Whispering Poems

Whispering Poems Chapter 26

2021-07-16

Chapter 26 The Suncat and the Light

"Of course not lost, Detective, you can't just suspect others. But that damn cat"

the man inside the door gnashing teeth said, as if the cat ate all his belongings, his expression was distorted:
"Quickly put that I'll never help take care of any orange cats again."

"Okay, where's that cat?"

Shade asked, and he didn't He doesn't like cats very much, but because of the generous commission fee, he will not object even if he walks the streets with the cat in his arms.

"On the roof."

The man points up, and the gnashing teeth's expression intensifies:
"Since the detective came to foster care, this cat has not Let anyone touch it easily, at least scratched my wife and Miss Cindy twice, it doesn't eat cheap cat food, and it keeps bullying other pets here, I have been running this place for so many years, I have never seen such an aggressive half. Year-old kitten. At this time, it must be sunning on it! Get it away, I can't take it anymore."

Shade stepped back slightly from the door, pretending not to hear the man's complaint. , then looked up towards this three-story building:
"How do you want me to climb to the top?"

"In the courtyard of this house, there are escalators to climb from the first floor. To the top of the building. I'm not going, I don't want to see that cat again!"

Of course Shade didn't want to climb so high, but he took safety very seriously. Just trying to convince the big-nosed middle-aged man, the latter shoved him a 1 shilling note:
"Hamilton Detective gave me 1 shilling and 10p to take care of it for two months. Now this one Back the shilling, get it away! Never let that cat in this alley again!"

The sound was so hysterical that the street chased the playing child, and the opposite The women leaning out of the building to hang clothes all looked over.

It's really unimaginable how much psychological damage that orange cat has done to him.

Follow the middle age person through the house to a backyard full of empty pet cages. The middle age person was holding on to the long metal ladder, while Shade cautiously climbed to the top.

The roof of the building is full of various rubbish and sundries, and I don't know how these things are transported up when they can only be reached by ladders. In the southeast corner of the roof, the only piece of clean ground, Shade saw the cat lying lazily on the metal pipe facing the summer morning sun.

It was indeed a young kitten, whose body was as soft as a puddle of water paralyzed on the pipe. It's not very big, it can even be said to be a little thin. The color of the fur shimmers slightly in the sun shining through the mist, which is a sign of health.

It's just that it's more like a white cat in a warm orange blanket than an orange cat. It was only when the cat stood up that Shade realized that the orange-yellow, even a bit dazzling, was really the color of cat fur.

The cat is standing on a metal pipe that was discarded on the roof, and one end of the pipe is cushioned on the broken sofa cushion, making the cat's position slightly higher than other surrounding items.

It stood up and turned its back to the early morning sun, its amber eyes looked towards Shade, watching the stranger warily. Shade has no experience in dealing with such animals, and because of the words of a middle age person with a big nose, he is a little worried that the orange cat will rush over.

But this orange cat, called "Mia" just like its owner, doesn't look very fierce. It's watching Shade, and Shade knows he's being watched, so he tries to be friendly, reminding himself of the cat's worth:
"I'll take you to meet your owner, Miss Mia San Gold. ."

He found a place in the trash, squatted down and patted his hands slightly, with a deliberate smile on his face, and as expected, this suspicious appearance received no response from the cat.

"Ms. Mia Gold."

It was just the most standard "Northern Kingdom Human Common Language", which is Delarion. This time, it's a sentence with a native Tobesque accent, which Shade has learned over the past two days:
"I'll take you to your master, Miss Mia Gold."

The orange cat's small ears swayed a bit, raised its right front paw and licked it, put it down and continued to stare at Shade.

Shade pursed his lips, looked around, made sure there were no taller buildings nearby, and held out his right hand index finger:

"Look."

The silver light on the index finger lit up, the orange cat's amber eyes widened immediately, it opened its mouth slightly, and stood on the rusted metal pipe, its beard quivering slightly. Stretched his head and looked towards the light:

"Miss Mia Gold."

Shade continued, then slowly approached the orange cat. Slowly stretched out his left hand, suppressed his worries about "wild animals", and gently picked it up with one hand.

The orange cat is not heavy, at least not now.

The cat still tilted its head and looked at Shade's right hand fingers, but did not escape from Shade's arms after the fingers' rays of light went out. It leaned back against Shade's chest, swiped its two small claws with the right amount of force, and fiddled with Shade's just glowing fingers, seeming to be very interested in the "new toy".

"Very good."

The detective let out a long sigh of relief and stood up to get out of here. And the young orange cat Mia just squirmed uncomfortably, but didn't struggle too much.

"I'm not fierce at all, and I'm even very good. It seems that I am also a person who can make other animals have a good impression."

Shade thought happily, at this time I saw something lying under the pipe where the orange cat was lying just now. So he held the cat in one hand, bent down and picked it up with his right hand, only to see that it was a box of some old Rhodes cards.

When using Rhodes cards, you must have a full set of 54 cards to use. If there are special cards, you can replace them according to the suit and card number, because all Rhodes cards have the same back pattern .

The box in front of me is not a special Rhodes card. It is similar to the one used by the three men Shade saw in the tavern. Just buy a box.

Seeing that it wasn't anything important, I put it in my pocket. Then, holding the cat in one hand, cautiously climbed the ladder back to the yard.

"I got an old deck of Rhodes cards on the roof, how much do I need to give you?"

The old deck looked like rubbish, but Shade didn't forget Say. This old card was worthless, and Shade put it in his pocket just because he wanted to make up a whole deck of cards with that [Founding Silver Moon].

And the middle-aged man with the big nose almost cried in front of Shade when he saw that Shade was really going to take the cat away. As for the garbage on the roof, he didn't care at all.

After that, he left Purple Iris Lane, but Shade didn't walk around with someone else's cat, but went straight to the house of Miss Gothe. During this period, apart from making a purring sound at the beginning, the orange cat Mia only continued to use her claws to pick up Shade's sleeves and the clothes on her chest, but did not try to escape from his arms.

Since Miss Gothe is willing to pay such a high price to find her cat, she must not be poor. She lives in a quiet residential block in the south of the city, "Shandru Street", where each household has its own small garden, and the fence gates are marked with their own nameplates.

(end of this chapter)