From the other end of the alley came the crisp cry of a young girl, dressed in an off-white linen dress and a pair of plain cloth shoes.Wearing a cute sky-blue headband on her head, she was anxious to find her runaway pet, the chubby orange cat.Xiaoju is the name of this orange cat, and it is already nine years old, which is equivalent to fifty-two years of human life.Xiao Ju has accompanied the girl to grow up, but her legs and feet are no longer as flexible as they were when she was younger.As the age increases, the cat's physical function will also decline; Although Xiaoju is fatter and less agile, she still has sensory abilities that surpass those of humans.Xiao Ju's ears twitched slightly, obviously hearing the master's call, so she meowed in response.The girl trotted all the way and followed Xiao Ju's voice, and she saw Xiao Ju as fat as a soaked sea cucumber at a glance."
Xiaoju, you don't stay at home again.Oh my God, what's going on?
”The girl first picked it up from under Xiao Ju's chubby belly, and then habitually rubbed it twice on the top of Xiao Ju's head.Xiao Ju narrowed her eyes, revealing a look of enjoyment; Then the girl crouched down next to Khcherov and asked, "Sir, are you all right?"
”Hearing this, Kecherov raised his head slightly, saw the pure-eyed girl in front of him, and responded with a wry smile, "As you can see, it's not good. ”"In that case, sir go to my house and rest for a while, my grandmother is a pharmacist, and I promise to make you well in no time."
The girl kindly suggested.Kecherov's heart warmed, he didn't expect that there were such kind people in this indifferent society, but he had a trace of worry in his heart.Kercherov feared that the girl would be drawn into the fray, but for now he had no choice.Knowing that he no longer had the strength to walk to the stronghold or return to Einsta's house, Kercherov had no choice but to go to the girl's house to rest before proceeding.The pain of the wounds in his body is a constant reminder of the precarious state of Kercherov."
I'll have to trouble you, kind girl."
Ketcherov said sincerely."
Hey," the little girl put her shoulders on Kercherov's body, hugged Xiaoju in her right hand, and put her left hand around Kercherov's waist and said, "Oh, sir, you are so heavy."
But my house is not far from here, just two steps away. ”From the rooftop, Solo watched the two walk slowly, it was not yet time to harvest, and it was not yet time to show up.Bronn didn't know when he touched Tho's back, and asked softly, "Did you show your tail?"
”Sawo shook his head, pointed in the direction Kcherov was heading, and said, "Keep watching."
By the way, you searched your body, right?
”"I searched, but there was nothing but the chef's uniform I was wearing."
Bronn replied bluntly."
Isn't there anything that catches your attention?"
Sawo said with a frown."
I have calluses on my hands with knives, which should have been deliberately practiced to conceal my identity as a chef, or I was originally a good hand with knives.The fingers are relatively slender, and if you choose a weapon, you should be good at short knives or daggers.The body looks thin, but it actually has a lot of muscles, and it is obviously a trained body.But what caught my attention was that he had a tattoo on his back. ”Bron said slowly as he thought back to the details of Khcherov."
Tattoos?
What style?
”Tho asked, confused.At that time, Soy was only watching through the peephole outside the door, and did not really observe Kecherov's body."
It's very hard to describe, I felt a little dizzy when I looked at it.If you have to say it, it's like a whirlpool?
”Bronn did his best to explain what he was seeing."
Is it drawn?"
Solo asked, suddenly feeling that this tattoo would be a breakthrough point for the exploration of Kcherov's hidden position, and as long as he understood the meaning of this tattoo, he might be able to find out the organization behind Kcherov.Bron crouched down and carved the bricks on the roof in stone, and by the time Bron was halfway through his drawing, Sawo remembered some bad memories.Tho's face changed drastically, he pinched Bron's shoulder, and said to Bronn with a panicked expression, "Did you record this tattoo pattern on the report?"
”"No, it's not," Bronn replied inexplicably."
You're staring here, I'm going to go back quickly."
With that, Solo leaped up to the roof and rushed in the direction of the Sheriff's Office.Shozhav read the report submitted by Bron several times, and the contents of the report gave Shozhav a clear sense of disobedience.If Shozhav looks at the report based on years of experience, the report is full of traces of low-level spies.The information that Kecherov confessed was like a fairy tale from the mouth of a young child, and although it sounded reasonable, it did not stand up to scrutiny logically.The signs that Khcherov showed showed that he was not a simple civilian, how could a civilian not react to the corpse or even affect the scene of the crime because of panic?
Shozhav pondered, and then the door to his office was slammed open.Shozhav looked up, frowned and said, "Why did you come back?"
”Without saying a word, Sawak took a pencil in front of Shozhav.In a few clicks, the pattern that Bloom had drawn on the slate was presented on the white paper in the form of a quick sketch.After finishing the drawing, he handed it to Shozhav, who did not know why, and said, "If I remember correctly, this should be a yellow seal?"
”Shozhav glanced at the pattern on the paper and took a book from the bookshelf behind him.He flipped through the catalog.On page eighty-seven, the occult cases are related to all kinds of bizarre cases, and these cases are all prepared to be categorized according to the evil organization behind each event.When Shozhav turned to the classification of the Yellow Cloak Group, it was clear that the yellow seal with the same structure as the paper was printed on the book.Shozhav frowned, looked back at Solo and said, "Where did you get the yellow seal?"
”So'o sighed and said, "The tattoo on Kcherov's body.Bronn didn't report it. ”Shozhav covered his face and said, "This is troublesome.What about Blonn?
”"Still staring.I suddenly regretted letting him go.I didn't expect him to hide so deeply. ”Sawo said."
But it makes sense, doesn't it?
He's not a professional spy, but he has to hide his identity, but he probably didn't expect us to get him out through this tattoo. ”Shozhav analyzed.Solo sighed and said, "Well, but I don't think I can drag it out any longer.Before we can figure out why the man who calls himself Kcherov is lurking in Einsta's house, he needs to be contained.If the monsters of the Yellow Coat Group go berserk and endanger one party, it is not impossible for the lives to be ruined. ”vertex