Strange Life of a Cat

The iron door outside was unlocked, only a wooden door. The relatively ordinary lock on the wooden door was not challenging at all for Er Mao.

Zheng Tan didn't know how long it took Er Mao to open the lock. He just felt that before he could figure out the reason, the door opened and the lock was intact.

I had only heard of things like master keys before. This was the first time Zheng Tan saw someone using a piece of iron wire to open the door. Before that, Zheng Tan only thought that these things only existed in legends. Experts are among the people, and this is absolutely true.

Er Mao went shopping and bought a lot of things, including biscuits and instant noodles, and a large bag of fish balls, shrimp dumplings and other quick-frozen foods. When this guy went into the kitchen, he only cooked instant noodles and dumplings. He was not very good at other things and was too lazy to do it. Do.

After opening the door, Ermao first took some unsealed bulk food in. There were too many things and they were scattered as soon as they were put down. It was not easy to take them all at once. Anyway, at the door of his house, Ermao was not afraid of anyone taking them away.

"Hey, take your cat's paws away! Don't open my things."

After saying that, Ermao went in carrying his things. Zheng Tan pulled his ears and sniffed the plastic bag with the name of the supermarket printed on it. The more Er Mao said he was not allowed to touch it, the more Zheng Tan wanted to touch it. He opened the plastic bag and flipped the two bags of fish balls inside, Tai Bing. I have no interest in the things inside.

Zheng Tan stopped paying attention to the contents of the bag and walked into the house. He watched Er Mao put away the first batch of things and then went out to pick up the rest. At this moment, Zheng Tan jumped up and opened the door.

Bang!

The door is closed.

Er Mao, who was locked out, was stunned.

"Fuck me!"

Wanting to use foul language but afraid of disturbing Professor Lan and the others next door, Er Mao cursed in a low voice, put down the bag in his hand and took out the wire to open the door.

Zheng Tan looked at the clock hanging in the living room and counted the time it took Ermao to unlock the door.

From the time the door closed until Er Mao used the wire to open the door again, it took less than ten seconds. In other words, the time he used to unlock the door was even shorter, estimated to be less than five seconds.

It seems that Er Mao is a habitual offender and his technique is quite proficient.

Er Mao came in with a bag and cursed, Zheng Tan turned a deaf ear to his words. Zheng Tan really wanted to learn the lock-picking technique, but after all, the cat's claws were much inferior and inflexible, so it was quite difficult to open the lock.

When Er Mao packed up everything and sat in the living room, watching TV and eating a lunch box, Zheng Tan squatted on the chair next to him and stared at Er Mao's wire pocket. Thinking about how to trick Er Mao into helping.

Being stared at all the time, it was hard for Ermao to ignore it. The cat in front of him didn't show any intention of eating the food in his bowl. If it wanted to eat, it would have started barking, right?

"What are you looking at?" Ermao chewed rice, with a grain of rice still stuck to his chin, "This?"

Following Zheng Tan's gaze, Er Mao took out the iron wire from his pocket. The iron wire had been placed around the city circle.

He probably found someone to show off to, and Er Mao suddenly felt proud.

"Why, do you admire my lock-picking skills? Hey, this kind of door lock can be solved with just one wire..."

Ermao blew a blow, spittle flew out, and Zheng Tan took a few steps back in disgust to avoid it.

"Have you ever heard of tinfoil opening a lock? Someone once said that a piece of tinfoil can open the lock of the entire community. Although it is a bit exaggerated, tinfoil is indeed a good prop. Moreover, even if different locks look similar, , but it may require completely different tools to open it. Here!" Er Mao took out a small leather bag from a pocket on the inside of his coat, "Hey, this is my treasure bag. With this thing, let's not talk about this. All door locks in the school, most of them can still be opened, except electronic locks."

Zheng Tan just sighed in his heart, it turns out that this guy is not omnipotent with all locks, and the next moment Er Mao added another sentence.

"There is another set of 'props' for the electronic lock, but it's a pity that I didn't bring it with me."

Zheng Tan: "..."

What has this junior brother Wei Leng done? Are there any black files or something like that? Let the Jiao family stay away from this guy from now on!

I don't know where Er Mao learned these things, but I have to admit that in a certain way, this guy is also a talent, but this kind of talent is not easy to serve as a role model, and it is easier to be labeled as a "bad guy". But for Zheng Tan, bad people are not bad people, and the evaluation standards are not absolute. Those who can help themselves are good people.

After Er Mao finished eating, he was about to lie down on the bed and take a nap. As soon as he lay down, Zheng Tan grabbed the sleeves and dragged him out, causing a few loops to pick up on his cashmere sweater.

"I'm warning you, don't go too far!" After saying that, Er Mao covered himself completely with the quilt.

Zheng Tan looked around and saw an empty mineral water bottle on the ground without a cap.

"Kaka, bang, bang, ka, kaka,"

There was a sound of stamping on plastic bottles.

Zheng Tan stood on the plastic bottle and jumped and stepped on it, making whatever noise came out.

"What a fuck!"

Lifting the quilt, Er Mao looked at Zheng Tan with a very unhappy expression. Then he noticed the black cat staring at his coat.

He took out the iron ring from his pocket and threw it towards Zheng Tan. Ermao was about to lie back on the bed and continue to sleep. As soon as he climbed into bed, Ermao's hand scratching his hair suddenly stopped. He thought of something and turned to look at the man squatting next to the plastic bottle. Black Cat said: "You want to open the lock?"

Zheng Tan stared at him. I thought: Should I nod my head at this time?

"If you say yes, flick your tail vertically, if you say no, flick your tail horizontally!" Ermao continued.

Zheng Tan twitched his tail, but he always felt that Er Mao's words came out too smoothly, as if he had said these words often, just opened his mouth, and it felt a bit natural. This is not normal. How would a normal person say such a thing directly to a cat? He and Zheng Tan were not familiar with each other. It would be understandable if Father Jiao, Wei Leng, and Fang San said this.

After receiving an affirmative answer, Ermao stood up and immediately became energetic, "Whose door are you going to break open? It's best not to be from this compound, otherwise it will be embarrassing for everyone next time we meet. Oh, it's better to be a little more challenging! Otherwise It’s boring to drive.”

Zheng Tan: "..." This paralyzed guy is so active!

Er Mao quickly dressed up and twirled his hair in the mirror to style it before going out. Rubbing his hands, "ok! Let's go!"

Zheng Tan led the way, and Er Mao followed. I wonder if Zheng Tan was overthinking it, but I always felt that Er Mao seemed to be particularly energetic at this time, more energetic than the previous times he had seen him.

When passing by the place where the cardboard box was, the black and white cat was squatting next to it eating.

Sensing the approach of Zheng Tan and Er Mao, the tabby cat raised his head and glanced at them before continuing to eat his own. After the temperature rises, some food goes rancid easily. However, unlike in the morning, fresh food is poured into the bowl. It is still leftovers, but relatively fresh. The fish heads were picked and eaten, then the rice, and the fish bones were thrown aside.

Without disturbing its meal, Zheng Tan looked at it and left.

Taking Er Mao to the tree in the alley, Zheng Tan looked at the closed windows, jumped up on the tree, and climbed higher to see what was happening on the other side of the wall.

It's still the same as in the morning. It seems that the man didn't reply at noon.

"So it's this family, do you still hold grudges?!" Er Mao interpreted Zheng Tan's behavior as the revenge for spilling coffee last time.

Zheng Tan jumped up the wall and walked to the small courtyard. Er Mao followed him outside and paid attention to his surroundings from time to time. Fortunately, not many residents around here went out at this time.

Following Zheng Tan over the wall, Er Mao settled in the yard. He did not step on the flower bed, but chose a relatively clean place so that his shoes would not be stained with mud and it would not be easy to leave footprints when entering the house.

The door lock on the back door of the house was a little more complicated than the door lock on the old house in the East District compound, but Er Mao brought the tools and opened the door quickly.

The layout on the first floor is relatively simple, and there is also a gym. People who can afford these equipment are considered to be in very good condition around here.

Ermao also saw the cat trap in the kitchen, but frowned and said nothing. As for Zheng Tan, he had no way of knowing what he was thinking.

Arriving on the second floor, Zheng Tan felt that it didn't matter which of the three closed doors was opened first. Since the man abused the cat and no other suspicious items were found on the first floor except the cat trap, it must be locked on the second floor. These three rooms are just waiting for Ermao's performance.

Ermao didn't feel nervous at all about illegally entering other people's houses. At the same time, he was not as excited and active as when he came before. He looked quite calm and behaved very naturally.

Er Mao did not immediately take tools to open the door. Instead, he walked around the second floor and then looked at the doors one by one.

"This should be the bedroom, and this is the study. As for this... I don't know, let's open this one first. The door lock of this room is also a bit more complicated, which should give us a surprise."

Zheng Tan didn't know how Ermao decided which room was used for what, but it looked very professional.

Although the door lock of this room is a bit complicated, it didn't take long for Ermao to come prepared.

After getting the door lock, Er Mao pushed the door open a gap and looked inside.

This door is a bit thick. Zheng Tan feels that it can be placed outside as a security door, but here it is just a door to a room.

After making sure there was no one inside, Ermao opened the door and walked in.

The sound insulation effect in the room should be very good. You can't hear the chirping of sparrows outside at all. The room is clear at a glance. There is a desk on one side with only some simple decorations on it. And opposite this desk...

Er Mao walked over and opened the curtain, revealing the hidden object.

It is about 1.5 meters long, nearly 1 meter wide, and nearly 2 meters high. One side is transparent, and there is a layer of tempered glass on the side facing the desk. People sitting in front of the desk can clearly see what is inside the object.

At first glance, Zheng Tan didn't know what this thing was for, and even thought it was for a bathroom or something. But seeing that Ermao's expression was not right, Zheng Tan climbed up on Ermao's shoulders and stood to look over.

"I saw this stuff on TV when I was a kid. This one is just a little simplified. However, I really didn't expect that there are people here making this kind of thing at home." Er Mao said in a deep voice, "There is a dish called roast duck. The duck paw is placed on a slightly hot iron plate, and then the seasoned iron plate is heated. The duck moves and jumps on the iron plate because of the heat. In the end, the duck paw is cooked, but the duck is still alive... This It’s something like that.”

Zheng Tan's gaze passed through the transparent tempered glass and rested on a metal mesh at the bottom of the object. It turns out that this is where the burns on the cat's paws come from.

Er Mao looked around the room and then walked to the window. The windows in the room seemed to have not been opened for a long time, and the thick curtains blocked the outside light. After finding a suitable place, Er Mao took out a miniature camera only half the size of his little finger and installed it.

Zheng Tan pulled his ears back. Er Mao had so much equipment!

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