrified, and the horrible picture of being submerged in the water kept flashing in the kitten's mind. She didn't want to be alone, and she didn't want to take a bath.

Hannibal picked up Sally when she was still a little cat.

Sally has a fledgling plot to Hannibal, and Hannibal, who is a psychiatrist, can easily see this.

"Hannibal, Sally doesn't want to be a stray cat."

On the bed, under the warm quilt, Sally, who was curled up in Hannibal's arms, suddenly said these words in a dull voice.

After finishing speaking, the kitten climbed onto Hannibal's body, and buried its soft face into Hannibal's neck. This was the safest and most comfortable position for Sally.

But for Hannibal, it was very uncomfortable.

After all, Sally grew up.

She has everything a developing girl should have.

Hannibal didn't refuse, nor did he turn sideways like an old gentleman every night, avoiding close touch, as if something had changed quietly, Hannibal embraced Sally's slender waist, and patted Sally comfortingly. clap.

"You're not going to be a stray cat, Sally."

The low-pitched affection and comfort of the mature man seemed to arouse tremors on the human skin.

But the object being teased enjoys the natural pillow without knowing it, and sleeps in the absolutely safe embrace.

But the next day, after waking up, Sally still had to face formal inquiries from the shit shovel officer about what happened last night.

Sally told the general plot succinctly, Hannibal also listened symbolically, and then the matter turned.

Breakfast was delicious goat's milk and small rolls with jam.

Sally was used to human food, and although she didn't particularly like it, it wasn't as bad as before.

"Hannibal, Sally wants to eat ice cream, you buy it for Sally."

Sally took a bite of the bread, and the man in the kitchen who was cleaning up the counter readily agreed to Sally's request.

That afternoon, the supermarket delivered a box of ice cream, which was the one that Sally ate last night.

"Wow, how did you know Sally wanted this one!"

Hannibal arranged the ice creams in the refrigerator one by one, and the kitten jumped around restlessly, kicking the boxes several times.

In addition to Sally, there were other people who sneaked into the hospital last night. In addition to the two recent murders, the FBI initially estimated that the cases were committed by Will's admirers. It seemed that they wanted to pay tribute to the imitators, and their attitude was extremely bad.

Jack suspected that it was the imitator who went to see Will last night. He asked Will, but Will refused to answer.

"Only I can catch him, the real impersonator."

Jack shook his head: "You should receive treatment, Will."

The conversation broke up badly.

But the case intensified, and Jack couldn't hold on to the current situation.

At that time, Sally was listening to Mr. Koston's lecture in the cafe. She would take the exam in the next semester, and then she would be promoted to the seventh grade like Rick and the others, and then go to school with them.

At the end of the class, just as Coston left, another person sat down opposite Sally.

He was a guy who didn't have a good impression of Sally.

"Hi Sally, remember me?"

Sally said blankly, "Hello, Mr. Jack."

"Hannibal said that you are being treated in a nursing home. It seems that you are recovering well. Are you just making up classes?"

Jack ordered a cup of coffee, and seemed to have a long talk with Sally. However, Sally had nothing to talk to with a guy who bullied Will and often came to the house for dinner. She packed her books and was about to leave.

Jack: Why don't Hannibal's cats and children like me?

"Wait, Sally!"

Jack quickly called to her.

The little girl barely stopped, looked at Jack unhappily, and sat back in her seat again after hesitation, "What are you going to say? I have to clean up when I get home."

"You clean up??"

Sally didn't change her face and praised herself: "Sally is so good, of course she can clean. Sally's clothes are tidied by herself, and Sally's dishes are cleaned by herself."

It's all true, but Hannibal also helped.

"You are so nice."

Jack took a sip of his coffee. He knew that Sally didn't like him very much, so he had to get to the point as soon as possible.

"I want to know what happened the day you were kidnapped by Will. Please tell me everything in detail."

The little girl had no expression on her face, and when she quietly watched a person, for a moment, she had a demeanor very much like Hannibal.

But it was only for a moment, because in the next second, the beautiful little girl who looked like a doll raised her head and snorted arrogantly, "Ask Will."

Jack: ...

If Will could tell the truth, I wouldn't even ask you, brat.

The author has something to say: The second update is coming~~~

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