"Russell Benjamin...was it he who asked you about me this afternoon?"
A majestic and burly figure sat in a high-backed chair, with the curtains tightly drawn on the window behind him. In the corner of the large desk in front of him stood a swaying candle. The weak and dim candlelight illuminated the man's chest, but could not reach it. his cheek.
The trembling Hilton Mobilai stood opposite the desk, as if he was afraid of men, and said tremblingly: "Yes... yes, his name is Russell Benjamin! I think he must know about the werewolf, the club The underground darkroom is sealed with mud, this matter must be related to him!"
"But... Mr. Butler... you must help me! If Russell Benjamin is not dealt with as soon as possible, my existence may be exposed!"
Squeak...
The door suddenly opened, and in the gloomy darkness, a cat meowed. A black cat with four feet on the snow walked into the room with elegant cat steps, ignoring Hilton Moby standing in the center of the room, and went straight to the desk. , jumped on the burly man's knees, and lay down.
His broad palm slowly stroked the black cat's head and teased its jaw. After a long time, the man said in a deep voice: "I will handle this matter, you go ahead."
Hearing this, Hilton Mobile breathed a sigh of relief and bowed to the man, "Then I'll take my leave."
After Hilton Moby came and left, the man was silent for a long time. He opened the drawer and looked at the three long white, red and black wires in the drawer. He grabbed the white one and pulled it gently.
A few minutes later, a short, thin, dwarf-like figure wearing a pointed hat entered the room and asked in a sharp and strange voice: "You are looking for me."
"Take care of Hilton Mobile," the man said.
The dwarf gave an incomprehensible sneer, said nothing, and retreated into the darkness and disappeared.
"Meow~"
The black cat lying on his knees suddenly stood up, and its head moved back and forth in the man's arms. The man behaved very patiently, petting it and grabbing the bell on the corner of the table to ring.
Jingle Bell--
Jingle Bell--
The person who came to the room this time was a simple and low-key man carrying a shotgun and wearing a gray woolen coat. He had a woman's cigarette that was about to burn out in his mouth. There was a red "M" printed on the butt of the cigarette, like a young man. The product of the workshop.
"Go and keep an eye on Russell Benjamin, pay attention to his every move, if you find any problems, report them to me in time.... Don't throw cigarette butts on my carpet."
The man holding a cigarette spread his hands and said, "You have the final say."
After saying that, the man spit out the cigarette butt on the carpet with a sound of "poof". In the blink of an eye, the cigarette butt burned a black hole on the expensive wool carpet. The next second, a pair of dirty leather shoes were stamped on it. After twisting it hard twice, the owner of the leather shoes left the room while humming.
Watching the other party go away, the burly man's face was expressionless, as if he had been accustomed to the other party's style. These murderers who licked blood on the tip of the knife were difficult to manage. They rarely cared about anything that could hire them and assign tasks. , it’s already not easy.
"Russell Benjamin...."
Repeating the name in a low voice, the burly man was lost in thought and didn't notice the black cat sneaking out of the room. Cats are creatures that will nuzzle you when they like them. When they don't want to be with you, you can't find them at all. to it.
The black cat left the room and shuttled through the maze-like corridor. There were countless rooms here. Each room had a closed door and was divided into three colors: white, red, and black. When passing by, a shrill howl would often be heard inside. scream.
Like some mental patient going crazy.
Or a domesticated wild beast.
The black cat walked through the room area and passed by a brightly lit laboratory. Through the crack in the door, it saw a group of figures in white coats busy in front of the operating table, and blood was dripping like mud. It fell to the ground, accompanied by the squeaking sound of the iron saw rubbing against the bones.
After just one glance, Black Cat lost interest in the scene in the laboratory. He turned around and ran up the stairs, and came to an iron gate in a zigzag manner. The guard responsible for guarding the iron gate opened the iron gate immediately when he saw Black Cat. , release.
After passing through the iron gates, the black cat finally returned to the ground. It turned into the alley, jumped on the wooden box, and climbed along the pipe to the roof. The sky was filled with thick gray fog, and the moon could not be seen, only the hazy white light.
"Meow meow!"
The black cat meowed, shuttled between the rooftops, and soon came to a wide street. Even late at night, the place was crowded with people, all wrapped in thick coats, walking quietly.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, an orange figure blocked the black cat's path. When he saw the other person, the black cat's eyes lit up and he ran forward quickly, meowing non-stop.
The two cats sat side by side on the eaves, watching the crowds surging below and communicating with each other in cat language.
If Mavie were here...
I will definitely give them a slap in the face, and then ask them why they don't go home and fool around here.
"Brother, meow, since we have all returned to London, why don't we meet our master?" The black cat asked his soul in cat language.
"Everyone knows that he has two cats. If you investigate carefully, you will find that the Church of Truth in New Rose City has two cats, one orange and one black. In this case, we cannot show up voluntarily, otherwise it will arouse suspicion from interested people."
The orange cat looked down at the street: "This is a black market. When we mobilized the cat army, we found that there is a problem in the black market, so we need to investigate in advance. The goddesses are living a good life, even without us, they are still very happy."
"But I miss home, meow..." The black cat lowered his head and said, "There are dried fish, canned fish, and catnip at home... This is the madhouse, meow!"
The orange cat glanced at the black cat: "Are you afraid?"
"No, I'm not afraid of meow!" the black cat said with his head held high: "We have so many helpers! Xiaomei, Friday and they are all here, what's there to be afraid of! I just feel... hiding it from the master, the goddess and the others It’s not very good...Brother, you also know that the master is petty. I called him a fool and he remembered me for more than half a year..."
"You didn't just call him an idiot at that time." Orange Cat said.
"Brother, you can't say things like that! It doesn't matter how many times I scolded you, but what matters is how many words the master heard!"
The orange cat licked its paws, combed its fur, and said disapprovingly: "These are all trivial matters. The goddesses are in trouble now, and we suddenly jumped out to cause trouble for them. Besides... I want to lead the cats to establish a Underground Kingdom, if they interfere, who gets the credit?”
"Master will not take the credit from us, meow... There is no credit for this kind of thing. Aren't we working hard to let more cats have dried fish to eat and a house to sleep in?"
"One life is my life for all eternity! I can surrender to him, but there is only one king of cats, and that is me!" The orange cat raised its head and said: "The Pope is the pope, and cats are cats. The Church of Truth wants to maintain it for a long time. There needs to be decentralization of power, and power must not be over-concentrated, otherwise corruption will easily breed!”
"Cats are easily seduced. There must be a monarch who can control them. It won't work to rely on humans who don't understand the language. This is for future considerations. Anyway, there is nothing going on with the goddess. I will naturally warn you if something happens."
"But..." Black Cat thought for a while and said: "A man named Russell Benjamin appeared today, which attracted the attention of Mr. Butler. Is this Russell Benjamin related to the owner? Brother, you know the owner. , he likes to play this trick..."
"Just pay attention. He never acts alone. There must be a bodyguard around him, either a goddess or Edward. What could go wrong?"
"That's right, meow... How about sending Friday to keep an eye on Russell Benjamin?"
"Not Friday. It's not suitable for investigation. Let's let Ahua go. It's experienced and has crisis awareness."
The black cat nodded: "One more thing, our fishing company's business has not been very good recently, the fish caught are getting less and less, meow..."
"Fishing in winter is not easy. The fishing company established by Xiaomei and Mr. Jacob has been transferred to my name. The goddess just called them back two days ago. We have enough working capital and can develop in secret. ”
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Saying that, the orange cat twisted its butt and walked away:
"You should go back to Mr. Butler and continue to lurk. Leave the outside matters to me."
"I got it, nya!"
