The moment Da Ju jumped into the basement, he calmed down from his embarrassment, his pupils straightened up, and he carefully observed the surrounding situation.

Even though he had been chatting with Kong Xiuwen, his professionalism as a member of Team Nangong made him notice the sticky blood on the soles of the puppet's feet. Combined with the blurry footprints on the floor, the source of the blood must be in the basement.

Therefore, Daju fully believed that the basement should be the place where the puppet carried out his mission. He was mentally prepared to see a brutal murder scene. However, he never expected that the basement was much more normal than he imagined. The whole room was filled with gourd-shaped tumbler dolls, most of which were dyed bright red, and some of them were not finished being painted and placed in wooden boxes.

Two paint buckets were placed in the middle, next to a dirty paint brush. The paint on the ground was stepped on to leave several footprints. Obviously, this was the "sticky blood" they saw.

Kong Xiuwen, who followed Daju into the basement, picked up the cat by the scruff of its neck and stuffed it back into his windbreaker pocket. He carefully put on his gloves, picked up one of the tumblers, scanned it with a micro super-energy detector, and frowned: "There is no curse, no magic circle, no energy fluctuations - it's just an ordinary tumbler."

The kitten struggled to get out of the pocket, shook his hairy head, and was full of doubts: "But how is this possible? The Biluo Organization created a puppet that can run, jump, and think independently, just to throw it into the deep mountains and forests to paint the tumbler?"

Kong Xiuwen was also puzzled by this. He rubbed his temples, feeling dizzy from the smell of paint in the room. He took out a mask from his sleeve and put it on the kitten. He then tested the energy of the tumblers one by one and put them aside after confirming that they were harmless.

Daju was checking the clothes he had taken off and the folding space at Kong Xiuwen's cuffs. He spoke in a muffled voice while wearing a mask: "Our two folding spaces are full so quickly, what should we do with the remaining things?"

"The Beigong team is on the way," Kong Xiuwen, who was busy, took the time to reply, "They will take over soon."

Daju nodded, jumped to the ground, dodged the paint spilled on the ground with disgust, and rushed to the deepest part of the basement. He stepped on the pile of tumbler dolls and looked down, but he didn't find anything. He only found a yellowed pencil drawing with curled edges on the upper layer of the shabby cabinet in the basement.

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...

The person who drew this picture obviously had poor skills, as the whole paper is full of lines and circles. Fortunately, it still looks vivid, as you can see a dignified and elegant woman with long hair in the center, surrounded by puppets, dolls, tumblers and various stuffed toys, all of whom are smiling.

On the back of the paper, the corresponding position of each puppet, doll or tumbler was marked with their respective gender names in hellish script. There were common names like Susan and Mary, as well as cute nicknames like Little Pretty and Stupid. Behind the little puppet that was clinging to the woman's knees and timidly pulling the hem of her lace skirt, it said "Myself".

That woman also had a name.

Puppeteer.

[Oh yeah, why didn’t I think of drawing the happy times I had with Cat God?]

Cat Toy said enviously.

[Yun Jian, how about we sign up for painting lessons when we get back?]

Daju: “…Not very good.”

He held the drawing paper in his mouth, ran to Kong Xiuwen, patted his hand with his paw, and placed the drawing paper in front of him.

Kong Xiuwen took the drawing paper, glanced at it briefly, carefully put it close to his body, and sighed: "It seems that the legend of the three masters of the blue sky is real."

They had already guessed this when they discovered the Biluo organization, but since there was no solid evidence, they always held on to a glimmer of hope that things had not yet reached the worst point.

However, it turns out that troubles are always endless.

Daju was curious: "The legend of the three masters of the Azure Sky? What is this? How come I have never heard of it?"

Kong Xiuwen came back to his senses and smiled indulgently: "This is a very old legend. Now probably only the locals of Sufang City know about it. It's normal that you haven't heard of it."

Daju: “…”

But he is indeed a native of Sufang City!

Even if you take the racial issue of the vest into consideration, it can be considered a local cat of Sufang City!

He was about to continue asking when he heard a noisy sound of footsteps from above, accompanied by the familiar fluctuations of the space shielding device unique to the Twenty-Eight Mansions operation. It seemed that the Beigong team had arrived.

Not to mention Daju, even Kong Xiuwen's shoulders, which had been tense and alert, relaxed a lot. He picked up the kitten, turned around and jumped out of the basement, and stepped onto the first floor again.

"The person captured was a puppet made by one of the three divisions of Biluo," he said succinctly. "So far, no trace of other members of Biluo organization has been found. Check all suspicious items in the room. Don't touch them directly with your body, as they may be cursed."

The members responded in unison.

This is the biggest difference between the Beigong team and the Nangong team. I don't know if it's because the captains have different personalities, the atmosphere in the team is also very different. If it were a member of the Nangong team, they would definitely laugh and complain about the Biluo organization actually robbing the Twenty-Eight Mansions, while the members of the Beigong team all looked solemn, not to mention joking, they didn't dare to say much, and quickly got into work.

And Daju stared at one of the team members in amazement.

This team member was wearing the combat uniform of the Beigong team. He followed the other team members and rummaged through the closet. Both his neat movements and high spirits made him worthy of being an elite talent of the Twenty-Eight Constellations - but that was not the point. The point was that Daju was too familiar with him.

Even though he changed from the God Servant's attire to the Beigong Team uniform, Daju could still tell at a glance that he was the undercover agent of the Twenty-Eight Mansions who had spent a long time with Ragdoll Cat.

"Hmm? What's wrong?" Kong Xiuwen noticed Daju's gaze and thought he was curious, so he said calmly, "That's Yuan Zhao. He was promoted from a reserve member to a formal member after successfully completing the secret mission. He was still receiving training a while ago and just took office today, so you haven't seen him in the infirmary."

Da Ju suddenly realized, nodded, turned his gaze away from Yuan Zhao, and continued to search the rooms in this small western-style building with Kong Xiuwen.

The harvest was not much, but definitely not a small amount. This puppet obviously liked writing and drawing. Not only did he have piles of kraft paper, but he also drew many sketches of the puppeteer. Although his painting skills could be respected as a soul painter, at least the Twenty-Eight Mansions no longer had zero information about the puppeteer.

"This really seems to be a temporary place for a puppet to stay," one of the Beigong team members said in surprise, "This shouldn't be the case. The puppeteer released this puppet just to let him run up the mountain to count ants? Why didn't he even give him a decent mission?"

"And their purpose of releasing the puppets is also worth exploring. If a puppet who doesn't even understand the basic rules of human life is discovered, it will be easy to implicate the Biluo Organization. Wouldn't their years of hiding be in vain?"

Everyone was silent. Obviously, no one could figure out Biluo Huangquan's purpose. They just felt that there might be a deeper conspiracy behind it.

"Yuan Zhao, hey, Yuan Zhao," the Beigong team members, led by Kong Xiuwen, gathered together to discuss the origin and purpose of the puppet. The little orange cat ran to Yuan Zhao and stretched out its claws to hook his trouser leg, "Can you raise a cat?"

Yuan Zhao was stunned.

Kong Xiuwen's sharp eyes shot straight over.

The little orange cat was still looking up at him expectantly.

Looking at the cute little orange cat in front of him, for some reason he suddenly thought of another lazy, mysterious and beautiful cat god. Yuan Zhao's heart softened and he couldn't help but slow down his tone: "I have raised seven cats before, so I know how to raise cats."

However, after he joined the Twenty-Eight Mansions, he had no time to spend with the cats, so he sent all the cats to be raised by his parents.

So strictly speaking, what he said in the Cat God Sect was not a lie. Of course, fortunately, the believers felt that no one would dare to lie in front of the gods, and no one investigated whether he had a cat.

Daju: "Oh, then can you comb your hair?"

There was a strong sense of anticipation in his tone. He had always been thinking about the expert combing skills she had shown him during his time as an undercover agent, and had long wanted to enjoy it again!

Yuan Zhao smiled slightly: "Of course, if you need it--"

Kong Xiuwen, who had moved behind Ju at some point, suddenly picked up the cat.

"I can comb your hair, too," he said seriously, looking at the little orange cat with a stern face, "If you need me to, I'll help you comb your hair tonight. You don't need to find someone else to comb your hair for you."

Yuan Zhao: “…”

He still maintained a polite smile, but for some reason he suddenly felt a chill on his back.

Oh my God, could it be that he offended his immediate superior on his first day at work?

The author has something to say:

Yuan Zhao: Oh my cat god!

Twenty-eight Constellations: ...

After going undercover and helping to destroy the Cat God sect, there is one more devout believer of the Cat God in this world (tired smile)

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