The Last Train to Hell

He took something out of his pocket and cut the red rope at the four corners.

The cat's body clattered to the ground, and I actually heard the dead cat meow again.

At first, I felt a little sympathetic to the tragic death of the cat.

Now it appears again and again in my house.

The last bit of sympathy in my heart disappeared completely.

Even though I knew about it, it had nothing to do with the cat.

And it is also an innocent existence, but I still have resentment towards it in my heart.

If it hadn't been for his appearance, I wouldn't have been able to sleep in the middle of the night.

I just don’t know when this dead cat appeared in the room.

Probably little policemen, while they were sleeping.

Jinsuocheng sneaked into the house and put the cat under the bed.

Jinsuocheng wanted to let them sleep, but if they couldn't wake up, the possibility of them waking up was very small.

I have no intention of putting the responsibility on them. In this situation, everyone is better off wishing for themselves.

I felt helpless because I might not be able to take advantage of Jinsuo Chengdu.

Even the man in a suit would suffer at his hands from time to time. Jin Suocheng's strength was terrifying.

And the brain is very easy to use. Anyway, compared with my elm brain, it is in the sky and on the earth.

"This cat appeared in your house last night, and that cat appeared again today, right?"

I nodded and looked at the black water on the cat's body. It probably looked like this.

But the black water on this cat should have been cleaned up yesterday.

Why did we get so much black water again? Speaking of which, this black water is quite strange.

It was evenly distributed on the cat and would not fall off at all.

As soon as this cat touches the ground, black water flows everywhere, which is quite magical.

"Let's see how to deal with it. The smell of this cat is too bad. If we don't deal with it, I will probably vomit again."

I can honestly say that I retched for a long time last night.

I choked again tonight and couldn't sleep for a long time.

I am provoking someone, and I am very innocent.

Soon the man in the suit's black cat was sprinkled with something. What kind of powder did it look like?

After the powder is applied to the cat, it makes a sizzling sound.

It was just like the sound I heard during the chemistry experiment in junior high school.

The sizzling sound should be of a horror type.

But in fact, this sizzling sound and its consequences gave me an inexplicable sense of security.

This thing directly corroded the cat covered in black water completely.

But there was no harm on the floor.

Even the black water disappeared completely.

The man in the suit glanced at me, stretched out his hand and tapped my shoulder.

I knew what he wanted to do, but I didn't dodge on purpose. I guessed that he didn't want to harm me.

After he tapped my shoulder twice, I felt a lot more energetic. This should have helped me replenish my yang.

I looked over my shoulder, but I couldn't see the yang energy on my body, which made me feel a little sad.

I looked back at the little policeman sleeping on the bed, and listened to the man in the suit talking to me casually.

"Go to bed quickly and recharge your batteries. I will tell you something tomorrow."

I nodded, this was good news, but I didn't know how much the man in the suit would tell me.

I always felt that he would casually say a few words to me to fool me.

I didn't speak directly to the man in the suit, I looked at him calmly, and then shook my head gently.

I don’t know what’s going on recently? I always have terrible headaches.

It's like there's something in my head that's shaking my brain.

Without the influence of the cat under the bed, it didn't take long after I lay down.

He fell asleep directly.

I slept until the next morning, when my alarm clock rang, and I opened my eyes in a daze.

The little policeman had already gotten up, and now his clothes were all straight.

When he saw me getting up, he joked with me.

"It's true that you got up at this time. It's a bit late. We have to be late for work, but it doesn't matter to you."

I nodded, there was really no way to compare with them.

For those who do this job, whenever something happens, they have to go out immediately as soon as they call me.

There is no possibility of neglect at all. After all, it is related to the stability of the entire society.

"You got up quite early. Will Broken Eyebrow be back soon?"

I'm quite worried about Duanmei at the moment, and I'm curious if Duanmei has contacted the three of them?

The little policeman nodded. It was obvious that Duan Mei had contacted him, which made me feel very at ease.

"Brother, don't worry. Brother Xia has contacted me and said he would be back at ninety o'clock. It looks like it will be soon."

Duanmei’s surname is Xia, I know this, but usually I still subconsciously call him Duanmei.

He knew it in his heart, even though I never called him.

I breathed a sigh of relief knowing that Duanmei would be back soon.

He hurriedly sat up from the bed, took a shower, and put on clean clothes.

The main thing is that I am too sleepy now. If I don't take a shower, I can't get up at all.

When I came out of the shower room, I saw the man in the suit still sitting on the stool.

But he looked tired and leaned on the stool, obviously he had fallen asleep.

I couldn't help shaking my head, and I didn't rush to wake him up.

Anyway, he was here, and he would tell me sooner or later, so there was no point in urging him now.

The old policeman got up quite early, and breakfast was already on the table.

It seemed that they went downstairs to buy it.

Speaking of which, I haven't had a hot breakfast for a long time.

Thanks to them, I had a hot breakfast today.

Naturally, I was very grateful to them.

Moreover, the scattered bowls on the table and the mess on the floor last night were cleaned up.

In fact, what puzzled me was that the man in the suit should sleep lightly normally.

But he was not awakened when the police were packing up. Did something happen?

I became suspicious and went to see the man in the suit frequently. I always felt that something was wrong with the man in the suit.

I walked to the man in the suit and reached out to feel his breath.

I don't know why I felt his breath.

I always felt that he might be dying, but fortunately he was fine.

I breathed a sigh of relief and felt quite emotional.

The other people didn't express any doubts about my actions.

It was obvious that they had the same concerns just now, but they just didn't dare to go over to see.