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

The appointment of the new Capponi curator, apart from the disgust and contempt shown by Professor Soriato who has been missing for many days, Capponi's staunch rival Colombo also treated the new Capponi curator as before. Long expressed a "kind" greeting.

Calponi is like flowing water, Colombo is like iron.

In Dante's research meeting, Colombo's views were always confronted with Hannibal's. The two confronted each other and sparks flew. There are rumors that the reason why Colombo targeted the owner of Caponi's mansion so much was because the manor was originally in the last century. It belongs to the property of the Colombo family. The grievances of the last century have continued to the present, and they are still alive and well, which can be regarded as obeying the order of the ancestors.

Luo Xi thought that perhaps the scholars from Paris did not understand the grievances between Caponi and Colombo, so they hired her at the beginning, but after working in Caponi for more than a month, she belatedly thought, Hanni Ba knew it.

That night, Rosie wanted to find Hannibal's notes, but when he was found, there was no surprise in the man's eyes. Rosie was hidden in the dark, but it seemed to be printed in front of Hannibal's eyes without any cover. hide.

"Why didn't he expose me."

"He clearly knew the truth, why didn't he fire me?"

"What the hell is he trying to do?"

Luo Xi was worried, and broke the dishes while washing the dishes. She pinched the center of her eyebrows with a headache, and quickly squatted down to clean up.

But he cut his finger.

As Hannibal expected, Rosie fell into a mental panic.

She was getting thinner and thinner day by day, her eyes were blue and black, and her expression was full of panic all day long.

Luo Xi's changes were seen by everyone, but no one responded to her changes.

It seemed that Hannibal had never chased and killed Roxi like a terrible hunter that night. The little lady still had such an innocent and lovely face, and would secretly find Roxi and let Roxi avoid Hannibal to make her snacks, and occasionally When he is in a good mood, he will persuade her to leave here.

The little lady always said that Hannibal was bad and annoying.

But they are also very loving.

No one can penetrate the tacit understanding and aura between them.

Perhaps because of her mentality change, Luo Xi became extremely sensitive, and she discovered many small details that she had never discovered before.

For example, the boy who lived quietly in the mansion like a shadow, Grenouille who never took the initiative to speak, always hid in a deserted corner when his husband was away, watching the little lady quietly.

He would collect little toys of the little lady, most of which were left there when the little lady got tired of playing. In Grenouille's room, it was full of small boxes.

Rosie was a grown woman, and it was not difficult for her to see what was hiding in Grenouille's eyes.

She wanted to persuade Grenouille, perhaps because she was shot before and the boy bandaged her. Rosie thought that this gloomy-looking boy might be a kind child in his heart.

"Are you stopping me?"

Luo Xi froze for a moment, and met Grenouille's light gray-blue pupils. His eyes were beautiful, but for some reason, he always avoided looking at people.

"No, I just want to tell you, sir, he will not allow a servant to have such unusual thoughts about his wife."

Grenouille was expressionless: "You finally don't think he is a good person, Miss Rosie."

The boy's straightforward words made Luo Xi blush, "I just warned you kindly, if you don't listen, your end will be the same as mine!"

"No, we are different."

It was the first time that Grenouille had such strong personal emotions in front of Rosie, and in most cases, he was always in a daze.

"Sir won't kill me, but he will kill you, tomorrow night."

Luo Xi looked uncertain, she looked around, they were beside the railing on the second floor, next to the living room below, and the little lady was playing games by the fireplace.

"What do you mean? What do you know?"

Grenouille restrained his emotions, as if he didn't exist just now.

The boy's temperament is pure and his eyes are peaceful, as if he is the cleanest person here.

"It was the little lady who saved you that day. The husband will not kill someone in front of the little lady. The little lady doesn't like that."

He seemed to know Sally well.

"With the serial cases raging outside and Professor Soriatu's disappearance, Police Officer Pazzi has already suspected that he has sex with Mr. Do you think you will be an exception?"

Grenouille said his week's worth of words in this 1 minute.

"Everyone kills for various reasons, sir, me, and you."

"I will keep it a secret for you, but there is no secret in this manor that Mr. doesn't know."

"You will not be an exception, as long as you are cowardly, you will not be an exception."

Grenouille's tone was clearly slow, but Rosie breathed tensely as if being oppressed. She kept backing away until she hit the vase.

Sally downstairs heard the sound of the vase shattering, and subconsciously looked up at the second floor. The kitten dangled its calf and took a bite of the small cake, looked away, and hummed an unknown nursery rhyme.

Hannibal didn't let her eat too much dessert, the little girl had a toothache in the middle of the night last night, and she groaned all night.

But when the toothache is gone, I forget everything.

"Tomorrow evening……"

Luo Xi murmured, the confused expression in his eyes gradually became firmer.

When she came to her senses, Grenouille had already left. She rubbed her forehead suddenly, sweating coldly, she just wanted to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Rosie."

Rosie's heart beat into her throat.

She turned her head suddenly, and the little lady who was supposed to be by the fireplace appeared at the stairs at some point. She was barefoot, wearing a dark green woolen skirt, with clear and bright blue eyes. Under the dim light of the corridor, Like a little girl in a horror movie.

"Rosie, Sally is going out."

Luo Xi pulled out a smile: "Sorry, ma'am, Mr. told me that it's snowing today, so it's not suitable to go out."

The spring in Florence is very difficult, maybe hope always comes after desperation.

However, it has been snowing heavily and deeply for several days in a row, and one foot can not reach the calf.

The little lady's small face revealed a lonely and gloomy mood visible to the naked eye.

When the kitten is unhappy, it is still very fierce, but no matter how fierce the expression is, on that naturally blessed and cute face, it also loses its original lethality.

Sally changed into warmer clothes and ran to the garden to play in the snow.

Between the sky and the earth, the lonely little girl repeated the act of rubbing and smashing snowballs by herself. When the snowballs were hit on the tree trunks, some of them were so hard that they would shake the snow from the trees and sprinkle Sally's eyes. head.

"Pfft."

Sally's temper is exploding. At this time, no one will get the kitten's good face. When she hears that someone is laughing at her, she stares angrily at her. The cold cat pupils are extremely fierce.

"... Abigail?"

Standing on the steps was a girl wearing a hat and a black overcoat. Her ears were red from the cold, but she was smiling. It was a very happy and bright Abigail that Sally had never seen.

"Sally! I'm looking for you from Baltimore!!"

Abigail's eyes were shining, and she was trying to suppress the fluctuations in her heart.

Leaving Baltimore and her hometown, she seemed to be a bird and free everywhere.

Hannibal promised her that here, she would be free.

Abigail ran over, facing a snowball, Sally made a face, "I won't play with you! Humph!"

"It's so cold."

Abigail winces, but quickly joins the game, rounding up Snowball and Sally into a snowball fight.

Abigail is just a teenage girl, and her dark past and experiences made her depressed and embarrassed. She tried to say goodbye to the past, but Will made her have to face her past.

As long as Abigail stays there, with Will's keenness, sooner or later, she will find out that she is not the victim of her father's murder, but her father's accomplice.

Hannibal gave her a way.

a free path.

Sally was very strong, and the two hadn't seen each other for a long time. The kitten lost control of his strength in a moment of excitement, and pushed Abigail into the snow.

The hat was blown down by the wind, blowing away Abigail's black hair and a very conspicuous pale scar on her fair neck.

It was the one that Sally had drawn.

The kitten watched in silence for a while, then suddenly whimpered and howled.

The kitten looked very cute when it cried. The cat's pupils washed by tears were crystal clear, and it cried without ladylike style. It sat on the ground and cried with its little head up.

While crying, he said something vaguely.

Abigail didn't understand a word...

Shouldn't she...should pretend she understood?

"Sally..."

Abigail panicked, "It's okay, I'm not dead, you didn't kill me, I can understand the situation at that time."

Abigail could understand Sally, she chose Hannibal.

"Meow meow meow meow meow!!! Meow meow!!!"

Sally's cat ears popped out due to violent crying and mood swings, and the white fluffy cat fur was trembling by the wind.

Abigail: ...Shouldn't she just pretend she didn't see it?

No, she saw it.

Abigail was stunned for a moment, and something wrong with the memory in her mind suddenly registered.

"you……"

Hannibal came from the living room, and he heard Sally's crying. It was a snowy day, and she sat directly in the snow, with snow on her head, clothes, and face.

Hannibal took off his coat and wrapped it around Sally. The man's cold and serious tone made people unable to resist the slightest thought: "You are always making mistakes, Sally."

But Sally is not human, so not only does she not listen to her, but she makes a fuss.

"What's wrong with making a mistake! What's wrong with Sally just crying for a while! Don't you even let Sally cry? It's too strict QAQ!!!"

Sally buried her head in Hannibal's arms, crying loudly.

"Sally never wants to see you hurt again, Hannibal."

"Sally doesn't want to see Abigail get hurt either."

"Sally doesn't want to be a stray cat QAQ!"

The point is the last sentence.

Usually when Hannibal was injured, he didn't see Sally so concerned.

Fickle little kitty.

Hannibal pursed his lips, carried Sally into the house, and looked back at Abigail in the snow: "Come in."

"okay."

Sally's waywardness is always endless. Abigail went to her guest room to change clothes. When she went out, she could still hear Sally's crying, but the room was too big, and Abigail didn't know that Sally where.

Of course, she didn't know how the serious and terrifying Hannibal Lecter in her impression coaxed a cat without dignity.

Sally turned back into a kitten and screamed at her throat. She damaged Hannibal's clothes, and her sharp claws directly scratched Hannibal's hand, oozing blood.

See, Sally didn't feel sorry for Hannibal's injury, she was just afraid that she would become a stray cat.

Hannibal sits quietly as a sculpture in his chair, disgusted by his cat fancy.

"You went out again last night! Don't think you can do whatever you want by putting Sally to sleep!!"

"Sally doesn't like the cold bed! Why do you want to see a kitten when you come back?! QAQ!"

"You should spend more time with Sally, Sally is your most important kitten!! Your favorite should be Sally!"

Hannibal rarely inserted a sentence in the kitten's accusation: "Abigail is here to accompany you, aren't you happy?"

"Barely give you one point..."

Sally bared her teeth: "But you and Grenouille are too close!!! Sally smells the nasty smell on you!"

"Don't say anything that would be misleading, Sally."

Hannibal held his forehead.

The kitten bounced around the room, stepped on Hannibal's shoulder, rolled into his arms, and bounced all kinds of things.

"Meow..."

Hannibal put his hand on Sally's ear and scratched the cat's chin, and the kitten gradually narrowed its eyes.

"There will be changes in the near future, and Will is here."

Sure enough, when Will was mentioned, Sally was much quieter.

Hannibal ignored the subtle emotions in his heart, "Do you want to see Will, we can go see him together."

"Do not……"

Well, Sally agreed.

Hannibal automatically analyzed Sally's micro-expressions.

“Dinner is sashimi.”

Sally was completely obedient, her blue eyes were shining, and she subconsciously licked her little tongue.

Hannibal: Oh, cat.

Sally: Heh, I can barely give you and sashimi some face.

The author has something to say: I suddenly feel that our old father is a bit pitiful... It is not easy to raise a daughter, a daughter-in-law, and a cat.

Sally Tsundere Everyday√