Trafford’s Trading Club

Shu Xiaoshu looked at today's ‘battle fruits' with surprise - not expired or opened cans, but new, and even quite a bit of frozen meat.

The kid's been out looking for food lately and she knew it.

Despite the fact that hundreds of people in their hearts are reluctant to let cheese do this, the family has always been in a state of balanced spending with no savings, if not cheese… while other children are younger and naturally unable to do it.

As for soothing yourself, it's more inconvenient to move.

“Cheese, tell me honestly, where did you get these frozen meats? ”

Cheese has been very intelligent since childhood, and as soon as he heard Shu Xiaoshu's tone, he understood that his mother was beginning to doubt herself, but he had already figured out how to deal with it.

So the cheese lowered its head and tried not to let Shu Xiaoshu see her face, like a child who had done something wrong: “Mom... I'm sorry, I went to see Dad's old colleagues. ”

“Soothing...” Soothing soothing.

The cheese still lowered its head: “The human aunts at the cleaning company, listen to me, Dad... after Dad wasn't there, they all pitied me and gave me money. I'll go get you something to eat. ”

“Alas... you child.” Shu Xiaoshu was both heartache and sad, holding the child well with tears.

“Mom, I'll make you some meat first. You have to eat more!” The cheese is changing the subject: “If you don't eat, your younger brother or sister in your tummy will eat too! ”

“Good boy.” Shu Xiao sighed, “for your sake. ”

“Mom, I'm fine!” Cheese looks up and shows a big smile: “I'm going to get something to eat! My brother and sister haven't had any good food in a long time! ”

“You go.” Shu Xiaoxiao barely revealed a smile and then returned to the room - just a corner of the basement separated by a curtain cloth.

And a youngest daughter, still in the form of an animal, who needs constant care.

After seeing Shu Xiaoshu lift the curtain inside, the cheese frowned and gently rubbed its arm.

I'm afraid I hurt my bones when I was twisted here by that giant rat demon, but I just embraced him and I couldn't bear to keep my mouth shut.

Soon after, the cheese took a deep breath, cheered up and started pounding the meat on his hands.

He prepared food to help his siblings eat, then looked after Shu Xiaoshu until Shu and the other siblings fell asleep before stopping.

But it's almost midnight.

Cheese left the basement alone and came to the empty space in front of this old house. There were several concrete tubes in the open space, one cheese sitting on top of the other, watching the moon in the sky start to hang out.

How long will this life last?

The supermarket... I'm afraid I can't go anymore.

Tomorrow, shall we find somewhere else? Otherwise, food...

Primary school, don't go.

Come on, cheese.

You're not a child anymore. You have to take care of your mother and younger siblings.

He speaks silently to himself… saying something and reason that he can think of at his age.

Be strong.

The cheese suddenly bursts into tears... be strong.

He shrugged his shoulders slightly, wondering if he could rely on one at this time… one that, even if not spacious, could bring a safe shoulder.

When I was a little girl, cheese remembered that Shu Yu used to take him to this place and start looking at the moon and the stars. There wasn't much extra entertainment at the time, but Shu Yu could always tell a lot of interesting stories.

Suddenly, the cheese detective went to his neck and took an iron whistle out of it - a gift that Shu Yu had given him before.

The whistle has been particularly cherished by cheese over the years - because Shu Yu once said that if you run into danger, blow the whistle.

Of course, when he and Shu Yu were nearby ‘picking up the treasure' - cheese knew that if it was too far apart, Shu Yu could not hear it.

How long has it been since the whistle blew?

In fact, the whistle never blew —— because cheese never thought he'd find his father one day.

And the whistle's voice...

Cheese said to himself, “It really sounds like a hummingbird. ”

He whistled over and over again.

Of course, he didn't dare use too much force, he just blew it gently. Cheese and say it yourself, just this evening. After tonight, don't blow it again, it's useless... it can't make itself strong, it can only make itself weak.

Too late, it's time for the cheese to rest. In less than two weeks, he seemed to have completed the boy to man transition in a flash, trying to make himself self-disciplined.

But when he was ready to leave, he suddenly felt like there was something behind him, so instinctively he turned around.

Aah!

The cheese suddenly screamed and suddenly slipped off the cement pipe!

He saw a ‘thing’... that once brought him horror experience!

But without waiting for his body to fall from the ground, the cheese suddenly felt safer - his body rolled, rolled, and finally gently placed where it was sitting!

This is the tail of… this‘ thing '!

This, in the underground pipeline of the supermarket, rescued him from the rat demon and left without a word... weird ‘thing’!

It squatted quietly beside itself and placed its hands on the pipe, while the tail behind it swayed gently, twisting its head.

Cheese finds… it doesn't seem to have the horror imagined.

“You... you came to me?” The cheese got bold at the moment, but didn't dare get too close, and asked carefully: “You... who are you? ”

It doesn't seem to be able to talk, the cheese just sees this‘ thing ’'s curtains snap and close quickly.

Is this, do you understand… or do you not understand?

“Do you have a name?” The cheese continued to ask curiously.

This thing still hasn't answered, but the cheese feels like it's been staring at itself… the whistle in its own hand.

When the cheese stunned, he subconsciously blew the whistle again, and found that this thing was reacting again - the tail behind it was obviously swinging a little faster.

……

But... how is that possible?

The cheese laughed bitterly and then shook its head.

He looked at this thing, and they looked at each other like this, and after a while, the cheese tried to sit a little closer to each other.

“Why don't I call you Iron Whistle?” Cheese suddenly says, "... well, you didn't say anything, so you said yes? ”

It... the iron whistle blinked, as if to say again: I can't speak.

“Iron whistle! Ha-ha-ha! ”

……

……

In a room in the forensics department of the bureau.

“Chief Qin, it's so late, why don't you go? ”

“I'll take care of this. You should get off work.” Old Qin didn't turn around either, just looking at the microscope all the time. He lifted his head at this point, "Never mind me. ”

“Well, Chief, you take care of yourself. ”

This Chief Qin is a well-known workaholic... he even sleeps directly in the office sometimes, the highest record being that he hasn't been home for half a month.

After hearing the sound of closing the door, Old Qin gently squeezed his eyebrows and then tossed his head hard. He seemed to be thinking about something and looking at the lens of the microscope again.

What it amplifies is that during the day, strange mucus was found from the scene of the murder...

“What structure is this…?” Old Qin looked at him and muttered to himself: “Not a liquid at all... like a biological cell? ”

Old Qin frowned more and more firmly. But after some time of reflection, he was still unable to reach a result, so he planned to do something to develop his thinking.

Old Qin took a deep breath, and after putting on another pair of white gloves, he picked up the scalpel - he was going to take a look at the autopsy at night.

See if there's anything new.