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Chapter 94 Translation
Jenny said: "So, I pretended to be a lone girl, trying to lure those criminals out."

Silton recalled those punks who were beaten badly just now, and said, "In a certain way, you succeeded."

"Yeah." Jenny nodded, "Although some moths were caught, it wasn't the one I was looking for.

By the way, Silton, what are you going to do? "

"There is an old lady named Sierra downstairs in my house. Her female cat is lost. Bullock may have a clue, but I can't understand its 'woof language', so I want to ask Eddie to translate it. After all, they all have a clue. Have been parasitized by venom."

Jenny knew about venom, but she didn't know that Silton had system tasks. In order to avoid this incident, Silton seemed to have insufficient motivation, and added:
"Aunt May has a great relationship with Sierra so we all want to find her cat as soon as possible."

"Okay, I'll go with you."

……

"Dong dong dong."

knocking.

It was Barney who opened the door.

"Jenny? Silton? Why are you here?"

"Let's talk to Reporter Eddie."

Eddie rushed over from the living room, "Silton, did May ask you to deliver a letter to me again?"

"No no, this time it's not a matter of faith, we need the venom in your body to do some translation."

Silton took Bullock out of his schoolbag and said:

"There is an old lady downstairs who lost her cat. Bullock seems to know the clue. You have all been parasitized by venom. You should be able to understand what is going on in its mind, right?"

Eddie said: "Okay, let me try, Brock, just say what you have to say."

Bullock stood on all fours, looked around at the four people, coughed lightly, and began to talk endlessly: "Wow, woof..."

Eddie frowned, and Silton saw that he seemed to be in trouble, and said, "Uncle Eddie, can you understand?"

Eddie said: "Silton, it's like this, although venom can bring me memories, but this kind of memory is intermittent, like my brain's 'copying' of venom, there are many defects in it, and it cannot Learn a language systematically.

In Bullock's words, I vaguely heard that it had a suspect, but I couldn't understand who it was. "

Eddie thought for a while, and continued: "How about this, I will call out the 'original version' of Venom, and let it translate it.

Hey, don't sleep, someone is calling you to come out and help. "

From the back of Eddie's neck, a black tentacle stretched out, the texture was like sticky asphalt, and it turned into a small head: "What are you calling me for?"

"Didn't you parasitize this dog? Translate its words." Eddie said.

Calling out a more advanced translator, Brock repeated what he said just now, saying:
"Wow, woof, woof. (The tom cat named Tom told me that there was my smell in the place where the mother cat disappeared, so it concluded that I stole his wife.)
woof woof. (But I know for myself that I didn't do it, because there is another person who has the same smell as me.)
Wang! (This person is Eddie!)”

After listening to Brock's words, Venom said to Eddie: "The dog said, you stole the cat."

The other three people in the room cast their eyes on Eddie, and Eddie couldn't argue: "Fuck, what are you kidding? Why did I steal the cat downstairs from your house?"

Venom murmured in a low voice: "That's not sure..."

Eddie asked, "What did you say?"

Venom scratched his head and laughed: "It's nothing! Hahaha!"

The performances of Venom, Eddie, and Brock confuse Silton, and I always feel that this matter is not that simple.

Jenny grabbed Venom by the neck: "Tell me the truth, did you steal the cat?"

Venom said: "No, no, really no!"

Silton patted Jenny's wrist and persuaded: "Forget it, Jenny, what is it doing to steal the cat? Besides, even if it steals it, there is nowhere to raise it."

Venom nodded vigorously: "Yes! Yes! You can look for it, there must be no cats in this room!"

The more Jenny listened, the more she felt that there was something wrong with the venom. The tone of this pool of black liquid was like that of a street gangster she often beat up, using a raised tone to cover up her guilt.

"Okay, then I'll look for it." Jenny picked up Bullock and whispered in its ear: "Little Bullock, use your nose to smell it and see if there is a familiar smell."

Brock jumped to the ground, sniffing left and right, into Barney's bedroom.

The remaining four people followed suit.

Brock sniffed carefully, and finally barked at the only wardrobe in the room.

Silton and Jenny glanced at each other, seeing the size of the cabinet, it could definitely hide a cat.

Barney opened the cabinet. On the top of the cabinet were two wooden sticks, on which were the clothes of Barney and Eddie, and below were some boxes for shoes.

Brock jumped into the closet, sniffed left and right, and finally locked on to a box.

There is not much dust on this box, it is not big, and it is very flat. Although the cat is very flexible, there should be no way to stuff it in such a small space, unless...

Unless it's a dismembered cat, or a part of a cat...

Barney said angrily, "Eddie, you and the black paste won't hide the cat in my box, will you?"

"I, I don't know!"

Barney stepped forward to pick up the box, slowly opened the lid, and everyone held their breaths to check——

I didn't see the expected tragic picture, and there was no cat in the box, but a pair of billiard balls.

"billiards?"

"Fortunately, nothing happened." Barney let out a long sigh of relief, and introduced: "This pair of billiards was given to me by my deceased father.

There are also two pool cues, but now they are used as clothes rails. "

As he spoke, Barney patted the wooden stick on which the clothes were hung: "This is all a souvenir..."

"..." Silton was speechless. Shouldn't the way of commemoration be to preserve it well? How could it be used as a clothes hanger...

But now the question is, why is Bullock yelling at a box of pool balls...

Just when Barney was about to close the box, Bullock yelled at the box twice, and Jenny stopped him:

"Uncle Barney, wait, there must be something wrong with Brock calling it that way, let's take a closer look."

Barney reopened the box, and billiard balls the size of a fist spread out in front of everyone, neatly arranged in the box.

Silton observed carefully for a while, and felt that the arrangement was a bit loose, so he counted and said:
"For the American pocket, there should be eight full-color balls, eight colored balls, one black ball, and one white cue ball, a total of eighteen.

Why are there only seventeen of them? "

The others also counted and found that one was indeed missing.

It was the white cue ball that was missing.

(End of this chapter)