"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo cold!" Mutt complained as he shivered and put on clean clothes after taking a shower.
"Cold? But your face looks quite red." Albert said, not knowing whether it was out of nerves or intentional.
The cat boy grinned at the tiger and said nothing. Taking a bath in a small tub with Albert was a very bad experience.
"Is it okay to put it on like this?"
Mutt picked up the ceremonial clothes and was about to change into them, but was stopped by Tiger: "No, don't wear that one, leave that one for Rufu to wear when he is buried."
Albert took out another set of clothes from which bag he didn't know: "Let's put on casual clothes first and start moving."
Mutt looked at the so-called casual clothes. It was long-sleeved and long trousers, a little slim, and the whole set of clothes was non-reflective and pure black. The cat boy looked at Tiger putting on the same set of clothes and noticed that Ai
In the darkness of the night, except for a tiger whose head was white, Albert's whole body was pitch black and almost invisible.
"This is not casual clothes at all, but night clothes, right?" Mutt ruthlessly exposed Albert's trick.
"Ah hahahahaha... It's just for the convenience of action." Tiger responded with a complacent smile. The "action" he mentioned, of course, meant stealing Rufu's body from under the eyes of the leopard people.
However, this pair of pure black night clothes does not look particularly suspicious. Because Albert and the others were originally here to attend Ruf's funeral. Wearing black clothes can be said to be in mourning for the deceased, no matter how you say it.
It makes sense.
"Well, meow," Tiger was already dressed and even put a black hood on his forehead: "Let's go?"
"Wait a minute--" Mutt had just put on his pants. The size of the clothes was too small. It was a little difficult for him to put them on, so he kept complaining: "Where did you get these clothes? You
Don’t you know my clothing size?”
"I know you wear the same size as Rufu." Tiger grinned: "That's why I specially made clothes one size smaller for you to wear. It's better for you to wear tight clothes. After all, you are clumsy and can easily get in my way."
"Ouch!" The cat boy growled in a low voice to express his dissatisfaction with the tiger. Then he finally put his shirt on. As expected, the clothes were just one size too small, and they were simply tight on Mutt.
The night clothes made the cat boy's whole body feel a little painful due to the squeeze. However, the fabric of the clothes was quite elastic, and after absorbing the cat boy's body temperature, it began to relax a little, and it did not hinder Mutt's movements.
"The path... this way." Albert went out and immediately followed the staff's instructions to find the way. His goal was to find the cellar of the city hall, where a coffin should contain the Mu
Special remains.
"Wait for me!" Mutt closed the door behind him and followed closely behind Albert. The night was already dark, and the lighting in the backyard of the city hall was not enough. It had an eerie feeling. Cat Man
The boy didn't want to get lost alone in a place like this.
"Hey...why did they make this place so gloomy...why did they put the body of the deceased in the cellar of the city hall..." Mutt pulled Albert's clothes from behind and whispered.
murmured.
"Because the cellar is relatively cool, it is suitable for freezing and storing the remains of the deceased." Albert said. He remembered that he had fought with the current leader of the Leopard People, Argus, and the deputy leader, Bugs. The Leopard people had several powerful magic weapons in their hands.
, one of them can release freezing air immediately when waved. It is extremely simple to freeze the body with that kind of weapon.
"We are here to pay homage to the remains of the deceased." After walking a few steps and arriving at the door into the cellar, Albert said to the leopard guard guarding the door.
"Okay, you go in." The guards let him go without even raising any suspicion. After all, there was only the body of the deceased in the cellar, and nothing valuable was placed there. Except for those who wanted to see the remains of the deceased, they could not think of anyone else.
There will be a reason to come over later.
Of course, they would never have imagined that Albert came here to inspect the "crime site" in advance so that he could steal Rouf's body in the dead of night.
"Ha..." As soon as Mutt entered the cellar, before walking down the long wooden stairs to the depths of the ground, he immediately took a breath of air-conditioning. He had just taken a shower, and the hair on his body was still a little damp.
Cat boy, it feels even colder in this cold place.
"Just be patient, it will be over soon." Albert said, carefully observing the surrounding environment as he walked, thinking carefully about every specific step in committing the crime late at night to steal the body.
First of all, it was extremely difficult for him to drag the heavy coffin up the stairs step by step from the depths of the cellar. So did he have to abandon the coffin and directly carry Rufu's body out?
No, this may be very unrealistic. Ruf's body may have been frozen and almost integrated with the coffin in the frozen state. It is not so easy to take the body out of the coffin. Even if it can be taken out
, it is estimated to be a huge piece of ice, and its weight is no less than that of a coffin.
So Albert still needs some vehicles to help move the body, and he should try his best to transport the body together with the coffin out of respect for the deceased. Fortunately, the cellar has a wide road leading underground and the stairs are strong.
Larger vehicles can also enter and exit freely.
However, the question arises again: is it really possible to allow such a large vehicle to enter and exit the cellar without attracting any attention?
"Wow!" The stairs were not very long. Albert and Mutt walked along the stairs for about a hundred steps and reached the cellar. As soon as they arrived in the cellar, the cat boy let out an exclamation. This cellar is simply like
It is like a crystallized cave, surrounded by ice flowers, and frost has covered the walls like moss. Only the wooden boards on the ground seem to have been treated with anti-freeze and anti-slip treatment, and have not frozen. In fact, there is not only
It not only stores the remains, but also stores some equipment and items that are easily damaged by high temperatures, such as some grain seeds. Of course, the number of seeds is relatively small, and they are placed in a high wall cabinet that is not easy to reach.
Someone would go to great lengths to climb up and steal it.
Albert also took a look in the cellar. There were three coffins on a specially treated platform in the cellar. One of the coffins should contain the body of the cat-man boy Rufus.
The tiger swallowed his saliva and walked over cautiously.
He took a look and saw that the person lying in the first coffin was a leopard woman. The red ironwood coffin was covered with an extremely gorgeous transparent window, allowing the family members to view the remains of the deceased without opening the coffin lid----
--At least half of her body. Judging from the gorgeous clothes and the many finely carved wooden dolls as funerary objects, she was probably not a World of Warcraft hunter, but a well-known local person from the Grik tribe. Her remains are stored here and waiting.
Cremation and burial. Her relatives carved countless exquisite small handicrafts for her, expressing the leopard people's grief for their deceased family members.
The tiger took a step back and looked at the other coffin.
Lying quietly under the transparent glass coffin lid is a tiger man. This is a warrior with countless scars on his body. The new wounds overlap with the old ones, and it is almost impossible to distinguish the old from the new. This should be
A Warcraft hunter, after several years of fierce battles with Warcraft, he finally rested in peace.
Albert breathed a sigh of relief, bowed slightly to show respect for the hunter, and then stepped away.
There was only one coffin left. Lying inside it could only be Albert’s former good partner, the cat-man boy Ruf. Although he was extremely reluctant, and even though he wished it was an empty coffin more than once,
Ruf was not lying in it at all, or even dead at all. But when Albert came closer and saw the cat-man boy lying peacefully in the coffin, he still seemed very excited.
The child's eternally asleep expression remained the same as when Albert buried him. At that time, it was on the tundra of Western Siberia, in a field of ice and snow, and Albert didn't even prepare for Ruf.
Any burial objects would just bury the cat-man boy in the frozen soil. I really don’t know how capable the Warcraft Hunters organization is, but they found Luff’s grave in a deserted tundra and brought his body with them.
Came here.
In short, Ruf appeared here again, in front of Albert's eyes, as peaceful and silent as ever.
Frost crawled all over the inside of the coffin, leaving some ice scum on Rouf's little cat's beard, and even causing some ice crystals like tears to appear in the corners of Rouf's eyes. Rouf looked like he was making a
It was a peaceful and sad dream, and he couldn't help but shed tears in the dream. Looking at the remains of the cat-man boy, Albert's cry before his death reappeared in Albert's mind: "It's so cold, it hurts!"...
.Mom...where is mom---"
Then Albert's whole tiger collapsed, his legs went limp, and he sat down on the ground.
"Albert?" Mutt saw that Albert was not in a good state, so he came over and asked, "Are you okay?"
"I...it's okay, okay..." Tiger hummed, "Mutt...you should also take another look at Rufu. After that, we will take his body back to Melson Stone for burial. We might
They are the last two people in the world who remember his face."
Mutt didn't want to look at it. After all, Ruf in the coffin looked similar to him. Mutt looked at the dead man in the coffin as if he were looking at himself in the mirror. Looking at a body that was very similar to himself,
It felt like seeing one's own body, which was not a good feeling. However, when Mutt saw Albert begging him like this with a distracted look, he felt compassion.
.The cat boy still glanced sideways at the other cat boy in the coffin.
Sure enough, looking at a body that looked almost exactly like him, it was like looking at his dead self, which made Mutt feel very uncomfortable. The cat-man boy turned away with slight disgust.
"Okay------" As if he had made up his mind, Albert stood up with support: "Let's start taking action. We need to move Rufu's body out of here."