Operation Red Book

"Hu, hu, hu..."

Alexander stood up, breathing heavily, and his neck made a cracking sound.

Seeing that the tiger's trouble was resolved, Jacob also stopped the passage of time.

The dial fell into his palm, and the leaves fixed in the air finally regained their original gravity.

Large leaves fell, and Alexander's extraordinary figure appeared in everyone's sight.

His eyes were no longer gentle, but instead had a bit more determination and courage.

"Okay, let's move on." Alexander said as he straightened his clothes.

Joshua let out a long breath, and a thin layer of sweat had already appeared on the palm of his hand that was tightly gripping the hilt of the lightsaber.

He rubbed his hands on his clothes, and his hands were sticky, as if they were covered with a layer of solid glue.

Just as he was about to turn off the lightning of the lightsaber, a sudden whimper startled the uneasiness in his heart like a stone hitting his heart.

He exchanged a quick look with Moriarty and once again tightened his grip on the hilt of his lightsaber with both hands.

"Ah wu——"

There was another strange whimper, with some of the tenderness of a baby, some of the breathy voice of a caracal, and some of the malice of a wolf's howl.

"careful!"

Moriarty reminded everyone loudly, he stretched out his right hand and made a "stop" gesture to Alexander in the distance.

"Ah-wu-"

The sobbing came from far away and gradually got closer, as if it was on a distant mountain top, yet also as if it was right next to my ears.

Oh my God, I couldn’t tell the location of that thing. Joshua swallowed and tried his best to reduce the interference of breathing on his judgment.

The remaining people formed a circle and gathered Bai Xue in the center.

There was a gleam of vigilance in everyone's eyes, and they were carefully watching the movements in all directions.

"Gurgle--woooooo..."

There was another strange cry, which only lasted for a moment before disappearing into the lush forest.

It was very exhausting for Joshua to keep his nerves tense all the time. After a few minutes, his energy had been exhausted and he became breathless.

"Ha ha……"

"Woo-woof!"

As soon as you slack off, they suddenly attack, and you don’t know whether it is a blessing or a curse.

In short, this mysterious little enemy is finally willing to appear in front of everyone.

It is smart and knows to attack the person who lets his guard down first.

But it has not learned the physics knowledge in China's junior high school, otherwise it would not have been able to practice the power of photoelectricity itself.

"what--"

Joshua screamed as a ball of gray cotton rushed towards him.

Fortunately, the human body's instinct overcame the acquired fear, and he subconsciously tightened the weapon in his hand. At this moment, the disgusting stickiness became the basis for his courage.

Taking advantage of the fleeting shadow, he quickly raised the lightsaber in his hand and swung it towards the dark cloud.

"Zila Zila——"

A bluish-purple light crawled along the gray and covered its entire body. The bluish-purple light enlarged in the blink of an eye, and in less than a second it was thrown out heavily.

“Wooo ...

It was wrapped in blue-purple electric light and flew away. With a loud "bang", its huge body hit the thick tree trunk.

The treetops were swaying back and forth, and tender green leaves fell from the branches, forming a green barrier.

Through the gap in the barrier, Joshua finally saw the gray mass. It stayed on the tree trunk for a few seconds, then slid limply onto the grass.

It was twitching on the ground, with thick, transparent mucus oozing from beneath its sharp canine teeth.

"What is that? Is it a wolf?"

Thomas followed Moriarty and asked quietly.

"Are wolf ears this round and wide?" Joshua frowned and said, "It looks like a husky crossed with a Labrador and a corgi..."

"This is a stray dog." Bai Xue said suddenly behind him.

Moriarty slowly turned his head, and his cold eyes met Bai Xue's wet eyes.

"Are you okay? What happened..." Alexander hurried over.

"Same trouble as the tiger," Thomas replied worriedly.

"This is a wild dog... wild dog? Where does the wild dog come from? Aren't wild dogs from Africa? Snow White is from Africa?" Jacob asked while fiddling with his pocket watch.

It turns out that Beatrice de Poppa was a racist, and it took a lot of effort to arrange Snow White's racial identity in this way.

If she had lived into the 21st century, she would have been a film production executive at Disney.

"Don't worry about it. There are too many phenomena here that cannot be explained... Anyway, what should we do with it now?" Moriarty asked.

"Of course, we must eradicate the roots of the problem."

"Throw this thing into the river."

"Bake it and eat it! Bake it and eat it!"

Others began to make suggestions, and each of them was extremely cruel. If you didn’t know them, you would think they were messengers from hell passing by.

"Or, let's not do it..."

In the crowd, a tiny rebuttal was lost in the noise. Bai Xue pursed her lips, her eyes full of worry and fear.

Unfortunately, no one heard her request, except Joshua, perhaps because he was thoughtful, or perhaps because their thoughts happened to resonate.

Joshua looked at the wild dog twitching under the tree roots. Its limbs were straight, its yellow pupils had long been dilated, and its scarlet tongue was stained with a few green grasses.

When he thought that it was his lightsaber that hit the soft creature, guilt and self-blame surged like a fierce tide, squeezing Joshua's heart.

He still felt a little reluctant: "It has become like this, otherwise... just let him stay here."

Joshua suggested quietly, cutting in just in time for everyone to hear.

But no one answered. After a long wait, only Jacob snorted disdainfully.

Even the son of God does not necessarily inherit the Father's kindness, as was the case with Jacob.

Joshua suddenly felt irritated. He turned around with a dark face and slammed the lightsaber in his hand shut.

"Whatever. I'm going to keep going. It's getting dark. I have to find a place to stay."

Joshua said coldly, frowning and walking towards the depths of the forest.

"Ahem--wool--woof!"

But before Joshua could take a step, a wolf-like whimpering sounded behind him again.

"Jacob!" Moriarty shouted.

Joshua's heart sank. For some reason, Moriarty's cry sounded like a pre-prepared dish that had been prepared long ago.

"Alexander, turn the children's heads away!"

Moriarty continued to give orders, and Joshua waited, not knowing what he should wait for.

He had no choice but to turn around, and then his pupils constricted. The scene before him was something he had never expected.

The golden pocket watch in Jacob's hand slowly floated up, a broken leaf stopped in front of Joshua's eyes, and a transparent high wall was erected in front of everyone.

The wild dog jumped up from the ground at some point and hit the still wall of time.

It had a bloody mouth and a fierce light in its narrow eyes. Its black and yellow fur was flashing with blue and purple light.

The sharp teeth that were powerful enough to bite off a neck were steaming as they moved in the direction of Joshua.

Moriarty raised the sword in his hand and pounced forward nimbly.

He grabbed the wild dog's head with one hand and pulled up all the fur on top of its head, while holding the sword tightly in the other hand.

Then came the sudden movement of the knife and the sound of a "swish" that made one's scalp tingle.

Joshua didn't close his eyes or even blink.

His mind was blank, and his heart was filled with inexplicable emotions, mixed and colorful. What were those emotions?

Joshua didn't know, he only knew that he almost fell into the beast's mouth because of his uncontrolled emotions and excessive worries.

Joshua knew what this unnecessary thinking of human beings was - a virgin heart, which was selfishness in the final analysis.

Moriarty held the wild dog's head in one hand and the soft body in the other, and walked silently into the depths of the woods, leaving only a large dark red bloodstain under the roots of the tree.

Another gust of wind blew, and the green grass under the tree roots fell towards the direction where the clouds were piled up.

The fiery clouds dyed half the sky red, illuminating the treetops that reached into the clouds.

Half of Joshua's face was red from the heat, and he felt scorching heat. He didn't know if it was because of the fiery clouds or the falling tears.

No one spoke, only the two children sobbed quietly.