Owl Detective
The evidence is conclusive and the murderer has been caught, so William doesn't have to get involved in what happens next.
His nerves had been tense from yesterday evening until this afternoon, and he had hardly had a rest for the entire day. He really couldn't take it anymore.
"Oh! Of course." After hearing William's request for leave, his boss was very enthusiastic and even generously gave him half a month's salary. He winked at him and said, "Rest assured, great contributor. Remember to reward your owl!"
William, who originally wanted to go home and rest, was stunned for a moment and replied: “Of course, thank you for your reminder.”
Yes.
He should pay Mr. Owl.
So, William, who got off work early, did not go home immediately. Instead, he turned to the street market and used the bonus he had just received to buy a bag of raw meat with different flavors. He planned to go home and process it and then find a time to deliver it to the empty house.
It would be great if I could use this opportunity to build a good relationship with Mr. Owl, William thought.
Although William was troubled by the fanatical flattery from his superiors and the newspaper, deep down he actually looked forward to working with Owl again.
With its help, future cases will be easier to solve, right?
After all, this time, we can skip all the mechanical processes and directly locate the murderer...
"Coo, coo, coo!"
After pushing open the door, William, who was still daydreaming, was shocked all over and frightened by the two glowing eyes by the window.
Looking again, that familiar dark brown feather, serious yet cute face, isn't that the owl he has been thinking about?
Whatever he thought came true, it was like his secrets were exposed, and he didn't know how to face it.
"Um, hello, Mr. Owl..."
After a long stalemate, William finally spoke hesitantly, his expression apprehensive and nervous: "I didn't expect to see you again. Thank you very much for your help these days."
The owl at the window was silent.
The cold, silvery moonlight sprinkled on its body, and the evening breeze blew its soft ears, making it look extremely mysterious, as if it would suddenly disappear in the next second.
But it has always been elusive.
William adjusted his mentality, took the initiative to pick up the bag in his hand, and said tentatively: "To thank you for your help, I actually prepared some gifts for you, I wonder..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw the bird opposite him tilt its head, and its already bright eyes seemed to be even brighter.
Narrator:
“With the help of detectives, the police solved the case at an unprecedented speed and caught the murderer.”
"This unique method of solving crimes has made the detective and the mysterious detective he calls himself famous ever since."
"The incident was over, but the detective unexpectedly saw the detective he thought had disappeared at home."
"He has confirmed the other party's identity and has personally witnessed his ability to solve cases like a God's eye."
"So even though the detective's attitude was still bad this time, the detective did not feel offended, but was particularly considerate and tolerant. After all, geniuses are always weird."
In the camera, William originally wanted to turn on the light, but after hearing the owl by the window hooting a few times in a threatening manner, he gave up the action and walked into the house in the dark relying on the faint moonlight by the window.
Even though he was so careful, he didn't know which of his actions offended the moody detective. He hadn't taken a few steps when a figure suddenly flew over and he felt a chill on his head - his top hat was torn off.
The culprit grabbed the top hat and threw it aside, then flew to the head of the bed, staring at the human with his two glass-like eyes without blinking.
"Calm down, calm down, Mr. Owl."
William was not angry. He just wanted to comfort the owl as much as possible. Before the owl launched its next attack, he quickly raised the bag in his hand, revealing the raw meat inside. He said in a gentle voice, "Perhaps my attitude was not respectful enough the last few times. For this, I must apologize to you. In addition, I also want to thank you for not holding a grudge and giving me guidance."
"Good news. With your help, the case has been solved."
Owl: "Coohoo!"
"Yes, it's all thanks to your help, so I brought you a reward."
Owl: "Coooooo?"
Perhaps it was William's always calm and polite attitude that touched it. The owl, which was originally standing at the head of the bed, relaxed its inflated wings little by little, and slowly paced from the head of the bed to the foot of the bed in the dark, peeking its head out to look at the food in the human's hand.
"I originally wanted to send it to that hut..." William put the bag down and stepped back to keep his distance, "but since you are here, please enjoy it."
"Gu! Gu!"
The owl flapped its wings and hooted a few times, then tilted its head to look at the human.
Unlike the previous state where it was backlit or hidden in the dark, the owl standing at the end of the bed was now illuminated by the faint moonlight. It was a rare leisurely state, and William could easily appreciate the true appearance of this mysterious detective.
It has a round face and round eyes, and its slightly opened hooked beak forms a triangular notch. Combined with the fact that it can't help tilting its head to look at people, for some reason it doesn't look as majestic and scary as one would imagine, but rather a bit cute.
Probably something like the “◎Δ◎” expression.
Then, the smile on William's face became more sincere: "If you feel that my gaze disturbs your eating, I can turn around."
After saying that, he turned around and relaxed, admiring the night view by the window.
Wow——Coooo——
There were some subtle sounds in my ears.
It sounded like a cloth bag being pushed open and then raw meat being swallowed mouthful by mouthful.
It sounded quite relaxing, so he yawned.
After waiting for a while, the voice behind him suddenly disappeared. Just as William was hesitating whether to turn around, something suddenly grabbed his shoulder tightly. At the same time, a large ball of fur wrapped in the wind hit his shoulder.
William:?!
It took him two seconds to realize that the owl had landed on his shoulder.
Surprise, worry, nervousness and other complex emotions intertwined in his heart. He tried his best to keep his shoulders still and tilted his head carefully.
And met a pair of golden eyes.
William even breathed more slowly.
After staring at each other for a few seconds, the owl on the opposite side seemed to be bored and turned back.
After that, the owl began to preen its feathers, and occasionally raised its claws to scratch its itchy head. Compared to William, who was stiff and dared not move, it looked so comfortable.
After all, from the owl's perspective——
Confirmed by eye contact.
It’s my younger brother for sure!
Not only was it not ashamed or annoyed about having its territory invaded, it also offered food to it after being provocatively attacked by it. Now that it was suppressed by it, it was submissive and dared not resist. It really wanted to be its little brother.
The Owl Detective thought so.
For the sake of the high-quality prey without fur or bones, it could reluctantly accept this younger brother.
Goo, after all, I ate something dirty the last time I was foraging, and I felt a little uncomfortable when I spit out the food ball. It’s not impossible to go to a new place.
“Gu——”
The big brown bird raised half of its wings, patted the young man's head whose temperature was gradually rising, and unilaterally announced in an extremely willful manner that the territory here had changed hands.
Of course, William didn't know this.
Narrator:
“It was this attitude that earned the detective his initial recognition.”
"Although the partnership has not been formalized, the detective plans to move in here and share the apartment with the detective."
"Oh, the detective's wishes are not within the detective's consideration. The main thing is that he is willing, so sharing the house is a must."
Audience: Phew.
He is indeed a willful detective.
[Oh, I understand! So the police officer used food to subdue the detective! ]
[It makes sense, it makes sense. Many owls in the news have experienced the days of having food come to them when they were rescued, so they keep trying to get money from people (). No animal can refuse the joy of getting something for free! ]
[Hahahaha, I was worried about what the detective would do if my boss boasted too much during the day, but now the detective has come to my doorstep. I don't have to worry about it anymore.]
[The detective looks familiar. It's rare to see a detective so friendly. He must be flattered, right?]
Yes, that's right.
William felt the bird's feathers rubbing against his neck and ears from time to time. Although these parts were not sensitive on normal days, the temperature could not be stopped from rising at this moment, and a large area turned red.
The previous few meetings were not pleasant, and he thought that the best outcome today would be that the owl would live with him peacefully for a while and then leave, but he didn't expect that the other party would be so close to him.
While he was flattered, he couldn't help but wonder why the detective's attitude had changed 180 degrees.
He turned his head to look at the bag beside the bed, then looked away.
No, it certainly couldn't be such a shallow reason.
Since it is a wise bird, it will definitely not be moved by food.
After thinking about it, William believed that the owl understood what he had just said and was happy to know that the case had been solved.
Lucy's mother's recommendation is still fresh in my mind -
"Although they may seem strange when you are with them sometimes, detectives must care about the case and the truth."
"As long as they can solve a case and show their ability, detectives are happier than anyone else."
"In fact, the detective is a pure genius."
So, Mr. Owl should be happy to help solve the case, right?
This hypothesis reached its climax when William finished washing up and came out to find that the owl was still in the room.
He realized that he might have been chosen by this mysterious detective.
When the next day's newspapers were published, almost half of the city was talking about the Owl Detective of the East District Police Station:
"Is it really the owl that appeared?"
"The case was solved so quickly! I thought it was a powerful serial killer, but he was caught so quickly! This detective is really amazing!"
"This process is too strange. Did they know the murderer from the beginning?"
"Wow, can you promote it in this way? It's really scheming..."
The streets and alleys are filled with all kinds of sounds.
At Lucy's house, the voice was much purer.
"I knew Officer William could do it!"
Lucy held today's morning paper tightly in her hand. This was her first time buying a newspaper. Although she had always disdained buying newspapers, when she learned that the headline of today's newspaper was about the alley murderer, she bought it without hesitation.
However, even after buying the book, she could not recognize a few words and had to rely on her mother to read to her.
She cheered so excitedly as soon as she heard the title.
The woman touched Lucy's head and continued to look down, her expression becoming more and more subtle.
In this report, the murderer and the detective are just supporting characters, and all kinds of boldface and bold symbols are fanatically promoting the wisdom of the owl.
There’s even a column dedicated to combing through the owl’s guidance.
It did seem incredible, but considering the newspaper's usual exaggerated style, she had to think rationally about the authenticity of these things.
...Besides, after all, this detective was recommended by her, so why did it turn out like this?
Did the man leave? Or did the detective look in the wrong place?
"Mom? Mom!"
The slap on the arm brought the woman back to consciousness, and she continued reading fluently, treating those exaggerated descriptions and sublimations as a fairy tale told to her daughter.
But Lucy really took it seriously: "Owl, is it so powerful?"
She held her face in her hands, her deer-like eyes full of longing: "I want to see it, too. Does it have magic? Can I learn magic too?"
The woman tapped her head and said, "There is no magic in the world, there are only magic tricks at most. But even magic tricks are the same as the ones your mother performed for you. You will learn it if you study more, so you must study."
"snort……"
Lucy snorted and pouted, obviously dissatisfied.
Just spoiling the fun and cheating.
Such a powerful owl, just as those older kids said, must have magic!
I really want to see it!
William's daily routine was turned upside down.
Due to the days of investigating the alley murder case, he is now unable to get up during the day and cannot sleep at night, just like his roommate in the room.
The difference is that he can't sleep with one eye open during the day, so he will always be woken up by the patrol leader.
After struggling for a few days, William knocked on his boss' door.
"Oh, my great detective..."
When his boss with a mustache heard that William wanted to work the night shift, he was shocked. There was even a hint of admiration in his eyes that William couldn't understand. Then he said a series of words:
"This is the first time I realize that you are such a dedicated person, huh!"
"To be honest, you don't have to really do this. There's no need to really think of yourself as an owl, kid!"
"But this is another good topic! You really know how to cause trouble for those people in the newspaper, haha!"
"Don't worry, I will ask them to record your heroic appearance while patrolling the streets tonight!"
"No."
William refused without knowing why. "Thank you for your tolerance, but I didn't force it, and I don't need anyone else's record. I just want to be with Mr. Owl."
"oh--"
This time, not only his boss, but also some of his colleagues looked at him with admiration.
William was really confused by this.
Fortunately, he was transferred to the night shift as he wished, and on the first night after the transfer, he successfully asked his roommate to go out together.
On the street, a young man in uniform was patrolling the street at a leisurely pace, and on his shoulder, a large dark brown bird rose and fell as he walked.
“Gu-gu-gu-gu”
Night is when owls are most active.
The eagle owl looked around with bright eyes, leisurely exploring the new map with its younger brother. Suddenly, it heard a faint sound, and the next second, it turned its neck 180 degrees and looked at the street corner behind the young man.
In the dim light, its eyes are dim.
At the same time, the people in the newspaper office who were called by the mustache inspector to follow William thought they were just working overtime to continue the popularity of the owl detective: ...
OMG!!
No, are you serious?!
They had all thought that the so-called owl was just a fictional character created by the clever detective to attract attention, and the subsequent hype was a tacit cooperation, but they never expected that this owl actually existed in reality? ?
After the shock, they tried to comfort themselves.
Uh, uh, it should be that this detective just specially tamed an owl, right?
How could it be possible that, as he boasted, the owl helped him solve the case...
"Gu! Gu!"
But the next second, the eagle owl in front suddenly turned its head, called out excitedly a few times, spread its wings and flew in a certain direction.
William was startled and chased after him without hesitation.
The followers behind them also looked at each other and gritted their teeth before chasing after them.
Then, they came across a murder scene. Thanks to the timely warning, the murderer failed to kill and was subdued by William on the spot before he could run away.
Oh my god, are you serious?
The people in the newspaper office didn't know what expression to make. They felt like their faces were wooden. They could only give weak explanations in response to William's doubts.
"Coo."
At this moment, the owl that was originally hovering in the air suddenly landed beside the victim, tilted its head and stared at the other's wound for a long time, then suddenly turned its head 180 degrees and locked onto the few people who were doing nothing behind it.
Those golden eyes that seemed to be able to see through everything were an invisible deterrent in the darkness.
"Well?!"
Several people in the newspaper office were horrified by what they saw and hurried over to help.
The noise of the night passed in a flash.
In the following days, the praise for the Owl Detective in the newspapers became much more plain, without too many fancy descriptions, like a silent respect.
This was the first time they had gotten real, and they really didn’t dare to write as sloppily as they had done before.
You know, their original follow-up plan was to write a romantic scandal about the Owl Detective... uh, but they definitely can't write it now!
"Tsk, look at what you guys have been writing lately!"
But the editor-in-chief of the newspaper was dissatisfied with this.
He threw down a few stacks of newspapers from his colleague and pointed at the headlines on them and said, "Look! The competitors have already appeared! The White Rabbit Detective, the Lion Detective, the Robin Detective... Each one is so interesting!"
He paced around the room, giving instructions to several people:
"And what about you! I gave you the opportunity to record it, but you wrote a few boring sentences!"
"Where is that literary talent from before?!"
"Now I've praised it enough, but where's the story? Where's the plot? Where's the eye-catching stuff?!"
Several people looked at each other, and suddenly remembered the owl that turned 180 degrees to look at them. They shuddered and dared not say a word.
The irritable editor-in-chief threw newspapers in their faces and told them to go back to their workstations to reflect on their mistakes, but not long after, they were called back again.
"Well, I think you have already reflected on your mistakes." The editor crossed his hands and put them on his chin in a serious tone, his eyes showing joy. "Now, in view of your excellent manuscripts, I will give you another chance."
"As far as I know, an old nobleman in the West District has invited the famous detectives today, hoping that they can gather in the villa for an interesting detective competition."
"This is a great opportunity to make big news, you must seize it."
Someone couldn't help but say, "Well, I don't think Detective William would participate in such an event."
"Yes."
The editor-in-chief seemed confident: "We have already cooperated with the Owl Police Department. He has to go even if he doesn't want to!"
So, William really got the invitation letter with an owl pattern carved in gold thread as his boss asked.
William: ...
He frowned, really not wanting to participate in such a meaningless competition.
However, his detective didn't think so.
"Gu!"
As if sensing something, the owl that was resting with its eyes closed in the room suddenly opened its eyes, unceremoniously snatched the invitation letter from the human's hand, and rubbed it with its claws on the table, showing rare interest.
You should know that normally owls will only perk up when they encounter a murder during their night patrols. Generally speaking, they are lazy and slack. The abnormal reaction at this time must be unusual.
Maybe there will be something special at this detective gathering.
William: “…Hmm.”
He seemed to be thinking about something.
Since Mr. Owl is interested, why not go there once?
Other detectives: No, man, are you really bringing an animal?
The person who hyped himself as the Lion Detective: ...Just die.
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