Baker Street Grocery Store [Comprehensive]

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"Blake! Manny! I brought you a present! Come and see, do you like it!"

Hearing the sound, Manny and Blake, who were discussing the rent, turned their heads to look at the door, and saw a beautiful woman, graceful and graceful, but she was carrying a large shepherd dog on her shoulders, and she was smiling and asking for credit. looked at them both.

Manny thought the picture was a little too beautiful.

Blake slapped the table: "Dog Meat Hot Pot!!"

Clara's eyes lit up: "Good idea!"

Manny: "..." This looks like a pet dog that someone cherishes very much. If you eat it, you will be beaten...

Obviously Clara was just joking, and didn't really intend to eat the collie.He lifted the large dog on his shoulder with one hand and threw it to the ground. The dog let out a "wow" and then lay down obediently, staring at Clara with hanging eyes, and carefully observed the unfamiliar environment. He was terrified when he came out.

Clara squeezed her shoulders like a normal person, and walked towards the two of them.

Manny was still unbelievably stiff: "Clara, is that collie alive?"

"Should be alive..." Clara glanced back, and the shepherd immediately changed its direction and lay on its stomach, not wanting to look at the female hooligan who kept whipping him with slippers.After confirming, Clara smiled, "Look, she's still alive."

"..." Manny hesitated, "Isn't it heavy?"

"fine--"

"Don't be surprised," Black interrupted Clara's explanation, "she was born with supernatural powers. I remember when we lived in the community together, on the first day we moved in, she carried a wardrobe and went up to the sixth floor in one breath."

Clara: "..." That's right, from then on, everyone in the whole building kept her away, and the handsome guy downstairs turned his head and ran away when he saw her.

That's why she didn't want to go in with a Christmas tree on her back at Christmas!

Blake flipped through the messy ledger, glanced at the honest collie, and asked, "What does this thing mean?"

"This thing?" Clara couldn't help scolding him. "Does he have a name? His name is—"

It's over, I seem to have forgotten to ask Winslow the name of the shepherd dog...

"What's your name?" Manny was also curious.

Anyway, it's just a name, and it's not a big deal, so Clara said casually, "Well, his name is Homer."

"Oh," Blake pursed his lips, "strange name."

"How strange is that name!" Clara immediately retorted, "His master is named Winslow, and his name is Homer. There is also a painter in the United States named Winslow Homer!"

Blake had a strange expression: "Winslow?"

Manny was also surprised: "He still has a master?"

"Winslow is on a business trip," Clara explained. "He put his dog in foster care with me. I don't know how to take care of canines, so I brought them here for you to help."

Blake: "...I look like someone who can take care of canines?"

Clara patted him on the shoulder and suggested seriously: "This is just an opportunity, you can learn from it."

At first glance, this logic seems to be correct, but why don't you learn it yourself? !After all, the owner of the shepherd dog is not his friend!Manny is very caring, and has already gone to collect food for the sheepdog, oh no, Manny has always been very caring——

"You didn't put this Homer here because of Manny, did you?" Blake said with a scowling face.

Clara smiled mysteriously, whether to see through or not, this is social art~

Black was about to condemn Clara for being cheeky, but he saw a taxi parked outside through the window, and the taxi driver had already got off and stood in front of the front of the car, repairing the engine. It should be that the car broke down.

This is not surprising, but the driver looks familiar.

Blake stared out the window and asked Clara, "That old gentleman seems familiar..."

"That's right." Clara said with a smile, "That old gentleman is the one who gave you the book last time. He was the owner of the bookstore that failed to open on Charing Street before."

"I rented him the house in the suburbs after that." Clara said helplessly, "but the money you paid him for the books couldn't fully cover the rent—"

"You are so cruel to the old man!" Black looked at Clara condemningly, "Why don't you lower the rent?"

Clara rolled her eyes: "The old gentleman is a stubborn gentleman. If you make him feel that he is being treated specially, it will make him feel worse than not being able to pay the rent." Clara shrugged, "So I introduced him I work in a taxi company, and I have free time." Of course, he occasionally came to play as his own driver.

Blake said, "...I still think you're shameless."

Clara still had that smiling expression.

Looking at the time, and thinking of the text message Boss sent her, Clara couldn't help but sigh, and said to Black sincerely: "Black, although you are not very good, I must say that the few minutes with you is a good thing. I have spent the happiest few minutes in the past two days..." Clara said regretfully, "but I had to go."

Black waved his hand generously. When they were neighbors in the past, Clara often had this kind of situation where she would leave after a disagreement, and he was used to it.

"Manny!" Blake turned his head and yelled at him, "Stop teasing the dog, go to the kitchen and find me a kitchen knife, extra meal today! Extra meal! Hot pot!"

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Homer on the ground seemed to tremble a bit, and looked at Clara psychically, as if to say - take me away.

But it wasn't Clara's own dog.

Clara thought rather viciously, since his existence is only used to threaten Winslow, it doesn't matter for the whole time.

So Clara smiled and said to the Collie, "Oh, dear Homer, rejoice! You're a free man now—oh no, a free dog."

After saying goodbye to Manny, Clara went out. The driver understood and sat back in the driver's seat.

She said politely: "Thank you for waiting, Mr. Downey, next, let's go to the 'old place'."

"Okay." As usual, the old gentleman didn't show any dissatisfaction, he picked a topic at random, and asked instead: "Miss Clara, I'm sorry to ask, is that big shepherd dog you're working on?" Where did you find it?"

"After all," said the old man, "it looks like a very well-loved pet dog."

"Oh, don't get me wrong, I didn't steal it!" Clara said seriously, "It's just a small punishment for someone, um...of course the shepherd dog is innocent, but his master hurt him." my sister."

The old gentleman was surprised this time: "Sister?"

"yes……"

Speaking of this, Clara hesitated for a while. She was very worried about Louise's current situation, but in her situation, it was impossible to stay by Louise's side all the time, and there was no one she could trust.

But this Mr. Downey is not the kind of person who is particularly curious, maybe he can...

"It's like this, sir," Clara begged, "I really can't leave because of something, and I'm very worried about my sister's situation, can you do me a favor..."

The more she spoke, the lower her voice was, after all, she was not used to begging for help like this.

"Would you like to take care of your sister for you?" The old man was very considerate, "No problem, Miss Clara, but your sister doesn't know me, I'm afraid she won't let me take care of her, why don't you call her first? "

Clara shook her head and said with a wry smile: "She...she is in a deep coma in the hospital now, why would she get up and question you...you just need to tell me that her condition has changed, nothing else will matter."

The old man glanced at Clara, without worrying the worried lady for too long, and said, "Okay, you can tell me the address, I will go and see... If your sister's hospitalization is because of the owner of the shepherd dog, Then he must be punished."

"Yeah," Clara turned her head and looked out of the window, not wanting to be seen by the old man with her gloomy expression, so she said sullenly: "Besides, I just took his pet dog away to give him Just a little lesson."

Of course it won't be that simple, Winslow's injuries to his hands and feet are enough for him to bear.

Who let Winslow get close to Louise first with an excuse, and then wasted the rare trust that Louise gave him, but in the end, he didn't know what he did to Louise, and she was still lying in the hospital dying.

Winslow solved the traces very neatly. Clara didn't know what Louise's illness was. Only the bottle of red wine could be the object of suspicion.

——According to the doctor, Louise's illness didn't develop in a day or two. Even if the doctor was ignored, it was just her own observation. It wasn't the first time that Louise told Clara about her lethargy...

Then, think about it in another way. If it is her who wants to make someone seriously ill and hide herself well, then the first way to consider must be to give that person chronic drugs, which requires enough trust, first of all let the other party let go of their guard, so show weakness——

Nothing softens a girl's heart more than a broken-up lawyer who gets dumped by a scumbag—yes, that Christmas.

A good move by Winslow.

But this step-by-step style made Clara a little curious.

According to the previous farce at Winslow’s house, Winslow should not have stepped into her trap as long as she has more experience—oh, of course it’s not that her trap is not smart, her trap must be the best, but ...and he fell into the trap too quickly.

So she thought, what Winslow said about being "forced to be helpless" is probably true, and it is very likely that from the very beginning, Winslow pestered her in every possible way until Louise was seriously ill and admitted to the hospital. It is estimated that it was all written by the manipulator behind Winslow.

……

The "old place" where I met the Boss arrived soon, Clara said goodbye to old Mr. Downey without thinking about it, and got out of the car with the precious hosta.

Boss seemed not interested in her two days without hearing from her, so he asked, "Did you really get the jade hairpin?"

Clara didn't have the heart to make jokes as usual, and took the jade hairpin out of her pocket bluntly, as if obedient and honest.

Boss must have many people who are talented in appraising treasures. In short, the jade hairpin has never been in the hands of Boss. He put the box prepared for her by the old Mr. Clarato aside, and began to talk to Clara earnestly: "There is something I'm afraid you have to know about it, I hope you won't be sad because of it..."

Now there is nothing that can make her more sad.

Clara thought to herself, these two days seem to be poisoned, everything is not going well, and she is too busy.

"Uh," the Boss hesitated for a moment, and finally chose to give up, waving his hands and said to Clara, "Go and find Yao Sulin, you'll know when you see her."

so mysterious?

Clara frowned, and left the boss's office honestly, going to the only place where hostages lived. Why did she say she knew Yao Sulin when she saw her?Know what?

Yao Sulin won't confess her love to her...

Clara let go of her thoughts wildly, guessing rather wickedly.

Knowing Yao Sulin's room from the administrator, Clara walked there step by step.

The hostages are specially placed here, and the narrow, long, and gray corridors give people a strong sense of gloom. Although the outside is not very good, the environment inside is definitely comfortable, at least better than the ones she lived in when she first came in. The place is much better.

Walking to room 027, Clara knocked on the door, opened the door and walked in. Yao Sulin was sitting with her back to her, not knowing what she was looking at.

Clara took a step forward and asked, "Sulin?"

The person in front of him trembled, and then slowly turned around. When he looked at Clara, he was indifferent and distant, with a hint of sarcasm.