There was shock and astonishment on his face.

After being stunned for a few seconds, the boy exclaimed: "Is this teleportation?"

"No, this is space movement." Qiao Sang corrected.

Is there any difference between teleportation and space movement? The boy who had not undergone systematic learning did not quite understand.

But he knew that now was not the time to be curious about these things.

"You are such a great beastmaster." The boy looked at Qiao Sang and said sincerely.

Qiao Sang accepted the flattery with a clear conscience and said, "Let's find a place to sit down first. I'll call the police again."

"Okay." The boy nodded obediently and had no objection.

The two walked into a cafe across the street.

After ordering the food, Qiao Sang looked around and randomly picked a seat to sit down.

The boy sat opposite.

Qiao Sang dialed the police number, informed them of his current location, and hung up.

"Now can you tell me what's going on?" Qiao Sang asked.

The boy observed his surroundings, was silent for a few seconds, and said, "My name is Tim, and I'm from the 26th District. Two years ago, someone introduced me to a job, and then brought me to the 19th District."

At this point, a painful look appeared on his face. "I didn't know they were doing these things. They asked me to steal things, to pretend to be pitiful to cheat money, and sometimes to lead the grumpy wild pets to crowded places."

"I just wanted to make some money, but later I found out that many people like me were deceived, and some of them were abducted by them."

"I thought about escaping, but there was a beastmaster among them, so I couldn't escape at all."

"So I thought of stealing things from the beast masters, because only the beast masters could resist the beast masters, but those beast masters either let me go or beat me up directly, until I met you."

Gangbao listened quietly at the side, with a thoughtful expression.

It turns out that there are such miserable people among humans...

It was just as I thought. They were controlled by someone... But what was the point of leading a wild pet with a bad temper to a crowded place? Was there any way to make money from this... Qiao Sang didn't dwell on this question, and asked, "Are they an organization? How many people are there? Are there many beast masters?"

Tim thought for a moment and replied, "They are definitely an organization. I don't know the exact number of people, but I know there are quite a few beastmasters, and..."

When he mentioned this, he subconsciously glanced at the little treasure hunter next to him and continued, "Those beast masters basically have a ghost-type pet."

“Xunxun…”

Little Xunbao curled his lips and said, "Just say it, why do you have to look at it when you say this..."

Ghost-type pets... Qiao Sang is no longer the rookie who would search the Internet whenever she had a question. When she heard this, she immediately thought of some theories about ghost-type pets.

Different pets have different ways of evolving and absorbing energy. The vast majority of ghost pets feed on strange energies and convert them into their own energy.

For example, human dreams, resentment, fear, regret, and even life...

No wonder...she said something was wrong...

How much money can be stolen? Beastmasters have a high social status in Super Star and can do many things. Even if they fight two games in the pet arena, they can earn money that an ordinary person may need to work for a month to earn.

Besides, there is no benefit at all in attracting the grumpy wild pets to the crowd. However, if they want to gather the emotion of fear for the ghost pets, it is not difficult to understand... Qiao Sang sorted out the clues and comforted them: "It's all over. Wait for the police to come and tell them what you know."

She didn't intend to continue to get involved in this matter. A group of beastmasters with ghost-type pets gathered together might do anything crazy. Difficult matters should be left to the police to solve.

Tim nodded:

"Yes, I know."

"Miss, your coffee and milk." The waiter brought the drinks over.

Qiao Sang pushed the milk forward and said, "I ordered it for you."

"Thank you..." Tim was stunned at first, then he picked up the cup and took a sip carefully.

At this time, a man in police uniform pushed the door open and walked in.

Because his clothes were too conspicuous, Qiao Sang saw him at a glance.

He first looked around, as if looking for something, then his eyes fell on Qiao Sang, looked him up and down, and walked straight over: "Hello, did you call the police?"

Qiao Sang nodded slightly: "It's me."

The bearded police officer looked at Tim and confirmed, "Is this the boy who stole your things on the subway?"

Tim stood up and stood aside stiffly.

"It's true that he stole the things." Qiao Sang said, "But he was controlled by someone."

"It seems the case is a bit complicated. I have to take him to the police station." The bearded police officer looked at Tim deeply and said, "Please come with me."

Tim was not excited by the arrival of the police. He looked at Qiao Sang and asked solemnly:

"Can you tell me your name?"

Qiao Sang did not answer him, but took a sip of the coffee in front of him and asked, "Don't you need me to go to the police station with you?"

The bearded police officer was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "No need."

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After saying that, he grabbed Tim beside him and prepared to walk out.

Tim didn't move. He looked at the little beastmaster who helped him with anticipation, hoping that she could tell him her name.

Qiao Sang put down the coffee cup, rubbed his swollen temples, and said lightly:

"I'm afraid I can't let you take him."

"Why?" The bearded policeman frowned.

Because I am too familiar with the process of reporting the crime at the police station. You have so many loopholes. There are so many people here. As soon as I came in, I didn't even open my mouth, but they confirmed that it was me who called the police. Most importantly, you didn't even let me, the person who called the police, to record my statement. What were you thinking... Qiao Sang complained silently in his heart, but he appeared calm on the surface, with an unfathomable look on his face.

Tim seemed to realize something, showing a horrified expression, and struggled to break free from the bearded man's grip.

The bearded man didn't know what went wrong, and his face darkened, but he still maintained his police officer persona and said, "If you don't cooperate, I can only take coercive measures."

As soon as he finished speaking, a voice rang in his ears: “Little Xunbao.”

The bearded man was startled, let go of Tim's arm, and shouted: "Shadow sneak attack!"

A black shadow suddenly jumped out from the bearded man's shadow and rushed towards Qiao Sang along the ground.

Just when the black shadow was about to fall on Qiao Sang, Qiao Sang suddenly disappeared from the spot, including Yabao, Xiaoxunbao and Gangbao.

The bearded man widened his eyes, then thought of something, turned his head, and saw that Tim, who was supposed to be next to him, had also disappeared.

"!!!"

The bearded man couldn't help but yelled, "Fuck!"

He took a deep breath and immediately took a step forward to leave.

"Sir!" a clerk called out to him.

The bearded man turned his head with an unpleasant expression.

The clerk plucked up his courage and said, "The lady just now hasn't paid yet."

Bearded man: “.”

In a narrow alley, Tim looked terrified: "Wasn't that man a policeman?"

"Probably not." Qiao Sang said.

Tim was stunned and speechless.

The phone vibrated at this moment.

Qiao Sang took a look at the incoming call number and chose not to answer it.

"Don't wait for the police, I'll take you there directly." Qiao Sang said.

(End of this chapter)