Get out of the way, Tiga is getting bigger [Comprehensive British and American]

Since he thought so, An Chunzhi asked:

"...Is your relationship already this good?"

Strange immediately turned his head away in disdain like a cat whose tail has been stepped on.His tone of voice was as calm as ever, full of arrogance, but so fast that it was almost unintelligible: "Me and him? I have a good relationship with Sherlock? How can I have a good relationship with him! Boss Ann, you think too much -"

"But you called him Sherlock." An Chunzhi said straight to the point without waiting for Strange to finish his long sentence.

"I can't call him Watson. How much do you think I would like to call him by his name? If he didn't speak too fast during the quarrel, the pronunciation of 'Holmes' is not as fast as that of 'Sherlock'. Do you think I would?" Is that what it is called!" Strange was almost at a loss for words.

--PhD!Do you think anyone will believe this foolish reason!

"It's normal now, you still call him Sherlock." An Chunzhi hit the nail on the head again, and his eyes became more suspicious.

Strange: "..."

He cleared his throat, his face tensed and returned to his haughty and indifferent appearance, just as he raised his right hand at a loss to conceal something - the red cloak hidden in his coat protruded a corner, like a flattering little eunuch She bent down to help him.

"We just—" Strange had a sullen face and a dry voice, and it took him a long time to choke out the truth, "I only admit to Sherlock when we quarrel."

There is nothing to admit to arguing!my doctor!

...So this is still a relationship born out of arguing?Or because Sherlock is leaving?

An Chunzhi didn't intend to ask further questions.After all, he is happy to see that the relationship between the two pseudo-twins in the store can improve.

He looked around and suddenly realized that he had nothing to do for the time being.

The store can't open now, although Sherlock has planned a bunch of new products, because the truck has been borrowed, so he can't buy them now.

An Chunzhi's Tiga energy hasn't fully recovered, so he can't go out as Tiga now - lest he be killed by the Kirierods when they implement their plan.For the same reason, he couldn't go to the Avengers Building to confess his identity until he solved the Kirielods.

Steve has work to do.Usually An Chunzhi would choose to chat with the boxing coach when he was bored, but now that he knows his true identity, he can't do that anymore.

Bored, An Chunzhi couldn't help looking around, and found that Strange was back busy again - he was picking out all the damaged and damaged products and piled them up at his feet, and he didn't know what to do with them for the time being .

"You pick them first. I'll send these things to the big trash can and pack them up. I'll take them away when anyone needs them." An Chunzhi made a decision in the blink of an eye.

He is very numb now, still in that broken can and broken state.

This is not only his shop, but also his home.It was heartbreaking to see it suddenly destroyed like this.

An Chunzhi walked around to the burned-out and ugly counter, took out a small translucent round jar from inside, and deliberately shook it a few times——

As soon as the rustling sound was heard, the little white cat on the ground suddenly became energetic as if it had been injected with chicken blood. It kicked its hind legs on the ground, jumped onto the stool and onto the counter like an arrow, and squatted there staring blankly. Looking up at An Chunzhi, the little milk voice drawled and said coquettishly:

"Meow--"

The small round jar is the little white cat's favorite dried fish!

Usually, it's okay, An Chunzhi will only be tempted by the cuteness of the little white cat, at most, his face will bleed.But as soon as Captain America confessed to him today, he saw those familiar beautiful blue eyes looking over him with wet eyes, acting pitifully coquettishly, and hooking his hand with his tail halfway.

Various unspeakable images suddenly appeared in An Chunzhi's mind.

—— was completely hit in the heart, unable to resist.

Medic, where's the medic? ?

He clutched his heart and thought.

As the name suggests, small dried fish are made of very small fish, and they all have a fishy smell.

An Chunzhi unscrewed the round can, and after picking it for a long time, he found the smallest one and put it on the table.As soon as the little white cat jumped on it, it gnawed down immediately, and finished eating in a few bites.

It raised its head again, looking at An Chunzhi expectantly.

"No more—Hilpagon, look at me like this again." An Chunzhi immediately put away the small round jar, waving his hand to refuse.

Originally, because small dried fish has its own salty taste, cats cannot eat more, let alone kittens with weak digestive systems.The little white cat is only about four months old, and An Chunzhi only dares to let it eat the smallest one.

"Meow——" The little white cat squatted on the counter and seemed not to give up, and his voice became softer and more milky.While staring at An Chunzhi with wide eyes, it clicked its mouth as if trying to reminisce, and stretched out its front paw, which it just threw at the small fish, and placed it near its mouth, sticking out its tongue to lick it.

An Chunzhi filled the little white cat's water basin with clean water, put it on the counter, and began to bargain: "Hilpagon, if you drink all the water, I'll give you some biscuits."

Maybe it's because he habitually wanted to drink water after eating the dried fish, even though he couldn't understand An Chunzhi's words, the little white cat still moved his head towards it, and quickly licked the water and drank it.

"..." An Chunzhi stroked the little white cat's silky fur in satisfaction, bent down and rummaged through the counter.

There are three magic weapons for him to win: small dried fish, catnip, and small biscuits.

It's a pity that dried fish and catnip cannot be eaten too much, so the only things that can be added to the little white cat's meal are small biscuits.

"... Strange, where is my cat biscuit?" An Chunzhi didn't care at first, but after searching for a long time, he couldn't even find a small packet.Only then did he search around earnestly, and then saw the box of cat biscuits in the trash can next to him.It was a large cardboard box and scattered small plastic bags.

An Chunzhi: "..."

He turned his head suddenly and called out loudly, "Stephen!"

"What?" Strange immediately poked his head out from behind the shelf and asked.His hair is a bit messy, dust and sweat are stained on his forehead, his expression is still in a dazed state of thinking, he is writing something on the notebook with a pen while asking, his lips are still moving , meditating on the data.

"Have you seen Sha Ji's cat biscuits?" An Chunzhi asked.

Strange had learned to ignore completely unfamiliar names.He recited it silently several times and recalled it for a while, then suddenly realized, and said firmly, "I saw Sherlock eating in your bedroom just now."

"Eat?!" An Chunzhi couldn't help showing a hideous expression.

Strange's face was blank, and he seemed to be frightened by him.

An Chunzhi quickly put away his expression and explained: "No, no, I'm not angry that Sherlock ate the cat biscuit, I'm worried about him! Because when I just bought it, I also tasted it out of curiosity..."

The whole handsome face of the black-haired young man was wrinkled together, so wrinkled that the cauliflower was willing to bow down.The meaning contained in his voice is indescribable: "At first I only tasted the meat floss, and the biscuits were still crunchy, which tasted delicious... But then there was a particularly strong fishy smell, stinky and stinky!"

"So I couldn't help but vomit after taking one bite. It was useless to drink water desperately in other shops. It still had that unbearable smell." An Chunzhi couldn't bear to recall such a tragic past, and felt extremely sympathetic Asked, "Did Sherlock eat it just now?"

"If you say that..." Strange pondered, wondering if he should tell Boss Ann the truth, "When I was in the bedroom just now, I saw Sherlock took all the cat biscuits left. Prepare to coax the cat—because Sha Ji was pissed off by him."

"Sha Ji didn't eat cat biscuits, and even pretended to bite him and fight with him. Sherlock was so angry that he ate all the cat biscuits."

"..." An Chunzhi's expression was indescribable.

He imagined a scene where Sherlock and the little white cat stretched out their hands (paws) to fight each other. After the melee, the curly hair on Sherlock's head became messy, and the white hair on the little white cat seemed to explode.In the end, the unreasonable Meow Meow Fist won. Sherlock, the loser, and angry Sherlock Holmes is actually a naive ghost, so when he gets angry, he will eat the cat biscuits that the little white cat likes even if he is desperate...

Sherlock, you are so naive, does your brother know that?

An Chunzhi took a deep breath and decided not to pursue this matter.He dug out a cat teaser from the counter, picked up the little white cat and carried it up to the second floor.

Anyway, I had nothing to do in the afternoon, so An Chunzhi decided to move the TV to the bedroom, and while watching TV programs on the bed, An Chunzhi teased the cats and cultivated their relationship.He went back and forth again, brought up the kettle and teacups, and left a cup for Strange on the counter before going upstairs.

Red dates and wolfberry water, plus three spoons of honey, is still the old formula.After all, the weather is getting colder and colder now, and everyone wants to drink something warm and comfortable.

The bedroom on the second floor was still messy after the battle, An Chunzhi simply tidied it up before getting under the covers and turning on the TV.He didn't tune to the TV drama channel immediately, but planned to watch the latest news first.

——To his surprise, no matter which channel it was on, the screen was full of the face of a man with a hood.The man raised his hands in a welcoming gesture, and repeated with a mysterious and deep expression:

"...Are you in pain? Do you feel the injustice of this world? Do you know what caused your tragedy? The angel is about to come, and she will guide you, lead you! Let you achieve true happiness. Let's wait and see."

This must be the ability of the Kirielod people again, but this time they actually control all the TV channels.

The man's voice became more and more angry and high-pitched: "We Kyriairods are following in the footsteps of the devil... Yes, the cunning devil Tiga Ultraman disguised himself as a savior, but you should see clearly His true face! Look, how many people he killed before, just passed away without paying attention during the battle. Couldn't his behavior let you see clearly?"

"...The door of the angel is about to open, and all filth will be melted in the holy flame. The first one to be purified is Ultraman Tiga! Pray! As long as you are willing to believe, you will be redeemed by the angel! "

There seemed to be some magical power in his voice, he repeated it over and over again, and in the background behind him, those staff members seemed to be bewitched by raising their hands and praying loudly.

An Chunzhi listened solemnly and seriously.Because he knew that the man in the hood was an accomplice of the woman in the hood before, and the plan he was in charge of was to brainwash the general public by means of spiritual confusion, making those people think that Ultraman Tiga was evil and needed to be eliminated .Then the Kiriarods killed Tiga in public, and the only thing left was to rule the earth.

But the reason why the woman came to find fault with him was also because the hooded man's plan was not going well.

An Chunzhi took out his mobile phone and searched the Internet for related news——

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[Please urge me to review when you see me]: Is there something wrong with that alien on TV?I just said that I want to rule the earth, and then I said that the angels are going to save us. Do they think I am dementia?

[Strawberry Cake]: Although the IQ of the alien is worrying, he seems to be hypnotized.My grandma stared at the screen for a while, and then wanted to pray along with her. I was too scared to watch TV anymore.

[It's Ayu]: It's a big scapegoat on Di Jia's head.He said that Tiga is a devil, at least Tiga saved us, what about Kiri... I also watched the angel released by people in the sky, it is a stereoscopic video synthesis technology, but the image production is too rough? ?Are you embarrassed to call it an angel?It's an obvious conspiracy, can't it be more concealed?

"..." An Chunzhi smiled silently.

So apart from hypnosis and brainwashing, these ordinary people who are used to seeing superheroes and high technology will not believe it so easily.

They are not as simple as the people in the Tiga world.

The author has something to say:

An Chunzhi: "Sherlock, do you know that you are so naive?!"

His brother Mycroft: "...I really know."