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13. It's late at night

The black hair was twisted and tangled, pulling the coconut tree down.

The shadow under the candle was projected on the wall. Mu Su suddenly turned his head, and Kayako had already touched the ground with his toes. The white skirt was fluttering, and the hair hanging on the ceiling retracted little by little.

Mu Su was secretly upset and wished she had turned around earlier.

Maybe he had learned from the past, this time Gaoyao no longer pounced, but his hair suddenly stretched out and wrapped around Musu!

Not counting this coconut, just the different types of coconuts I encountered before can make a fight. Mu Su has seen a lot through many battles. He held his hair, picked up the shampoo with the other hand, and made a sound

Open it, squeeze it on black hair and rub it in one go.

Kayako's hair was very dry and had split ends. Not a single bubble came out of the squeezed shampoo, which may have something to do with the lack of water. After rubbing it for a while to no avail, Mu Su put down her black hair and ran to the kitchen to get a washbasin.

When he came back out with a basin full of water, there was no sign of coconut milk in the living room. Toshio sat on the floor watching cartoons under the candlelight.

It's not just AIC that can be captured by cartoons, it's also useful for wraiths.

"Where's your mother?"

Musu put the water aside and asked Junxiong.

The kitten ran over, lay down on the edge of the basin and looked at the sloshing water curiously. Unable to restrain itself, it stretched out its paws, touched the water, shook its paws and ran away.

"Don't run away!" Mu Su shouted to the black cat going upstairs and sighed helplessly.

Both of them are like this. The kittens are running around everywhere, Kayako is afraid of washing his hair, and the most well-behaved Toshio shows signs of being addicted to animation.

It’s not easy to be the head of a family.

He walked back to the sofa, picked up the shampoo and closed the lid. Mu Su sat on the sofa and looked around the living room. Although it was dry and split, the quality of Gao Ye's hair was quite good, not a single hair was left.

The clock on the wall pointed to 7:06, which converted to 6:66. Mu Su thought that this number would be a scene after the movie was released.

Another flashing red and blue light was reflected outside the window. Mu Su looked sideways, thinking that the Metropolitan Police Department should have left with the suspects who broke into the house.

I'm sorry... Although we are companions, we are also competitors! I will not let you take away what belongs to me!

The thoughts of Mu Su Zhonger who just followed the Romans.

I opened a box of bento, ate it, and threw it away when I went out. I watched a battery animation with Toshio, and felt sleepy.

Turning over and lying on the sofa, Mu Su fell into a deep sleep.

Only sounds and swaying lights and shadows remained in the peaceful living room. This scene lasted for three hours and forty-five minutes.

Di——

A message indicating that the battery was less than 10% appeared in the lower right corner of the screen. Toshio raised his head and called out to Mu Su who was sleeping.

"Meow."

"Meow~"

The kitten that came back from playing two hours ago also meowed and lay down on the keyboard. It was very hot there.

Musu, who was asleep, did not respond, so Toshio had no choice but to continue watching the cartoon.

The reddish battery lasted for several minutes, and then the screen suddenly turned off, along with the sound.

"Meow."

Junxiong called out to the sleepy man again.

When he received no response, Toshio looked down at the shopping bag that contained many things. He took the kitten aside, stood up, walked to the shopping bag, took out the blanket, covered Mu Su with clumsy movements, and ran in with a bang.

The darkness under the stairs disappeared.

A quarter-burned candle is very steady.

It's late at night.

The windows are open, and the unique summer coolness flows in from the windows.

The night was very calm, and no insects, birds or beasts dared to approach this mansion, as if they were afraid of the gloomy atmosphere here. Only the barking of dogs from nowhere added some popularity to the place.

The kitten, which was curled up on the keyboard, stretched out, jumped on the sofa and lay down next to Mu Su's legs.

The silence lasted for several minutes, broken when a face emerged from the edge of the fire.

Giggle-cluck——

The weird gurgling sound started again, and the Coconut Coconut made a comeback.

The figure on the sofa suddenly turned over and turned to lie on his side.

The sound stopped suddenly.

Kayako, who remained quiet, stiffly moved to the sofa, tilted his head slightly, and stared at Mu Su with his head lowered.

The hair worked again, and a few strands of hair floated to Mu Su's face. The face wrinkled and he opened his eyes.

A face covered in blood came into view. Mu Su was startled, and then he noticed the blanket on his body.

"Is it the blanket you brought for me...Thank you Saeki..." Musu choked up speechlessly, stretched out his hand to hold Kayako's cold palm, and seemed moved but actually took advantage of him and said: "Can I call you Kayako?"

The corner of Kayako's mouth opened and he was about to attack when a cat meowed.

She showed a flash of panic for a moment, and then noticed the black cat sitting up at Mu Su's feet.

"Meow~"

The kitten meowed to her again.

Kayako was frightened away, fled back into the darkness and disappeared.

Mu Su's face was filled with confusion, and it disappeared after a while. He lay comfortably on his back with his arms on his pillow, a smile on his lips.

Not a bad start.



At this moment, the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, interrogation room.

"Then what's your name—"

A very powerful desk lamp was turned on, illuminating the faces of the four people in the group.

Only the four of them were captured. Braddie reacted quickly and slipped away because he didn't go in.

"Martin Luther King." Martin frowned and tilted his head slightly to avoid the bright light.

The police officer behind the desk took a look and found that her face did have some Western outlines, and she was probably of mixed race.

The police officer next to him recorded it, and he continued to ask the next person: "What about you?"

"You know a woman by smelling her fragrance." Wen Xiang said with a face of shame.

"I didn't ask you about your line."

Wen Xiang's face felt hot and he hesitated: "My name is... Wen Xiang knows women..."

The recording police officer couldn't help but look up and look at it, and another person said: "Is Wen Xiang's surname?"

"Uh...well..."

"I warn you that providing a false identity is also a crime."

"It's true..."

The recording police officer lowered his head and patiently took note of something.

Fortunately, this is Japan, where there are many strange names.

The police officer asked the third person: "Where is your name?"

"The rabbit eating sugar cane." The rabbit sighed quietly.

Smell the fragrance and look with sympathy.

Compared with others, Ye Sanhun is quite average.

The recording police officer left and came back a short while later, nodding to another police officer: "I found it, they go to Bantian No. 3 Senior High School."

The police officer snorted softly and looked at him suspiciously: "So what are you doing all the way there?"

Martin briefly talked about the adventure in the haunted house with a face of shame, without mentioning Mu Su.

No matter how serious it was at this time, the Metropolitan Police Department released several of them after they found out, and they were not even contacted by their families.

"What should we do next?" Ye Sanhun sighed at the door of the Metropolitan Police Department.

"Find a park for one night." Martin gritted his teeth and said viciously: "Anyway, the movie won't show us sleeping on the street."

And the scene of being taken away by the police, Martin thought to himself.



At the end of the firelight, a pale hand appeared in the darkness.

There is still residual warmth.

A scarlet gaze looked at the figure on the sofa.

The palm stopped in front of the dividing line between light and darkness for a long time, then retracted into the darkness.

A quiet night.


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