Nightmare wake up

Chapter 22 Cats

"Ah~ah~"

The woman in the bedroom of the suite was trying to step on her back when she suddenly saw a black figure passing by in the living room, and suddenly screamed!

"What the hell are you shouting!" The fat man below him cried out in dissatisfaction.

"A ghost... floated from the living room... floated over..." The woman swallowed heavily and pointed to the outside of the living room: "Flying out of the window again."

"Fart! Where is the ghost?" The man scolded, looked up at the empty living room, didn't notice anything strange, and immediately pointed at the woman and cursed:

"You read it wrong!"

"Let's focus on Lao Tzu."

"Otherwise, I will complain to your boss and drive you out of the street!"

"Um... oh..." Seeing that the guest was angry, the woman quickly apologized in a low voice: "You lie down..."

The man knelt down again, letting the woman kneel on his back, and let out a comfortable moan...

However, while the woman was concentrating on her movements, she still swept across the living room with her peripheral vision, intentionally or unintentionally.

……

Burns Rodman was still sitting on the sofa, staring at the clock on the wall.

The lit cigar had already burned to the end, and the sheriff threw it into the ashtray impatiently, and drank half of the brewed green tea in one gulp.

Turning his head to look at the wine cabinet next to him, Pence took out a bottle irritably, pulled out the stopper a few times, and drank from the bottle.

Killed a third in one go, and Burns Rodman hiccupped...

The anxiety in my heart eased a little.

He sat back on the sofa with the wine bottle and looked at the time. Eighteen minutes had passed...

"Hao Ruyi..." The Chief of Public Security gritted his teeth and said silently.

At this moment, a slight "click" sound suddenly came from the living room.

On and off, but it must be artificial, because there is a rhythm!

Someone knocked on the window?
Bedroom window!
Burns Rodman frowned, did not get up immediately, but lowered the height of his body and let his body fall on the sofa.

As the sheriff, Pence has extensive experience in "assassination" and "kidnapping", and he knows how to deal with emergencies.

Remaining lying on his side on the sofa, he quickly stretched out his hand, pulled out the pistol from the gun pocket, and loaded the cartridge.

With the gun in hand, Burns Rodman slowly raised his head and looked at the living room with the corner of his eye.

There is nothing unusual, only the knocking sound of "ta...ta...ta..." is still coming from the living room window!
Burns got up, held the gun in both hands, pressed his index finger tightly to the trigger, stood up slowly from behind the sofa, and walked over against the wall.

At the door of the living room, he took a quick look at the probe, only to find that there was a furry thing outside the bedroom window...

very fat!like a ball...

Kind of like a cat!
Pence stabilized his posture, squatted down slightly, and glanced again at the waist.

Not in the original position, because he was afraid that the other party had a gun aimed at him.

This time I saw it clearly...

Indeed a cat!

The fat brown cat with long hair was squatting on the sill outside the window, with its back to itself, as if overlooking the night scene outside.

It was just that the long fluffy tail swept back and forth, hitting the glass on the window one by one, making a "ta...ta...ta..." sound.

Have fun playing...

Taking a sigh of relief, Burns Rodman hesitated for a moment, and did not put down the pistol clenched in both hands...

He's considering whether to shoot this nasty cat in the head!

It's just a matter of paying for a glass...

After thinking about the massage for a while, Peng Si laughed and scolded at the back of the yellow cat: "Little beast, count your fate."

"I'm in a good mood today, I don't want to see blood!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the fat yellow cat seemed to understand Peng Si's words. His tail suddenly stopped swinging, but tilted the cat's head and kept rubbing against his shoulders. He stretched out a fat cat's paw and pressed it towards his neck. scratching.

"I don't know whether to live or die!" Burns stepped forward, preparing to drive the cat away.

Just before taking two steps, three yellow cat Ling appeared on the neck of the yellow cat outside the window.

One of the catlings flashed like a match, and then quickly went out, returning to its original appearance.

Fat cat is back!
He suddenly showed a playful expression that only ironmen have, and smiled proudly at Burns Rodman...

Pence Rodman fought a cold war, and stopped his stiff steps. He was shocked and cried out.

As the Director of Public Security, of course he knew the existence of the contractor, and his personal bodyguard Yuan Ming was a well-known contractor in Hot Spring City. Although ordinary people could not feel any spiritual fluctuations, Pence immediately thought of the yellow cat ling. It's a contract item, it has some kind of function that it doesn't know...

Because Cat Ling shines!It emits a faint red light that is common when contract items are activated!

And the cat in front of me is definitely not an ordinary cat!
He quickly raised the pistol, only to find that his body was stiff in vain, his fingers were like stones, and he tried so hard to pull the trigger!
Outside the window in the field of vision, the hair on the yellow cat's whole body seems to be subjected to electric shock, its roots are flying, and the two cat eyes are blood red!
A few seconds later, the yellow cat outside the window fell on the windowsill, as if passed out.

Burns Rodman found that he lost his sense of touch, and his rigid body began to move, but was completely out of his control.

Can see through the eyes, hear through the ears, but can't move!

The hands in the field of vision slowly put down, pulled the pistol sleeve, and the loaded bullet flew out...

"Don't always play with guns, this thing is very dangerous..."

This is... your own voice!

The sheriff heard himself talking, and the voice was clearly his own, and the familiar could no longer be familiar—after all, he had listened to it for decades.

The only difference is... the tone is mixed with joking, with an obscene smile.

Burns Rodman experienced the initial surprise, and then the deep-rooted annoyance - he was so easily attacked!
The Chief of Sheriff's heart screamed wildly:
"Where's Yuan Ming? Yuan Ming!"

"A contractor attacked, why didn't you find it?"

....Unfortunately there is no sound!

The state of losing his body made him feel desperate quickly, and while overcoming the panic in his heart, he guessed the purpose of the sudden attack...

It shouldn't be an assassination... If it's an assassination, just do it directly!

This made him quickly stabilize his mind.

The other party's yellow cat should be... It should have the ability to manipulate the human body?No, it's not manipulating the human body, it should be deprivation of consciousness or something, similar to possession!
How could the contractor be a cat?
Is it possible to first possess the cat, and then possess me?
Just when Pence was thinking quickly, he heard the "cheap version" of himself again:

"Don't be afraid... I won't let you die, I just want to ask you something."

Pence Rodman was stunned, and he quickly thought about his enemies and opponents, but there was no clue!

I'm the sheriff, and I'm the only one who interrogates others, and someone actually wants to interrogate me...

The change in identity made Pence Rodman feel weird.

However, thinking of the word "interrogation", he soon emerged from the memory of interrogating criminal suspects at the Sheriff's Office - as the Sheriff's Office, he is extremely experienced.

It's not words and deeds to coerce a confession, it's just an interrogation. My anti-reconnaissance ability is enough to keep the other party from getting the information they want...

No one can get the information they want from the sheriff's mouth!

What does the other party want to ask me?
...Pence Rodman suddenly had an association, his heart was shocked, and he subconsciously wanted to open his eyes, but his body couldn't.

Is it...

The body moved again in the field of vision, this time picking up the dropped bullet on the ground, withdrawing from the magazine in the pistol, and reloading the bullet into the magazine.

After the empty gun was holstered, he walked to the window sill, opened the window, and carefully carried the unconscious yellow cat in.

Without stopping for half a minute, his body began to move quickly. First, he approached the bathroom. Burns Rodman saw himself in the mirror again, but the expression on his face was no longer the stern expression of his high-ranking position, but the corners of his mouth were raised and exaggerated. smile...

In this way, the sheriff saw himself in the mirror slowly tidying up his shirt to restore the level of his clothes.

.........

Yuan Ming wanted to curse at this time!

When he rushed over, the spiritual fluctuations disappeared again...

A few minutes ago, he rushed to the designated location, and checked almost all the nearby areas, but he didn't even find half a person's hair.

"Strange..." After fiddling with his mouth, Yuan Ming turned his head.

The building of the Crystal Palace nightclub stands in the dark, and the neon lights all over the stairs are still flashing...

Yuan Ming was suddenly shocked.

Could it be that he was called away from the mountain?
No, there is no spiritual power fluctuation in the direction of the Crystal Palace... He reached out and touched his earrings, making sure that the perception enhancement was always on.

If it were an ordinary ironman, Pence, the sheriff, would have enough ability to deal with it, and the Crystal Palace nightclub also had security guards, all armed with guns.

Think more!

With a spat on his lips, Yuan Ming got up, turned into nothingness again in the shadow of a building, and galloped through the layers of walls towards the Crystal Palace nightclub.

As we approach the building...

Even if he could transform into a ghostly figure and penetrate the wall, Yuan Ming did not have the ability to jump directly to the third floor, and considering the punishment from the Supervision Bureau, he returned to his human form.

To be seen by ordinary people, this will leave a pretext for the Ombudsman, and the more serious situation is arrest...

He disarmed his ability, took out his pistol and clenched it in the sleeve of his trench coat, followed the gate of the Crystal Palace into the first-floor singing and dancing hall, and climbed the stairs along the passage.

Arriving on the third floor, the bright corridor was still quiet and nothing unusual appeared, Yuan Ming breathed a sigh of relief...

Recalling his room number, he walked over quickly, preparing to take a hot bath as soon as possible.

If you don't soak it, it won't work. The itching caused by the original sin has gradually become serious. The skin on the chest of the open windbreaker has already appeared lumps of erythema, and I can't help but want to scratch frantically!
At this moment, two figures came down from the corner of the corridor on the other side, causing Yuan Ming to stop pushing the door and entering.

A black-haired Tang man, a blond "white skin", both women wearing evening dresses, walked towards them along the stairs.

Seeing that the woman wanted to reach out and knock on the suite of the Director of Public Security, Yuan Ming coldly shouted, "Wait."

"who are you?"

(End of this chapter)