The mental power gained from expelling the hellhound was more useful than Yun Jian had imagined. Even though he would change his vest every night and stroll around the city, he was still energetic during the day. He quickly made up for the classes he had missed because he suddenly grew cat ears and a cat tail and was distracted.
"The study in the second year of high school is too intense," Yun Jian sighed, "I haven't even finished my homework yet."
[Is this why you recite your text while fighting?]
Cat Toy complained without hesitation.
Yun Jian smiled awkwardly, curled up his fingers to cover the full text of the poem written densely on the sticky note, leaned on the guardrail on the roof of the building, with his legs dangling in the air, swinging leisurely.
"There are only two hellhounds tonight, so I have nothing to do now."
Although the number of hellhounds that appeared every night was uncertain, he still had to wait until the sunrise before he could finish his work, in case new hellhounds ran into the human world after he returned home. He had to get up from the bed, put on his vest and run again.
Fortunately, the hellhound is afraid of light and water. During the day, it will only hide in the trash can at the end of the alley and pretend to be a stray dog, so Yun Jian will not have to skip classes to fight monsters in the streets.
The cat toy fell into deep thought, and when he came to his senses, he saw Yun Jian almost hanging on the railing of the rooftop of a high-rise building, mumbling a text with his eyes closed. His tail was raised high and swayed to and fro with the tone of his recitation, like a large fluffy pendant.
It sensed the situation near the Hell Gate, but didn't feel any unusual fluctuations, so it didn't speak and just listened to Yun Jian's endorsement in silence.
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"What's that smell?" Not long after, Yun Jian shrugged his nose and suddenly opened his eyes.
He stood on tiptoe, exerted a little force, and bounced straight from the edge of the rooftop railing, jumped to the top, and looked down with his dark blue cat eyes.
[Is there a fire?] There was a hint of uncertainty in Cat Toy's voice.
Its capabilities are limited and it can only sense the aura related to the Gate of Hell. Its vision at other times is not much different from Yun Jian's. It is like a 360-degree camera with a diameter of ten meters installed next to Yun Jian.
The cat's ears moved slightly, and the superior hearing of the tabby cat allowed the distant cry for help to reach Yun Jian's ears. His eyes became fierce, and he didn't bother to talk to the cat toy anymore. He jumped downstairs, stepped on the towering electric poles, and left a muddy footprint on the window glass of some store, and rushed to the fire following the sound.
He originally thought that a building was on fire in the middle of the night and was ready to rescue people, but he ran further and further away and finally came to a dilapidated area of low-rise buildings that were about to be demolished. He saw flames leaping in the half-collapsed house.
The middle-aged man with an unshaven beard raised his hands high, and a huge ball of fire condensed in his palms. There was a circle of burning firewood around him, and in the center of the firewood was a young child who was crying in fear.
There was a mobile phone placed in the corner, and the sound of a couple sobbing and begging for mercy came from the microphone. Yun Jian listened to a few words and realized that this guy who could control fire seemed to be extorting money with the child's life.
"So there really are people with super powers," he muttered in disbelief. He didn't rush forward, but hid on the shabby roof of the bungalow, with only the tips of his cat ears showing. "Will it help if I call 110? Or should I find a fortune teller or something?"
[It should be useless, right?]
Cat Toy has been guarding the gate of Hell with the Cat God for nearly a thousand years, and has very little understanding of the human world. Apart from what Yun Jian has said in the past few days, he has only seen some pictures of cats on his phone. Naturally, he doesn't know how to deal with this kind of thing.
[How about we just ignore it? This has nothing to do with hell.]
Yun Jian didn't say anything. He stared at the trembling and crying child in the circle of fire for a while. He saw the fire-controlling man turn off the video on his mobile phone, walk towards the child with a sinister smile, and suddenly jump up and jump down from a high place. His sharp metal claws scratched the middle-aged man's neck. He thought he would encounter fierce resistance, but he didn't expect that the fire-controlling man looked strong and powerful, but in fact he was quite fragile. He fell down without a sound, and the raging fire in the house suddenly went out.
"This guy is too weak!" Yun Jian was horrified, "If I hadn't stopped quickly enough, I would have almost cut off his neck!"
He felt that this fire-controlling man was too weak, but Cat Toy saw it clearly - he was a mage who used fire to attack from a distance, and was completely defeated by a nimble assassin who got close to him - if Yun Jian had not chosen to launch a sneak attack at the beginning, but ran out to fight the fire-controlling man head-on, even if he could win in the end, he would never be able to emerge unscathed.
But before Cat Toy had the time to analyze the details of their fight with Yun Jian, the little boy who was originally trapped in the fire circle had already run over with his short legs, hugged Yun Jian's calves tightly, and wiped his snot and tears on his face on his pants: "Police brother!"
"I'm not a policeman," Yun Jian grabbed the back of the child's collar, feeling a little sorry for the pants he had just washed yesterday. He wanted to pull him off his legs, but his fingers touched the child's still trembling body. He changed his mind instantly and raised his head to rub his head. "You can call me Lihua. Cat Man Lihua, isn't this code name nice?"
Seeing the big fluffy tail swaying behind Yun Jian, the little boy's eyes lit up: "That sounds good!"
Yun Jian shook his head in amusement, bent down to pick up the child, grabbed the trouser leg of the fire-controlling man with his other hand, jumped up, and ran towards the police station in the city center with a clear goal. He unceremoniously threw this dangerous super-powered man into the police station yard, and placed the child on a chair not far away. He stood on the top of the street lamp and waited for a few minutes. When he saw the police come out and lead the child into the house, and then carried the fire-controlling man in, he turned and left.
It was already dawn.
Three men in black special uniforms hurried to the demolition area and rushed towards the dilapidated bungalow in the center with a clear goal.
One of them stood in front of the door and snapped his fingers. The mottled weeds on the ground grew wildly, forming a dense grass net that quickly blocked the entire house.
"No one is inside," another man walked in with a sniper rifle in hand. After a careful inspection, he turned around and said, "There are signs of burning and fighting inside the room. The suspect must have been knocked down by a surprise attack. The initial judgment is that it may be an internal conflict among different sects."
The leader pondered for a moment and sighed helplessly.
This group of believers had been acting more and more rampant recently, even endangering the lives of many innocent people. They had wanted to catch a few typical examples and make an example of them, but they did not expect that their plan would fail and the cunning guy actually escaped.
"The more critical issue right now is that they still have a child in their hands."
The three men stood there, keeping watch on all sides, nervously discussing the next place that should be checked. After a few words, the signal receiver hanging next to the captain's ear beeped.
He picked up the call, listened attentively, and then widened his eyes, as shocked as a frozen cat snatched away by a big dog. "What did you say? The city police station?"
The two team members took a step forward at the same time and asked anxiously: "Is there something wrong at the police station?"
"No," the captain hung up the call blankly, and before he could react, "someone sent the child and the fire controller to the police station."
Team member: “???”
Is there such a good thing?!
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Yun Jian, who was sitting in the classroom and writing furiously, had no idea that all the information about the tabby cat Lihua had been projected on the computer screen and was being repeatedly analyzed and scrutinized by countless people, trying to figure out why this young man who was suspected to be a cat demon had been picking on dogs.
This is actually due to the high efficiency of Yun Jian and Cat Toy. The hellhound will be hunted down as soon as it leaves the Hell Gate. For so many days, there has not been a single incident of a hellhound injuring anyone, which makes the super power world's knowledge of hellhounds almost zero.
"I've finished writing!" Yun Jian shook his sore wrist. At this moment, he couldn't help but miss the tabby cat vest, which at least gave him the excellent physical strength to write a short essay of several thousand words without stopping.
The Chinese teacher pushed the frame of his glasses, walked over, took the paper from Yun Jian, and looked through it carefully from beginning to end. His eyes fell on a multiple-choice question at the beginning of the paper that asked for correcting a wrong character. He clicked his tongue and shook his head, which made Yun Jian's heart tighten.
Behind the Chinese teacher, Yan Anqing, Yun Jian's classmate and childhood friend, casually took out a piece of expensive chocolate from the desk, threw one piece into his mouth, and threw the other piece at Yun Jian. Yun Jian was so frightened that he quickly pretended to pick up an eraser and reached out to grab it accurately, narrowly avoiding the Chinese teacher's sight.
[Wow~]
The cat toy whistled in his mind.
[The nourishment of your mental strength is indeed effective. Although you are still so weak, your reaction speed is more than twice as fast as before.]
The Chinese teacher put down the test paper, hummed with satisfaction, and went to look at other people's papers. Yun Jian took back the test paper, quickly turned to the beginning, carefully checked the multiple-choice question, and then struggled with the two seemingly correct options.
Until the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Yun Jian still couldn't figure out the reason. In the end, he changed option B to C and handed in the paper with a sigh.
"How did you do in the exam?" Yan Anqing smiled and hooked his neck.
This guy has red lips and white teeth, and a small bun on the back of his head. Anyone who sees him will have to exclaim that he is beautiful. Although he doesn't like to study and has poor grades, he has a good relationship with all his teachers because of his good looks and cheerful personality.
Except for the Dean of Studies.
For the sake of his precious little hair, Yan Anqing fought wits and courage with the dean countless times. In the end, he was spared from punishment only with the help of his parents' money. He continued to show off in front of the dean with his messy hair, which made the middle-aged dean so angry that he would glare at him whenever he saw him.
"It's OK," Yun Jian sighed, wanting to find someone to check his answer with. He walked a few steps and suddenly heard someone not far away discussing a report about the police cracking a serious arson and kidnapping case. He stopped immediately and asked, "What case are they talking about?"
"It seems someone set fire to a residential area and kidnapped a rich man's child for a few hundred million yuan," Yan Anqing had just read the news when he was bored in class. "It seems to be a gang crime, and several key members are still at large. The police released their photos and said they were armed with dangerous weapons. If citizens see them, they should flee immediately."
Yun Jian rubbed his nose with his fingers thoughtfully, and secretly admired the speed of the police station.
The so-called dangerous weapons probably refer to those people's superpowers.
After looking at the photos in Yan Anqing's phone for a few more times and silently memorizing the facial features of those people in his mind, Yun Jian thought that if he had some free time after driving away the hellhounds at night, he could also look for the hiding places of these people.
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——Top Secret File 1037——
Name: Lihua
Facial features: cat ears and tail, age 16-18 years old, dark skin color (consider whether it is exposed to the sun for a long time), blue cat eyes, black hair, height 1.72 meters Ability: suspected cat demon, extremely elastic, can sneak in and attack, has claw mutation ability or hand armor weapon Behavior analysis: often appears at night (consider whether it is nocturnal), attacks stray dogs (considering that cats and dogs are not compatible, here because the investigation team has never found the body of a stray dog, additional evidence is still needed); rescues and comforts children (considering that it is close to humans and has a kind nature, there is also the possibility of deliberately confusing people); lives in a human family, no abnormalities are found (considering that it can transform into an ordinary cat)
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