[Comprehensive] Cute Pet Diary

[Compared to world peace, she wants money very much. 】

【Owner: Su Su (Bounty Hunter)】

Mycroft Holmes has had a lot of things lately, which made him a little sad.So sad that this morning he got up to wash up, only to find that his hairline in the mirror had receded non-strategicly again.

He had no choice but to adjust the arc of his eyebrows again and again in front of the blacked-out mobile phone screen on the way to work, so that when others looked at him, he would draw attention to his brows instead of the upper hairline .

It didn't work out well though.

Now when everyone looks at him, they first look at the eyebrows and then the hairline.He recently considered whether to grow a Marx-style beard.This one is probably more attractive.

Ever since it was confirmed and announced that the king of Wakanda was going to visit the UK, the bad news has continued every day.

First, my uncute younger brother jumped off a building and turned into a cat and was adopted by two women, and then the mi5 data background under his jurisdiction was hacked by hackers and used to save her little lover. Then someone received information that the famous bounty hunter Gray Pigeon wanted to exchange His Majesty's head for money...

Trouble is always inevitable.

Fortunately, the biggest trouble from his younger brother has been resolved smoothly, and he also kidnapped a top hacker lady to work for him. He handles both.

But he was still wrong, God did not let him go.

That night, the agents guarding His Majesty the King informed him that the Antler God had attacked His Majesty the King and his bodyguards.

"...Antler God?" Mycroft was a little confused.

His first reaction was the hammer god who once smashed Greenwich to pieces, and then the subdued evil god he saw on the New York news... the worrying hairline.

The same is a fallen person in Tianya, let him share joys and sorrows with the evil god for 30 seconds.

After sharing weal and woe, he scratched his hair for the next trouble.

The corrupt country that has just left the EU is in great need of new allies, and the mysterious richest country in the world is a good choice.

And now, His Majesty the King of the richest country in the world has disappeared in London.

The background music is the sound of money slipping away.

There is also the sound of crumbling official positions.

Mycroft wiped a bitter tear for himself.

Just when he rarely became anxious, someone gave information: "His Majesty the King has been found!"

"Where?"

"In Trafalgar Square!"

"how is he?"

"Have a good laugh."

"Laughing..."

It's really scary that His Majesty the King, whose head was offered with a reward, can still smile happily after disappearing once.

Mycroft was expressionless.

He felt that there was no wave in his heart, and he even wanted to laugh.

This directly led to the shooting in the most famous square in the country, but there were no casualties. He has always maintained an extremely natural and decent smile.Whoever saw it felt chills down the back.

Until, his subordinates came to tell him such a sentence.

"...Sir, His Majesty the King is drinking milk tea at Baker Street."

"... Going to drink alone?"

"Agent Elizabeth Ledford said... to Gray Dove herself."

"..."

It's scary that His Majesty is drinking milk tea with a killer who wants his head.

Mycroft was expressionless.

He felt that there was no wave in his heart, and he couldn't laugh at all.

Late night on Valentine's Day, Baker Street East.

An suv was parked on the side of the road. Apart from the paint, even the glass was black.

Hei Panther was standing in front of the car, and two tall and sexy women who got out of the car were listening to his orders respectfully.

Under the street lamp at the corner not far away, Su Su stepped on the curbstone with the toes of her small leather boots, shaking it up and down little by little.The harmless smile was still on her face, but she looked bored.

Hei Panther went to the car and changed into casual clothes, and when he came out, Su Su was still under the street lamp.But she wasn't alone, there was a little boy wearing a modified priest's outfit standing in front of her, holding flowers of various colors in his arms.

A little curious, he waved his hand to let his subordinates who were worried about him leave first, and then walked over.

The little boy was trying his best to sell his flowers to Su Su, and his eyes were moist, but Su Su just looked at him and smiled, not talking, let alone buying flowers.

That's right, she can't even pay for a cup of milk tea, so she still buys flowers?

T'Challa felt what seemed to be a smile on his face, and then he heard his own voice say, "How much?"

After all the flowers in his arms were bought in one go, the little boy's face, which was a little flushed from the cold, became even more rosy.He eagerly wanted to say something: "First, sir, you are very generous, yours, yours..." He quickly glanced at Su Su, "Very beautiful."

T'Challa was taken aback.Of course he understood what that "..." meant, but he just looked at Su Su uneasily.

She didn't even look at Hua.

T'Challa had to say, "No, I just want you to hurry up."

"Ah, thank you... kind sir." The little boy blushed even more, and buried his head deeply.

Su Su curled her lips: "Milk tea."

"...Yes, yes, yes." T'Challa was also good-tempered, and turned to leave, but was held by the little boy.

"Okay, kind sir," the little boy said timidly, "our school will have a charity sale tomorrow, can you come and see it?"

"Bazaar?" T'Challa was curious, "Did you make something yourself and sell it?"

"No, our whole school is going to sell it..." As he said that, the little boy lowered his head embarrassingly, "If you're interested, our school is just north of Baker Street—"

T'Challa wanted to listen to what he had to say, but was pulled away by the back collar: "Why don't you hurry up?"

In desperation, T'Challa failed to give the little boy any reply, and could only be dragged away by Su Su.After walking away, he looked back at the little boy.

The little boy was facing them, his back was lonely, and he walked to one side.

The milk tea shop is in the middle of Baker Street, just a short walk away.Although it was late, this small shop was still open, and there were quite a few customers, and like them, they all appeared in pairs.

Su Su looked familiar with the clerk, he smiled and nodded to each other when he entered the door.She also took the flowers in T'Challa's arms by surprise and gave them to the clerk.

She smiled and said, "Long time no see, you look more and more beautiful. Happy Valentine's Day."

The clerk was blushing by her smile and the act of borrowing flowers to present Buddha: "Thank you, you too, Valentine's Day-oh, I wish you and this gentleman a happy Valentine's Day."

T'Challa: "..."

Misunderstood by the second person.

Well, that's a good misunderstanding.

Su Su ordered royal pearl milk tea, and T'Challa felt that he didn't need to sleep tonight, so he ordered coffee.

The clerk suggested that it is better not to drink pure coffee at such a late hour, so he calmly changed it to a cup of coffee milk cap.

While waiting for the milk tea to be served, Su Su sat loosely across from T'Challa, brushed up her hair that had been deliberately covering her face, and took out a tissue to casually wipe off the three scratches on her face.

"That's not what I did," T'Challa said.

Su Su nodded: "Oh, yes, it wasn't you who did it, it was just a big cat who was dressed like you, had the same mist as you, and had the same skills as you."

"...You still don't believe it."

"Believe it or not," Su Su said with a smile, "Anyway, I will still want your head."

"You are so short of money?" T'Challa asked. "Have you considered what kind of chaos will happen between Wakanda and European countries if I die?"

"I've thought about it." Su Su smiled and blinked.

Then why... T'Challa frowned.

He saw Su Su opened his coat, took out the cigarette case and lighter from the inner pocket, lit the cigarette skillfully, and took a deep breath obsessively.

The last puff of smoke that had traveled around in Su Su's lungs spewed out, flying all over T'Challa's face.This made him frown even deeper.

"Your Majesty, if you are killed here, maybe Europe will be in chaos," Su Su looked at his unhappy face with a smile, shook the cigarette in his hand, and said the next sentence slowly, "But I want money more than world peace."

"...If you're short of money, I can—" Before T'Challa finished speaking, Su Su rolled up her cuffs with a smile, revealing her left arm, which was very white.

T'Challa glanced subconsciously, and had to look again after the glance.

On Su Su's very white arm, the circular scalded wounds were neatly arranged in a straight line.The scars on the farther wrists look fresher, and the last one is even scabbed over.

Then he watched in astonishment as Su Su squeezed the cigarette, and pressed the end with sparks on the scabbed scar.With quick eyesight and quick hands, he grabbed her hand and stopped this self-harming behavior that made people feel painful.

"Are you sick?" T'Challa glared at her.Those scars hurt to look at.

"Hey," Su Su waved his hand indifferently, but couldn't break free from T'Challa's hand, "Isn't there no ashtray, and the milk tea is here."

T'Challa had long heard the sound of the high-heeled shoes of the clerk coming from behind him, but it wasn't until Su Su threw away the cigarette that he took his hand back as if nothing had happened, and raised his head to thank the clerk.

He gulped down the warm coffee and looked straight at Su Su.The latter was so stared at that he had no choice but to throw the cigarette case on the table and said, "Well, well, at least I won't smoke until you walk out of the store."

T'Challa said, "I can see why your dog is afraid of you."

You crazy.

Su Su shrugged: "Don't look at me like that, I'm just cruel to myself, but I love tofu very much."

T'Challa didn't speak, but agreed with her.She was indeed gentle with him in his feline state, and she was also gentle with Granny Xi Na in the abandoned pet shelter.

He didn't know what to say next, so he had to drink his coffee silently.

Sue Sue was circling in the cup with the straw in his hand.

After she was suddenly taken aback, she sat up straight in her relaxed sitting posture: "Oops, I've been positioned."

"What's wrong?" T'Challa asked.

"It's nothing, it's just that my dear ex-partner contacted me suddenly and confirmed my location by the way." Su Su lowered her head and said helplessly, "She should be looking for you."

"Looking for me?" T'Challa was full of doubts, "How did she contact you?"

There is no sound of any mobile phones, and there are no people behaving strangely nearby.

"That's it...that's it." Su Su smiled and raised his head, looking at T'Challa innocently.

T'Challa keenly noticed something was wrong: "Your eyes..."

One of her eyes had turned black and was very bright, in stark contrast to her distinctly brown fox eyes.

While the other eye was looking straight at him, the black eye was circling around the store before finally looking at him.

Someone was looking at him from across the wrong eye.

Techara moved his hand, but Su Su waved his hand helplessly: "Really, if she continued to cooperate with me in this business, Your Majesty, your head would have been mine long ago."

After finishing speaking, she stood up, drank the sweet royal milk tea in one gulp, took a step back, and raised a sly smile: "Your Majesty, I have to go, as soon as the pointer passes twelve o'clock, I will find another chance to be with you." There is a hole in your head, remember to buy this house and decorate it as Winnie the Pooh and give it to me, I will look at Winnie the Pooh's face and make you die more like a king."

"... Then I have to thank you?"

Su Suhao waved his hand angrily: "Thank you for what, it's a small thing."

T'Challa: "..."

Su Su raised her left hand, and just about to snap her index finger and thumb, she seemed to suddenly remember something, and asked, "By the way, has Your Majesty seen the cat I'm holding?"

T'Challa was silent for a moment, and finally decided to tell her the truth: "...Actually, I am that cat."

Su Su stared at him and asked seriously: "Does this coffee contain alcohol?"

T'Challa: "...I'm not drunk! I'm telling the truth."

"Don't be funny," Su Su shook her hand in disbelief, "How can a big man become a cat?"

"..." It's hard to say!

T'Challa couldn't resist asking her: "That cat is important to you?"

Su Su nodded: "I like him." Su Su, who was in a hurry to leave, didn't even pay attention to the embarrassing face of the person opposite, just smiled and said "I'll kill him next time we meet", and then disappeared in the shop.

Looking at the unfinished coffee, T'Challa frowned, sat in the chair and stared at the empty chair opposite for a while.

When the electronic watch in the store rang at zero o'clock, he picked up the coffee and drank it down.He was going to get up to check out, but when he looked up, the shop assistant was already standing opposite him, looking at him with a smile.

T'Challa keenly sensed that something was wrong.

Although he was in a trance just now, his nerves were still very alert, but he didn't hear the sound of high heels hitting the ground when the shop assistant came over.

He couldn't help squinting his eyes: "How much should I pay?"

The clerk smiled: "Oh, just give as much as you have, anyway..."

Her smile became weird, and when she raised her hand, green light flashed across her fingertips.T'Challa screamed that it was not good, and pushed the chair to back up, but it was too late.

The green light instantly annihilated him.

T'Challa wanted to scream.

Let him buy this store first!