Chapter 68: Annabelle
Due to the unexpected intervention of the Police, Mindy and Cross's pursuit could only end inconclusively.
Unless absolutely necessary, neither Cross nor Mindy would choose to engage with the Police.
Afterward, Mindy and Cross immediately turned their car around and drove away from the Police, and Mo Fei naturally followed behind Mindy.
When they reached a desolate area, Mindy stopped and got out of the car, and Mo Fei also stopped and got out.
But Mo Fei didn't see Cross; he must have left on his own earlier on the way.
Yet, Mo Fei had been watching his Ford GT500 Cobra the entire time and never noticed anyone jumping out of the car.
Indeed, the skill of a top assassin is extraordinary!
"Brother, why did you chase after me by yourself? Don't you know it's dangerous!" Mindy pouted, looking at Mo Fei with dissatisfaction: "The enemy is very strong, even I can't protect you in a fight!"
"You have the nerve to say that!" Mo Fei flicked Mindy's forehead: "As soon as I came out of the pharmacy, I saw you running off with a creepy old man, leaving me alone in the wind, feeling half-dead, do you know that!"
Mindy rubbed her throbbing head, stuck out her pink tongue, and ingratiatingly hugged Mo Fei's arm, shaking it: "My Master isn't a creepy old man; he's our parents' sworn brother! It's said that he once saved our parents more than once, and of course, our parents also saved him, so can you simply treat him as an outsider?"
His parents' sworn brother in this World?
Then he really should help.
Mo Fei frowned and thought for a moment, then said, "What if his enemies find our house?"
"No, when I was driving, I disguised myself; she couldn't possibly recognize me."
"What about the car? What if she remembered the license plate number?"
"Brother, don't you know? Your girlfriend is already working on modifying this car, and the first thing she's modifying is a setting that can change the license plate number." Mindy said, demonstrating to Mo Fei; as soon as she pressed a switch, the car's license plate number changed to another: "When I was chasing her, the license plate number was not ours at all."
"Is it that magical?" Mo Fei gasped.
"What's so magical about that!" Mindy pouted: "Many people who like to race cars know how to do this; the only difference is whether the license plate number changes automatically or manually."
"What about the car now? Just throw it away?" Mo Fei looked at the Ford GT500, which was riddled with bullet holes, and frowned.
"Everyone around us knows we bought this sports car worth 200,000 U.S. dollars. Suddenly throwing it away would be suspicious and attention-grabbing, and if we just threw it away... that would be too wasteful! It would be best if it could be repaired as good as new." Mindy stroked her chin, saying that if you don't manage a household, you don't know the cost of living. She had been managing the family's expenses all these years.
She was a virtuous younger sister!
"It's full of bullet holes and gun marks. Which repair shop would dare to fix it? They're not fools; they definitely wouldn't want to get involved in this mess!"
"I think there's a certain silly girl who would be very happy to help you fix this car, Brother." Mindy thought for a moment...
Under the bright incandescent light, the silly girl...Pooh! Mikayla had just finished repairing a Toyota Corolla, wiped the sweat from her face, and smiled slightly, finally done.
Since the agreed time with the other party was almost up, Mikayla had to work through the night. The other party would pick up the car tomorrow, and the repair price was 500 U.S. dollars.
With a high price, the requirements could naturally be a bit higher.
She sniffed herself; she smelled entirely of engine oil. Mikayla put down her wrench, hammer, and other tools and went upstairs to her room for a shower.
Casually dressed in a cool T-shirt, Mikayla started cooking.
She was so busy she hadn't even eaten dinner yet!
Mikayla's cooking wasn't particularly good, but what she made was edible and filling, unlike Mo Fei, whose creations were all biological weapons!
When Mikayla emerged from the kitchen, carrying a plate of fragrant fried rice, she was suddenly astonished to find a small yellow cat on her sofa.
A slightly plump orange cat, with an ID tag around its neck, was lying on its back on Mikayla's sofa, looking utterly resigned to its fate.
"Little fella, how did you get into my house?" Cute and adorable things can easily capture a girl's heart. Even a girl like Mikayla, who yearned for extreme speed, was very fond of cute animals. The kitten perfectly fit Mikayla's aesthetic, and she immediately went to pet it.
The kitten, of course, couldn't answer Mikayla's question, but being a bit hungry, it lost its dignity, sniffed the fried rice Mikayla made, and meowed pitifully at Mikayla.
Its previous two litter-scoopers were extremely unqualified, always arguing. These past few days were even worse; they had forgotten to feed their cat Master!
Have you two scoundrels gotten too arrogant, or can I, your cat Master, no longer wield a knife?
So, the cat Master went on a spontaneous trip to replace you two unqualified litter-scoopers!
"Are you hungry too, little fella? Then big sister will share some food with you."
Mikayla went to the kitchen, got a clean bowl, and poured a small half-bowl for the kitten.
The yellow kitten immediately ate with gusto.
Mikayla ate her own meal while happily petting the cat.
"I live on the second floor, and the windows and doors were closed when I went out. I really don't know how you got into my house, little fella."
"Are you accidentally lost, or have you been abandoned by your Master?"
"But it's very late now, so you'll have to stay at big sister's house for the night! Tomorrow morning, I'll help you ask around to see if your Master lives nearby, and if I find him, I'll send you home."
When the kitten had eaten its fill and was lazily lying on the sofa, Mikayla curiously picked up the ID tag around its neck. It read—Annabelle.
Other than that, there was nothing else.
"Annabelle, is that your name?" Mikayla stroked the kitten's head, asking curiously.
She didn't expect the kitten to answer, but after she asked, a hint of disdain flashed in the kitten's arrogant eyes.
"You're so cute, your Master would never abandon you. She must be very worried right now, right?"
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Star-Lord had just helped Professor X's girlfriend unclog the drain... no, it was Wesley's good friend Bailey who had just helped Wesley's girlfriend unclog the drain. Wesley's girlfriend got out of bed to take a bath.
It was because the drain was clogged that she hadn't dared to shower earlier, afraid that the bathroom would get so blocked that Water would flow out over the threshold. As soon as Bailey unclogged the drain, she immediately went to the bathroom, needing to wash.
"Is Wesley working overtime at the company again tonight?"
"Who knows? After work, I rushed back to comfort you, but I think with Janice's style, he's definitely still working overtime!"
"Oh." Wesley's girlfriend was not surprised at all.
"By the way, where's that cat of yours?" Star-Lord... Bailey started his post-coital cigarette, lying lazily on Wesley's sofa, asking suspiciously.
"Annabelle?" Wesley's girlfriend exclaimed: "That's right! Where did Annabelle go? I haven't seen her all day! Nothing happened to her, did it? I'm so worried; she's still so small, so fragile, she'll definitely be bullied outside!"
Although Annabelle was kept by Wesley's girlfriend, she always pushed the responsibility of feeding her food and Water to Wesley. Therefore, after Wesley left, no one fed Annabelle.