High school students don’t have weekends off.
They only get six hours of happy rest time every two weeks on Sunday afternoon.
During this short vacation, Yun Jian would often go home to eat and take a bath, chat with his parents, and then excitedly run to Yan Anqing's house to play the new two-player game on Steam together.
However, this weekend, he left early with his schoolbag on his back, walked along the street outside the school, and after about ten minutes, he stopped in front of a coffee shop with a wooden cat sign.
He opened the door, ordered a cold drink, sat on the wooden rattan chair by the window, and took out two cat strips carefully wrapped in plastic bags from his schoolbag.
The ragdoll cat meowed and jumped onto his knees, tilting its head back and waiting to be fed.
Compared to when he escaped from the Super Power Sect a few days ago, Ragdoll Cat's weight had obviously increased a lot. He pressed down on Yun Jian's legs and almost knocked Yun Jian off the chair.
There is no other reason, the food in the cat cafe is really good, and the pretty, cute and coquettish ragdoll cat is often fed by countless young men and women. Even the other cats in the cat cafe are impressed by his beauty and intelligence. He lives a comfortable and satisfying life, and his weight naturally increases rapidly.
[I told you earlier that you should lose weight.]
Cat Toy interjected.
...
...
"No!" "Meow meow!"
Yun Jian and Ragdoll Cat spoke at the same time.
"It's just that the fur is too long and looks fluffy. We puppets are not solid kittens," Yun Jian retorted while rubbing the cat - as both the stroker and the stroked, his movements were precise and just right, "Come and eat the cat noodles. I saved up my pocket money for a week to buy them."
The ragdoll cat was concentrating on eating cat food, enjoying the super high-level hair combing treatment, purring softly.
Yun Jian, who was empathizing with the puppet, also raised the corners of his lips in pleasure.
The two of them were happy and close, and their years were peaceful. Only the tabby cat was busy in the Twenty-Eight Mansions, running between the prison cell and the conference room. He finally got a few minutes of leisure time and rushed to the hall at the speed of a night patrol to compete with Penghua for the only three ice cream cakes left.
"This is not fair," the tabby cat shed tears, "I also want to go to a cat cafe and have a good nap!"
[…Your dramatic tendencies are getting worse.]
The cat toys are unbearable to look at.
Penghua, who won the game by using the seaweed on Mr. Turtle's shell, was holding the cake proudly. He turned around and saw Lihua's tearful expression. He paused and nervously handed the ice cream cake to Lihua.
"Are you okay?" he asked concernedly. "I've been a bit busy these past two days. Once Team Beigong comes back and takes over some of the work, things will be much easier. Don't put too much pressure on yourself."
The tabby cat took a bite of the cake in his hand, raised its eyebrows, and smiled: "All is fair in war, this time I win!"
Penghua: “Hey!”
They played and fought, chasing each other from one corner of the hall to the other, until the kitchen brought a new plate of ice cream cakes. Then they shook hands and made peace again, sitting in a row on the soft sofa, munching on the cakes with shining eyes.
Just as he swallowed the second piece, Qiao Liang came over in a hurry: "Don't eat anymore, come to the detention room quickly, Captain Tang found an important clue."
Li Hua quickly brushed off the cake crumbs on his hands and hurried after him.
Yun Jian and the ragdoll cat, who were happily hanging out in the cat cafe, both paused, their eyes strangely unfocused - most of their mental power was transferred to the shell of the tabby cat, making his perception even sharper.
Tang Aibai was the only one in the prison cell. He was leaning against the rusty guillotine in the corner, staring at the documents spread out on the table with heavy eyes.
Seeing Li Hua and the others coming in, he said straight to the point: "I'm afraid there is someone else behind the scenes manipulating the Cat God Sect's affairs."
He raised his right hand and blew lightly. Grey bubbles flowed out from his fingertips and floated in front of everyone. The light on the surface of the bubbles changed rapidly. In the blink of an eye, the crazy expressions of countless fanatics in the cell and their incoherent words were revealed.
"God has not abandoned us! He must have been plotted against by you... despicable, shameless! Hahahaha... God has abandoned me... Why..."
"... God's revival ceremony... The first priest of the Cat God Cult..."
"Longcheng Fisherman's Village..."
Li Hua was completely confused after hearing this.
What is all this talking about?
Tang Aibai realized that none of the members understood, so he closed his fingers helplessly. The gray bubble burst, and the fanatic's harsh voice dissipated. He explained: "After the fanatics' compulsory contract was released, their confessions were still hard to tell, but there were three words that all of them said."
Gods, the first priests, and the Longcheng fishing village.
Needless to say, the gods. Tang Aibai asked himself that he would go crazy if he was fooled by the devout gods and surrendered, and then found out that the gods had no intention of saving him at all. However, the two terms "first generation priests" and "Longcheng Fishing Village" are very intriguing.
"The internal records of the Cat God Cult have detailed records of every generation of priests, but the first generation of priests, who were the founder of the cult, have no information left. This is somewhat unusual. In this case, almost all the fanatics are obsessed with the first generation of priests, which obviously has a bigger problem."
Qiao Liang's eyes flickered. "You mean, the first generation priest is still alive? Maybe he even participated in the ceremony to revive the Cat God?"
The Cat God Cult was established only fifty years ago, and most of the super-powered people are long-lived, so it is indeed possible that the first generation of priests is still alive.
"Not only that," Tang Aibai pursed his lips and continued, "I checked all the activities of the Cat God Sect in the past fifty years. From the beginning, they have been equipped with space shuttle devices, the most advanced super-powered weapons at the time, and a complete set of nearly perfect methods for managing believers."
Everyone was speechless.
They originally thought that the Cat God Cult was a sect spontaneously formed by super-powered people who were terrified and shocked by the power of the Cat God after the Cat God destroyed half of Sufang. But if someone had everything ready from the beginning, this could only have been planned long ago.
"So," Li Hua said slowly, "behind the Cat God Sect, there is a larger and more secretive organization?"
Tang Aibai nodded: "This organization planned the resurrection of the Cat God, but disappeared without a trace after His resurrection. They didn't even show up when the Cat God sect was completely wiped out. We still have no idea what their purpose is."
They were worried about this organization joining forces with the Cat God, but Li Hua had more ideas.
The fact that the Cat God sect was wiped out during the ceremony seemed to the Twenty-Eight Mansions to be an accidental help from the Cat God, who either did it for fun or had other calculations. However, Li Hua knew how much risk was involved.
If it weren't for its good luck, the Ragdoll cat would have been turned into cat jerky by now, and there would be no chance for it to lie in a cat cafe and eat cat noodles comfortably.
If there were other people behind the Cat God Sect, did they know that Ragdoll Cat was just a fragile monster? And why did they allow the Cat God Sect to be wiped out?
[He has acted mysteriously, planned for many years, and still takes human life lightly. I have a suspect.]
Cat Toy suddenly spoke.
[Do you still remember who I said was the real murderer who destroyed most of Sufang City?]
Yun Jian murmured: "The Azure Sky and the Yellow Spring?"
"Lihua, what did you say?" Tang Aibai's voice stopped abruptly, and he turned to look at him in confusion.
Yun Jian then realized that he had let his guard down for a moment and actually blurted out the conversation with the cat toy. He paused and quickly made amends: "When I turned into a tabby cat and went to the ceremony of the Cat God Sect, I heard people discussing this name. I didn't understand what it meant at the time, but now that I think about it, could it be related to the murderer behind the scenes?"
Tang Aibai fell into deep thought.
…
This time, the number of fanatics, super-powered people and ordinary people captured by the Twenty-Eight Mansions in one go was close to a hundred. Not only was the interrogation a huge project, but the subsequent conviction and sentencing were also extremely difficult.
It is relatively easy to deal with people with super powers, especially many ordinary people with relatively high social status. They will refuse to admit their crimes and just say that they were just passing by the ceremony and walked in to join in the fun. Without evidence, the Twenty-Eight Mansions cannot deal with them at will.
The funny thing is that when Bu'ou told the priest that he was going to grant divine power, the fanatics secretly figured out how to distribute the divine power, and they all rushed to submit their resumes after joining the Cat God Sect in order to show their merits to Lord Bu'ou. These forms were put away by the priest in the office, and Ragdoll Cat did not see them, but were found by the Twenty-Eight Mansions.
So the achievements that these people had proudly boasted about became the last straw that broke the camel's back.
The Beigong team has not returned yet. Tang Aibai has taken extremely cautious measures to deal with the mysterious organization behind the Cat God Sect. He has not revealed the slightest intention that he is investigating. Even the other members of the Nangong team thought that the most difficult task had been completed. Even though they are still busy every day, they are in a particularly cheerful mood.
On the day when the interrogation of the last fanatic and the collection of criminal evidence were successfully completed, all members of the Nangong team went out to participate in the night patrol. The scale of the patrol was so large that the already panic-stricken superpower sects were all frightened and retreated.
The members captured more than a dozen hellhounds with great vigour and vigor. After handing them over to Li Hua for processing, everyone was about to pack up and go back to the headquarters to sleep when they heard Tang Aibai solemnly say over the communication line: "Team Nangong, assemble!"
The members who were joking and chatting with each other before suddenly became nervous. They subconsciously gripped their weapons, alerted their surroundings, carefully released their super powers, and reported their locations one by one in the communication.
"Urgent mission," Tang Aibai's voice suddenly had a smile, "Come to the first floor of Sufang Hotel. I've booked a private room. Everyone get drunk tonight - except Lihua. I've prepared a Coke for you. Minors are not allowed to drink."
The communication line of the Nangong team was silent for a second, and suddenly there was a huge cheer.
Peng Hua grabbed Yun Jian and almost jumped towards the address sent by Tang Aibai: "Great! Eat Captain Tang out of his money, go go go!"
Yun Jian held the communicator in his other hand and shouted stubbornly amid the deafening cheers, "It's okay if you don't drink. I want a small cake! The kind with matcha flavor and grapes!"
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