Star City Detective I Royal Cat and Mice

Zhan Qingyun had already bypassed the long bamboo fence, while Bai Yan, who was following behind, was still looking around at their positions.No matter which direction Bai Yan looked at now, he couldn't find the slightest shadow of the main teaching building with a height of more than ten floors.Bai Yan felt a little uneasy, he was buried under the thick shade of the bamboo forest, he definitely remembered clearly that the location of this cafe was not marked on the campus map in the folder of the freshman handbook.

Turning around the end of the bamboo fence, Bai Yan followed Zhan Qingyun to a coffee shop.

This cafe is a semi-open storefront. The awning extends from the roof of the cafe to the outdoors. Under the awning are several cast iron hollow carved round tables and chairs, with a touch of Baroque style. The chairs are placed With thick warm orange upholstery.Bai Yan saw Zhan Qingyun sitting down at a table, and sat down opposite him.

Bai Yan looked in from the outside, and the back room of the coffee shop was a bit dark. It took a while for Bai Yan's eyes to get used to seeing the whole picture of the room - there were a few solid wooden tables and chairs scattered in the room, also matched with warm orange Seat cushions and pillows, an espresso machine and a grinder on one side of the bar, and a pile of chunky beer bottles on the other.Also, on the wall behind the bar is a huge poster — the back view of a woman in high heels and a tight red miniskirt, one hand stroking her long, shaggy hair, the other His hand was hidden behind his back, holding a disposable gun screwed on the ________.This poster is suitable for hanging in the coffee shop of the police academy, Bai Yan thought so.

What also caught Bai Yan's attention was that there were two tiger-striped cats occupying a chair each, basking on their bellies.Because apart from Zhan Qingyun and Bai Yan, there are no other guests here.

"A new mouse?" The man behind the bar poked his head, he put his arms on the edge of the bar, and looked at Bai Yan with interest, the man's eyes made Bai Yan feel uncomfortable.

"A little white mouse who is about to drop out of school." Zhan Qingyun glanced at Bai Yan, then turned back and shrugged at the man.

"Listen—" Bai Yan shouted at Zhan Qingyun, "It's absolutely impossible!"

"Looks like a stubborn guy who's about to drop out of school—a little white mouse." The man laughed.

"I'll say it again, no matter what, I won't drop out! Don't even think about it!"

"Oh? Really?" The man asked with raised eyebrows.

"Of course!"

"Haha, I thought you would deny that you were a guinea pig!" The man laughed even louder.

"—What is a little white mouse?" Bai Yan stopped talking to that person, he turned around and questioned Zhan Qingyun, this is definitely not a good word, Bai Yan thought to himself.

"It's nothing—" Zhan Qingyun waved his hands, not going to answer Bai Yan's question.

"Hey, Zhan Qingyun, come and get your maple syrup pumpkin pie, and your coffee." The man shouted from behind the bar, "So, what do we want for our little mouse? How about a smoothie with crushed nuts?"

"I don't think he will object to Bai Yan—" Zhan Qingyun smiled at the man.

"So, our little white mouse is called Bai Yan?" The man put on thick cotton gloves and turned around in a very weird posture in order to pull the baking tray out of the oven.

"You'll be glad to meet me, my name is Rhyme."

"Hello." Bai Yan thinks not necessarily, the situation may be just the opposite.Just out of politeness, he reluctantly muttered something in a low voice.

"Go and bring over our snacks, okay?" Zhan Qingyun said.

"Me?" Bai Yan pointed to himself, and then looked at the person at the bar, who was putting on an expression of "what else?" Well, this is the police academy, and this is not the kind of waiter. It is an ordinary coffee shop, so the rule is self-help, Bai Yan explained to himself in this way.

When Bai Yan walked from under the awning to the bar, he instantly understood the real reason.He saw that the man named Lime was half-kneeling on the wheelchair, with only one leg propped up on the ground, and the other leg in the wheelchair not only had no calf, but half of the thigh was also missing, and the trousers were tied in a knot—this was the same thing just now. Bai Yan saw the reason why he turned around in a weird posture.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Lyme—" Bai Yan couldn't help blurting out, staring at Lyme's half leg.

"Why are you sorry? You didn't bite—" Rhyme laughed again.When he smiled, the whole bar resonated.

"Bite?" Bai Yan didn't think it was funny at all, he suspected that he had heard it wrong.

"Want to hear it?" Lime said while shoving the tray containing desserts and drinks into Bai Yan's hand.

"I—" Bai Yan's intuition told him that he should shake his head at this moment.

"Have you ever seen a pitbull? The one that stands up to a person's height..." Lime glanced at Zhan Qingyun sideways, then embraced Bai Yan's shoulder across the bar, put his mouth next to his ear, and said in a low voice , "Their teeth are sharper than steel sheets, and the saliva in their mouths always smells like rotting corpses..."

"Hey! Lime! Don't scare him!" Zhan Qingyun patted the table hard in the distance.

"Why?" Rhyme protested loudly, "Why not? Doesn't he need some mental endurance? Look at the epaulettes on his shoulders, he's going to be a police officer!"

"I told you, he's about to drop out of school!" Zhan Qingyun's voice raised an octave.

"I will definitely not quit school!" Bai Yan raised his voice and joined the long-distance dispute.

"Come on, Lime! That's right, I want to hear it! Please continue talking, I'm listening!" When Bai Yan said this, he stared at Zhan Qingyun provocatively.

"Then, guess—" Lime continued to whisper in Bai Yan's ear, "if a dozen of these dogs are starved for three days and three nights, what will happen when they see 'food' again? Maybe, you I can hear the sound of my own bones breaking—" The dark atmosphere in the coffee shop and the description of Lime's lowered voice made Bai Yan tighten his lips.

"It's like this—" As he spoke, Lime picked up a piece of bread crisps from the tray Baiyan was holding and pinched it in his hand, pressing the middle with his thumb—"click".

"Enough! Lime! Shut up!" Zhan Qingyun suddenly stood up and shouted, then walked towards the bar.

"Are you yelling at me? Zhan Qingyun? What's wrong with you today?" Lyme choked, and raised his head with a frown.

"Put away these jokes that you think are funny!" Zhan Qingyun had already walked up to the two of them, grabbed Bai Yan's arm, and dragged him half a meter away.

"Hey! Isn't this your favorite game? I like to watch those little white mice trembling, who is always hiding and laughing in the dark?" Zhan Qingyun ignored Lime's questioning, and he motioned Bai Yan to sit back Go to the outdoor table.

"Is he different from those little white mice before?" Lime asked, "Tell me, this little white mouse named Bai Yan, what's different about him?"