The black hair twisted and tangled, pulling the gacoco down.

The shadow under the fire candle was projected on the wall, and Mu Su suddenly turned his head, and the coconut had already touched the ground on his toes. The white dress fluttered, and the hair hanging from the ceiling retracted little by little.

Mu Su was secretly annoyed, it would have been nice to turn his head earlier.

Xu has learned from the past, this time the coconuts no longer pounced, but their hair suddenly stretched out, wrapping around Mu Su!

Not counting this coconut, just the different types of coconuts encountered before can make a landlord. Mu Su is experienced in a hundred battles, grabbed his hair, picked up the shampoo with his other hand, opened it with a bang, squeezed it on the black hair and rubbed it in one go.

The hair of the coconut is dry and split ends, and the pile of shampoo squeezed out does not foam a single bubble, which may also have something to do with the lack of water. After rubbing it for a while to no avail, Mu Su put down his black hair and ran to the kitchen to get the basin.

When he came out with a basin full of water, there was no trace of the coconut in the living room. Toshio sits on the ground watching a cartoon by candlelight.

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

"Where's your mother?"

Mu Su put the water aside and asked Toshio.

The kitten ran over, leaned on the edge of the basin and looked at the shaking water curiously, stretched out its paws with curiosity, shook its paws and ran away after being dipped in the water.

"Don't run far!" Mu Su shouted at the black cat who went upstairs, and sighed helplessly.

One or two are like that. Kittens run around, Gaco is afraid to wash his hair, and the most well-behaved Toshio is a bit of an addict to animation.

It's not easy to be the head of the family.

Walk back to the couch and grab the shampoo and close the lid. Mu Su sat on the sofa and looked at the living room, although it was dry and forked, the quality of the hair was quite good, and there was not a single hair left.

The clock on the wall points to 7:06, which translates to 6:66. Mu Su thought to himself about this number, and a shot was indispensable after the movie was released.

Outside the window, there was a flashing red and blue light, and Mu Su looked sideways, thinking that the Metropolitan Police Department should have left with the suspects who had trespassed into the house.

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

The thought of Mu Su Zhonger, who followed the local customs.

Open a box of bento and eat it, and throw it away when you go out. I watched the animation of a battery with Toshio again, and sleepiness came over.

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

The quiet living room was only sound and flickering light and shadow, and this scene lasted for three hours and forty-five minutes.

Tick –

In the lower right corner of the screen, a message indicating that the battery level is less than 10% is displayed. Toshio raised his head and shouted at the sleeping Musu.

"Meow."

"Meow~"

The kitten, who had been playing with it two hours earlier, also meowed, and it lay on the keyboard, where it was hot.

Makisu, who was asleep, did not respond, and Toshio had to continue watching the cartoon.

The reddish battery struggled to hold up for a few minutes, and the screen went off suddenly, accompanied by a sound.

"Meow."

Toshio screamed at the unconscious again.

Receiving no response, Toshio looked down at the shopping bag with a lot of stuff. He took the kitten aside, stood up and walked to the shopping bag to take out the blanket, covered Musu awkwardly, and ran into the darkness under the stairs and disappeared.

The candle that burned a quarter of the fire was smooth.

It's late at night.

The windows are open, and the coolness of summer comes from the window.

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

The kitten, curled up on the keyboard, stretched out and jumped on the couch to lie down on Masu's lap.

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

Giggle –

The weird gurgling sound returns, and the gaconuts make a comeback.

The figure on the sofa suddenly turned over at this moment and turned to lie on its side.

The sound stopped abruptly.

The quiet Ga Coconut stiffly moved to the edge of the sofa, tilted his head slightly, and stared down at Mu Su.

The hair performed again, and a few strands of hair floated to Mu Su's cheek, which wrinkled and opened his eyes.

A bloodstained face came into view, Mu Su was stunned, and then found the blanket on his body.

"Is that the blanket you got me...... Thank you Saeki ......" Mu Su choked speechlessly, reached out to hold the cold palm of Jia Coconut, and seemed to be moved, but actually took advantage of it: "Can I call you Jia Coconut?" ”

The coconut cracked the corners of her mouth and was about to attack, when a cat meow rang out.

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

"Meow~"

The kitten barked at her again.

Gacoco was frightened away and fled back into the darkness and disappeared.

Mu Su's face was full of confusion, and it disappeared after a while. He was lying comfortably on his arm, smiling on his lips.

That's a good start.

……

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

"And your name—"

The brightly lit lamp turned on and shone on the faces of a group of four.

Only the four of them were caught, and Braddeemon reacted quickly and slipped away because he didn't get in.

"Martin Luther King, Jr." Martin furrowed his eyebrows and tilted his head slightly to avoid the glare.

The police officer behind the table looked at her, and her face did have some Western-like outlines, probably mixed-race.

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

"Smell the fragrance and know the woman." Wen Xiang said with a look of shame.

"I didn't ask you LINE."

Wen Xiang's face was hot for a while, and he said, "My name is...... Smell the fragrance and know the woman......"

The recording officer couldn't help but look up, and another person spoke: "Is Wenxiang a surname?" ”

"Uh...... Hmmm......"

"I warn you, it is also a crime to provide a false identity."

"It's true......"

The recording officer bowed his head, patiently writing down something.

Fortunately, it's Japan, and there are a lot of strange names here.

The officer asked the third person, "What about your name?" ”

"Rabbits that eat sugar cane." The rabbit sighed faintly.

Smell the fragrance and look sympathetically.

Compared to others, Ye San's soul is decent.

The record officer left, came back after a short time, and nodded at the other officer: "I found it, they are studying at Fantian No. 3 Senior High School." ”

The police officer snorted lightly and looked suspiciously: "So what are you doing all the way there?" ”

Martin was ashamed to briefly talk about the murderous mansion expedition, and did not mention Mu Su.

At this time, it was said that it was not a big deal, and after the investigation, the Metropolitan Police Department released a few of them, and they did not even contact their families.

"What do we do next?" At the door of the Metropolitan Police Department, Ye Sansoul sighed.

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

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

……

At the end of the firelight, a pale palm emerged into the darkness.

There is still residual temperature.

A scarlet gaze looked at the figure on the couch.

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

A peaceful night.