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

The kitten was covered with snow, and it was fluffy white. The cat's fur rubbed against Will's face, and it was slightly cool.

Will turned on the heater in the car and hugged Sally, feeling surprisingly calm.

Sally can always soothe Will's restless heart, the warmth and soft cry of small animals make Will temporarily forget his obsession with Hannibal and focus on the case.

"Sally, I thought you would never appear before my eyes again."

The kitten seemed wronged, rolling on Will's lap, meowing non-stop.

Will sighed and lowered his head to kiss the kitten's nose.

Humid and a little cool.

Will didn't understand what this action meant to cats and dogs. After Will finished kissing, Sally froze the whole cat, waiting to stare blankly at Will with blue eyes.

The kitten's pink meat pad rested on Will's lap, Sally blinked, and suddenly stammered: "Wow, Wow, how can you kiss Sally's nose!!"

Will is confused.

But Sally jumped up and down in the car in a crash, her hair slightly puffed up.

The noisy Jean Will was stopped by the traffic police on the road and warned him of driving safety.

Will finally had the same experience as Hannibal.

"Sally! Be good! This is too dangerous!"

Will had to pull over to the side of the road, pinch Sally by the back of the neck, and hold her up to keep her from being too dangerous. The kitten flapped its four paws, sleepy.

"Sorry, Sally, I didn't know you reacted so much to this, I forgot you were grown up."

Will apologized to Sally, and there was a hint of gloom in his apologetic eyes, "Perhaps, only Hannibal can get so close to you."

Will...

Sally silently met Will's sad eyes. Sally and Hannibal's departure had a great impact on him. On the one hand, he believed that Hannibal was right, and on the other hand, he believed that Will should stick to his own. Road, he didn't have to go in the same direction as Hannibal.

Even if they are somewhat similar.

Will's psychology is completely broken, and only the poor little principles are left to support him.

"Will..."

Sally snorted, the kitten looked away awkwardly, "Sally doesn't like Will anymore, you can't kiss Sally anymore, it's you who rejected Sally, it's not Sally's fault!"

The kitten explained it confidently, but due to the residual favorability, Sally still treated Will a little differently.

She turned back into a girl, sitting in the passenger seat, holding her chin, the kitten looked at Will strangely.

"It was you who refused first, not Sally's fault."

Sally clenched the steering wheel, her throat was hard.

Will didn't know what he'd missed, until Hannibal's slightly mocking remark that day.

Will's principles are as firm as his path.

But that night, if no one from the FBI came to the door, would Will still be so firm in his principles?

After all, Sally is that cute.

"Sorry, Sally."

Will restarted the car, his tone was calm, but only he knew what was going on in his heart.

"But I still have a piece of advice for you, Hannibal is dangerous."

Sally curled her lips, turned her head to look out the car window,

"Sally ran away from home."

Will took a deep breath, "Then don't go back."

Sally glanced at Will strangely, and the kitten frowned.

Will's residence in Florence is located in a hotel in the city center. He has no plans to stay in Florence for a long time, but if Hannibal is really here, Will will consider staying longer.

But the opposite is also true, if Will already knew about Hannibal's whereabouts, then that man who was so wise and close to a demon would not stay where he was and wait for Will to come to his door.

But Sally was an unexpected little surprise.

Back at the hotel, he learned that Sally hadn't eaten yet, so he ordered takeaway for Sally.

"How did you know I was coming to Florence? Hannibal told you?"

Will opened the cabinet in the guest room, luckily there was a spare quilt, he took it out and spread it on the floor beside the bed.

Sally was a girl, she didn't understand, and Will couldn't understand.

The enticing aroma of food filled the air.

There are also things that Sally likes to eat in human food, such as ice cream, such as any food related to meat.

Will obviously knew Sally's tastes and ordered what Sally liked.

"Sally doesn't want to mention him for now."

Having trouble?

This is very novel.

After the incident with Will, Sally rarely came to Will on her own initiative, but before everything happened, the kitten did have the habit of coming to Will whenever she had a conflict with Hannibal.

Events in Baltimore didn't seem to cast a shadow over the kitty's innocent blue eyes.

However, some things happen and there is no going back.

He always remembered that rainy night, the appearance of this innocent child threatening him with a knife, his fierce and decisive aura was very much like Hannibal.

This is not a very good discovery, Will has been avoiding the last thing he wants to see, but it is still happening before his eyes.

Feeling very bad.

Will tentatively touched Sally's ears, the kitten only looked up at him, and did not slap his hand away. The clear and bright blue eyes were penetrating and calm, and the innocence and indifference of small animals intertwined in Sally's eyes. Here, there is no sense of incongruity.

It seemed that the kitten knew exactly what Will was thinking.

But human thinking is so complicated that a cat can't guess all of them, no matter how smart it is.

Will smiled.

"It's cold outside, so stay here tonight."

Will spread the quilt on the floor, of course, that's where he slept.

The snow in Florence seems to have no tendency to stop, and there is a lot of white falling outside.

Kitten stood in a daze in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. She looked at her mobile phone from time to time. The black screen seemed to have annoyed Sally, and she sulked for no reason.

Your cat has run away from home, why not call?Why not come to her?

Hannibal used to go out to find Sally who ran away from home!

Sally was even used to getting caught outside Will's house, but not this time.

"It's not fair!!"

Sally rubbed her face angrily, "Why is Sally angry outside and he is happy at home alone?!"

No, Hannibal wasn't happy.

"It's obviously his fault this time!! It's his fault!! Sally is not wrong!!"

Sally was wronged and looked for approval, she looked at Will: "Isn't Sally still good?"

Will: ...

He probably knew why Sally came to him.

Although the reason is very unpleasant.

"Am I taking you back?"

Will suggested.

But Sally's answer was also expected by Will.

Sally vetoed it straight away, as if the little girl who hesitated in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows just now was not her, she got on the bed decisively, covered the quilt, and showed a puffy little face.

"Don't go back tonight, let him sleep alone! Make him mad!"

Will: ...

Although Sally stayed, Will wasn't happy.

Sally is Hannibal's cat, no doubt about it.

It was Will who pushed Sally to Hannibal himself, even though Will had no idea what he was missing at the time.

It's too late to know now.

Strange environment, strange temperature, Sally didn't sleep well all night, she was always having broken dreams, in the dream there was a little milk cat when she was a grown-up self, and a man in a suit who cleaned the cat's fur Nibal, he always reprimanded Sally, he taught Sally etiquette.

He was strict with Sally, perhaps subconsciously determined from the very beginning that Sally would always be by his side.

Always travel alone, even the devil will be alone.

Sally can be cute, fierce, masturbating and warming the bed, Hannibal has earned it.

He shouldn't have made Sally angry.

Not to mention not coming out to look for Sally.

Sally turned her face to the window, looking at the snowy day. Wasn't Hannibal worried that his cat would fall into the snowdrift and be unable to get out.

Will really be frozen pussy dry.

Sally, who had been thinking like this all night, finally fell into a deep sleep in the early morning.

Maybe the family conflicts will be separated overnight, and unexpected results will be obtained.

But after one night.

A case of non-existence occurred in a church in Florence.

Similar to the previous case, the only difference is that the whole body of this corpse exudes the smell of special spices and is wrapped under a layer of blood-stained oil paper.

A scepter stood on the ground, its sharp tip pierced through the corpse, looking from a distance, it looked like a beating red heart.

Many police officers took a look and vomited for half an hour.

Pazzi also had an ugly face, and there was an indescribably strange fragrance in the air.

Will received Patsy's call at nine o'clock in the morning. He was sitting in front of the sofa, looking at the email in his notebook, the information Alana sent him.

Patsy told him the killer had committed another crime.

Will subconsciously looked towards the bed.

There was a small bulge, the curtains were open, the sun was dazzling, and the girl writhed on the bed for a while.

Will gets up, trying to draw the curtains so that Sally can get some more sleep.

But the little girl has already opened her eyes, but the blue eyes are dazed and out of focus, and she can only vaguely see the figure beside the bed. She thought it was Hannibal in a dull way. .”

Will pursed his lips.

Sally was still wearing yesterday's shirt, and only her coat was on the back of the chair.

Hannibal never let Sally sleep in her day clothes, and Sally's pajamas occupied a compartment in the closet.

Just once last night.

Hannibal is really strict.

"Is this how Hannibal helps you dress?"

Will sighed and put on Sally's coat and socks, feeling like he was babysitting.

Sally rubbed her eyes and stretched a little, only to remember that she ran away from home last night, and she was in a hotel with Will.

Sally hasn't stayed in a hotel yet.

The little girl shook her messy hair, went to wash up obediently, then took a comb, stood at the door and looked at Will.

Will frowned: "What's the matter, Sally."

"comb hair."

Sally looked innocent: "Sally doesn't know how to comb her hair, can you help Sally comb her hair?"

Will was dumbfounded for a moment. He took the comb, looked at the little girl's beautiful white hair, and didn't know where to start. He tried to comb it a few times, but he didn't know how to tie it up.

Sally waited for a long time, her hair was scattered on her shoulders, and the little girl lowered her head and played with her hair.

Hannibal was very good at combing his hair. After a while, Sally was a god, so Hannibal tied a ponytail, and occasionally braided Sally's hair.

He is very dexterous with his hands.

He can hold a knife and hold a girl's hair.

Oh no.

It's just that she didn't go back all night, and Sally wanted to shovel shit.

The author has something to say: When I wrote that Will actually got Calvin, God won’t let me give the male second role ('-'*)