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

"The weather here is much better than in Florence."

The black detective silently removed his boots from the snowdrift. He looked up at the sky. The snowflakes were getting smaller and smaller, and the moonlight was shining on the white snow.

He did not come here alone. He joined forces with the local police in Florence and searched Caponi's mansion in some dishonorable way. In fact, Jack was a very effective witness.

But if Hannibal is not caught for a day, Jack can't prove that Professor Phil is Hannibal.

The bloody events in Florence had nothing to do with him, he was still the Chesapeake Ripper of Baltimore who never saw his head and tail.

But this time, Jack won't let him escape again.

Pazzi raised his binoculars and looked into the distance, "Is your news accurate?"

Cold snowflakes mixed with the smell of smoke rushed into Patsy's nose, his eyes turned away, Jack frowned tightly, entangled in heavy thoughts, noticed Patsy's strange sight, stubbed out the cigarette butt, explained: "I used to No smoking habit at work."

"I know that you, like Will, were friends with that man. It must be uncomfortable to arrest a friend with your own hands."

Pazzi thought, Will has the possibility of a potential criminal, could it be possible that you do too?Is there really a rescue for the FBI in the United States? !

Jack, who had no idea that his professionalism was being doubted, sighed, "He almost killed me, don't worry, I don't have the good character to repay evil with kindness."

"hope so."

Jack brought only two agents, and Patsy was alone and helpless. His assumptions and guesses could not be approved by the local upper echelons.

Several people entered the forest and walked deep.

The forest is full of abandoned traps laid by hunters in the early years. After the heavy snowfall, the surface is white, and when you step on it, no one knows what is at the bottom of the pit.

Patsy wanted to talk to Jack about Hannibal. His impression of that man was always in the painting "Spring". He wanted to know if Hannibal had changed over the years and what he had become .

But before he could speak, he heard a gunshot from the southeast direction.

The sound of gunfire was sudden, and the fire in the cave crackled.

Sally pricked up her ears, stood up abruptly, with a dignified expression.

That is the direction of the manor.

Grenouille stirred the fire, and the flames devoured the fish. Its eyes turned white, and its back gradually turned yellow from roasting, exuding a fishy smell.

"Sir, nothing will happen."

Sally ignored Grenouille's words, she would not allow anyone to hurt Hannibal and make her a stray cat, not even Will.

She wiped the corners of her mouth, the sweet taste of fish still remained in her mouth.

"Sally has to go back."

The kitten looked at the boy, and for the first time, she realized that this boy was not as bad as she imagined, but unfortunately, Sally didn't have time to continue to discover his beauty.

"No matter what little shady plans you and Hannibal have, with Sally, never try to deceive Sally without telling Sally, and no matter what, that bastard will never try to put Sally aside. "

The nature of cats has never been about weakness. They are brave to advance and fight, and they are not afraid of any evil forces.

Sally didn't like being concealed, maybe it was caused by the domineering possessiveness of the little animal, she felt that Hannibal shouldn't have a secret from her.

Grenouille tried to stop Sally, "If you go back to the manor now, it may disrupt the master's plan."

The boy opened his clear gray-blue eyes, and he looked at people timidly and seriously.

He blocked the entrance of the hole, Sally stopped, and the kitten's gaze became extremely aggressive. A well-behaved child also has an unruly side. She seemed to want to refute the boy's words. How could the kitten be a burden to Hannibal? She But he saved Hannibal once under Will.

Cats are no burden to anyone.

Sally twitched the corners of her mouth, raised her little neck, and hummed softly, "You don't understand."

Grenouille: "..."

This sentence is indeed very lethal.

This put Grenouille directly outside their circle.

Although, Grenouille could not integrate into them, he was always alone.

Sally was very fast, and left the cave in a blink of an eye, melting into the ice and snow.

The little lady is a cat, and cats are always very fast. Grenouille can't catch up with her.

Even if the little lady is not a cat, Grenouille will never be able to catch up with her, he can only watch her back.

Grenouille extinguished the fire, gathered his coat, walked out of the cave, and chased after the little lady's scent.

He guessed Sally's destination, he chose a shorter road, he knew more about the terrain here than Sally, outflanked Sally halfway, and stopped Sally at the gate of the manor, the boy rushed over and pulled Sally to the ground Under a tree, the snow on the tree was knocked down and buried the two of them tightly.

Grenouille covered Sally's mouth to keep her silent, and the kitten's sharp claws furiously scratched his arm fiercely.

A group of people appeared outside the manor. Jack, Patsy and others entered the manor vigilantly, but they did not find Sally under the tree.

The gate stood wide open, like a dark hole in the snow.

It smelled of decay.

Sally crawled out of the snow, spat out a mouthful of cold snow, her face was covered with snowflakes, her eyelashes were fluffy white, her lips were bright red, she stared at angry blue eyes, and grabbed Grenouille from the ground, pawed Shot over.

"Sally gives you a chance to confess!!"

Grenouille touched his red face, the boy did not resist, he looked at Sally quietly.

like a victim. .

Sally is the villain.

"Stop following!"

Sally let go of Grenouille, stamped her feet, and shook the snow off her legs.

She continued to run back, and Grenouille also quickly hugged Sally's calf, looking silent like a poor little girl, but acting decisively.

Sally was suddenly hugged by her legs, and she staggered and fell into the snow, dizzy.

"It's an order from sir."

The young man said suddenly, he blinked his eyes, and didn't dare to look at Sally, "Sir, he and his friends have something to settle, let me take you away, little lady, you...you should come with me, wait for the sun to rise, Sir will join us."

He rarely lies.

Seven points are true and three points are lies.

Sally hesitated, she didn't quite believe what Grenouille said, but it was indeed something Hannibal could do.

Only Hannibal knew that there were fish in the cave here, and he must have told Grenouille a trick to coax her.

But will the kitten be obedient?

impossible.

In this life of shoveling shit, I don't want to regain my majesty.

When would it be Sally's turn to direct the action.

Several more shots were fired inside the manor.

Sally scolded impatiently, the cat's pupils gradually revealed, the precursor of the kitten's anger, "It's impossible for Hannibal to make Sally obedient, is it up to you?"

"You're out of perfume, you can't influence Sally anymore."

It hurts when Sally is cold and heartless.

Grenouille was freed, and he squatted on the ground without moving.

The young man was lonely.

Sally was right, Grenouille is nothing without perfume.

The lights were not turned on in the manor room, Hannibal seemed to like the dark tone very much, only at the corner of the corridor, a half-burned candle was lit on the wall, with a small square of heaven and earth printed on it.

Sally didn't take the stairs, wasting time, she turned into a cat and climbed the rocks and walls and climbed to the balcony on the second floor through the window.

On the table in the small living room on the second floor, there was a pot of cold coffee and two cups with the bitter aroma of coffee.

It's Will and Hannibal.

Sally clenched her fists, took a deep breath, inhaled, inhaled, the kitten pretended to be innocent and told herself: It's okay, maybe they really just sit down quietly and talk about life, talk about ideals and have a cup of coffee?

Sally, who had just thought this way, saw a deep bullet hole in the wall in a blink of an eye.

Um, another fight over coffee?

Abigail's ideals are correct, what contradictions cannot be resolved, and then go to their dreams and freedom?

What's the point? !

Sally kicked over the chair angrily.

Kitten's fur was blown up, and it was hard to smooth it out.

Patsy and Jack are also in the manor, and Sally has to avoid them and take her shit shovel away before they find Hannibal.

The figure of the kitten can only vaguely see a white afterimage in the night.

His blue eyes glowed in the dark.

Sally guessed right, Hannibal and Will were really talking about life and ideals, the already shaken teacup was no match for Hannibal's old fritters, Will came to find an answer, a heart and heart that made him shake. The answer to the leveling off of belief.

Whatever the answer is.

Hannibal convinced him.

"You want to use this opportunity to completely break away from... Sally?!"

A cat knocks over Will's gun and grins at Hannibal between them.

Will: "..."

What a familiar picture.

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Hannibal smiled subconsciously. After all, it is very pleasant for his own children to protect him, "Sally, come."

But the kitten ignored him, and turned his back to Hannibal. The little girl was full of resentment and muttered: "It's useless to ask Sally to save you every time."

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

Will has a strange expression on his face.

Hannibal barely maintained his dignity as a shit shoveler with a half-smile.

The kitty hero saves the beauty, and Hannibal will naturally not expose the truth without interest.

There are only a few bugs in the manor.

Hannibal picked up his cat with one hand, stroked its fur, "You will meet Jack on the way back."

Will nodded hesitantly: "I know how to explain."

Will rubbed his wrist that was hurt by Sally's claws, and said softly, "I hope you won't break up because of domestic violence someday."

Sally was expressionless: "Meow meow???"

Sally nestled in Hannibal's arms, her eyes wide open, watching them silently, the cat that exploded gradually calmed down.

"Will we meet again?"

Will said this to Sally.

The kitten licked its paw, but did not answer.

She doesn't know this kind of thing either.

At the end of the dawn, the sun in the east is about to rise, and the fish belly in the sky is white with a trace of gold. At the end of the horizon, the snow on the treetops in the forest is also stained with gold.

The manor was on fire.

Jack and Patsy didn't even see Hannibal's face. They fled the manor to avoid the fire, and met a thinly dressed boy outside the door.

He had beautiful, lonely gray-blue eyes.

Will turned over from the window, a little embarrassed, he seemed to be injured, and a few bullets in the gun were missing, he told Jack.

"Hannibal is dead."

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