[Comprehensive British and American] Chaoying Pet Shop

Batball crawled out of Strawberry Cat's nest, took out the hook gun, and shot towards the stairs.

New York gets dark quickly in winter. After he slept for 3 hours, the sky outside the window was already dark.The rain and snow slapped on the window sill, and I felt chills just by looking at it.

But the lights in the clinic are already on.

On the table on the first floor are exquisite appetizers, next to the lined up toy dishes, and each person has a bottle of juice. The dishes show delicious colors under the light.The dogs in the clinic are very sensible, and they don’t go to the table. They put their heads on the dining chair and wait eagerly for the owner to feed them.

The bat ball suddenly froze.

He vaguely felt that when he was six or seven years old, he had seen such a scene when he jumped down the stairs on the second floor of Wayne Mansion.

"Go down."

Joward, with his apron still tied around his neck, took the sugar peas out of the kitchen, and at a glance saw the cat standing on the dining chair, with its paws outstretched, and started squirming at the dishes again.

He touched the butt of the cheap cat, and the cheap cat ran away with an "ow".

Except for the cheap cats, the cats and dogs in the clinic have gradually become familiar with the existence of Qiuqiu.

The little spider played with the little cihuamao.He shrinks himself into a very small ball first, attracting the little cihuamao to come over curiously and sniff.

Little Spider: "Bah!"

He suddenly opened his hands and feet, like a ball that suddenly blossomed.

"Wow~!"

The little cihuamao was so frightened that the whole milk cat stood up, and opened its two meaty claws following him.The little spider giggled happily, rolled itself into a ball again, and prepared to scare it again.

The appetizers were all set up, and the balls quickly came to take their seats.

Although he knew that the little cloak didn't need to eat, Joward found that if he didn't care about it, it would be closed in the trash can all day long, and Joward had to take it out to wash it again and again.

So the little cloak also has a place.Joward also wore a rag bib on the collar of his little cloak, hoping that by doing so he would not feel so abandoned.

Lightning Ball held the bottle cap in both hands, smiling: "Cheers—"

The bottle cap was not held firmly, and the juice poured on his head.

Lightning Ball: "...qxq"

He groaned, grabbed a tissue and ran into Joward's arms, letting the little doctor gently dry his little head.

Tonini had a sudden thought: "Why don't we take a group photo?"

As he spoke, he sent the same words to Joward's phone.

Captain America: "Take a photo?"

Tonini: "Keep a souvenir? Don't worry, I will let J encrypt and save it, and we can take it out to see and laugh at each other in the future."

None of them thought about "in the future". As soon as the word was uttered, everyone was stunned to varying degrees.

However, Qiuqiuchao quickly reacted and praised the venue: "Okay!"

So, Tonini put the little armor's head on the table, adjusted the camera angle, and ran to Joe Ward with the other balls.

The little cloak with the bib looked left and right, and also flew over, squeezed among the balls.

Joe Ward smiled at the camera: "Family~"

Balls: "Family~~~~!"

... To Joe Ward, the "Family" is just a bunch of miscellaneous calls.

However, when the tin can armor projected the photo in the air, everyone felt very satisfied, and some picky ones—especially Tonini—began to have the butler smooth their skin.

Joe Ward looked at the photo, holding a bunch of balls in his hands, with all kinds of cat and dog heads sticking out behind him.The balls who called "Family" were all smiling - only the bat ball didn't open its mouth.

"It's good that this boss is willing to take a group photo, I can't ask for more."

Joward thought to himself, looking at the small tin can with joy and saving the group photo.

……

In the week before the hamster ball upgrade was completed, Joe Ward barely had a carefree life.

...If you ignore that he has to be doubled by the US team or the bat for 20 minutes every day.

The days of being rubbed on the floor were too bitter, and Joe Ward wanted to quietly work on the system:

"2-3, is there any function that can enhance the ability to resist attacks..."

System indifference: "No, host. The core function of the [Time Quantification] system is time exchange, the function required by the host, and the subsystem [gene chain upgrade] and [power enhancement] can meet it."

At the end it said: "But the host picked me up, unless I die, I can't unbind."

Joe Ward: "..."

During this period of time, it is very frequent to help the superheroes restore their bodies. Joward often has to communicate with the system. If there is too much communication, the system will sometimes take the initiative to ask questions.

System: "Why did the host call me 2-3?"

Joe Ward: "Aren't you [time quantified 2-3]? Or am I misremembering... 2-4?"

System: "The numbering of the subsystems is to facilitate the classification and identification of the main system. The host does not need to record the number, just call me 'system'."

Joe Ward: "Don't you have more than 3 trillion subsystems? Just want to give you a memorable name."

System: "No host will give the subsystem a name."

Joward felt that this artificial mentally retarded man always had a bit of a brain in a strange place: "Now that you have it, you're called 2-3."

The system stopped nagging.

2-3.

It puts the name that belongs to it into the database.When searching for the storage location in the huge database, a new "idea" came up:

The host said the name represented "I".

Who is that "I"?

From the moment this "idea" was born, it was completely differentiated from the more than 3 trillion subsystems.

……

The day the lead shielding inside the hamster ball was nearing completion, Joward got another call from BAU.

"We checked the address you provided."

This time it was JJ calling.

"The family is suspected of long-term child abuse. The two adults have been controlled by us, but we have not found the child."

That kid turned himself into smoke, Joward thought silently.

JJ: "If you have any information on that kid, please let us help. His parents have a very strange disease... organs are failing all the time, time may be numbered."

Joe Ward: "Okay."

He had just finished a special training session with Batman, and he was lying dead on the clinic sofa with a bruise on his forehead.

After answering the call, he couldn't lie down a little bit.

Joe Ward found out the address of the little boy's home again.

The first time he went there in the Batmobile, this time he got on the subway and squeezed for nearly four to five ten minutes before finally reaching his destination with difficulty.

Ordinary residential buildings are no different from other residential buildings in New York.The windows on the ninth floor were closed tightly, and there was no one inside.

I don't know what happened to the orange cat.

The little doctor was wrapped in a scarf, standing downstairs thinking silently.

He only stood for 5 minutes, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a cloud of light gray smoke, crawling imperceptibly along the ground to the alley behind the residential building.

Joward followed into the alley.The little boy was standing there waiting for him.

Compared with the last time we met, the little boy's ability was much stronger - his gray smoke became so light that it was almost hard to detect with the naked eye.

But his clothes were even more tattered, with an unpleasant rotten smell.He was almost skinny, with horribly thin shoulders hidden under the ill-fitting worn-out coat.

Little boy: "You reported the case."

Joward nodded.

The little boy said coldly, "I told you to leave me alone."

Joward: "What's your name?"

The little boy does not speak.

Joward: "Nice to meet you, Tom. Just call me Joward."

The little boy got angry: "Hey! I don't want to call that silly cat's name."

Joe Ward: "That's Jerry. You haven't eaten in days?"

Ten minutes later, Joe Ward took Jerry to a hot meal.When he was belching his belly after eating, Joe Ward took him to a small clothing store nearby and bought him a set of warm winter clothes.

Wrapped in a thick down jacket, Jerry appeared to have a small head.He kept silent, just kept pulling his long sleeves, looking a little embarrassed.

Joe Ward: "Where do we go next?"

Jerry: "I want to watch a movie."

After speaking, he quickly said: "But I stink. I heard that movie theaters are places only rich people can afford. I guess I will be kicked out."

Joe Ward took him to a hotel to open a temporary room, let him take a hot shower.

Then they went to the cinema together and watched a cartoon.

The cartoon is the big Bugs Bunny movie.Children's laughter was everywhere in the cinema, only Jerry's tears fell silently on the back of his hand.

After watching the movie, Jerry stopped talking.He is like a little tail, following behind Joward, never leaving.

Joe Ward called BAU.Detective Emily, who has handled a large number of children's cases, contacted the public welfare homes in New York very skillfully.

Emily asked if she needed to take over, but Joward declined.

He took Jerry to the orphanage, completed the formalities, showed him the small playground in the orphanage, looked at the small library, touched the bed in the dormitory, and commented on the food in the cafeteria, as if visiting Upcoming boarding school.

Joe Ward: "I'll pick you up this weekend. There's a new movie coming out this week, but I hear there's exams here... Work hard, Jerry, your report card decides we're going to the movies this weekend, Or go to the library to make up your homework."

Jerry complained: "I have been sent to the orphanage, why do I still have to take the exam???"

Joe Ward smiled, took off his scarf and put it on for him: "Even if you are a superhero, as long as you don't grow up, you have to take the exam."

He patted the little boy's head, and just as he turned to leave, his sleeve was grabbed.

Jerry's little head was wrapped in a scarf, and his previous cold appearance fell apart. Now he is like all children, crying with snot and tears all over his face.

Jerry: "...I was so scared all the time...I wanted to kill them, but when I saw them being carried out on a stretcher...Joe, I never thought it would be so scary to kill my parents, I He also killed many, many people, and the real damn person, should it be me?"

Joward pressed his head gently into his arms.He wasn't treated like this when he was rescued, so he did it jerky, but it was obvious that his gesture greatly soothed the little boy.

"It's still too late. Forget about the system, you are no different from any other happy little boy. Even if your parents are terribly guilty, you should not be sentenced to death. Adults have special people to do this. Remember What I said? Everything is always going to be alright, starting today, your new life has begun."

The voice of the system suddenly sounded in his mind at this moment: "Warning, the host has seriously interfered with the task progress of other hosts, and will be severely punished by the main system."

Joward was simply inexplicable: "What kind of weird rule is this? He doesn't even have the freedom to withdraw?"

The system didn't say anything more.It has Joward's "criminal evidence" of violations, and knows that in less than a millisecond, this "criminal evidence" can be transmitted to the database of the main system.

But it was placed in the database, and after looking at it again and again, it was not sent out.