Strange Life of a Cat

Zheng Tan didn't run away from here like those cats. Before the man could react, he picked up a low bench and threw it over.

Boom!

Another blow.

Blood flowed from the nose, sticky between the covered fingers. The man felt dizzy, but even so, he knew one thing: there was definitely someone in there, and with the force of the thing that was thrown just now, it was definitely not a child. Damn, how could there really be someone? !

In the darkness, Zheng Tan changed places and stood next to another low stool. If the man still had the ability to pick up the wrench on the ground, he wouldn't mind shaking the stool again. The reason why he didn't smash it was that Zheng Tan wasn't sure about his own strength. Would it be fatal to smash it with such force? Compared with the thieves in the East District compound at that time, Zheng Tan's hatred for them is not high. He wasn't afraid that the man would find him, as long as he didn't rush out and the movement of throwing the chair wasn't exposed to the moonlight, no one would think of him.

In fact, Zheng Tan wanted to jump over and kick and slap him a few times, but he didn't want to be found abnormal, so he tried to hide as much as possible, just preparing to create an illusion that there was actually someone inside.

As for that woman, she had a lot of thoughts, but she was not very courageous. She was really frightened by what happened just now. She wanted to find out if there were any good tools on the ground for self-defense. Those cats looked creepy. But when she lowered her head, she directly met a pair of bright cat eyes.

She saw the cat standing two steps away from her, not moving, just staring at her. Not much emotion can be seen in the eyes that are shining with reflection, whether it is friendliness or curiosity or vigilance, all are covered by that light.

The woman was very scared, and didn't care about it anymore. She took out something from a small satchel and threw it at the cat in front of her, without paying attention to what it was.

Faced with this situation, apart from Zheng Tan, the only cats in the Eastern District who really dare to confront people directly are the fat ones. It's a pity that the fat man is fattening at home. If Ah Huang meets him, there's no need to say anything, let's talk about running away. However, it was the sheriff who was facing this woman now, and it would also run away, but if it had the chance, it would go up and scratch its paws before running away. And the Sheriff did exactly that.

Lianxiangxiyu, what, he doesn't understand at all.

The sheriff ran back quickly after scratching his paw, and jumped onto a shelf. It was safer to hide on it. At the same time, he pressed his ears and fur and looked at the woman. Like the other cats, he said " Woohoo" growled.

Hearing this kind of roar in broad daylight did not cause much reaction, but in such an environment, when the cats scattered all over the house made this sound at the same time, it made people feel creepy.

Zheng Tan glanced to the side, and found that the woman covered her face, screamed, then turned and ran out.

According to the woman's height, it is really possible for the sheriff to jump up and scratch her face, but I don't know to what extent. Is it a trick that the sheriff guy learned when he watched the girls fight and scratch their hair and face? Anyway, this guy... is acting more and more violently.

As soon as the woman ran, the man who was about to fight back also turned around and slipped away. After finally clearing his mind, the situation in the room is not clear, and he doesn't know how many people there are. Now, if he is facing it alone, he has no way to deal with it. It's better to escape.

As soon as the two people blocking the door ran away, the cat in the house also ran out a little.

Zheng Tan didn't chase, and didn't run away immediately, he squatted on the spot and thought for a while.

It's getting late now, according to the usual habits, you should go home, if it's later, Jiao's father and Jiao's mother will have some objections, fearing that something will happen to Zheng Tan again. But now...

There are still bloodstains on the ground, even if the door is closed, Jiao Wei and the others will probably be frightened when they come over next time, and no one will know what happened. It is too late to take preventive measures. Today is Thursday, and there are still three or four days until the next time they come over. No one can say whether there will be any thieves in these three or four days. Once there is a second time, the things left here It's not worth too much money, but that's only relatively speaking, even if it can only be sold for a few hundred yuan, it can still make a thief think about it.

It is estimated that most people who play this are not short of money, and people like Jiao Wei are in the minority. But those people took great pains to organize this place like this, if it gets messed up and some parts are lost, they will definitely be very upset.

To remind them, or just ignore it?

It’s okay to leave as soon as possible. Everyone here knows that although there are not many cats “settled” here, there are many cats moving around here. To make trouble, to blame is to find the thief, and it has nothing to do with the cat.

Zheng Tan didn't want to be nosy, but if he could get those people to thank him this time, he wouldn't be angry even if he broke their car in the future, right?

Instead of thinking about asking for help, it is better to make people owe favors. This is what Zheng Tan concluded after experiencing some things and getting to know some people.

For people like He Tao and Ye Hao, if you beg them, even if you offer some benefits in exchange, it can at most satisfy your request temporarily, but making them owe favors is different, it is a long-term investment.

After making a decision, Zheng Tan put back the car and the remote control that he had played with just now, and then walked to the side of the circular track.

In order to enhance the atmosphere, there are some small flags on the inner and outer circles of the circular runway, including red, yellow, white, black and blue flags. There are pictures and words written by those people on it.

Zheng Tan pulled out some of the small flags and threw them on the ground, otherwise it would be too conspicuous to pull out one.

Grabbing the small white flag with words, let the pointed end of the flag rub against the blood that hadn't solidified yet, stained with blood, then Zheng Tan carefully grabbed the cleaner flagpole and ran outside.

The sheriff followed him and ran out, but Zheng Tan was nowhere to be seen just after a few steps, flicking his tail, he turned back and had some fun by himself. Anyway, there are still a few cats inside, so it can continue to play for a while.

Zheng Tan ran towards Jiao Wei's shop with a small blood-stained flag in his mouth. During this period of time, the business of Jiao Wei's small restaurant was good, and Jiao Wei would help there at night until after ten o'clock.

At this time, Jiao Wei was helping to clean the table, and the last group of people had just finished eating and left.

While wiping the table, a figure suddenly rushed over and jumped onto the table, making a few footprints.

Zheng Tan put the little white flag in front of Jiao Wei, wondering if this kid could see the origin of the little white flag.

Jiao Wei was stunned when he saw the small flag in front of him. After noticing the words written on it and blood stains, he looked at Zheng Tan, then at the small flag, lifted Zheng Tan and checked left and right, and found that he was not injured.

"Whose blood is this?! No, isn't the flag in the house over there?" The words on those small flags were written when they were joking, with signatures and game records, and this small flag is from last Monday. Of course, Jiao Wei could recognize the results of the competition during the performance test.

After asking the question, Jiao Wei realized that there was only a cat in front of him, so he stopped talking and immediately used the phone in the store to call someone.

"...Are you sure the door is really locked? Oh...it's okay...I just asked."

After hanging up the phone, Jiao Wei talked to his parents and rode the second-hand bicycle he bought to the old tile house.

Zheng Tan, who was squatting on the table, watched Jiao Wei go away, and cursed in his heart, "Abandoning the hero and running away!" Then he jumped off the table and didn't go home directly. He planned to go to the old tile house to see the excitement. The credit has not been decided yet, otherwise the work will be in vain.

When Zheng Tan arrived, Jiao Wei had just finished calling the others and walked over there. There is an IC card public telephone on the side of the road next to the driveway in the old Wafang District, and Jiao Wei made the call from there.

The people who received the call, regardless of those who were playing games, picking up girls, or sleeping, when they heard that the door of the sports car had been pried, they immediately dropped what they were doing and ran over to notify other people who hadn't been contacted by the way.

As for the old tile-roofed building, Zheng Tan didn't see the sheriff when he arrived, and he probably went home. The remaining cats probably ran away after seeing Jiao Wei, and now it's empty.

The light was on, and the blood had dried, but the bloody wrench and the small stool at the door were still there, and Jiao Wei didn't move them.

After the others hurried over, they saw the wrench and the stool at the door at a glance.

"Damn it! Is there a fight here? It's full of blood! Jiao Wei, are you not injured?" one person asked.

"It's okay, it's not mine, it's like this when I came here." Jiao Wei briefly explained the situation when he came here.

"The door lock has been picked. Although it is not obvious, some scratches can be seen." Another person standing at the door said.

Zheng Tan squatted beside them quietly, listening to their discussion, and after Jiao Wei told him about holding the flag, several people came up to Zheng Tan, praising and asking questions. But Zheng Tan maintained a dazed look, pretending that he didn't know anything and couldn't understand what the other party was saying. He seemed to be no different from other cats. He finally settled down in his heart, as long as these people didn't deny our contribution.

"Forget it, you can't find anything by asking a cat. It's pretty good that it can inform Jiao Wei." The "Senior Brother Cheng" said.

The person next to him nodded, "That's right. Damn, if I find out who broke the door, I can't beat him to death!"

"I really didn't expect this place to be missed."

"Tsk, people nowadays can do things like stealing a dog with a little profit."

"But our school is so good..."

"Ability is not directly proportional to character."

...

No matter how angry they are at the moment, they still have a lot to do. I cleaned up the things on the ground, checked what was missing, and changed the door lock. When they finished their work, they found that it was already eleven o'clock.

"I'll go! It's already eleven o'clock, the dormitory building is closed, and I have to be criticized by the building manager."

"Do you close at eleven? We're at half past eleven."

"That's because you are a master's building, and our undergraduate dormitory closes at eleven o'clock. Brother Cheng, you have to help us this time, otherwise the old doorman will be nagging for a week."

"Why do you want Brother Cheng to come forward?" Jiao Wei was a little puzzled.

The person who spoke just now is in the same college as Jiao Wei, in the same dormitory building, but he is only a junior.

"Swipe your face, let's see what people order." A person next to him interrupted.

"The dormitory manager can't afford to offend. The inconspicuous old man may be a relative of a certain school leader. There used to be a student in our building who quarreled with the building manager. He thought that the building manager was just in charge of the janitor. It’s just an old man, a low-level employee. I didn’t expect to be called by the counselor to talk to him the next day. I found out later that the old man’s son is from the administration building of the school, and I heard that he still has some power.”

Zheng Tan didn't listen to their conversation anymore, he was in a hurry to go home, it was already eleven o'clock, he would also be criticized when he went back, and he would be nagged by Jiao Mama for a long time, a week... maybe more than that.